The rat spirit cupped his hands and said: "To capture the thieves, capture the king first. Just kill their leader and let them know that we also have capable people!"
Zhu Yan would not casually agree to help without complete preparations.
"Yakshas are extremely powerful and have sharp teeth and claws." Zhu Yan remembered ancient books mentioning that some yakshas are so ferocious that they can tear people apart directly. "If there is a head-on conflict, there is no chance of winning. If there are many casualties, even if we win, we will win." Victory and defeat.”
Zhu Yan thought hard for a long time and felt that he still had to outwit the enemy in order to avoid casualties on our side.
He asked about the situation in the mountain, the location of Yaksha's habitat, behavioral habits, etc., and also asked about the spells that the monsters can perform: "What kind of monster could it be that saved my life in Qingcheng Mountain and swept me down the mountain with the wind?" He was talking about the time he met Hongye again after twenty-five years.
The three spirits of rat, deer and bat looked at each other for a while and said: "The one who can make the wind sweep people away is probably a toad or a weasel."
"Then what are your abilities?"
The rat spirit shrugged and said: "Brother Deer and I only know changes. When it comes to skills, we are still good at what we do. I can punch walls, Brother Deer has a pair of big horns, but Brother Bat has a special ability. He can know what is coming from a distance." Close."
The bat spirit said: "It's funny, that's just me looking for food."
With the goblins' meager spells alone, Zhu Yan felt that there was no chance of winning, unless there were weapons more powerful than Yasha's claws: "We have no weapons, unless we can borrow weapons from humans..." Zhu Yan had a flash of inspiration, "Perhaps, Can be collected on the battlefield.”
The rat spirit shook his head and said: "Wars are frequent, and humans cherish their weapons. After the war, they will send people to pack up the weapons."
Deer Jing also shook his head: "The battlefield is quite far away from here. Even if we collect it, it will be difficult to transport it back."
Just as he was hesitating, the bat spirit suddenly screamed: "I remembered, there are weapons!" He pointed in a certain direction, "Yesterday there were two oxcarts with heavy wheels, and the sounds of weapons were heard from the goods on the carts. We were curious about what was going on in the tree. Only when you look closely can you see that they are carrying weapons."
Zhu Yan's eyes lit up: "Tell me more details."
It turned out that a group of people from a weapons workshop used bullock carts as a cover to transport newly made weapons to the rear of the battlefield.
"What weapons are in the car?"
"Back to your Majesty, they were very careful on the road. I never saw them flipping over the tarpaulin or opening the box, and I couldn't see what kind of weapons they were."
"The vehicle is heavy and has the sound of weapons, so it may not be used to transport weapons."
The bat spirit said proudly: "Your Majesty, this is what we are capable of. A few of my companions and I hung upside down on a tree while they were resting and listened to what they said. But we heard a lot. They are from weapons workshops. No. It would be wrong.”
Zhu Yan thought about it, but could no longer think of a good idea: "So, where are they now?"
The bat spirit said hurriedly: "I told my tribe to go and check it out!" As he said that, he immediately transformed into his original bat form and flew away quickly.
The Rat Spirit and the Deer Spirit also said: "The king may be hungry, we have prepared fruits."
It was difficult for Zhu Yan to find food on the road. It had been a long time since he saw red and tender fruits. The sight of them stimulated the peristalsis of his intestines and made him feel even more hungry. However, since he practiced the art of fasting, he didn't need to eat more on weekdays. Remembering that his master had asked him not to eat after lunch, he was still worried about being hungry at night, so he ate more at lunch. As a result, his master told him not to worry: "Just Calm down, your body doesn’t actually need a lot of food.”
Master is indeed right. After learning to be still, I eat less every day and my body feels fresher.
From this we can see how much food is wasted on restless emotions.
He still took a piece of fruit. It seemed that tonight was a long night and he wouldn't have a chance to have a good rest, so he needed more food to nourish his fast-running brain. Besides, Yaksha is still wandering in the forest, so even resting is not a safe thing.
Soon, the bat spirit came back and reported: "The people transporting the weapons are resting ten miles away. I heard that they are afraid of wasting time, so they may travel at night."
"It's not safe even with Yaksha." Zhu Yan muttered, then stood up: "In order to avoid a long night and many dreams, I went directly to see them and begged them to borrow weapons."
The bat spirit said: "Your Majesty, I have asked my tribe to contact other people. Also, to make it easier for your Majesty to walk, we have invited tigers to help." As he said that, he saw a strong thing walking from a distance. When walking, his shoulders rise and fall like waves, which is very majestic. Taking a closer look, the so-called tiger is indeed a tiger.
