In the woods five feet away in front of me, I found Monk Wuxin.
He was on a pine tree, hugging the branches of the pine tree, and looking ahead nervously.
It was as if something terrible was entrenched in the darkness ahead, making him feel uneasy and uneasy. His eyes were filled with fear, and his fat face turned as pale as paper from fear.
When I looked up, my forehead was suddenly filled with black lines.
What almost broke Monk Wuxin's courage was a few mice.
The mice were crawling on the pine trees, looking around, and they immediately noticed Monk Wuxin.
Among them were two mice, crawling along the branches towards Monk Wuxin.
In an instant, Monk Wuxin was so frightened that his fat body could not help but tremble.
"No, don't come over."
He has a phobia of rats, and he is so scared that he is about to collapse at this moment. His trembling body is squirming behind him, but he is already at the end of the branch, leaving him with no way to escape even if he wants to avoid it.
And on the ground under the pine trees, there was also a group of rats.
Monk Wuxin was surrounded on all sides and had no way to escape. At this moment, he was almost desperate.
"I am a Buddhist disciple of Xuanmen Temple. I am gifted and a genius in cultivation."
Monk Wuxin gritted his teeth and encouraged himself in despair and collapse, "They are just a few mice. There is nothing to be afraid of. I have to learn to face difficulties and overcome the fear in my heart."
"Yes, Wu Xin, you can definitely do it!"
But just after the encouragement, looking at the group of sharp-mouthed, fanged, furry rats, I was frightened again and my newly ignited courage collapsed.
"I'm really scared. Someone come and save me!"
He felt helpless. He closed his eyes and did not dare to look at the mouse anymore. He was so scared that he almost wet his pants.
Impressed.
I'm really convinced.
Monk Wu Xin really can't do anything besides being able to eat. If he is so timid, why did he escape from the Xuanmen Temple and be tortured?
"Tsk tsk——"
In the lush pine forest, there was someone hiding in it, watching the Wuxin monk who was afraid of mice.
It is Ding Wanshou, the head coach of Fenxiang Valley.
Ding Wanshou was lying on the sedan chair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.
Beside the sedan chair, four old women stood.
And those four old women were the ones Ding Wanshou paid to carry the sedan chair.
Ding Wanshou is a dwarf, only 1.3 meters tall. This natural flaw makes him feel inferior no matter where he goes.
Later, when going out, I would use a sedan chair instead and let others carry me. This showed my overall aura.
He feels that no matter where he goes now, he is majestic and stands out from the crowd. No one dares to fool him about Ding Wanshou's existence.
"Boss, why are you always staring at that monk?"
The four old women were named Dongmei, Chunzhu, Xiahe, and Qiuju. At this time, Qiuju said, "That's a male. Boss, please take a closer look. You can't tell the difference between male and female."
"I know it's a male." Ding Wanshou's face was filled with black lines.
"You know it's a male, but you still look at me?"
Qiu Ju continued: "Boss, do you miss women? Don't worry about me. I only carry the sedan chair and don't sell my body."
"Boss, please find me."
Dongmei said excitedly: "As long as the wages are doubled, I will take you to the grove and let you have a good time."
"Shut up."
Looking at Dongmei's ugly face, Ding Wanshou immediately felt disgusted.
Then he became furious and said, "Ding, the dignified headmaster of Fenxiang Valley, what kind of beauty do you want?"
"But you're short and short."
Xia He showed his yellow teeth and smiled and said: "Other people's women dislike you, but we will not dislike you. Even if you can only nuzzle, I will be happy to serve you."
"Don't mention the word rub."
Ding Wanshou was so angry that he vomited blood, "I am your boss, how could you expose my shortcomings like this?"
"You are short to begin with..."
"I invited you here to carry the sedan chair, not to make me angry."
Ding Wanshou gritted his teeth, "Whoever dares to mention this word will have their wages deducted."
When they heard that their wages would be deducted, the four of them immediately shut up.
"Pick up the sedan for me."
Ding Wanshou stretched out his hand and pointed to Monk Wuxin, raised his lips and smiled evilly: "It's time to go find that young monk. He must know Chen Changsheng's whereabouts."
"Boss, you should leave as soon as possible."
Dongmei persuaded her nicely, "This is the most dangerous place in Shennong Mountain. What if we encounter those terrifying undead creatures?"
"Something happened to the undead's lair. Those undead creatures are hiding in the tombs and no longer dare to appear."
Looking around, Ding Wanshou said: "Look, the death energy in this area has dissipated. What do I have to worry about?"
"Boss, haven't you ever thought about whether those undead creatures are hiding and might have encountered something more powerful?"
"That's also possible."
Ding Wanshou said: "But my disciples and disciples are all over this area. No disturbance can escape my eyes."
"What's the use?"
Chunzhu said: "Your paper figures, including your disciples and grandsons, were all killed by Chen Changsheng with a few thunder talismans. If the four of us sisters hadn't escaped so quickly, you would have been compensated for your pension." "
"Don't build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige."
Ding Wanshou said with a fierce look in his eyes: "When I ask the young monk about Chen Changsheng's whereabouts, I will definitely let Chen Changsheng know the consequences of provoking me."
"Since you are so confident, then we will see you show off your power."
The four people from Dongmei carried Ding Wanshou on sedan chairs and immediately walked towards Monk Wu Xin.
soon.
They came to the foot of the pine tree.
Seeing Ding Wanshou appear, the rats around him immediately saluted.
"Wuxin!"
Looking at Monk Wuxin who was hugging a pine tree branch and almost peeing out of fear, Ding Wanshou shouted lightly.
Hearing the sound, Monk Wuxin looked around.
Looking at the headmaster of Fenxiang Valley, Monk Wuxin said angrily: "Headmaster Ding, quickly order the rats of Fenxiang Valley to retreat."
"It's easy to talk about."
Ding Wanshou waved his hand, and the rats around him quickly retreated.
Monk Wuxin was relieved, jumped down from the pine tree, and immediately fell to the ground.
He was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat.
Excessive tension and feeling extremely tired.
Sitting on the sedan chair and looking down at Monk Wuxin, Ding Wanshou asked calmly: "Wuxin, where is Chen Changsheng?"
"I knew you were here for my eldest brother."
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and looking at Ding Wanshou, Monk Wuxin said with a sad look on his face: "You guys are late. My eldest brother fell into the dark abyss. His life and death are still unknown."
"Dark Abyss? You mean the lair of the undead?"
Hearing these words, Ding Wanshou stood up from the sedan chair with excitement, "Are you saying that Chen Changsheng fell into the lair of the undead?"
