Taoist chanting

Chapter 326

"Why hasn't she come out yet? It's been five days and she hasn't shown a single face. What does she mean? Hey, the vixen is not honest, Lord, do you think she will quietly touch the other exit and take The treasure has already slipped away?"

The donkey didn't have a good impression of the fox girl, so he kept thinking about making up the fox girl.

When he was in Yelanggou, he saw the fox girl digging out bloody animal whips with a short blade, which left a lingering shadow in his heart, so he didn't want to see the fox girl, and he didn't even point his butt towards the fox girl.

After Zhang Wenfeng finished eating the crispy and tender grilled fish, he picked up the bamboo tube and slowly sipped the fish soup.

A little salt is sprinkled in the soup, and wild onions found by the stream are added, which has a strong fragrance and a special taste.
"No. Lu Zijin, don't talk about people behind their backs. This is not what a gentleman does."

After being reprimanded by the temple master, the donkey muttered: "She's not human, she's a vixen, and I'm not a gentleman, I'm a donkey, what's the matter behind my back..."

Seeing the master put down the bamboo tube, stopped drinking the soup, and sat upright to reason, the donkey hurriedly changed the topic: "My lord, are you not tired of eating fish with such a strong fishy smell every day? I can't smell it. I'm tired of it, why don't we go far away today, and I'll help you kill a rabbit to eat?"

At this time, it does not want to listen to the main principles of the watcher.

It wants to drink, it wants to scold its old cripple, it wants the son of the mountain badger, and there is a little sprite who can talk sweetly.

It thought of everyone in the Taoist temple, including the earth spirit on the back mountain who was not easy to deal with.

The longer time passed, the more restless its heart became.

I don't know if the second senior brother and the little ghost have sprinkled all the spiritual grass seeds?How are the seedlings doing?
Since May last year, it has longed for large tracts of spiritual grass, the kind that can't be eaten up. It wants to lie down and roll in the spiritual grass. It's beautiful to think about it.

After watching the donkey wagging its tail for a while, Zhang Wenfeng glanced back at the misty valley hundreds of feet away.

He guessed that the fox girl was in seclusion and would not come out in a short time.

There may be a lot of space in the valley, so you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and he can also see that the donkey is restless.

"I packed up the tools, and later we will walk upstream along the stream to see the two large waterfalls hanging from the clouds and enjoy the spectacular scenery."

"Wow, wow, that waterfall looks very interesting from a long distance, it's time to go and see it."

The donkey is very excited, it is restless.

It's really boring to wait for it in this place and not be able to practice lightning.

After drinking the soup, he cleaned the bamboo tubes, bamboo chopsticks, spider shells and other items and put them back in the cave. After closing the stone gate of the cave, Zhang Wenfeng went upstream with the impatient donkey with a rough skin bag containing flint and salt hanging from his waist.

The two huge rocks near the mountain stream near Guidan Valley are some kind of marks left by the fox monster clan.

The fox girl said that Guidan Valley is in the middle of two huge waterfalls, but there is still some distance between them. Looking from the direction of the two huge rocks, Guidan Valley is indeed in the middle of the two waterfalls in the distance.

The stream is clear, and the water's edge is covered with large and small pebbles.

After winding up for about two miles, a small river of seven or eight feet wide, heading east, lies in front of it, and the river is rushing rapidly.

Looking upstream and the rocks on the opposite bank for a while, Zhang Wenfeng said: "This small river should be formed by the water flowing down from the waterfall. Let's go around the river and go westward for a while. The river turns sharply there, just be careful that there are monsters around. "

The donkey was also observing, and shouted: "There should be no danger in this place during the day. There are birds singing everywhere in the woods. Let's come back before the sun goes down."

Having said that, walk with caution.

On the grass on the left side of the turn, a group of wild sheep with long horns on their heads were also found, which were not small in size.

The wild sheep watched vigilantly the man and the donkey by the river, bleating a few times.

"Monastery Lord, you are blessed. When you come back, I will mix with the sheep and help you hunt a head and roast it at night."

The donkey volunteered to be an undercover hunting agent, and refused to let it do anything. He panicked and said, "Since there are sheep here, I guess there are no powerful monsters. At most, there are ordinary wolves or other wild animals that eat meat."

Zhang Wenfeng was also quite relieved. It was a group of ordinary wild sheep, and the survival of them meant that the danger here was not great.

Turning around the stone mountain, the river became very narrow, and there was a huge rumbling sound.

The huge waterfall that poured from the sky fell into the deep pool, and the splashed water was as high as ten feet. The water was dense, and the vegetation was green and wet. Except for the roar of the waterfall, there were almost no other sounds.