Zhu Yan couldn't help but feel terrified when he saw the tiger. Human beings say that "the wind follows the tiger". However, this tiger walked quietly and calmly. It didn't even make a sound from the weeds and leaves under its feet. If it wanted to attack, it would be impossible to prevent it.
The young tiger walked up to Zhu Yan and bowed down submissively, letting Zhu Yan climb on its back.
Even though he knew the tiger wouldn't hurt him, Zhu Yan was still so nervous that his whole body was numb when he climbed on the tiger's back.
When the tiger saw him sitting down, it immediately spread out its limbs and ran away, jumping here and there in the mountains and forests, leaping over mountain streams and over trees, without disturbing the grass and trees, and was so quiet that it was almost silent. Zhu Yan thought: If this tiger intends to eat him , he couldn't escape at all.
The tiger stopped on a hillside, looking down at the forest. Zhu Yan lay on its back and could feel the slight rise and fall of its breathing. The sound of bullock carts rolling could be heard in the forest. After a closer look, Zhu Yan realized that where the tiger stopped was overlooking a mountain road, and two bullock carts carrying weapons were passing below.
The bat spirit and the deer spirit also came and stayed beside Zhu Yan: "What do you think, my king?"
Zhu Yan stroked the tiger's neck and along the fur. The tiger felt it was helpful and narrowed its eyes in comfort. Humanity said that tigers and cats are related, and Zhu Yan found out after he tried it. He approached the tiger's ear and said softly: "Excuse me, can we go down together?"
The tiger squinted his eyes, then nimbly ran down the hillside and jumped into the middle of the road. The cow pulling the cart smelled the tiger's murderous smell and jumped up in fright. He tried to turn back in panic, but was pulled by the heavy cart and could not escape. He fell, and could only scream helplessly and panicked.
The people carrying the weapons screamed strangely: "There's a big insect!" They quickly tightened the cow's grip and showed their swords while soothing them.
"Don't be alarmed!" Zhu Yan shouted while riding on the back of the tiger, raising his hands.
It was dark and the road was dark. They saw the shadow of a tiger and heard the sound of people. They couldn't tell the truth from the truth for a moment.
At this moment, a woman's voice appeared: "Is that a human or a ghost in front of you?"
There were women in the team transporting weapons, and Zhu Yan was also quite surprised: "Ignorant Taoist Zhu Yan, this tiger is the mount of poor Taoist, you don't need to panic." In fact, Zhu Yan deliberately used the tiger to scare them, otherwise a Taoist priest rashly If you show up and ask to borrow weapons, who will listen?
"You blocked the road, did you do it intentionally or not?"
Zhu Yan thought to himself: Why is this woman always asking multiple-choice questions? He planned not to let the woman have complete control over the speech: "I would like to borrow some weapons, and I will return them to you after using them."
Someone lit a torch and raised it up to take a look. He was dressed in a Taoist priest's attire, without weapons, and riding on the back of a tiger. His origin was unknown, so he could not help but still holding a knife and standing ready.
With the firelight, Zhu Yan could see the leading woman clearly. She seemed to be in her thirties, with a touch of heroism between her eyebrows and a trace of sadness in her eyes. It seemed that death was not the most terrifying thing to her. matter.
A man approached the woman and said, "Ms. Gao, there are many immortals in Hengshan. Could it be that this person is an immortal?" Zhu Yan hoped that they would think so, and maybe it would be easier for them to talk.
The woman looked calm and said loudly: "We don't have what you want." Her calm attitude made Zhu Yan believe her almost immediately.
"Suddenly blocking the road to borrow something, I knew it was too hasty, but we had to have difficulties," Zhu Yan explained his purpose. "There has been a yaksha in this mountain recently. It is a monster from outside the territory. It has killed many lives. We want to hunt it, but we have no choice." Weapons, so I want to ask for a weapon."
Some of the men escorting the weapons were surprised, some didn't believe it, and even laughed and said: "What Yaksha? Taoist priests are talking nonsense."
Another companion whispered: "We have a dominatrix here."
When the tiger saw them laughing, he opened his mouth and roared, which immediately shocked the forest and the hearts of the men. All of them suddenly had cold sweat on their backs and did not dare to speak.
Some people said suspiciously: "They are coming to transport weapons for us, maybe they are craftsmen." They disguised themselves to avoid being seen, but the Taoist priests revealed that they were transporting weapons, and now they were transporting weapons to the battlefield. It's just too suspicious.
