Country Merry Little Village Doctor

"Yes." Li Qing nodded and said, "Of course they are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the master, but Murong Xue seems to be a member of the Murong family, a well-known martial arts family today. Should we..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm a little tired."

Yu Maoshi threw the secret book to Xie San and said: "Your Ice and Fire Palm Kung Fu is really inferior. Come out, I want to rest."

Xie San took the secret book.

Being treated like this was tantamount to humiliation, and he had no complaints.

The two walked out of the room and looked at each other.

Looking at the moon in the sky.

"I don't know what the master wants to do." Li Qing said: "The moon is so big in the sky, senior."

Xie San raised his head. He was blind, but it felt like he could see. He shook his head and smiled: "I don't know what he is thinking."

A flash of fear appeared in Xie San's heart.

to be frank.

If Li Qing was just worried, then he only had fear in his heart for Yu Maoshi.

Because he can't see it!

That day Yu Maoshi found him, and he was defeated with just one slap, so he started to do things for Yu Maoshi.

He didn't know what the person in front of him looked like, but he didn't even know what the person in front of him was thinking in his heart!

This is the most terrifying thing!

"Senior, how many people do you think can go up the mountain tonight?"

"I guard the mountain during the day, and the six slaves guard the mountain at night." Xie San said: "The strength of the six slaves is better than that of you and me. I'm afraid there are only a handful of people who can go up the mountain."

"..."

A mountain path.

A figure appeared on the gray horizon. It was an extremely tall figure. He was wearing a red and green cassock, with a fierce look on his face, and he was holding a heavy Zen staff in his hand.

This is not the meat monk, who is it?

"Swish—"

The mountain wind whimpered.

The meat monk suddenly stopped and said, "Please come out, mountain guard."

"Ha ha."

There was a sneer in the dark, and one person said: "These young people are really good. Among the 20 people here, you are the only one who noticed me."

The voice fell.

Not far away, a thin figure suddenly appeared above the cedar tree, standing there.

The moment he saw this figure, the meat monk's eyes suddenly widened.

He just felt something was wrong when he walked along this road, because there was no sound at all, not even the sound of insects.

So he instinctively felt that something was wrong, and he didn't expect that there was really someone here!

And listening to the information in the man's words just now, he heard a terrifying thing, that is, 20 people had come here before he came.

He looked at the thin figure with a wary expression and said coldly: "I wonder where the 19 people before me have gone?"

"hey-hey."

The thin figure jumped down from the top of the cedar. He was an old man with a stooped back. His whole body was in a deformed state, which made him feel extremely physically uncomfortable.

His face was slender, and he actually had a beard as long as a moustache under his chin. He gently stroked his silver-white beard with his left hand. He was holding a long sword in his right hand, and on the long sword there was Red blood stains.

Seeing this scene, the fleshy monk's pupils dilated slightly, the blood... was fresh.

"They? They went where they should go." The old man's voice was cold, as if he was coming from all directions.

"Hey, pretend to be a ghost!"

The fleshy monk threw away his cassock, revealing his strong upper body. He had two white tigers tattooed on his upper body. The white tigers were ferocious, and the Zen staff in his hand started to dance.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a god or a ghost! I'm just a sword slave among the six slaves... If you want to go up the mountain, you just need to defeat me."

The sword slave smiled slightly and stabbed out the long sword in his hand. The sword actually reflected the moonlight, causing the flesh monk's eyes to flash.

"what!"

The opportunity brought by Monk Rou's momentary blindness was huge. The long sword passed across his shoulder, bringing up a bloody flower...

The meat monk suddenly raised his Zen staff and threw it at the sword slave. Unexpectedly, the sword slave stepped on his shoulder and backed away lightly.

As he retreated, he said: "The 19 people in front of me know that they are no match for me, so they have already left. I see that you are no match for me either, so I'd better leave quickly and give up the idea of ​​going up the mountain. Don't lose your life." ."

"Hmph." The fleshy monk snorted coldly, and cursed with a roar like thunder: "Old man, you don't like your longevity. Monk, I will save you now to go to the west to meet the Tathagata Buddha."

"..."

Another place.

The surrounding trees are densely packed, covering the moon in the sky. The dense trees block out all the light, and no light can penetrate.

The Yan brothers deliberately chose this road because there were fewer people on this road and they might not be able to meet the mountain guard if they were lucky.

"elder brother……"

"I feel like something's not quite right."

Yan Jinghua said.

"Oh?" Yan Rongdao stopped, looked around and said, "I didn't notice anything was wrong."

"elder brother!"

Yan Jinghua grabbed Yan Rongdao's arm and said, "Don't go any further."

He looked nervously and looked around.

Yan Rongdao could only feel sorry for his younger brother. He was forced to take an eight-hour flight today, and his head was probably dizzy now.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a charming voice sounded, and the voice chuckled: "I didn't expect that after waiting here for a long time, I actually waited for two handsome young men."

Both of them were tense, and they saw a person walking slowly not far away. The person was tall and wearing a red dress. The red dress looked like fire. Just seeing this figure, you knew that this person was definitely a top-notch person. Beauty.

Of course,

In such a dark situation, if you meet such a woman, there is a high probability that she is either a female ghost or a life-threatening maniac.

"Stop." Yan Rongdao said, "Are you the mountain guard?"

"Me?" The woman chuckled, holding a long stick in her hand. She licked her lips and said, "You can call me the mountain guard, or you can call me the stick slave!"

"Stick slave?"

Yan Rongdao was puzzled, but he saw the long stick in the woman's hand. This was a woman who was very good at playing with sticks!

"I'm just good at playing with sticks."

The woman's words were still playful and cute, but her tone turned cold the next moment. She said coldly: "You two handsome guys, if you want to play something else, I can accompany you, but now, please get out of here." Go back, this road is blocked tonight!"

"Oh?" Yan Rongdao's eyes were cold. He held the handle of the halberd directly and pointed the halberd directly at the woman. He said, "I have to go up the mountain tonight."

"Then it depends on your ability." Gun Slave's voice was numb to the bones.

"Bitch woman, court death!"