Chapter 362 The Crooked Tree
“Ga ga ga!”
A big fat goose flapped its wings like a flying angel, chasing a skinny boy all over the river beach.
The young man was holding a kitchen knife in his hand and screaming as if he was in hell.
The seal of Zhang Yang's soul was released at this moment.
Wang Ergou's physical and soul strength seemed to have weakened to another level.
But this was not what he wanted to complain about at the moment, because during the time he was stunned, the big fat goose used the skill of chasing a toad in ten steps, and took a big bite accurately, fiercely and steadily.
The pain was so severe that Zhang Yang couldn't control his tears.
Cou, this is a pair of pliers, it’s more irritating than pepper spray.
Zhang Yang subconsciously wanted to turn around and chop it with a knife, but the big fat goose was faster than him. It pecked at it with its mouth and left a bloody cut. Zhang Yang screamed and threw away the kitchen knife. It was so painful.
Is the goose too strong or am I too weak? Zhang Yang fell into deep thought, then he turned around and ran, but the river beach was in full view, without even a stone, where could he escape? But this big fat goose was so fierce, look at those two little gray eyes, there was murderous intent leaking out, what are you worried about, what are you complaining about, I'm not going to eat your descendants.
Just when he thought of this, Zhang Yang suddenly realized that there was a small cloth bag that was carefully tied and placed in front of his chest. Could it be goose eggs in it?
I wonder, what is this Wang Ergou doing? Shouldn't he be working as a waiter at Yuelai Inn? Some memories came flooding back vaguely, but Zhang Yang blocked them out decisively, then pulled off the small cloth bag in front of his arms and threw it at the big fat goose behind him.
All of this was subconscious behavior, because he felt that this big fat goose should have some connection with the four words "be careful when using a weapon to kill a rat".
“Whoosh!”
The moment the cloth bag flew out, the big fat goose caught it in one bite. The movement was so gentle that it made Zhang Yang feel cold in his heart. This was indeed not an ordinary big fat goose.
However, his movements were not slow either. Taking advantage of the moment when the big fat goose grabbed the cloth bag, he turned around and pounced on it, hugged the big fat goose's neck, and used the inertia of his body to knock the big fat goose to the ground. He didn't care how the goose flapped its wings, and just pressed it to the ground.
After a while, Zhang Yang was exhausted and the big fat goose stopped moving.
He didn't care about anything else and snatched the cloth bag from the big fat goose's mouth. He opened it and was stunned. These were not goose eggs at all, but three walnut-sized, bright red fruits.
Cou, did you get the wrong script?
But Zhang Yang was only stunned for a few seconds, and immediately ate the three bright red fruits. Many of Wang Ergou's memories were isolated by him, but since this guy was determined to snatch the fruit at the risk of his life, it meant that this thing was non-toxic.
"Gudong!"
The three fruits were extremely sweet, with tender flesh. They were more delicious than ever before, and even made Zhang Yang feel a slight warmth in his stomach, which relieved much of his hunger and fatigue.
“Is this the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?”
Zhang Yang was surprised, happy, and panicked. After all, he was a cultivator and was extremely sensitive to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
But this is not right. Even if Li Ducheng’s story is projected to some good place, it cannot be projected into the world of immortal heroes.
What on earth had happened? This doubt flashed through Zhang Yang's mind for a moment, and he stopped thinking about it. He was still very hungry at this moment. Looking at the fat goose with a broken neck, he picked up his toothless hatchet and chopped it fiercely. He first drank the blood, then ate the meat, and finally made a fire to roast two fat goose legs. They were so delicious.
After eating and drinking, Zhang Yang packed up the remaining half of the fat goose and began to check Wang Ergou's memory.
At this time, he had enough time to buffer Wang Ergou's memory, and he found that the background of the projected story had indeed changed.
At the very least, Wang Ergou had never heard of the three words Li Ducheng since he was a child.
To reach his home, Wang Ergou had to cross a 30-meter-wide river, climb over a thorny, eerie hill, and finally cross a wilderness, which was about 50 miles away.
As far as I can remember, this guy didn't provoke the big fat goose because he was hungry. He actually wanted to become a monk's apprentice, so he took the risk.
And that big fat goose was no ordinary fat goose, but a kind of monster that was easiest to deal with, called the Iron-backed Gray-billed Goose.
"It's all wrong, totally wrong!"
Zhang Yang sighed. Wang Ergou didn't want to be a waiter anymore. He actually wanted to be a monk's apprentice. Tsk tsk, he had to be careful.
Seeing that it was still early, around two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yang took a hatchet and chopped down a few hard small trees of unknown species, and cut them into wooden spears one by one.
From Wang Ergou's memory, it seemed that the wilderness had never been peaceful. This time, the kid ran dozens of miles in one breath and did not encounter any danger. He was really lucky!
He carried the extra wooden spear on his back, cut some wild grass to wrap up half a fat goose, and then Zhang Yang set off with a hatchet in one hand and a wooden spear in the other.
He didn't know whether it was the effect of eating the three fruits or the effect of eating the fat goose meat, but at this moment he didn't feel weak at all. There was even a trace of heat lingering in his lower abdomen. Well, it was gradually dissipating.
Zhang Yang has no time to practice now. Firstly, it is not safe in the wild. Secondly, Wang Ergou's body is too weak, like a funnel. What's the point of practicing?
