Chapter eight hundred and sixty nine: one push six twenty five little milk cat and little carp
Jiuling Mountain in Hongzhou is not a very famous mountain or river. The only legend that can be used is that the ancestral tomb of Sun Quan of the Eastern Wu Dynasty was buried on a peak here, so this mountain is now called Wuwang Peak.
But this is just a legend. I am afraid that none of the descendants of the Sun family take it seriously!
Because of its remote location, Wuwang Peak has always been very quiet. Apart from the chirping of insects and birds, few other sounds can be heard in the mountain. But at noon today, its silence was broken!
Bang bang bang...
After a loud noise like exploding beans, countless wild birds spread their wings and flew into the sky from the woods, forming a dark mass in the sky, like dark clouds.
Below these flying birds, a monster over five feet tall, with tiger fangs and wolf eyes, hair like an ape, talons like an eagle, and wearing leopard skin trousers was running on all fours in the woods in panic. A group of Taoist priests in costumes
They are holding various weapons and are chasing after them.
"Damn it, I actually let him run away!"
"Wang Qiong, when this monster was heading in your direction just now, why didn't you stop him?"
"Nonsense! You don't even look at the size of this thing and its claws. If I didn't avoid it then, you should be asking the Master to make me a god now!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Wang Min, take the people over here and wait at the foot of the mountain. We will find a way to drive this monster to where you are and shoot him to death!"
"..."
A few minutes later, a fierce roar came from the foot of the mountain, and then I saw the monster who didn't know what it was that became a spirit, covered in blood, running over from the foot of the mountain in a hurry, with blood stains on the ground, very...
Eye-catching.
The group of Taoist priests in fancy costumes, holding swords and guns, ran after the monster, bickering with each other as they ran.
"Wang Min, you had the nerve to tell me just now, why did you avoid the monster when it rushed at you? Why are you afraid too?"
"Of course I'm not afraid, but Master Qingwei taught us not to act like a hero for a moment, only to be able to survive can we have output..."
"..."
"well!"
Just when these Taoist priests in fancy costumes were busy chasing the strange monster, a handsome Taoist priest in white clothes was standing in the air not far behind them, looking at them speechlessly.
"Feng Gang, do you think Pindao protects these people too well? How could they beat up such a humiliating monster who is not even a real person?"
"Master, your requirements are too high!"
An elegant-looking middle-aged man stood beside the Taoist priest in white and said calmly.
"These Quanzhen disciples have just established their foundation, and the monster is already close to the realm of a fully transformed real person. Moreover, their performance during the battle has always been relatively calm, which is already remarkable."
After hearing Feng Gang's words, Kong Qing silently raised his head and glanced at him.
A simple thing like queuing up to be shot can be done like this, but Feng Gang, you can still be said to be remarkable.
This requirement is too low!
"Unsheath!"
At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest in his thirties with a beard shouted suddenly, and then imitated someone else's movements and slapped the magic sword behind his back with his backhand.
The next moment, he saw that the magic sword had taken off its sheath and flew out, stabbing the monster in the back fiercely.
puff!
After a soft sound, the magic sword was inserted directly into the monster's back, and the monster immediately let out a violent howl.
"Brother Zhang is mighty!"
After seeing this middle-aged Taoist priest perform a feat with his sword, the remaining Taoist priests immediately cheered enthusiastically, and some were encouraging loudly.
"The monster can't hold it anymore, Brother Zhang, give it to him again!"
"No problem! Look at someone..."
The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his hand proudly and waved to the magic sword inserted on the monster's back.
"rise……"
I don't know whether it was because the magic sword was inserted too deeply into the monster's body, or because the monster was clamped too tightly. Just after the middle-aged Taoist Zhang Shanzi shouted, the magic sword shook a few times, but it did not move.
There is no escape from the monster.
"..."
After seeing this situation, Zhang Shanzi, who was still looking proud at first, suddenly became a little worried. He pointed his sword into a sword, swung it up repeatedly, and shouted one after another.
"Get up! Get up! Get up!"
But the magic sword seemed to be deliberately against him. It was swaying on the monster's back, but it would not fly.
"Forget it! I can't stand it anymore..."
Kong Qing looked at this battle scene that looked like a comedy movie and covered his face with his hands speechlessly.
"Feng Gang, keep an eye on these guys here for Pindao. Remember! Don't show up until the last moment. Pindao thinks it's time to let them be self-reliant and learn how to fight!"
"Master, please rest assured!"
Feng Gang nodded to Kong Qing and said gently.
"Disciple will definitely ensure the safety of my Quanzhen disciples..."
"Feng Gang, you are a poor Taoist, of course you can rest assured!"
