This time, those who dealt with the hairy people together were led by the wolf demon general from before, and he brought a dozen wolf demons with him, including the wolf king's son.
It can be seen that the Wolf King actually attaches great importance to this battle.
When Zhuang Nan walked out, he looked around and found that there were many old, weak, sick and disabled wolves gathered on several mountains near the slope, which was very dense.
"Let me ask you, have you been forced to run out of territory by the Mao people?"
Upon hearing this, the Wolf Demon General immediately retorted:
"Nonsense, these mountains are vast and there are not many hairy people. Although we can't defeat them, we are just avoiding them, so there is no problem."
"Yeah?"
Zhuang Nan looked around, touched his chin and said,
"Although the place is large, there shouldn't be many suitable places for wolf demons to practice, right?"
When asked by Zhuang Nan, the wolf demon general was choked and stopped talking.
Little Wolf King said:
"There's nothing to hide, those hairy people have the ability to gather energy and pulse.
Every time they conquered a place in these mountains, all the energy of that place would be driven to their lair by the hairy people.
It is also because of this that the originally prosperous mountains gradually deteriorated into barren mountains and rivers. "
Hearing this, Ye Ming nodded, as if he was in a daze:
"I see."
As he was talking, he heard the sound of fighting and the howling of wolves from ahead.
The people who arrived took a quick look and saw a dozen hairy men killing wild wolves.
Most of these hairy people's bodies are as strong as gold and iron. Even some of them whose bodies are not very strong also have other abilities that are very powerful.
It can be said that only the wolf monsters can cause some harm to the hairy people. Those ordinary wild wolves are not the enemy of the whole group at all.
When the wolf demon general saw the fallen wolves on the ground, he burst into anger and led a group of wolf demons to rush forward and fight with the hairy people.
Ye Ming pointed to a hairy man and said to Zhou Shisheng:
"Zhou Zhuangshi, go deal with that one and lead it into the forest."
Knowing that Ye Ming was probably targeting the hairy man's weakness, Zhou Shisheng did not hesitate and rushed out with a spear to fight with the hairy man.
The hairy man was much taller than Zhou Shisheng, and his fighting power was very strong. His frontal combat power could directly suppress Zhou Shisheng.
This time there is no need to even pretend to be defeated, there is really no way to truly retreat.
Zhou Shisheng retreated while fighting, and entered deeper into the forest.
This is in the mountains. The so-called forest actually means there are more trees and a little darker than other places.
This hairy man continued to attack, but could not defeat Zhou Shisheng.
After entering the darker part of the forest, it was obvious that the hairy man seemed to be a little irritable and his attacks became even more frenzied.
When he was attacking Zhou Shisheng with all his strength, two people suddenly appeared behind him.
It was none other than Ye Ming and Zhuang Nan.
At this time, the two of them were holding a black cloth bag, and the other was pulling the rope connected to the cloth bag.
Ye Ming threw it hard, and the cloth bag was thrown out, directly covering the hairy man's head.
Zhuang Nan immediately pulled hard and tightened the bag.
The bag on the hairy man's head was immediately tightened, and all he could see was darkness.
The hairy man couldn't see anything, and all he saw was pitch black. He immediately screamed in fear and stopped attacking.
He stretched out his sharp claws to scratch the bag.
Zhou Shisheng, who had been fighting against them, had long known that the two were thinking of a solution.
Naturally, he would not let the hairy man get what he wanted at this time. He swung his spear and hit the hairy man on both wrists twice in a row.
The hairy man screamed and his wrist was temporarily dislocated.
And just for a moment, the hairy man, who saw darkness in front of him, twitched twice in fear, fell to the ground, and was actually scared to death.
In the bright night, he took off the black cloth bag and said with a smile:
"The memory on the sheepskin is correct. This guy is afraid of dark environments. Even at night, he sleeps with his eyes open and relies on looking at other bright things to survive."
Zhuang Nan was a little confused and said: "These wolf demons obviously have a way to grasp the weakness of the hairy people, and they are bullied so miserably. It is a bit unjustifiable!"
