Three hundred and fiftieth chapters mountain paste
Yu Sheng felt relieved and was about to walk to the inn when he heard a "dong dong" sound coming from the west mountain.
The earth was shaking, making my heart panic.
The dog that was playing with the wolves was frightened, and rolled and crawled towards the stone bridge.
Uncle Shi and the others who were standing under the shade of the tree stood up and stood on the stone bridge with Yu Sheng, looking at the direction of the sound coming from the west mountain.
The young monk and the rooster also came out.
They looked solemn. A group of mountain wolves had already made the town uneasy. If another group of monsters came, the town might not be able to live in it anymore.
The dog got under Yu Sheng's feet before he had time to peek out.
The pack of wolves chasing the dog stayed where they were, letting the dog escape and staring blankly at the direction from which the sound came.
The billowing dust and smoke first rose up, covering the mountains and forests, and then spread to the sky, with a huge momentum, like the end of the world.
Soon, a seal pig appeared in the field of vision, coming down from Xishan Avenue and rushing towards the town with a "dong dong".
This seal is as big as an elephant, and its tusks are like two curved spears, shining coldly in the sun.
There is also a monster sitting on top of the seal, with a strong body and thorny muscles, and a pig's head on its neck, which is red, as if it has been scalded with boiling water.
Behind the two pigs, a group of pigs emerged from the dust and smoke, including wild boars and large pigs like pigs, running wildly from Xishan Avenue.
The mountain wolf that had just been chasing the dog stayed on the east-west road. After seeing a group of pigs running wildly, it did not wait for the white wolf to howl and burrowed into the bamboo forest with all its strength.
Some were frightened and froze in place, being knocked away by the charging group of pigs and turned into minced meat or trampled into meat cakes.
The mountain paste on the pig's back did not chase the fleeing mountain wolves. Instead, after approaching the town, he waved his hand to slow down the pigs.
It was still running like thunder just now, but with a wave of Shan Yao's hand, the world suddenly became quiet.
By this time, Yu Sheng could clearly see the monster's face. He had a beak and big ears on his pig head, and two fangs protruding from the base of both sides.
What made Yu Sheng look at it twice was its ears, which were trimmed into lace.
"Shangao." Bai Gaoxing whispered to Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng nodded, needless to say, he knew that this thing was designated as the "Bajie" who chased the mountain wolf out of the mountain.
Different from the portrait in the "Monster Manual", this mountain paste is much stronger and does not hold an ax in his hand.
Under the stone bridge archway, the people of the town were confronting the mountain paste. The air was very quiet, and occasionally the sound of the wind could be heard.
Soon, Shan Yao moved, and he patted the pig under his buttocks. The elephant-sized pig lay down and let Shan Yao jump down.
"Why, do you want to create a unique sword bag town?" Ye Zigao said, puzzled by Shan Yao's actions.
At this time, the black girl who heard the commotion squeezed to the front, "Wow, there are so many pigs." She exclaimed, "Now some of them are eaten."
Her favorites are the Inn's pork head and sauced pig's trotters.
"Humph", Shan Yao, who was about to lean over, heard her speak, glared at her with his small black eyes, and made a sound like a pig's snort.
Because of this distraction, the sole of his foot stepped on a rake, and the tilted wooden pole hit Shan Yao between his legs.
They were a little far apart and couldn't hear the sound, but all the men watching invariably added a sound effect to him, "hiss".
Yu Sheng couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Haha, now I don't need to use my sword to cut off my descendants."
"Humph", Shan Yao snorted again, grabbed the handle of the rake which was still close to his crotch with one hand, put it on Feng Zhu's back again, and narrowed his eyes towards the town.
Seeing that the mountain paste remained calm even after being hit by the rake, Ye Zi said: "This grandson is either an iron crotch or a eunuch, the shopkeeper's natural nemesis."
"Go away, I'm not a castrator." Yu Sheng said.
While they were discussing each other for the rest of their lives, Feng Zhi Shang Shan Gao's eyes became cold.
He raised the rake, swung it hard, and shouted: "Brothers, grab money, grab grain, and grab women."