Therefore, the best way is to exercise quickly and extensively, using the blood flow to consume these few weak strands of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
In the end, it should be able to increase the strength of the whole body a little bit?
Zhang Yang wasn't sure.
We swam across the stream and climbed up the thorny hill. We didn't encounter any accidents for the time being. However, standing on the hill and looking into the distance, we could see huge mountain ranges undulating and interlacing like dragons. The white clouds were vast, the mountains and fields were boundless, and this world was so real that it made people doubt.
Zhang Yang suppressed his doubts and ran as fast as he could. About an hour later, he saw a familiar village about ten miles ahead. However, he was not happy about the scene. Instead, he felt a chill running down his spine.
In the weeds, a hunched figure stood there quietly, and it was unclear whether he was alive or dead.
Zhang Yang immediately retreated and took a detour. A few minutes later, in another direction, he saw a similar figure standing dozens of meters in front of him.
He was a little frightened, not because he was afraid, but because it was difficult for his soul to travel back in time and return to Wang Ergou's body.
If you die here accidentally, it means that the key to Li Ducheng's story is completely broken in this place and it will never be opened.
Zhang Yang spent 3,000 units of cosmic laws, but he didn't want to let it go to waste.
He looked up at the sun in the sky. It was still dazzling, bright and warm, which made him feel relieved. It was not weird, because weirdness would block the celestial phenomenon.
I looked at the village in the distance again. It was the same scene as when I came here. The light was bright, the images were full, and there was no light refraction or stretching. This was not a ghost, because ghosts are best at creating illusions and alternate dimensions.
Zhang Yang finally bit the tip of his tongue again and tried to loosen his soul. Everything seemed normal, which meant that the person on the other side was not a monster that could confuse people and disrupt their minds. Only then did he slowly relax and guess what the person on the other side was.
It's just a ground-bound spirit, bound in a certain area, so it can move instantly. Then according to the characteristics of the ground-bound spirit, its biggest weakness is to find its corpse -
Zhang Yang raised his head and gestured at the height of the sun, then recalled the position and angle where the earthbound spirit had appeared just now - my head hurts so much, I couldn't even calculate it.
Count the ball!
With a "swish", he scratched his palm with the hatchet and dipped three wooden spears in blood. He didn't even bother to bandage his wounds. He threw away the hatchet and rushed forward with the wooden spears in hand.
"Excuse me, have you ever seen my Qingshan child?"
When Zhang Yang rushed to within twenty meters, the hunched figure suddenly asked, this triggered the attack rules of the earthbound spirit.
Zhang Yang didn't answer at all, but just rushed forward like crazy.
"Excuse me, have you ever seen my Qingshan child?"
Ten meters away, the hunched figure suddenly turned around. It was an old face, gray, gloomy, with empty eye sockets, but it seemed as if something could penetrate the soul.
"Imprison!"
Zhang Yang shouted, using simple magic words. The old woman's earthbound spirit stiffened for a moment, and he rushed over. However, although he clearly hit the earthbound spirit's body, it was like a ball of air, nothing happened.
But the blood on the three spears suddenly became extremely foul-smelling.
It seemed as if a chill entered the wooden spear and penetrated into Zhang Yang's body.
"Such a strong grudge!"
Zhang Yang did not dare to delay. He held on to the three wooden spears tightly and rushed forward without looking back. After rushing out for about a few dozen meters, the front suddenly became clear and there was a sense of relief that came from the water.
This is beyond the boundaries of the earthbound spirit's rules.
When Zhang Yang looked back again, he saw a crooked willow tree. The tree was dead and stood alone in the wilderness.
But just now, he didn't even see this crooked tree.
"Mad!"
Swallowing hard, Zhang Yang's eyes instantly filled with crazy murderous intent. This was an opportunity. He wanted to take advantage of a weak earthbound spirit that had probably just been created not long ago. If he missed this opportunity, he would miss it forever.
He immediately loosened the restrictions on his soul. At this moment, his brain was working at high speed and blood flowed out of his eyes, nostrils, and ears like little snakes.
My brain is shutting down.
"Construct - the second closed circle!"
Zhang Yang tried his best to cast a fireball, locked onto the crooked tree and threw it at it.
Then, without even seeing the result, he knelt on the ground, his mind went blank. It took him more than ten seconds to sense the temperature of this world.
“Hehehehe!”
Zhang Yang laughed like a wild beast, then climbed up dizzy and didn't care whether the earthbound spirit was dead or not. He first wolfed down half of the fat goose, and then carefully approached the crooked tree that had been burned to ashes.
There is no doubt that this tree is the root that binds the poor old woman. Zhang Yang can swear on this with his status as a senior demon hunter.
He looked back at the village which was still more than ten miles away. It was very quiet. It seemed that his fireball did not make much noise, probably only the size of a fist, but it was powerful enough to kill an earthbound spirit.
Squatting down and groping in the ashes for a while, Zhang Yang took out a grayish-white bead, the size of a quail egg, with a hint of grayish-white air hidden inside.
With a grin, Zhang Yang was very satisfied. Although the reason for the formation of the earthbound spirit was strange, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was still hard currency.
It is estimated that there is one unit of ordinary-level spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which is very good and worth his risk.
(End of this chapter)
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