Hu Aqi led the demon soldiers in this cave behind, Lang Xing and other demons in front, heading west.
Time is still enough, Lang Xing rejected the suggestion of the Hu sister Tengyun to go first and quickly walk through the mountains and forests. He planned to take the route of Tang Monk's future journey to understand the situation.
Starting from Qingqiu Mountain, ordinary people have arrived for five or six days, and they have arrived in half a day, and have entered the future borders of Uzzang.
There were wastelands and forests along the way. Sanqian walked very boringly, so he turned into the true appearance of an orange cat, squatting on the shoulders of Lang Xing, and deliberately making a gurgling sound, which made Yuhou roll his eyes.
"The previous convenience is Fuling Mountain. I visited it with my mother in the early years. The mountain master is a wild boar demon of a middle-level demon king. He is tyrannical and we don't have much contact with each other. Let's take a detour to avoid having more time to live." Sister Fox introduced on the side.
The four masters and apprentices who learned the scriptures must be the focus of attention of all powers. Lang Xing was unwilling to take risks. Now he was planning to the place where he was born near them, so he just looked away and kept the location and landform of Fuling Mountain in his heart.
Shortly after leaving the forest, a group of horse bandits roared past and were besieging a ruined village.
These more than ten horse bandits are extremely vicious. Although they are thin horses with ragged clothes, rust swords, they are extremely cruel and ruthless.
They didn't notice Lang Xing and other monsters with naked eyes, but kept scolding, trying to let the village open the gate and hand over the money and food.
Sister Fox used a random trick, and the demons were about to pass by them.
Whether it is a bandit or a villager, there is no trace of spiritual energy on his body. The little demon soldiers may be able to fight for tooth sacrifices. The demon generals go up. Unless they have a special taste, killing and swallowing mortals will be of little use to practice.
Of course, some demon clan exercises and secret medicines require a large number of children's hearts, women's ghosts, resentment in vain, essence in the middle age, and other things, so monsters often slaughter the village.
"Old man Gao! If your mother doesn't hand over the food to me, I will give it my brothers to be injured and will slaughter your village! Steam your baby and eat it with wine. Anyway, the brothers are very hungry and are not afraid of anything!"
Lang Xing's expression moved and he thought to himself, "The surname is Gao?"
When Sister Hu saw him stop, she asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"Is there a land mountain god nearby?"
"I haven't heard of it."
Now the rule of heaven over the world is not so strict, unlike the scene where the land and mountain gods are everywhere in a thousand years.
Mountain gods need to occupy the spiritual energy of a mountain. Often, the mountain gods either avoid it or turn a blind eye to the river.
A trembling and thin old man appeared in front of the village. In this time, it is rare for ordinary people to live to his age.
Old man Gao directed several villagers to throw two bags of food out of the house, hoping that the bandits would leave, but unexpectedly, this action made the bandits more sure that there was food in the village.
"Brothers! Come with me!"
The leader of the horse bandit took the lead, holding a cork bow and shooting arrows, suppressing the villagers at the head of the village. Several bandits carried a giant tree trunk and kept hitting the village gate.
Gao Laozhuang is a place where Zhu Gangliu is reborn and he is greedy for beauty and makes yellow.
Lang Xing carefully investigated and found that there was no trace of the power of the Heavenly Court around him. The reason why Fuling Mountain was not allowed was because as the birthplace of the old pig, he had doubts and was occupied by the wild boar demon king, so the time was not right.
But facing this village in Gao, Lang took action.
After paying the price of two deaths and injuries, the bandits finally attacked the village. Poor old man Gao, he had just run two steps and was wrapped around his neck with a rope around his neck. He was dragged behind the horse and was about to vent his anger.
After patting Sanqian's fluffy little head, Lang Xing gently transmitted a message. Sanqian jumped lazily to the ground without turning into a human form, and walked directly to the front of the village.
"Where did the fat cat come from? So fat! The meaty fish that comes to your door!"
The bandits who were guarding the door to prevent the villagers from escaping their eyes lit up. They swallowed their saliva and wanted to catch the cat.
Sanqian had originally squinted his eyes, looking like he was not awake. At this time, when he heard the shouts of the bandits, the yellow hair suddenly exploded, bowed his body, and a light of inspiration ejaculation appeared in his eyes.
The bandit seemed to be fascinated, and rushed to the ground, treating the loess as delicacies, stuffed them into their mouths, rolled their eyes when they were choked, and their stomachs were bulging, and their death was extremely terrifying.
A cat crossed the village where it was burned, killed and looted by horse bandits. The bandits either killed each other or wiped their necks to commit suicide, and soon died completely.
What's strange is that all the bandits smiled with satisfaction after their death. The remaining villagers in the village gathered together and looked at the yellow monster cat timidly.
The nine-tailed cat soul jumped out from the center of the three thousand eyebrows, and an invisible fluctuation swept across the village.
"I am the guardian beast of the Gao family. Today I will help you resolve this problem. You can warn future generations that when the spirit cat comes, you must obey the spirit cat's command, so that you can get rid of danger and the family will prosper."
After Sanqian finished speaking, he disappeared into the village. From then on, the village worshipped the cat god, praying for good fortune and avoiding misfortune. Later, it further extended the legend of attracting wealth and treasure.
Lang Xing did not explain, so the demons did not ask again and continued on the journey westward.
With Sun Wukong's ability, it is no longer a problem to see magical powers, but he never thought that this method of making mortals obedient without using magical powers.
In the ancient world, it was the most useful thing to use by priests. What's more, for the Gao family hundreds of years later, the rebirth of the spirit cat is really no longer the true family precepts of the ancestors.
As for whether it was Gao Laozhuang, the descendants of this group of people, it was not that important. Anyway, it was a clever move when it was done casually and gave little effort. When it was really useful, it was a skillful move.
After traveling for another three days, it was about a month before the ordinary people walked. The Futu Mountains ahead stood tall and fragrant cypress trees grew, and the scenery was very elegant.
Sister Hu was about to go up the mountain, but Lang Xing waved his hands repeatedly and signaled to take a detour.
"This mountain is a place where birds and monsters live together. The mysterious crane monster and the golden pheasant monster each occupy half of the mountain. They are gentle to the monsters coming and going, and can pass by directly." The fox sister was afraid that Lang Xing would not know the situation, so she said patiently.
"There are hidden secrets in this mountain, so try to come as little as possible in the future."
In the knowledge of the fox sister, Lang Xing was deep and saw that he was very confident. He thought that there was a crazy demon hiding on the Futu Mountain, so he made up his mind to restrain his subordinates in the future and be far away from this mountain.
The Buddha is also the Buddha.
There is a famous Buddhist saying in later generations that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
This mountain has a good name!
I don’t know if Zen Master Wuchao came here now. This Zen Master will teach Tang Monk a volume of "Duoxin Sutra" in the future. He also wanted Zhu Gangli to practice with him. Even many of the disasters related to Buddhism in the 9981s were said in the form of obscure poems, and he satirized the monkey.
This Zen Master Wuchao is not simple, and it is better to hide from afar now...
After four days of travel, I saw the yellow wind in front of me covering the sky, and the demonic energy was filled with wildness. Sister Fox said in a difficult face:
Chapter completed!