Zhang Wenfeng looked up and saw that the rock wall was steep, and the top of the mountain could not be seen under the clouds and fog.

Compared with the uncanny workmanship of nature, the individual is extremely small.

The donkey leaped across the rapids and deep ravine, which was less than four feet wide, and shouted: "The view here is wider, eh, no, why does it feel that the waterfall is farther away..."

Before it finished speaking, Zhang Wenfeng also jumped to the opposite side and landed on the rock.

Seeing the waterfall in full view, hanging far away, Zhang Wenfeng paused in his heart, and hurriedly looked to the opposite side. The mist covered his sight, and there was nothing on the other side. He heard the sound of water splashing from the deep and steep canyon below. .

He hurriedly held down the donkey who was anxious to jump back.

"Don't be impatient, let's go downstream along the water, maybe we can find a way out."

Zhang Wenfeng comforted the donkey who caused the trouble, even if the donkey didn't jump over, he would still be fooled, this place looks peaceful, who would have expected that there would be such a trap across a river?
I don't know who arranged it?
He suspected that he jumped into a formation similar to Xiaotiandi. Except for the hanging waterfall half covered by mist in the distance, the other mountains, rocks, forests, grasslands, and grasslands were not what he saw on the other side. If he didn't find the right way out, he wanted to jump. It was estimated to be impossible in the past.

It is likely to fall into the abyss and be smashed to pieces.

Danger is hard to guard against.

They jumped into a huge pit.

Therefore, in addition to strength, knowledge and luck are also very important on the road of practice.

"Monastery Lord, look, there are dead bones, there are many dead bones in the forest."

The donkey screamed, "Could it be that there are powerful monsters, or ghosts hiding in the woods?"

Zhang Wenfeng stood still, staring at the sparse forest more than [-] feet away on the left. Among the chaotic rocks, there were many bones lying down, including various beasts, bird bones, and a small amount of human bones.

"It wasn't caused by monsters. All the bones are well preserved and there are no signs of biting."

Zhang Wenfeng thought about it and came to a conclusion: "I suspect that there are ghosts lurking here. Don't be afraid. What do I do, the Lord? I specialize in catching ghosts. It doesn't dare to show up during the day, but it will be at night. Let's find a place to stay first."

He gave the donkey a wink.

The donkey understood and continued to follow the direction of the Lord.

I walked around the rocky mountain with a radius of about three miles. Except for a man and a donkey, I didn't see a living creature, not even a bird.

I don't have time to go into the forest or climb the mountain to investigate.

The donkey was very worried and muttered: "My lord, there are no wild vegetables in this land except for grass. The surrounding canyons are covered by fog. You can only hear the sound of water, but you can't see the surface of the water. You can't even catch fish. You can't find it." What should I do if I have something to eat?"

"Don't worry, there is a way."

Seeing that it was getting late and the sun was setting to the west, Zhang Wenfeng was busy cutting down trees.

Split the wood into firewood and pile it behind a large rock in the south, and spread the dead branches and leaves found on the stone to dry.

As dusk approached, he struck a fire with flint and steel.

If he doesn't eat two meals a day, he won't die from starvation. He has to keep his spirits up and deal with the dangers that may arise at night.

Time passed slowly, the night was dark and the stars were shining brightly, and no one was in the mood to talk.

The bonfire was blown by the night wind, and from time to time sparks "cracked" and exploded.

In the middle of the night, there was a strange sound of "woo-woo" from the forest on the mountain, and some dark green lights were floating towards the south.

The eerie atmosphere made the donkey's skin tense.

It doesn't have lightning techniques to use, and it doesn't know how to kill ghosts, kick it with hooves?

What should the ghost do?
Rolling around on the donkey is definitely not going to work, hey, why did it jump into this ghost place out of curiosity, is it fascinated by ghosts?

Smelling the cold ghost air, Zhang Wenfeng didn't let down his vigilance. They were just some ghosts and wandering spirits. He could easily deal with them standing still. What he had to guard against were the high-level old ghosts who commanded the low-level ghosts.

This place is so weird, it's hard to say that there are no powerful things guarding it.

When the ghosts swarmed to the front, the sound of scriptures, accompanied by the crackling of the bonfire, resounded in the night sky.

What surprised Zhang Wenfeng was that he usually relied on the sound of scriptures to save ghosts, but this time he unexpectedly lost his special charm. All the low-level ghosts were completely indifferent, and they were not afraid of the flames, and they flew towards a person and a donkey.

Vitality is just what they need to nourish.

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