Along the road, you can see a little boy crying and stopping along the road. It was a dog.
"What happened?"
As the clothes fluttered, Fang Xi and the other two had already surrounded the dog.
"Wuwuwu...you go and save the boss! The boss is entangled by monsters!" Gou'er saw Fang Xi and the other two, and rushed up like he saw a savior.
"What? Another monster?" Mu Canglong burst out: "What kind of monster?"
"Wuuu... no... I don't know... I can't see it at all, the boss was bleeding, and there were Xiaoyun, Xiaoshu..."
The dog cried so hard that it was too angry.
"Could it be...again another 'demon'!"
Mu Canglong looked solemn.
"No! It's definitely not a demon!" Fatty Han calmed down and analyzed: "I, Old Han, once read an ancient book, which said, "The two demons don't meet each other", which means that they will only appear within a region.
A demon! And there is already a demon tree in Black Stone City. What Zhang Junming encountered should be a relatively special demon!"
"Is it a demon?"
Fang Xi touched his chin.
If Zhang Junming met another demon, he would definitely turn around and leave without saying a word.
But the monster is different.
He had originally planned to hunt monsters and sell meat!
The cultivation of this "Changchun Jue" has not made any progress. It seems that it is time to buy elixirs and practice with the help of elixirs.
And this requires spirit stones, many spirit stones!
"Master Mu, take Dog'er back to the convoy, I'll go and have a look with Fatty Han!" Fang Xi thought for a while and made a decision immediately.
"Why is it me, Old Han?" Fatty Han's face was a little depressed.
"Of course it's because you are stronger." Fang Xi laughed and said that even if you encounter danger, this meat mountain can block disasters and has a larger goal than him. If you don't choose him, would you choose Mu Canglong?
...
In the jungle.
Blood stains are everywhere on the rhizomes of the knotted ancient trees.
Fang Xi's brow moved and pulled a piece of fabric from the tree branch.
"It was worn by Zhang Junming!"
Fatty Han pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the oily sweat from his face: "It seems that Zhang Junming is no longer lucky. Brother Fang, why don't we go first? This place is so cunning."
"Yes... the invisible monster is quite interesting."
Fang Xi thought, "Maybe... the other party has not left after hunting?"
Thinking of this, he secretly used the Changchun Art to let the two silk wood attribute magic power enter their eyes.
This is the spiritual eye technique of the cultivator!
Of course, spiritual eyes that have not undergone special cultivation do not have much effect in the world of immortal cultivation. They are mainly used by ordinary people to find items with spiritual energy.
But is it in Daliang?
Demonic flesh and so on are also quite rich in spiritual energy.
A green light flashed in Fang Xi's eyes, and he glanced around.
Suddenly, his body suddenly stopped.
I saw a translucent monster lying among the ancient trees beside Fatty Han!
The other party seemed to be made of glass, coming and going in the jungle without a trace, and a tongue had slowly hanged down to Fatty Han.
"A bad beast!"
Fang Xi's tongue burst into spring thunder and punched Fatty Han.
"ah!"
Caught off guard, Fatty Han subconsciously used his "Swallowing Heavenly Technique" defense with all his might. Then he felt an extremely long thing wrap around his waist, with mucus and stench.
"I'll just pick it up, what's this?"
He roared angrily, and his body swelled up like a ball, which actually forced the monster's tongue to spread.
At the same time, Fang Xi also punched the monster, and Hunyuan's energy exploded!
Bang!
Several powerful explosions caused green blood to splatter.
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded.
At this time, Fatty Han discovered that a monster like glass was tilted upside down on the ground, gradually returning to its dark green color...
This monster is ten feet long, which is more than three meters long. It has sharp limbs, scales, and a pair of eyeballs that protrude and rotate very vividly. There is also a circle of umbrella-shaped collar membrane at the neck. It looks very majestic from a distance.
"What a big chameleon monster!"
Fang Xi didn't know why, but when he saw the other party's scarf-like membrane, he suddenly thought of the dog's protective collar, and suddenly he wanted to laugh: "Hahaha... Fatty Han, you almost sent the meat to your door just now!
”
I have to say that this fat man is quite qualified as a meat shield.
In his sight, there was a huge blood hole on the back of the chameleon demon, surrounded by scattered green scales.
"Damn it, I almost fell for a fall today."
Fatty Han also had a vicious aura on his face: "Old Han wants to eat this monster meat tonight!"
In the midst of his roar, his huge body suddenly jumped up and fell down like Mount Tai: "Swallowing the Sky Palm!"
Fang Xi shook his head: "You are afraid you can't eat it!"
While speaking, he cooperated with Fatty Han's attack.
This monster is actually not very strong, it can hide its body and come and go without a trace, so it is very difficult.
However, after Fang Xi broke the "Invisibility Technique", it became average.
Not long after, it fell to the sky, fell to the ground, and turned into a corpse.
Fang Xi was not polite, so he took out a dagger, directly blew the monster open, and found Zhang Junming's broken body.
"Uh...it seems that I can't eat it..."
Fatty Han shook his head, a little regretful.
"Oh... I didn't expect that saying goodbye early this morning would be a perfect success! However, if I didn't see Xiaoyun's body, maybe I ran away?"
Fang Xi suddenly felt a little impermanent in life.
