In this way, Yan Zhengya tracked the weasel demon to Xiaozhou Mountain in the evening. At this time, Xiaozhou Mountain was gradually shrouded in darkness. On the winding mountain road, Yan Zhengya squatted on the ground to check something.
It's not wrong, this evil spirit is also mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.
How much wine did this weasel demon secretly drink from that person? Even if he stole someone else's wine to drink, why is he still so incompetent to fart in front of others? Is it strange that people don't hold grudges? Yan Zhengya complained in his heart and carefully identified the direction of the demonic energy.
, and then continue to go deep into Xiaozhou Mountain.
As Zhengya went deeper, another strange breath in the mountains caught his attention. This breath was different from the evil spirit, but more pure than the evil spirit. The color of the evil spirit was light red, and this breath,
It's black.
Instinctively telling her that there was a dangerous aura, Yan Zhengya immediately cheered up, spit out the dogtail grass in his mouth, and pinched two talismans from his chest in his hand.
The grass in front of me moved, and a yellow and white thing jumped out and disappeared quickly.
It was the little weasel demon! Zhengya was so happy that she quickly followed him.
A fire talisman flew forward in his hand, igniting the grass in front of him with a bang. Yan Zhengya jumped forward, and the peach wood sword behind him was unsheathed. With Yan Zhengya's control, it flew straight towards the weasel demon.
.
Seeing that the weasel demon was in a dilemma with a wooden sword in front of it and a fire talisman behind it, the demon lowered its front legs to the ground and let out a strange scream. Its belly expanded rapidly. With a loud noise, yellow smoke filled the surrounding area, and the stench was unbearable.
smell.
"F*ck!" Yan Zhengya quickly held her breath and farted whenever she disagreed. Do you have any qualities?
Yan Zhengya made a sword with his hands and used the Taomu Sword to chase the fleeing weasel demon again. He has been exterminating demons for many years and has seen too many such deceptive hallucinations. The Taomu Sword followed the demonic energy and flew all the way into the mountains.
go.
After chasing for about a stick of incense, the weasel demon seemed to be exhausted from running for his life. He looked back to see the distance of the mahogany sword while running wildly. He accidentally hit the sharp stone in front of him and screamed, falling unconscious. Oh, no.
, it’s a matter of being unconscious.
Yan Zhengya came next, opened the demon-subduing Qiankun bag at his waist, and put the weasel demon inside. He nodded with satisfaction, well, I got ten taels of silver. No, I have to let the weasel demon in front of the client.
The demon gave up and let it smell it. Alas, this is a little difficult. But it's not impossible. Forget it, don't think about it anymore, I'll figure out a way later.
It was getting later and later, so he took out his compass, determined the location of the mountain pass, and walked out slowly.
Just as he was walking more than a mile away from the mountain pass, the mahogany sword behind him trembled twice, and the faint evil aura immediately attracted Yan Zhengya's attention.
Is there a demon? Yan Zhengya raised his eyebrows slightly, followed the demon's aura, turned a corner, and groped down the valley.
The demonic aura was getting stronger, and Yan Zhengya's heart trembled. She took the peach wood sword in her hand. There was a deep grassland in front of her, and something was rustling in it.
He used the tip of his sword to open up the deep grass in front of him, and found a small black mass of something unknown nesting there.
Yan Zhengya tentatively poked it with his sword. With a bang, the black thing trembled violently, revealing a pink nose.
Both sides were startled, Zhengya shrank back, and her little pink nose jumped up in fear.
With this jump, Yan Zhengya saw clearly, this was a... pig?
That's right, a swarthy little pig with a pink nose and black beady eyes was looking at him with fright. It had a round body, four tiny trotters, and a curly little tail.
It turned out to be just an ordinary little black pig. Yan Zhengya was relieved, took a deep breath, and patted his heart.
The little black pig didn't even dare to move, and stayed nearby looking at Zhengya.