Chapter 68 Snake Attack



The young monk was unaware that he was being despised, and he spoke eloquently and incessantly as soon as he opened his mouth.

"This mountain seems different from other places. It's full of spiritual energy, yet full of evil spirits. It's quite contradictory. It must be related to the changes in heaven and earth, and the chaos of the five elements.

Many animals are very spiritual. I saw monkeys laughing and horses cursing...

There were still many demons, but they were all hidden. I could only sense their presence. They must be good demons because they didn't attack us.

My dear girl, you've kept your snow wolf with you since it was little, haven't you? It's very wild and unruly.

Furthermore, the aura around you is very strange, with a heavy evil aura, yet it is covered by a golden light of merit, which is quite contradictory, just like the aura of this strange world..."

The young monk not only talked about it, but also moved closer to Feng Ling and sniffed it, then nodded more affirmatively.

Feng Ling felt a chill and quickly dodged away. This guy was not a chatterbox but a perverted monk.

"Are you a dog demon?" Feng Ling glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes, speechless.

The young monk paused, thought for a moment, and then said, "Miss, you are wrong. I am not a dog demon. I am just a mortal. I have practiced some magic and can occasionally open my Yin-Yang eyes..."

Aba Aba started to talk about the supernatural powers he had cultivated, and he looked like he couldn't stop.

"If it's not a dog demon, what are you smelling?!"

"I am not a dog demon. I can smell evil spirits, yin spirits, demonic spirits, vitality, and murderous spirits..." The monk introduced his abilities seriously, as if he could not see Feng Ling's mockery.

Feng Ling was a little dumbfounded. It was not that this guy was inflexible, but that there was something wrong with his brain.

"Don't mind me, benefactor. Our uncle is just abnormal, but his magical powers are quite good..."

That's why they took them out on missions, but it was really embarrassing.

Right, stay away from this kind of psychopath. Any normal person would not smell the scent of a girl casually.

Feng Ling waved to the villagers and hurried away. Although what the silly monk said was almost right, she was not afraid because there was a peach demon leading the way ahead, and she had also prepared a lot of talismans for emergencies.

What the hell are you afraid of! If you don't dig for food when there's food, would you rather starve to death?

The villagers thought so too, and without saying a word, they followed Snow Wolf and Wind Spirit.

"Hey..." They talked for so long, but what was all that talk for nothing? The leading monk snorted coldly, "Leave them alone, let's go back."

Although they failed to catch the fire demon, they drove the demon out of the city and could report their defeat.

The monks turned and left, but the young monk followed the villagers.

"Uncle Master, you've gone the wrong way?" Why was this idiot their uncle? It was fine if he couldn't recognize people, but couldn't he tell the villagers apart from the bald monk?

Why is it so infuriating? "Don't worry about him, let's go." After losing several fellow disciples, I must take their relics back and settle them down. Anyway, this uncle will eventually stumble and find his way to the sect.

"Feng Ling, that monk is following us." Boss Wu looked back frequently with a frown. If this person behaved well, it would be fine, but if he provoked Feng Ling, they would definitely not sit idly by.

"Don't worry about it. Didn't you hear him say he has magical powers? If anything happens, he can help us."

Monks are compassionate, aren't they? How could we not make good use of them if they were in trouble?

The mountains are where the snow wolf often moves around, and it soon led everyone to a cornfield.

"Everyone, look, right there, corn!" Feng Ling's face was filled with joy. A mountain of sparse corn stalks stood upright under the scorching sun. Although they were not tall, the fruits looked mature.

"Put it on a sack and go ahead and break it. Everyone be careful and watch out for traps and poisonous snakes." Boss Wu also smiled happily because he had eaten corn before.

It was given to the old man by Feng Ling. It is very delicious when cooked into porridge. The most important thing is that the grains are large. One spoonful can make a big pot, and it is enough to fill you up.

"Got it! Feng Ling, take a rest. We'll do your part for you."

Everyone knows that Feng Ling rarely does work at home. It is good enough that she can accompany them into the mountains today. How can they let such a delicate girl do more work?

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Oh, this is corn, it's so big!"

"Yes, two corns are enough to feed a family of five."

"Just take care of yourselves. Be careful not to stray too far. I'll find some help myself."

After Feng Ling finished speaking, she rang the holy bell. After a spell, the monkeys nearby came out chirping.

"Come on, little ones, help me break the corn. Each beast is a peace charm.

Don't worry, we can't take all the corn, so we'll leave some for you to eat."

Finally, at the old monkey's nod, the monkeys scattered into the cornfield.

But the old monkey with white eyebrows did not follow, but chattered with Feng Ling about the conditions.

Feng Ling nodded in understanding after hearing this and said, "A protective formation is also fine." He must have heard it from Xuelang.

There has been unrest in the mountains recently, and everyone wants a defensive formation to protect their tribe from attack.

It seems that she will also have to decorate the village after she returns.

"Go get these stones..." Feng Ling took out a sample of the formation stone and gave it to the old monkey. It picked it up and walked away, its eyes showing wisdom similar to that of a human.

The silly monk stared blankly at Feng Ling and the villagers' actions, and gained more insights.

"So you know Taoist magic? And you can understand animal language? Can you teach me?" The monk looked at Feng Ling eagerly.

If a smart person wanted to learn a craft, he would surely kneel down and become a disciple impatiently, but this silly monk had an expression that said you should teach me.

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