Shocked by the loud shouting, Yu Sheng and the others stared blankly at Shan Gao, "Fuck, this grandson has such a loud voice." Yu Sheng said.
The air became quiet again, and the people in the town looked at each other, staring at each other, with big eyes and small eyes, and they could hear the sound of the wind blowing.
"What's going on?" Black Girl said, she was also preparing to watch the big scene of Ten Thousand Pigs charging.
Shan Yao was also puzzled. He looked back at the group of pigs and saw them staying in place, not moving an inch, looking at Shan Yao, waiting for his order.
Soon, Shanjiao realized that what he had just shouted was in human language, which the pigs could not understand.
Reluctantly, Shan Yao raised the rake again and shouted again in the pig language of "Heng Heng Haw". The previous momentum was gone.
The silence was immediately broken. After hearing Shan Gao's command, the group of pigs suddenly started up, like a time chariot, crushing everything into powder.
The seal under Shan Gao's crotch also moved and rushed towards the stone bridge very quickly, just like an out-of-control truck.
With such an indomitable momentum, even with the sword bag in front, the people in front of the town invariably retreated.
For the rest of his life, a thought suddenly came to his mind, "If this pig is slaughtered, the pig's head will have to be eaten for a long time."
The two pig heads sealed together took a long enough time to eat, but this one was more than ten sealed together, and compared to domestic pigs, the meat of these monster beasts is more delicious.
Ye Zigao, who retreated, reminded Yu Sheng: "Shopkeeper, even if the pig is beaten to death, it will hit you if its momentum does not decrease."
I haven't heard it for the rest of my life, and I'm still counting the pig's head with my fingers.
Hei Niu admired him and said, "You are indeed a great man. His face did not change even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him."
When the King of the East Wasteland slashed Mount Tai with his sword, Hei Niu's mother was also present. The latter often boasted that she never blinked.
Feng Zhu led the group of pigs to the stone bridge in a blink of an eye. The sword pouch suddenly burst into bright light, and countless sword shadows struck at the mountain paste and wild boars on the stone bridge.
"Poof, poof", countless blood flowers bloomed, but no one was happy.
Because everyone saw that when the sword energy fell on Shan Yao, it did not cause any injuries, and even the sword energy that fell towards Feng Zhu was resisted by him.
"Shopkeeper, run quickly." Bai happily shouted, seeing Fengzhu rushing through the archway carrying the mountain paste safely and unharmed.
He didn't need to remind him that Yu Sheng had come to his senses and ran away without even bothering to count the pork heads.
But it was too late, a beast that was comparable to a high-speed out-of-control truck came behind Yu Sheng in the blink of an eye.
Yu Sheng could even feel the stench of its breath on his neck.
"That trick I learned from a page of books." At the critical moment, Aunt Qing, who was leaning at the door of the inn, said softly.
The sound rang in Yu Sheng's ears, but it was deafening and made Yu Sheng calm down for an instant.
He moved his arms like a fish swimming, and when he turned around, the moment Feng Zhu touched him, he suddenly released his palm.
There was a loud "bang", and Feng Zhu, who had just been rushing forward, flew out with his whole body and fell on the stone bridge.
It whined and tried to stand up several times, but all failed. Blood soon flowed from its nostrils and eyes, and it was in mourning.
The mountain paste on the seal was safe and sound.
After Feng Zhu flew away, he jumped up and landed heavily in front of Yu Sheng. He still held the rake in his hand and looked at Yu Sheng up and down with his small eyes.
"Sir, I'm here to help you." The black girl rushed up.
She whispered in Yu Sheng's ear: "Sir, I heard what Yi said just now, this grandson is the descendant of the mountain god."
The mountain gods merged into the mountain god of Yan Mountain in the Donghuang Mountains, and the King of Donghuang couldn't cut him open with a single sword.
This mountain ointment obviously integrates this talent of the mountain god, which is why the sword bag and sword energy cannot kill him.
"Hey, be polite, don't talk about your grandson, I am your grandson?" Shan Yao, who was staring at Yu Sheng, turned to the black girl and said.