"Who knows, they obviously didn't tell us something. After all, we are only cooperating temporarily."
Ye Ming said casually, as if he was not interested in what the wolf demon didn't tell him.
When Zhou Shisheng saw that he had successfully eliminated a hairy man, he turned around and planned to go there to continue hunting the hairy man.
Just as he turned around, he saw Ye Ming and Zhuang Nan reaching out to his shoulders and pulling him back.
The two asked in unison:
"What are you going to do?"
"Of course we have to deal with the hairy people."
Zhou Shisheng didn't know what tricks these two were up to, and felt a little strange.
Zhuang Nan heard this and asked, "No, are you really planning to cooperate with the wolf demon?"
"Didn't we bring up the matter of cooperation first?"
Zhou Shisheng's honest attributes exploded.
Ye Ming shook his finger and said: "That's just a lie. In fact, it's just to trick the wolf demon into helping us block the hairy man."
Zhuang Nan added: "Now that Mao Ren is blocked, why not take the opportunity to escape?
Anyway, our goal is to leave these mountains, not to fight with the Mao people! "
"But, we agreed to cooperate..."
Zhou Shisheng was a little uncomfortable with the sudden changes of these two guys.
Are you scholars so thoughtful?
But the two of them didn't care about that much. One on the left and one on the right, they took Zhou Shisheng's arm and pulled him away from here.
Sure enough, all the Mao people in the rear were held back, and there were no pursuers at all.
Ye Ming and Zhuang Nan looked at each other, both looking proud.
After walking for a while, you can faintly see that the vegetation is not so lush ahead, and it seems that you can walk on a relatively easy path.
But before the three of them came out of the deep forest, they heard bursts of chanting coming from over there.
Looking through the branches and leaves in the forest, we can see that there is an old monk sitting cross-legged in the sky three feet above the ground.
The old monk was wearing a black cassock, stained with blood.
His eyebrows and beard were both deathly gray, and his body exuded a terrifying aura of terror.
There are also beads made of thirteen skulls hanging around his neck. He is holding an arm bone in his hand and knocking on a skull, making a tooth-wrenching wooden fish sound.
The old monk closed his eyes and knocked on the "wooden fish" while reciting Buddhist sutras, which sounded very unpleasant to the ears. There was also an evil temptation floating in the sound of reciting sutras.
Seeing that the old monk had his back turned to this side, Zhuang Nan silently retracted his head, glanced at Ye Ming and said:
“I suddenly felt that it’s better to keep your word as a human being, and to cooperate with the wolf demon as promised.
Then we have to shoulder the difficulties together. How can we ignore the safety of our allies and let them face the powerful hairy people alone? "
Ye Ming also nodded and said: "Yes, I agree with this. Let's go back now to help our allies."
Seeing these two singing harmoniously, Zhou Shisheng suddenly felt that an illiterate old man like himself was the one who really had a pure heart.
Seeing Zhou Shisheng's gaze, Zhuang Nan said:
"Zhou Zhuangshi, don't look at me like this. I want to travel all over the world. If I can't tell you in advance, I will survive as much as possible."
Zhou Shisheng looked at Ye Ming again, and Ye Ming also smiled and said:
"Zhou Zhuangshi, I can't die casually. There are old people, young people, and many people who don't enjoy the happiness. I can't just fall here."
Well, you all have your reasons.
However, who made me agree to send this person home?
The three of them walked back cautiously in the forest, for fear of disturbing the old monk.
Fortunately, the old monk seemed to be obsessed with chanting sutras and did not notice the three of them.
This made the three of them breathe a sigh of relief and continue to go back.
As he was walking, Zhuang Nan didn't pay attention to his steps and stepped on a piece of rotten wood.
A "crunching" sound came out.
The old monk who was chanting sutras suddenly stopped when he heard the sound.
A hoarse and unpleasant voice came out:
"I wonder who is listening to my Buddha's true meaning in the dark?"
When they met the old monk, they found that they could no longer pretend.