After all, it was a matter of getting to know each other. He and Fatty Han buried Zhang Junming's body, and then sent Fatty Han to leave first.
After confirming that Fatty Han left, Fang Xi slapped the storage bag and took out the ghost-headed knife. He had a look of excitement on his face: "The skin of this monster should be able to make some special magic weapons... and flesh and
The bones are good, you can sell some spirit stones."
At this moment, he thanked the baby boy in his heart again.
If it weren't for the storage bag sponsored by this old iron, it would be a bit troublesome to hide the corpse of this chameleon monster.
...
Convoy.
"Don't worry... Senior brother is a martial arts master, he is already a martial arts master, and he will definitely bring your boss back."
Mu Piaomiao is comforting the dog.
Suddenly, a meat mountain flew slowly in the distance and landed in front of the dog.
"Where is my boss?" Gou'er asked immediately.
"Dead!"
Fatty Han sighed and handed the blood-stained piece of clothing to the dog.
The dog suddenly cried and passed out.
"This is true in life, let's take a little more attention..." Fatty Han shook his head and went back to his carriage to enjoy himself.
Well, after a carriage came out, he called his concubines to his carriage, forcing everyone to admire his horse pulling the carriage, which was simply a divine horse!
"The master is back!"
Fatty Han returned to the carriage and was immediately surrounded by several pink arms.
"hey-hey……"
He took out a bottle of fine wine from under the seat and took a sip: "Well... I'm back."
The eyes narrowed comfortably, leaving only a gap:
‘That Fang Xi definitely has a secret, but it’s not my Lao Han’s business.’
‘Only happy and carefree, you can keep your health and live a long life… I am not greedy, I am not greedy, I can be a beautiful wife and concubine every day, eat and drink enough, just be happy, just be happy…’
...
Not long after, Fang Xi also returned to the convoy.
"Start and keep going!"
He looked at the crowd of the convoy and issued an order.
The team moved forward slowly, and Fang Xi came to Gou'er: "Do you still have a place to go?"
"Not..."
The dog'er's eyes were dull and looked ahead.
"Then let's go to Sanyuan City with us. I recommend you to join the Baiyun Martial Arts Hall. You can always make a living!"
Fang Xi was ready to throw the burden to Mu Piaomiao without any burden.
Anyway, when Mu Canglong arrives in Sanyuan City, he is likely to continue to open a martial arts school due to his livelihood.
"By the way, do you have a name?"
"No!" Gou'er replied.
"Then I'll give you one, just follow Zhang Junming, your surname is Zhang... As for the name? The emperor's tyranny is chatting and laughing, and it's a drunk life... and it's called Zhang Zui... No, Zhang is drunk! ”
"Zhang?" Gou'er thought for a while, then he focused: "My name is Zhang Ming!"
"Yeah, very good!"
Fang Xi nodded and suddenly felt that Zhang Junming had a little continuation in the world.
This is exactly what the ancients pursued.
‘Haha…It’s a pity that this continuation is just false!’
‘What kind of family, bloodline, spirit continuation, and the reputation in history... are not as good as living in history!’
‘I must build the foundation and enjoy immortality!’
Fang Xi's eyes were faint, but he became more determined in his ambitions.
...
A few days later.
Qingzhushan Market.
Fang Xi returned to the shanty town as usual.
The incense of the three days has long dissipated, and along the way, I have not noticed any panic.
After all, people often die outside the market, and everyone is used to it.
As long as the dead are not important people, they will be forgotten very quickly.
‘What’s more... Baiqiaolou is looking for a fierce and evil man who sells Tai Sui meat. I have something to do with me, Xiao Lingnong?’
Fang Xi searched for a circle of news and felt relieved.
However, Chen Ping next door was not here, probably either went into seclusion or went to bother with fellow Daoist Lu.
Fang Xi didn't care about him, and thought about it and went straight to Di Qi.
"What? Fellow Daoist Fang, you actually killed a monster?"
Di Qi looked up and down at Fang Xi, as if he wanted to get to know this Lingnong again.
"It's just that I'm lucky. This monster is not strong either..."
Fang Xi smiled shyly: "The bodies are all in my house, I'll take them to see..."
Of course, he would not expose the storage bag in front of Di Qi, so he directly placed the divided monster meat at home.
Di Qi came to Fang Xi's wooden house and saw the pieces of beast meat and white bones. He finally believed it: "Fellow Daoist is really lucky... Are you planning to... sell it?"
"yes!"
Fang Xi rubbed his hands, as if he was a little difficult to say: "I dare not go to the market to show off, but I can only ask fellow Taoists to deal with it. If fellow Taoists are willing, I can give it to fellow Taoists. The cost is made!”
‘This deal is done!’
Di Qi's eyes lit up immediately. His family had this need, and he could also be regarded as a small merit if he took it back.
The key is... you can get money from both ends!
He immediately became energetic: "What grade is this monster? How much pounds are it?"
"About the first-class low-quality...there are three or four hundred kilograms of meat, and the bones are counted separately... As for the leather, I'll leave it."
Fang Xi answered frankly.
Even Lingnong is more reasonable to be lucky enough to kill a monster.
After all, who can tell the truth about luck?
Anyway, he was not going to sell the second monster through Di Qi.