In the dead of night, on the country road, it is impossible to walk without the light of the stars and the moon.
Even with a torch, few people would travel alone in the wilderness at night.
But Chen Yun finally ran to the city to grab the medicine, and then hurried home, walking at night.
Ordinarily.
It’s okay to walk at night.
Did he walk less at night before traveling through time?
While camping, he had never been anywhere in the world, and I had never seen him afraid.
But ever since he traveled to this weird dynasty and learned that this place was called Guobei County and that there was a Lanruo Temple outside Guobei County, he was stunned.
You know, Lanruo Temple in Guobei County is not very famous. It turns out to be the world of A Chinese Ghost Story.
In other words, there will be countless monsters and monsters in this world.
Regarding this kind of situation, Chen Yun is also very receptive. He has even encountered time travel, so it is not surprising that there are monsters and monsters.
Cricket...
The sound of insects gradually subsided, and the grass on the roadside began to sway, and kept following Chen Yun's footsteps. He immediately felt something was wrong, and stopped immediately, clutching the torch in his hand tightly, and looked at the grass warily.
Susu!
Accompanied by a rustling sound.
A ball of plush the size of a washbasin sprang out of the grass.
"what?!"
Chen Yun carefully took two steps back and looked carefully, only to find that it was a fat and round weasel.
This weasel was actually not afraid of people, and stood upright while staring at Chen Yun. This weasel was really big, it looked about half as tall as a man.
At this time, the weasel stared at Chen Yun closely, with green light in its small, round eyes.
This was definitely not an accidental encounter, nor was it provoked by it. From the looks of it, this weasel came specifically to find me?
Chen Yun was thinking in his mind.
"Crack, click..."
The weasel stared at Chen Yun with green eyes for a while, then suddenly coughed like a tuberculosis ghost.
Something's wrong, why does this weasel cough like a human!
An ominous premonition arose in Chen Yun's heart for no reason, and the torch in his hand was already ready.
Although he was ready to wave the torch at any time, he remained calm on the surface.
He wanted to try to see if he could get around it by pretending not to see it.
Unexpectedly, after taking a few steps and trying to get around the weasel, the weasel coughed violently and suddenly stopped.
"Crack!"
A heavy cough sounded.
The weasel opened its mouth and spat out a piece of bloody cartilage.
Chen Yun lamented in his heart: "It seems there is no way to escape!"
This weasel behaves strangely and is definitely no ordinary beast.
If it were the world before he traveled, although there were also legends about Huangpizi, the ban on animals becoming spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China would have ensured that the people would not encounter these so-called mountain spirits.
But what is the boundary here?
This is the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, with monsters, ghosts, the old Black Mountain demon from the underworld, and of course swordsmen, Taoist priests and monks.
So the weasel in front of you is probably the legendary evil spirit!
In other words, this is a weasel that has become a spirit.
At this moment.
The weasel blocking the road clasped its front paws and asked in a hoarse voice: "Little... little brother, do you think I look like a human or a god?"
"He can speak human language, and he is indeed a weasel that has become a spirit!"
Chen Yun was horrified, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Although he was mentally prepared, once he actually encountered it, he realized that his usual mental preparation was not enough.
It seems that I should have met the legendary Huang Pizi asking for a title!
Whether it was the world before the time travel, or Guobei County not long after the time travel.
He had heard other people talk about these legends.
Rumor has it that there are five kinds of animals, namely "fox, yellow, white and willow ash", who will stop passers-by to ask for silence if they practice successfully.
If you say it looks like a human being.
It will damage the path and take revenge on passers-by, who will die.
And if we say it is like God.
It can achieve the true fruition, become a Baojiaxian, and enjoy the incense and sacrifices in the world.
But the gods!
Who can become a god?
Although generally weasels will go to some people with tougher fates to ask for silence!
But this is not something that ordinary people can become gods!
In terms of fate, who can be tougher than Jiang Ziya?
But what happened to him after he became a god?
Ordinary people, how can they have such great blessings to become gods.
So once he says that the weasel is like a god, not only will his own luck and luck be consumed, but if it is not enough, the luck and luck will also be drawn from his family members and blood relatives. .
Therefore, once a passer-by says that the weasel is like a god and makes it a god, the passer-by who is deprived of luck and good fortune will lose his fate and suffer misfortune for the rest of his life!
It may even affect family members or clan members.
Therefore, basically no one would want to encounter such a monster seeking to be sealed.
"Brother, brother!"
The big weasel's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he urged in a sinister tone: "Look at me, do I look like a human or a god?"
It seemed that it was really anxious, so while it was talking, the huge fluffy tail on its back swayed. It should have been pretty, but in Chen Yun's eyes at this time, it looked like a Yaksha evil spirit that chose people to eat.
Chen Yun was silent for a moment, tightened the medicine bag in his left hand and the torch in his right hand, looked at the big weasel and said softly: "I think you look like..."
"...like a hammer!"
After saying this, the torch in Chen Yun's hand swept across the weasel's head and ears with lightning speed.
You can tell from the "bang" sound how strong this stick is, because the stick used by Chen Yun to tie the torch is a hard raw wood, and after being wrapped with pine, it will not be easily burned.
The Songming wrapped around the stick flew out in all directions immediately after the stick, and was almost destroyed.
Fortunately, the pieces of pine firewood scattered around were still burning even if they fell to the ground, and because they fell into the grass on the roadside, they also ignited a pile of half-dry grass.
This allowed Chen Yun to continue to swing the heavy wooden stick in his hand in the dark night and hit the weasel on the head accurately.
"It's hard to recruit me. Why don't you ask me who I am before you come?"
Do you really think that the double red sticks in the game industry on Guangnan West Road that I traveled through before were fake?
On Guangnan West Road, except for the benches, the rest of the four-legged things are food. How come you, a broken weasel, want to scare me? "
He was growling in his mouth to be brave, but his hands did not slow down at all.
Even a spirit can't help but hate the northwest under such an unexpected swing of a stick.
To put it simply, he was beaten to death.
What's more, when Weasel asked for the seal, almost all the demon power and essence in his body were supplied to the soul, just waiting to get the passerby's seal, and then take away his destiny to transform.
Unexpectedly, this passerby was so courageous!
The stick came over and directly acted on the head without demonic power to protect the body. A weasel without demonic power to protect the body is still a weasel after all. Especially this stick, it just hit the weasel's ear hole, and it penetrated the weasel's soul!
After adding a few more sticks, he actually died like this.
To be honest, if the time had been changed, the location had been changed, or even the location of the beating was slightly wrong, the result today would have been completely different.
However, everything is a matter of luck, or is this a fate for this weasel?
Just when the twitching body of the weasel standing on the ground, which was half as tall as a man, gradually became calm and no longer breathed.
In Chen Yun's mind, a voice suddenly came.
"A 120-year-old weasel was hunted and contained a demonic elixir.
The cooking guide of Shan Hai Jing is as follows: In this way... remove the odor glands in the body, blanch it and then stew it.
Use lemongrass root, sugar cane, star anise...to cover and neutralize the odor, the heat is as follows...
If the cooking method is up to standard, the soup will be clear and the meat will be tender and delicious.
Eat it, you will be light, strong and live a long life.
After being stewed with qualified cooking methods, the demon pill can remove all its demon poison..."
Chen Yun was stunned. Sure enough, all time travellers have golden fingers, and his golden fingers finally arrived.
He almost couldn't help but smile up at the sky, if it were not night, and this place was in the wilderness, and there was a weasel in front of him that became a spirit but was plotted to death by him.
He looked at the scroll that came to mind, with three large Chinese characters "Shan Hai Jing" appearing on it.
