It was rare to see Uncle Cui, who had always been kind, with such an ugly expression. Xu Luo didn't know what the reason was, but he quickly changed the subject.
"Uncle Cui, are the six spirit animals ready?"
"It's not that easy!"
Uncle Cui shook his head.
"As for the mountain dolphin and the bull, we happened to hunt two of them in the fort a few days ago.
There is no shortage of black dogs and Xiaori Chicken Fort. Your third uncle will catch golden fish early tomorrow morning. You can always catch a few in Chaisang Bo outside the city.
Only the Cliff Jumping Sheep is the hardest to find. I’m afraid the old man will have to go to Anmo Mountain for a run tonight!"
Xu Luo's eyes flashed with desire, and he pondered for a long time before suddenly speaking.
"Uncle, will you let me go with you this time?"
Uncle Cui subconsciously refused.
In his heart, no matter how disabled and useless Xu Luo is, he is still his child. As long as he can still move, he will always support him!
Or maybe, this is what every man thinks after having his own child!
However, in this increasingly cruel world, a person like Xu Luo, that is, if he is lucky enough to meet Uncle Cui, how can he survive otherwise?
Most people would be like the biological parents of this body. It would be considered kind to discard it directly. Otherwise, they might just drown the ball!
But when he saw the unwilling light shining in Xu Luo's dark pupils.
Then I thought about the increasingly dangerous world in this chaotic world, and I might die in the hands of monsters one day. What would the two children do then?
Uncle Cui moved his lips a few times, sighed and nodded heavily.
Xu Luo felt happy. Speaking of it, he could be regarded as the most miserable one in the army of time-travelers!
Don’t talk about being in charge of the world, dominating the world, being drunk and lying in the lap of a beautiful woman, etc...
Tsk tsk, since I have grown so big, the farthest place I have been to is Chaisangbo outside the fort!
It's not that Xu Luo didn't know that Uncle Cui felt sorry for him.
It's just that we were born in two lifetimes, living in an era of information explosion in our previous life.
Even if he doesn't have any advantages, his basic logical thinking and imagination are at least better than most people.
Today there is a monster in red clothes, he can hide behind Uncle Cui, but what if there is another one in white clothes tomorrow?
Can Uncle Cui take care of the brothers and sisters for a lifetime?
And according to the frequency of monsters appearing in recent years, there is a high probability that something like this will happen!
By then, I'm afraid that the sky that Uncle Cui thought he was holding up will be no more than an egg shell?
In fact, in the days when he first came here, Xu Luo had some fantasies.
I am the protagonist of that biographical novel, pretending to slap everyone in the face, blinding everyone, and then stepping on the gods and Buddhas in the sky, roaring that my destiny is my own!
However, life is not a novel or picture book after all.
In his previous life, he was ordinary, extremely ordinary. After more than ten years in Jueling Realm, he was still an ordinary boy in Sanhe Fort!
It is gold, and a diamond will naturally shine, but it is just a piece of scrap metal. How can it be prosperous in another world?
Oh, it can’t be said to be ordinary, at least his legs are really worthy of not many people his age!
That is to say, now that he has discovered the magic of Wushengzhu, Xu Luo's unwilling ambition deep in his heart has sprouted again.
Ridiculing himself in his heart, Xu Luo was full of expectations for the night hunt.
But he didn't notice that Uncle Cui looked at him with inexplicable meaning.
…
Cliff jumping sheep, as the name suggests, this group of people live on a cliff on the left side of Anmo Mountain.
Although this kind of spiritual creature has little attack power, it is alert and alert by nature, as if all its skill points are added to its four legs.
Not only is it lightning fast on flat ground, but it can also run as fast as flying on steep cliffs. It can be called one of the most difficult prey to catch in the Anmo Mountain area.
Not to mention, what the Six Spirits Festival needs is a cliff jumping sheep with spiritual knowledge.
Anmo Mountain at night lay on the ground like a ferocious beast whose head and tail could not be seen clearly. Uncle Cui sat quietly on the shaft of the car without saying a word.
Xu Luo leaned against the car behind him and looked around curiously.
The blood moon shrouded the earth, reflecting all kinds of strange shadows, with teeth and claws showing, just like monsters that were trying to choose people to devour.
Gu Gu, Gu...
From time to time, the sharp and strange roar of the ghost-faced owl could be heard in his ears, reminding Xu Luo that this was no longer the safe Sanhe Fort!
Before the Qingniu cart entered Anmo Mountain, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the path beside it.
Xu Luo's body tensed up, but when he saw Uncle Cui in front of him, he didn't even move, and he suddenly realized what he was doing.
The only people who can appear here now are people from Sanhe Fort. It seems to be the hunting team sent by the fort in advance.
Sure enough, under the hazy red light, Uncle Xu's familiar gloomy face appeared in front of them.
He looked at Xu Luo on the cart and was stunned for a moment, but he still nodded to him and then laughed loudly.
"Old Cui, you're here, the six of us followed closely all afternoon, and then followed the group of cliff jumping sheep to touch the lair of these beasts.
Others are still guarding there, should you rest first or go directly?"
Uncle Cui has no prestige in the entire Sanhe Fort.
Even if he became one of the only exorcists back then, he only had to change his title from Xiao Cui to Lao Cui.
Xu Luo knew that these people actually didn't mean any harm, but he still felt uncomfortable after hearing it.
Uncle Cui, who was sitting in front, already nodded and answered with a silly smile.
"Why don't you take a break? Aren't your brothers still feeding mosquitoes in the mountains? Just go ahead!"
In fact, before Uncle Xu finished speaking, he was already walking towards the path ahead to lead the way, as if he never thought that Uncle Cui would refuse.
Xu Luo sighed secretly, as expected it was like this again!
Uncle Cui patted the car's shaft lightly, and Qing Niu jumped forward, catching up with Uncle Xu in a few steps.
"Third brother, come up! Even if you are a mountain climber, Anmo Mountain is not easy to walk at night."
After Xu Sanshu got on the bus, the bus drove into the narrow mountain road, and Xu Luo finally saw the magic of the accompanying creatures up close.
The mountain road is rugged and winding, and the green ox cart is nearly two feet long and six feet wide, but it can be traversed sideways.
The four wheels, which were about half the height of a man, almost didn't stop when they encountered rocks, gravel, and broken trees.
At this moment, the green bull cart was like a locomotive with full power in later generations, turning into a stream of blue light in the dark mountains.
A long dragon of dust was dragged out from the narrow mountain road.
The whole body of the cart was filled with a layer of gleaming blue light, wrapping the three people crowded on the shaft of the cart.
Xu Luo didn't even feel any bumps.
He looked carefully and saw only a pale profile of Uncle Cui sitting in the middle.
But at this time, he was unusually honest and honest, with a cold and solemn face, and his eyes were staring at the surroundings like a hawk and dove, which was cold and terrifying.
In the Jueling Realm, Xu Luo had never heard of any Taoist, Buddha, Immortal or God, but at this moment, he was sure of it.
If there are practitioners in this world, they must be people like Uncle Cui.
Only such people can deal with those vicious evil things!
But Xu Luo seemed to be particularly unpopular with God, and he didn't even have the qualifications to open a spirit.
Xu Luo's eyes were fixed on the various scenery receding like shadows around him, and his mind seemed to be intoxicated by this scenery he had never seen before.
However, the lowered fists made the veins bulge...