Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Huang Twenty-three: "The earth-type Mountain God Gu is nothing but a dead insect, and the fire-type Firefly Level 2 Fire Gu."

"If you want all of them, give me another 400 spirit stones."

"it is good."

Huang Ershisan's eyes turned, "Brother, I take care of you so much, you have to do me a favor."

Zhang Song nodded and listened attentively.

"The cabinet has issued a task."

A locust god appeared in Jixiang Town, Zhenshan City. You go there for me and take revenge on the corpse of that locust god.

The Locust God is only level 2, so it won't be a problem with your strength.

Zhang Song communicated with the prayer flag in his mind. Now the prayer flag was complete, and with Lei Hai's repair, it could already exert 40% to 50% of its effectiveness.

After a while, an inexplicable feeling arose in my heart.

If you can reach Jixiang Town within three days, it will be auspicious.

If you rush to Jixiang Town three days later, it will be bad luck.

"Since Brother Huang has asked, we must go even if it means going through mountains of swords and seas of fire. Go immediately and I will give you a reply within three days." Zhang Song was very loyal and his face was sincere.

More than a dozen deacons of the Four Spirit Pavilion have died in this mission, and the reward for completing it has been increased to eight hundred spirit stones.

By this calculation, this trip can be considered a small gain.

However, Zhang Song agreed immediately and gave a reply within three days, which made him think highly of Zhang Song.

……

Li Chuanzong felt that he was so unlucky as he was chased by a big fish for hundreds of miles. On the way, he also met a sour scholar from the Dali Academy who was meddling in other people's affairs and instead of killing the monster, he chased him and fought him.

If you wait for my reply, I will burn down your academy.

The blue face on his neck had become so faint that it was almost invisible, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and confusion. Wasn't this guy that he possessed a disciple of a wealthy family, with followers and assassins? How could he have fallen to such a place in just a few days?

All the resentment that I had accumulated was almost exhausted.

Is it possible that this guy knew of my existence and deliberately destroyed my soul power?

"Oh no, this place is so bloody."

Now that his soul power is insufficient, it is difficult for him to control Li Chuanzong. He just hopes that this kid can be more vigilant.

"I..." The Ghost Face Mark was so angry that he was about to explode.

Li Chuanzong sniffed and a look of joy appeared on his face. He felt that his awakened talent was useful.

"There was a rich meaty aroma emanating from that place, and the smell made every pore of his body feel so comfortable."

In December, the weather was dry and cold, with a thin layer of snow on the ground.

The town of Jixiang was extremely quiet. It was just past noon, but it was extremely quiet. However, he did not feel any difference at all.

He found a newly built temple of the locust god.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Building a temple to the locust god in the middle of winter is foolish."

Gently climbing over the temple wall, I soon found a large pot in the backyard. There was a blazing fire underneath and a pot of rotten meat stewing on top.

I also added a bunch of old medicines and insect poison. I deserve my luck and it can't be stopped.

He walked to the big pot, didn't care that the water was boiling, reached in, grabbed a piece, opened his mouth and started swallowing.

……

Zhang Song rode on a wolf beast and galloped all the way. Only cultivators who have reached the Golden Core Realm can fly for a short period of time. Talented insect cultivators who have established their foundation may be able to use the poisonous insects in their bodies to achieve the effect of flying.

We arrived at Jixiang Town the next afternoon.

His brows raised slightly. With the prayer flags there, he could feel a sense of death in the town.

He found the tavern in the town. It was empty except for a waiter who was lying on the table, tapping the surface with his chopsticks out of boredom.

"Open the door?" Zhang Song walked in, with the ferocious blue wolf standing behind him.

"Open, open, oh my god." The waiter was so scared that he fell to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, little brother. This blue wolf is my strength and will not bite anyone easily."

The waiter took a long time to catch his breath: "Sir, you are from outside the city, right? I, I am not scared, it's just that it was a bit sudden just now and I didn't pay attention."

He had heard from storytellers that the mounts of the barbarians outside the city were man-eating wolf monsters that were extremely ferocious.

He stood there trembling, not daring to get close, but his mouth was still tough.

The blue wolf lay down against the wall.

"Give me five pounds of mutton, and two stir-fried vegetables. Oh, and give me ten pounds of rare mutton."

"Okay, but..."

Zhang Song took out a small gold nugget and threw it over.

I haven’t eaten stir-fried dishes for a long time. I’m too lazy to make them. People in the village use dried vegetables that need to be soaked in water before eating. They have almost no taste.

After drinking two bowls of green ant wine, Zhang Song asked the waiter about the situation in the town.

"The remaining silver coin is a reward for you. When you go out, please be more careful about safety."

The waiter immediately showed a warm smile and put a handful of silver coins tightly into his arms.

The more they listened, the weirder it sounded. Mr. Sun, a wealthy man in the town, had invited the locust god from somewhere and asked everyone to go and worship him. Each person was given two taels of brown rice.

It was fine at the beginning, but in the past month, children have been missing in the town one after another. Even after the case was reported to the town, no one cared.

Some people suspect the locust god because the timing is too coincidental.

He took the young and strong men in the town and went to the Locust Temple to seek an explanation.

More than eighty people did not come back. At night, the mayor led hundreds of people to attack the Locust Temple again.

Also didn't come back.

Mr. Sun told everyone: "From now on, every family will give one pound of meat every month. Those who don't give will die. Those who give will have the locust god bless your family with good weather and good harvests in the coming year."

Zhang Song's face was gloomy and bloody. Every family contributed meat, but what kind of meat did they contribute?

They actually keep people as livestock.

Shiniu Village threw those who rebelled and broke the rules into the insect caves. In his opinion, this had a great deterrent effect. Although he did not quite accept it, no saint would stand up and abolish the village rules.

……

"court death."

This is a giant grasshopper that is more than three meters tall, with a bloated body and a head like a skeleton covered in armor.

Its body is emerald green like a gem, and its pair of wings, when spread out, are five or six meters long, raising dust when it flaps.

It’s so comfortable here. I can eat whatever I want. After eating too much, I find that my brain is working better.

He took out the medicinal herbs he had accumulated over the years, and ordered Mr. Sun to harvest them in large quantities. He also selected thirty babies and boiled them into a remedy.

Prepare to reach the third level and become the demon king completely.

It stayed there for a whole day, but couldn't bear to watch the big pot any longer, so it went out to a house and looked for food. Only an hour had passed.

"???"

A ragged and stinking human was sitting cross-legged in front of a big pot, eating with oil dripping from his mouth.

What made it unbearable was that the man had an intoxicated look on his face. He lifted the big pot with both hands and gulped down the food, not even leaving out the soup.

Its eyes turned red. That was its, its, its hope for promotion.

I couldn't bear to drink even a sip.

"Wow!"

It stepped back slightly, and the man actually... smashed the pot.

"Squeak!" The locust god pounced directly over.

Li Chuanzong is now a mid-stage warrior after all, and has rich experience in escaping. He just threw himself forward and rolled sideways, then turned around and attacked.

Although in the minds of Zhang Song, Tang Wen and others, Li Chuanzong's strength is average, but when facing the Locust God in the previous issue, and having just had a full meal and a drink, his strength is naturally doubled.

Even the ghost face on his neck became three points clearer. He secretly gathered strength, preparing to give this locust god a ruthless blow.