"I've had something nourishing again, hehe... hahahaha—"
Outside, the neck bells jingled for a while and then suddenly stopped. The old donkey braked his hooves, and under inertia, the toad that was rubbing its webbed feet and licking its tongue tilted its body and hit the wooden wall of the compartment flatly, with its face squeezed out of shape.
'That woman's...'
The Toad Taoist moved his mouth, propped himself up and sat up. He rubbed his face, then panted and stuck his head out to look at the disciple in front of Old Donkey.
"Liangsheng, why did you stop?"
Not far in front of the donkey's head, the scholar with his back to him had the moon in his hand shaking slightly. In the direction the figure in green and white robe was looking, the wind blew across his handsome cheeks, and the hair on his forehead swayed slightly.
"Master, please go back to the cubicle first."
The Toad Taoist was stunned for a moment, then he heard his disciple's rare serious tone. He stood on tiptoe, held the small door and stretched his body to look over there. He saw four naked figures with bruised faces and noses standing around a big pot.
Puff puff puff!
The flame was burning, the water in the big pot was boiling and tumbling, the fragrance of noodles and vegetables wafted from the steam. Four scholars, bare-chested and covered in dust, broke the vegetables in their hands and threw them into the pot, looking at each other with their heads lowered.
"I'm almost done with the cutting. What should I do next?"
"… I don't know. You can't let the four of us in, right?"
"Well... there doesn't seem to be any staple food in there."
"Don't talk, the four of us are just..."
The air was filled with boiling hot steam. Four shirtless scholars with bitter faces gathered around the iron pot. They looked at each other and threw food into the pot to cook.
Snap...
Suddenly, there was a sound of dry grass being stepped on. Among the four people, Wang Feng subconsciously shrank his neck and looked in horror in the direction of the sound. He saw that it was a scholar and an old donkey. The muscles on his face twitched with excitement, the corners of his bruised mouth opened and closed, tears were rolling in his eyes, he raised his finger and said "ah" without uttering a word.
It took him a long while to utter a word.
"Lu Liangsheng..."
The other three hurriedly looked in the direction their brother was pointing, their lips trembling, and they felt aggrieved like a child and burst into tears.
“There’s help!”
"Lu Lang!" "Ah, we are saved—"
"Shh, keep your voice down, that demon..."
Wang Feng suddenly woke up, uttered a hiss, and quickly shook his head and pursed his lips towards the scholar standing in the scorching sun outside the forest, gesturing with his hand at the side of his leg to tell him not to come near.
On the other side, Lu Liangsheng naturally understood what he meant, but if he came over now, the monster must have noticed it, so it would be unnecessary for him to hide anymore.
As for the four scholars over there, he couldn't help but want to laugh out loud. How come they always had such bad luck as encountering a monster
Lu Liangsheng encountered this situation several times.
As he was thinking about it, he pushed the hilt of the sword with his right thumb, and the ancient sword body slowly came out of the sheath, making a soft hum. As soon as Yue Long came out of the sheath, he immediately started talking.
"Ah, I haven't come out to get some fresh air in a while. It feels good to fart."
"Master, are you in trouble again? Don't you have a toad? Throw him out and everything will be solved."
"Oh, yeah, where's the one singing in the temple? Hasn't he come out yet?"
Lu Liangsheng glanced at him sideways and flicked the sword with his index finger. Yue Long let out another comfortable moan of "Ah~". In the distance, the four people over there were still making anxious gestures to him.
The sun poured down into the woods, the breeze stirred the grass and trees, making a rustling sound, and from the shabby hut on the other side, there were heavy footsteps.
"Another scholar has arrived."
Hearing the harsh sound of grinding iron, Lu Liangsheng turned his gaze away, narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously tightened the scabbard.
Behind the wall of the dilapidated house over there, there was a figure as big as a mountain, even two heads taller than Monk Fajing, and taller than the thatched cottage next to it.
Even though the four scholars near the cauldron had seen this before, they were still so frightened that they collapsed, their legs trembling, and they huddled together.
Taoist Toad tightened the rope, stared at the giant monster whose figure was gradually becoming fatter, and snorted coldly.
