"Noble man!
You are in danger right now and may be cut into pieces at any time. Do you need help? "
After the sharp and hoarse voice came down, all the bandits who had started shouting filial piety and were preparing to charge immediately stopped all their movements and steps.
A short figure, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, appeared on the hillside, looking down at the strange attire with a condescending gaze.
But Chen Yun's eyesight was very good. Even though he was a little short-sighted before, after coming to this world and eating a few meals of monster meat and elixirs, basically there was nothing wrong with his body.
So he could clearly see that under the bamboo hat, the person wrapped in the coir raincoat was not actually a human being.
But a weasel half as tall as a man!
It has to be said that weasels are naturally good at practicing. Compared with other races, weasels are smarter and easier to cultivate spiritual wisdom.
This also led to the fact that except for a snake, all the monsters Chen Yun had come into contact with so far were weasels.
"So it's just a weasel? And it's a weasel that doesn't even have a human form!"
Chen Yun carried the one-eyed man and laughed out loud: "I thought it was some kind of difficult opponent, but I didn't expect it to be just a weasel without even a human shape!
But your bamboo hat and coir raincoat are both good, hahahahaha! "
The sharp and hoarse voice shows that this weasel is not perfect when it opens the transverse bone in its throat, which makes its speech quite unpleasant:
"You like to laugh very much? Aren't you afraid that I will make you never laugh again in your life?"
Chen Yun was still smiling, with a strong sense of provocation:
"I'm scared, after all you are a monster!
It's normal to have great magical powers, but do you dare to take action against me? "
[The three-hundred-year-old Taoist weasel demon has a demon elixir in its body. The weasel demon moves quickly and has a ferocious temperament. Please be careful when hunting.
Weasel’s innate magical powers:
1. When hunting prey larger than itself, it will emit a colorless and odorless anesthetic gas. If you are not careful, you will be infected.
2. When encountering a strong enemy, yellow wind will be emitted from the valley gate. It has certain toxicity and can confuse the eyes of pursuing strong enemies, allowing them to escape.
3. The art of ecstasy. When you look at the weasel demon, it is easy to be enchanted by it. This kind of monster can invade the sea of people's consciousness and control the human soul from the root by looking at it.
When ordinary people encounter a weasel demon, they try not to look into its eyes to prevent being fascinated.
Hunting methods: The weasel demon is agile and difficult for ordinary people to hunt. It is recommended that the army chase it to the cave, seal all the cave entrances so that it cannot escape, and use human fire to smoke it from the air inlet. Then it can be caught.
Or, use superb archery skills to imbue them with evil spirits and hunt them from a distance, making them unable to evade!
Tip: It has been detected that the current strength of the host cannot compete with the weasel demon with three hundred years of experience under normal circumstances. Please pay attention to safety! 】
While talking to the other party, he used the scroll of the Book of Mountains and Seas to scan it. Sure enough, the results showed that under the coir raincoat and bamboo hat, there was a weasel demon with three hundred years of Taoism.
But, doesn’t it mean that the argument doesn’t appeal to noble people?
I am still carrying the name of Chen Yun, and I am one of those noble people with great luck. How come this weasel demon dares to challenge him head-on? What does it mean?
Since he has doubts in his heart, he should ask them boldly, so he asked the other party directly, do you dare to take action against me?
"Hey Hey……"
The weasel demon laughed in a strange voice, and after he finished laughing, he said: "The noble man is joking, I am just a little monster, how could he be so virtuous and capable as to dare to attack the noble man!
However, they are not monsters, so they are not afraid of your great luck!
Of course, they are actually afraid, but their families are under the control of this immortal at any time, and they can die whenever they want!
Otherwise, do you think they are really that bold to hand you a knife or a gun? After all, they are just ordinary people.
But although they are just ordinary people, when their parents, wives and children are in the hands of this immortal, they are no longer ordinary people!
So, if you let them arrest children, they will arrest children, if you let them arrest women, they will arrest women!
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that men's meat is not very tasty, I'm afraid they could have captured the men!
In fact, countless creatures in the mountains and fields are envious of you humans. Even a commoner still vaguely carries some dynasty luck with him.
Let us and other demon clansmen who are not lucky enough not dare to eat it easily, lest we become addicted to it, let the luck of the dynasty blind our souls, and suffer the retribution!
But dead people are not controlled by the luck of the dynasty! "
Chen Yun understood: "So, you demon clan has raised such a group of people to catch people for you and kill them for you. By the time you eat them, they are already dead.
Dead people have no dynasty luck.
do you mean this? "
The weasel demon laughed twice more: "It's easy to talk to smart people!
That's right, we don't attack mortals easily, not because we are afraid, but because we will suffer from indigestion.
It is not difficult to lure such a group of people with gold and silver and get them to attack their own people!
Once they start attacking their own people, the luck of the human race in them will gradually disappear.
They took home the gold, silver and copper coins they gained from buying and selling clan members to the demon clan, and their families used them to waste away their human luck and longevity.
Over time, our subordinates have developed a large group of human helpers. No, we use money for fair transactions, not helpers.
Therefore, the combination of luck can't hurt us and other demon clans!
So, noble lord, do you understand? "
Chen Yun nodded and expressed understanding: "I understand, you are afraid of my luck, so you don't dare to take risks, so you use the human race to deal with me!
The human race is naturally not afraid of my luck when dealing with the human race!
So you plan to let them kill me? "
The weasel demon stretched out its paws, took off the bamboo hat, and revealed its round, round little head. This little head spoke human words and looked quite strange: "No, no, no, you can't die!
If you die, the implication is too great. I'm worried that even if the human race takes action themselves, this immortal will be implicated!
Therefore, they will not kill you, but they will chop you with knives, shoot you with arrows, and break your hands and feet.
Until you come to beg me!
Don’t worry, I will definitely help you! "
Chen Yun understood that this weasel really did not dare to kill him, even if he borrowed someone's hand to kill it.
But as long as you don't die and can still cause pain, it's not uncommon.
Therefore, before catching himself and using these methods, this weasel must negotiate with himself and make himself beg for it.
If you don't ask for it, then it will let these people use all their methods. If you can't hold it anymore, ask for it again.
So, Chen Yun put down the one-eyed man he had lifted up high in his hand. However, when he put it down accidentally, he might have used a little too much force and directly broke the man's neck.
He looked at the weasel wearing a raincoat and asked, "What price do I have to pay?"
This weasel demon, with only three hundred years of Taoism and three hundred years of experience, finally nodded happily:
"So, what I like most is talking to smart people and discussing things with smart people. They can always give me a good answer!
My dear, in fact, you don’t need to give any answers, you just need to say a casual word and that’s it!
Make me a mountain god!
I am practicing in the Kunyu Mountains. How about you make me the mountain god of the Kunyu Mountains? "
What?
Chen Yundu suspected that he had heard it wrong. How much does this monster think highly of itself? How much does this monster think of itself? It takes only three hundred years of Taoism to become the mountain god of a mountain range?
[Today’s five chapters are finally finished, I’m exhausted! 】