Ye Ming yelled "Run!"
He ran away, followed by Zhuang Nan and Zhou Shisheng.
The old monk sat cross-legged in the air, slowly turned around, waved to the three people who escaped, and said:
"Come!"
The three people who were escaping were obviously moving forward with all their strength, but they were actually retreating.
The harder you run, the faster you retreat.
After a while, he ran out of the dense forest and came to the old monk.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhou Shisheng suddenly stabbed the old monk with the spear in his hand, hitting the old monk's face directly.
However, after its attack approached the old monk, it seemed to encounter great resistance and was unable to make any progress.
Even if he tried his best, he could only reach the old monk's nose and couldn't get any further.
The old monk with a face like Shura smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, Zhou Shisheng let the spear fly out of his hand and inserted it into the ground not far away.
Zhou Shisheng's expression changed drastically when he saw this. He didn't expect this old monk to be so powerful.
He also wanted to take off the Hanyun Iron Bow from his back, but before he could do anything, he saw the old monk facing him a little, and an old vine from the mountain flew out and tied him up tightly, making him unable to move.
On the contrary, Ye Ming and Zhuang Nan, who did not resist, were not restrained.
After the old monk restrained Zhou Shisheng, he chanted the Buddha's name and said with a smile:
"This donor, you are too murderous."
He also saluted Ye Ming and Zhuang Nan,
"These two donors still know how to behave."
Ye Ming waved his hands and smiled:
"Actually, it's not reasonable. The main reason is that you are dirty, smelly, and ugly. I'm afraid of dirtying my hands if I hit you."
Zhuang Nan nodded in agreement, and said without daring to look at the old monk:
"That's right, you're like this. You have sores on the top of your head and pus on the soles of your feet. It's completely rotten."
Zhou Shisheng, who originally thought these two had no ambition, was stunned when he heard this.
These two really dare to say it. Why are they suddenly no longer afraid of death?
I thought the old monk would be angry, but unexpectedly he smiled and said:
"What the two donors said is that the poor monk is really in a bad state now.
However, the poor monk himself felt that this kind of self was real.
The kind-hearted old monk who helped the world and saved people during his lifetime was so fake! "
Ye Ming smiled and asked, "What about the real you now?"
“Every day, there is no pleasure without color, no pleasure without flesh, and no pleasure without blood.
After becoming a ghost, he kills three living creatures every day, eats their flesh and sleeps on their skin, then he feels refreshed and refreshed. If he controls a girl again, he will be as happy as a god! "
The old monk spoke very seriously, as if every word he spoke came from his heart.
At this time, Zhuang Nan weakly raised his hand and asked:
"Wait a minute, everything else is easy to talk about. Where can you find the sex in this barren mountain to make you happy?"
The old monk smiled and said: "Those hairy women are all beautiful, but the world doesn't understand them and thinks they are weird!"
When Zhuang Nan heard this, his face twitched and he smiled awkwardly:
"Master's taste is really unique!"
Ye Ming asked again: "Master, there is no blood and no joy, why don't you kill us?"
When the old monk heard this, he smiled gently and said:
"A poor monk kills more than three lives a day.
Unfortunately today, three have been killed, so I can only ask a few of them to wait until tomorrow.
When the time comes, the poor monk will definitely make life worse than death for several people. "
Zhuang Nan raised his hand weakly and said:
"Can't you give me a good time?"
"No, only by allowing several people to fully experience the fear before death can the poor monk feel happy. If the death is too happy, it will be very imperfect."
"Can I write a new suicide note first?"
"Can."
"Thank you, Master. You are so kind, Master. I wish you a bad death and no reincarnation forever."
"Haha, the poor monk thanked the donor for his blessing."
"You're welcome. If you like to hear it, I can scold you all day long."
"The donor should think carefully. Every time he scolds the poor monk, the poor monk will accumulate more anger and suffer more torture before his death."
"You didn't tell me earlier!... Well, can I take back what I just said?"
"cannot."
"***, you bastard bastard!"
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