Kong Qing looked at the group of Quanzhen Taoist priests who were still shouting on the ground with disgust, and then turned around.
"Then I'll take this opportunity to take a walk around Dongjiang and Lianshui..."
"yes!"
Feng Gang raised his hand respectfully and saluted Kong Qing with cupped fists.
"Congratulations, Master!"
"Feng Gang, I have told you so many times, you don't need to be so polite..."
Kong Qing looked at Feng Gang and shook his head, then turned around with a helpless look and threw out the Sapphire Cheetah and Qixiang Car to leave. But just before getting into the car, Kong Qing turned his head again and faced Feng Gang.
warned.
"By the way! Feng Gang, please pay attention to the situation of these people in battle. If there is someone who is really not suitable for fighting, you can also write it down quietly. Pindao will find a way to transfer him to the Lukeng Department to be a craftsman.
,Don’t really let them die outside!”
"yes!"
Feng Gang respectfully agreed again.
"Someone knows!"
…
Half an hour later, Kong Qing, who was sitting in the Qixiang Car, had arrived on the surface of the Dongjiang River. He was stroking the little kitten in his arms while looking down at the water below.
"This river is quite long. I don't know where the palace of the Dongjiang Water God is..."
Having said this, Kong Qing rolled his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the little milk cat again.
"Little guy, how about you go into the water and help Pindao look for it?"
The little cat lazily raised its head, glanced at Kong Qing, and then turned over without hesitation.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
"What! You said there's no need for you to do something about such a trivial matter, you just need to ask that big carp to do it!"
Kong Qing narrowed his eyes and poked the back of the little milk cat's head with his finger.
"Little guy, didn't you say that you took in that big carp just out of love from the same clan? Why do you blame him now whenever something like this happens..."
Regarding Kong Qing's accusation, the little cat looked completely indifferent. He even impatiently pushed Kong Qing's hand with his furry paws and said with a look of disgust.
"Ouch!"
"You little guy is really..."
Seeing that the little kitten could not be moved, Kong Qing could only reach out to the Qixiang Car with a look of helplessness, and then snapped his fingers.
Snapped!
The next moment, a big carp with a single horn on its forehead appeared out of thin air and fell directly from the sky, falling into the water of the Dongjiang River below.
A few seconds later, the confused big carp poked his head out of the water, looked at the Qixiang Car in the air, and asked doubtfully.
"Eee! Eee!"
"Little carp, go to the Dongjiang River below to find the water palace of the Dongjiang Water God..."
Kong Qing poked his head out of Qixiang's car while holding the little cat in his arms, and gave instructions.
"When you find it, report it to Pindao!"
After hearing Kong Qing's words, the big carp blinked its big eyes, nodded, and swam into the water with its head and tail wagging.
"Little guy, look how obedient I am..."
After seeing the action of the big carp, Kong Qing reached out and tapped the little milk cat on the head.
"Look at you again, it's really..."
Before Kong Qing finished speaking, he saw the big golden carp reappearing on the river, followed behind it by a turtle at least one meter in diameter.
The big carp raised its head and shouted towards the Qixiang Car in the sky.
"Eee! Eee!"
"Hey! Why did this little carp come back so quickly?"
Kong Qing looked down at the little kitten in his arms and asked doubtfully.
"What are you talking about, little carp? Please translate, little one..."
The little cat lazily raised its head and rolled its eyes at Kong Qing, then jumped up, its four paws making wind, rushed out of the Qixiang car, and landed on the water in front of the big golden carp. Then it slapped the water with its paws and said
A cute dragon roar.
"Ouch!"
Then, Kong Qing saw that the body of the turtle swimming out of the water following the big carp shuddered instantly, its limbs and head reflexively retracted into the body, and the huge turtle shell sank slowly.
.
When he saw the turtle's body beginning to sink, the little cat stretched out his furry paws again and patted the water, and growled softly.
"Ouch!"
Before he finished speaking, Kong Qing saw that the turtle immediately emerged from the shell with great energy, then quickly surfaced again, nodding its head like a rattle at the little milk cat.
"..."
Kong Qing blinked silently.
What are the little milk cat and the little carp doing? Why do their movements feel so familiar?
Then under Kong Qing's gaze, the little milk cat slowly took two steps forward and patted the turtle's head with its furry paws.
"Ouch!"
…
A few minutes later, the little cat returned to the Qixiang car, lay down comfortably on Kong Qing's shoulder, and then patted Kong Qing's face with its little paws.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
"What...you said if you follow this turtle, it will lead the way to Shuifu?"
Kong Qing looked at the little milk cat with a speechless expression.
"It's not just you who co-wrote it, even the little carp has learned to push six, two and five with you, right?"