Just as he was thinking this, Sun Zhengde suddenly felt that his hair was standing on end, and a cool breeze seemed to be blowing in from the gap in the window.
Swish, swish... swish...
At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from outside. It was definitely not coming from the swaying branches and leaves of the willows in the courtyard. After all, it was December and the leaves had long withered.
The fat Taoist's body suddenly trembled, his ears stood up, and he listened carefully. It was indeed a strange sound of footsteps slowly extending towards this direction.
'Your mother... deserves to be unlucky, right?'
squeak~~
At this moment, a black shadow almost floated past from outside the window. The closed door was gently pushed open, revealing a large gap. A figure gradually enlarged on the floor of the room along the gap.
The fat Taoist was already lying on his side on the bed, facing inward, shaking all over. With extremely slow movements, he put his hands into his sleeves and grabbed the yellow talisman tightly. As long as the monster came close, he stood up and made a backhand move.
Take a picture of the other person.
Most of the process went through my mind several times in just a short moment.
The rustling footsteps became clearer in the room, and the fat Taoist's back was covered with cold sweat as he faced the window.
'My mother, monk, you should move a little bit!'
He almost screamed in his heart.
An icy chill hit his back, and the cold sweat made the fat Taoist tremble a few times. He clearly felt that someone was standing in front of the window, and he remembered Old Man Zhao's description before.
'Ouch, that man was rolled up in the bed like a cabbage and put into the monster's mouth...'
Sun Zhengde suddenly felt as if a figure in front of the window was dragging the quilt. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his arms and legs, pretending to be asleep, and held the quilt tightly.
"Hmm~~"
There was a deep voice in the room, like confusion coming from the quilt that could not be pulled back.
The next moment, Sun Zhengde, who was on the bed, heard rustling again, as if he had left the window. He turned his face slightly, narrowed his eyes to a slit, and peeked over, and then he saw a gray figure turning away.
On the monk's side, above the dry figure, there is a huge head.
In other words, the head is tilted back and the mouth is opened hugely.
"Oh~"
An inhuman voice lingered in the room, and the slowly moving figures seemed to sense something. They turned back and glanced at the bed. The fat Taoist quickly closed his eyes and remained motionless, muttering crazily in his heart: "You can't see me.
,can not see me."
The strange figure over there also turned around and slowly approached the simple square table. His eyes, which were almost covered by his mouth, looked at the monk meditating in front of him. His open mouth and exposed fangs were dripping with sticky substance.
of saliva, pulling out threads.
"Ho ho!"
Seeing the cold and strong monk in front of him, the monster roared excitedly. Just when he was about to bite the monk's head off, Zhenhai, who was meditating on the table, suddenly opened his eyes and squinted his eyes to meet the monster's gaze.
Then, with a slap, he slapped the side of the biting mouth directly, leaving red five-fingerprints and hitting the monster so hard that it almost fell to the ground.
"Roar!"
The monster roared unwillingly and rushed towards it. However, what greeted it was a dharma seal rolled up with a Buddhist bead, which hit the monster's chin with a bang, causing its entire body to fly into the air.
"Bold evildoer, dare to be presumptuous in front of a poor monk, powerful heavenly dragon, powerful magic spell!"
The monk's robes and cassocks danced, Zhenhai jumped down from the table, and the Dharma seal appeared again. It was a ball of golden light that exploded in the room, and the golden light rushed out of the room.
Chen Yuan and the crazy old man on the other side heard the noise and came out. What they saw was a strange figure in the Buddha's light. It screamed like a howl and crawled into the soil.
The moment the Buddha's light subsided, the door opposite opened, and the fat Taoist rushed out with great power holding a few yellow talismans. He shouted a few words. When he saw Chen Yuan standing at the door with his hands behind his back, he quickly shouted: "
Boss!" He quickly came over and looked around cautiously.
"Boss, the story the old man told is true. The monster just came here, was slapped by the monk and made him cry, and then it ran away."
"What does it look like?"
"It's just like what the old man said."
When Sun Zhengde answered, Monk Zhenhai also came out of the room with a vertical seal, confirming the fat Taoist's words, and nodded towards Chen Yuan. At this time, on the other side of the hall, old man Zhao came out wearing a single coat and saw four people outside.
He asked in a low voice: "Why was there such a big movement just now, but what happened?"
"Hey, old man, the monster you mentioned is indeed here." The fat Taoist approached and gestured to Old Man Zhao a few times, "It's exactly the same as the one you saw two years ago. Fortunately, I'm smart and have some abilities. If you don't give in, I'll give it to you."
Got caught in the ways of that beast."
Ranwen
Here, Chen Yuan also went over and asked the monk: "Can you tell what kind of monster that monster is?"
"I can't see or even feel other breaths at all."
Monk Zhenhai shook his head. He was more experienced than Chen Yuan in searching and subduing monsters. Even he couldn't tell. This shows that the monster is really powerful in one aspect. "The poor monk deliberately let it get close, but unfortunately he couldn't find it for a long time."
What kind of monster it is, otherwise it would have been captured long ago and there would be no time for it to escape."
Chen Yuan frowned slightly and looked at the monk in front of him, thoughts flashing through his mind very quickly.
'I can't detect the aura of any monster... I'm very good at concealment... The earth escape method shouldn't leave so fast. Not even a bit of aura disappears. Even if the high priest Yuejie is taken away by Hu Duyan, the aura is gone.
Then they dispersed.'
Some of his ideas coincided with those of Sun Zhengde.
'And it's such a coincidence that two years ago a few travelers came to stay overnight, and two years later the four of us came again, but the same thing is that there was also an old man present.'
After concentrating his eyes, he immediately moved away from the monk and fell to the old man Zhao who was still talking to the fat Taoist at the door of the hall. The look in his eyes flickered, and his emotions were fluctuating. After a moment, Chen Yuan suddenly spoke.
"Dad, that monster is actually you!"
As soon as these words came out, not only did the monk Zhenhai frown, the fat Taoist over there almost subconsciously jumped a step back, looked at Chen Yuan in shock, and then at the old man in front of him.
The old cow in the shed also stood up, pawing its hooves, and had the momentum to hit it directly.
The crazy old man also hurriedly gestured with his hands in a defensive posture beside his apprentice. He glanced left and right behind his crossed arms, then took back his hand to smooth his hair and whispered: "Apprentice, this old man is so thin and windy.
It's not like it falls down as soon as you blow it."
Sun Zhengde always believed in his employer's words, but the old man Zhao, with a hard-working face and calluses on his hands, didn't look like that monster.
"Master, could there be a mistake?"
"How can I be wrong? It's just because it doesn't look like it that it confuses many people. How could it not even dissipate in a short moment, unless it hasn't gone far at all."
Chen Yuan seemed to be very sure about what was happening in front of him. He flicked his sleeves and said, "Old Sun, go and see if the so-called wife is lying on the bed in his house, or there are just a few bones. By the way, I should
Should I call you High Priest Vasana, or should I call you Saha?"
In front of the hall, the old man had his back to the oil lamp in the room, the shadow of the night covering his face, and he slowly grinned.