pertwk Chapter 2361 Cut off the beard
Chapter 2361 Cut off the beard
Chapter 2361 Cut off the beard
The creature that was cursing it was a tall gibbon with a blood-red back and a malfunctioning right arm, clearly indicating that it had suffered a serious injury.
It and the rest of the monsters advanced, concealed in the bushes.
No sooner had he finished speaking than several streaks of light rained down from mid-air, faster than arrows, riddling the roe deer with bullets.
"Lingshan is catching up, hurry!" The long-armed ape risked swinging on a swing and leaped across a two-zhang square open space. Immediately, two flying swords followed, relentlessly pursuing him like a leech.
Here we go again. The long-armed ape used two tricks to finally shake off the flying sword.
The cultivators appearing in the Panlong Wasteland are getting stronger and stronger. It had only managed to defeat two before it was seriously injured, and now its vision was blurring, and its strength was almost completely drained away with its blood.
Ha, just wait and see, Her Majesty the Mother will teach these ignorant fools a lesson sooner or later!
It said urgently, "Let's go to the woods behind the inn! Once we get to the black soil, we'll be safe!"
The blackened land is an extension of the Earth Mother's senses; events that occur on the black soil are difficult to conceal from her. Furthermore, the demons of Jade Capital City are strengthened when they fight within the black soil's range.
As long as they escape to the black soil, Mother Earth will sense that they are being hunted by cultivators, and reinforcements will arrive soon.
However, there was a large open space between the bushes and the post station. The demons had no choice but to grit their teeth and rush over.
During this process, three more monsters were defeated.
The gibbon was also injured, but it managed to lead its three subordinates into the woods behind the White Wall Station. The dense forest blocked out all the light, with only a sliver of sunlight occasionally reaching the ground.
The cultivators in the heavens also had their eyesight blocked, which gave the long-armed ape a chance to catch its breath.
They hurriedly darted into the depths of the forest, when suddenly the last row of earthen walls at Baiyuan Station moved!
The houses here aren't built in a straight line. Decades ago, the development of Baiyuan Station was done privately, lacking overall planning, resulting in some buildings being quite abstract. Later, the government took over, and construction and management became increasingly standardized. As a result, after several rounds of additions, the older buildings ended up at the back of the list.
These old houses are dilapidated and can only be used as storage rooms or firewood sheds at best. The exterior walls are covered with moss, the tiles are not neatly arranged, and the whole area is shaded by trees, never seeing the sun.
So the monsters passed by the old house without even glancing at them.
We're trying to escape; we don't have time for that.
So they failed to notice that one of the short, fat, and round houses suddenly moved.
"Whoosh," came a strange sound from behind.
The gibbon turned its head, but saw no enemy, though it was missing one of its men.
"Where are the white dog and the deer?"
The wolverine looked to the side: "I don't know, they were still there before I turned around..."
No sooner had it finished speaking than a shadow swept past it from the side, as fast as the wind. The wolverine immediately shut its mouth, for its head had been severed.
It fell so naturally, like a speck of dust returning to the ground.
There's an ambush in this forest! Lingshan is truly despicable! The long-armed ape's heart tightened, and he stopped, looking left and right, fully alert.
Just then, it saw a low house open its mouth and smile at it.
It had such a big mouth that when it smiled it stretched all the way to the back of its ears.
Just as it felt a chill run down its spine, a red shadow came rushing towards it, like a dark red ribbon. The gibbon didn't have time to think and rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the red ribbon, which grazed its arm and silently left a small dent in the ground.
Only then did it realize that what was behind it wasn't a low house at all, but clearly a huge snail shell!
Snails? But...
It had lived for hundreds of years and had never seen a snail with such thick legs. And the red ribbon that flew down to catch it just now—that was this thing's tongue!
Is that how its companions died?
The gibbon, not wanting to fight, turned and fled.
It must go back and report to Mother Earth, those cunning cultivators of Mount Ling... Ah!
A dozen or so breaths later, three yellow-billed geese flew overhead. Several sorcerers jumped down from their backs and stood at Baiyuan Station, looking around. The sword that had wounded the roe deer was in its scabbard behind them. The leader said, "Junior brother, didn't you sense a dozen or so monsters here just now?"
He held a wooden staff in his hand, with a small yellow and white snake coiled at the top, flicking its tongue at him.
"Oh, they were all gathered together... and then disappeared?"
This time, the little snake flicked its tongue towards the ground. It could spot life in the forest from high above, not with X-ray vision, but by sensing the energy emanating from living creatures.
The man walked into the woods, bent down and touched the ground; his fingertips were covered in sticky sap.
"It's a monster too, probably rescued by the Earth Mother." He sighed. "What a pity, we almost caught up with the leader."
The little snake raised its head again.
"Oh, there's the aura of a Heavenly Demon? The Heavenly Demon and the Earth Mother are indeed in cahoots! Capture these little ones and take them back for interrogation. Immortal Master Sihai has been urging us several times."
The long-armed ape's henchmen were still in the open, too badly injured to get up. They grabbed their captives and flew away again on geese.
……
After the cultivators left, the snail-toad emerged from behind the White Wall Station and slowly began munching on the grass.
It had rained not long ago, and colorful poisonous mushrooms grew in this dark forest, each one tasting different to the snail-toad. When it was enjoying its meal, it would shake its head and sway its two tentacles wildly back and forth.
But inside the snail toad's belly, several prisoners were tied up in a row.
The long-armed ape glared at the person before it: "Our Mother is sweeping across the entire wasteland! If you dare to lay a hand on us, she will not let you off!"
"Really? Who are you to Mother Earth?" Dong Rui smiled and waved his hand, and the Ghost Ape pushed over a tool cart with three layers, each layer filled with all sorts of tools, neatly arranged and gleaming.
Some of these tools were familiar to the gibbon, while others were completely new to them, but their terrifying purpose was immediately apparent.
The ghost ape casually grabbed a spiked club and pointed it at the long-armed ape, which was speechless.
This stick is huge! It's thicker than its hind leg!
Dong Rui pressed down on the ghost ape's hand: "This won't do. I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand it and will die as soon as it's hit."
Before the long-armed ape could even breathe a sigh of relief, he picked up a black and white rapier, at least as long as a human forearm, with a barb at the tip.
"Come on, let's try this first." Dong Rui said with a kind and amiable expression. "What were you doing at Baiyuan Station? Why were those cultivators chasing you?"
The ghost ape glanced at the rapier, then at the spiked club in its own hand. Was there a difference? It actually felt that the tool in its master's hand was more insidious.
Before half a cup of tea could be brewed, the gibbon shouted, "Stop! Stop stabbing me! Stop! I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!"
He felt like he was being riddled with holes. His body was already exhausted after the serious injury, and now he was even more unable to keep up.
Dong Rui regretfully tossed aside Aunt Zhu's short thorns and clapped his hands. This guy couldn't even make it past the first round; he's useless.
(End of this chapter)