"Humph, junior!"
He turned around suddenly, stretched out his webbed hands, grabbed the small door of the bookshelf compartment, and slammed it shut.
From behind, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer. The Taoist came running to the old donkey, panting. He was about to say, "Wait for me." But he caught a glimpse of a huge figure with long mouth and fangs, black hair, fat body and big ears, walking out of the shadows and standing in the dappled sunlight. He took a step back in fright.
Subconsciously, he said, "What a big wild boar... monster."
On the opposite side, the pig demon, whose round eyes seemed to be flashing with lightning and who had originally spoken, had his facial muscles twitching and his veins bulging and jumping.
"A stinky Taoist priest with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks!"
The black-haired pig demon stepped on the ground with its hoof, stirring up a circle of fallen leaves and dust. The pig's fangs opened wide and it took a deep breath. The surrounding woods swayed wildly, and the four scholars near the iron pot rolled on the ground and were sucked over.
Outside the forest, Lu Liangsheng and the Taoist priest used some magic spells to steady their bodies, their robes still fluttering in the wind.
"Old Sun, take care of those four people over there!"
"I knew you were being ordered around!" Sun Yingxian responded, raising his hand and casting out two yellow talismans. The cinnabar word 'Chi' on it lit up with magical light, and several hard bulges of soil rose up on the ground to stop the scholar who was about to be sucked away by the pig monster.
Here, Lu Liangsheng waved his sword and said, "Draw it out!"
With a clang, there was a long sound of metal humming, and Yuelong rushed out of the scabbard. A cold light flashed in the sunlight. Then, there was a bang, and the sound of metal clashing was heard, and a flame jumped up.
Yue Long exclaimed "Ouch" as if he had hit something hard, and flipped back into the air, with the tip of his sword hanging upside down and trembling slightly.
Hum~~
The pig demon snorted and lowered his thick arms. The opponent's sword could not break his fur at all. He twisted his neck, raised his feet and walked towards the scholar who was drawing the sword.
"This monster's skin and flesh are so strong?"
The Yuelong Sword had never failed since it gained spiritual awareness, but now it couldn't even pierce the pig monster's fur. Lu Liangsheng was stunned for a moment, suppressing his somewhat rapid breathing, and thinking quickly for a countermeasure.
The Taoist priest rescued the four people over there, and kept throwing out talismans in his hand, flying towards the pig demon that was striding towards him with big hooves. He only exploded a few small flames, burning some of the black hair on the other party's body, but he could do nothing else.
"Oh my god, is this wild boar a monster?!"
At this moment, Lu Liangsheng suddenly took off a scroll from his waist, poured magic power into it in his hands, threw it into the sky, changed seals with his fingers, and the magic power burst out of his body at that moment.
Pointing at the approaching monster.
"Subdue demons and monsters, borrow the power of heaven and earth—"
call-
A strong wind blew violently, making a rustling sound in the forest. The moment the black-haired pig demon that was coming over opened his eyes, he seemed to hear the sound of swords and horses in his flapping ears.
"A little illusion!"
The pig demon grinned and snorted. Just as he was about to move forward, he heard the sound of rapid and frantic galloping horses. He tilted his head suddenly and raised his arms instinctively.
A figure on a warhorse approached in an instant, the blade of a sword cut through the sunlight, roaring!
"How dare you, monster? Take Guan's sword!"
The next moment, a heavy blade, with a winding blue dragon pattern on it, made a buzzing sound as it passed through the air, turning into a dragon's roar, and angrily slashed at the pig monster's arms, sending out sparks.
Following the blade pressing on the arm, a figure holding a knife sat on a red warhorse, with majestic eyes, a face as red as a date, and wearing golden armor and a green robe.
Tap tap tap—
The iron hooves were churning, and two horses were rushing over from the left and right. A figure holding two swords was waving them while the horses' hooves were churning. On the other side, a 10-foot-long snake spear pierced the air, and a leopard-headed, bearded man roared like thunder.
"Accept your fate!"
Three figures and three weapons smashed towards the huge monster at the same time.