I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The little squirrel didn't know that Zhang Yangqing came here to find the circus. It chirped anxiously and kept gesturing with its little paws, indicating that there was danger ahead and wanted to take Zhang Yangqing to take a detour.

Zhang Yangqing originally wanted to say goodbye to it here, but he keenly noticed that the little squirrel seemed to be taking him somewhere.

After all, I saved its life, so maybe there will be some unexpected gains.

"Okay, you lead the way." Zhang Yangqing said with a smile.

The little squirrel immediately jumped up with joy and took Zhang Yangqing around the gloomy circus area and through a thorny path.

The fog around them grew thicker and thicker, and the air was filled with a light scent of grass and trees, completely different from the stench just now.

After passing several abandoned houses, an ancient park entangled by vines came into view.

There is basically no fog here and the view is very wide.

The iron fence of the park had long been rusted, and was covered with green vines and tiny white flowers.

The little squirrel quickly ran to a thick old tree outside the park, crawled into the tree hole, and after a while poked its head out again, holding a golden nut in its two little paws, and handed it to Zhang Yangqing like a treasure.

The nut is golden all over, with a surface as smooth as jade, and it glows with a warm luster under the moonlight.

The little squirrel's eyes sparkled as it looked at Zhang Yangqing expectantly, as if to say: This is for you! This is my best collection!

Zhang Yangqing took the nut, squeezed it gently, and found that it was not a fruit with energy, but just an ordinary nut, but of excellent quality.

Zhang Yangqing accepted the little squirrel's kindness.

Zhang Yangqing took it very quickly, just like a magic trick, and it disappeared from his hand in the instant he saw it.

Not to mention the little squirrel, even the most powerful maned monkey here didn't know how Zhang Yangqing did it. It was so fast that it was completely invisible.

Fortunately, there was no magician nearby, otherwise his defense might have been broken on the spot.

This kind of ghost hand is the basis of some strange acrobatics.

But this is not the point. The point is the park next to it. Perhaps this is the real purpose of the world of ghost stories for the chosen ones to come here.

Looking inside the park, there were more than a dozen corpses lying in a mess, some of which looked like humans and some looked like animals.

Most of them have turned into bones, while a few have rotted away for a short time.

They all faced toward the park, their fingers dug deep into the dirt, as if they were desperately trying to crawl in before they died.

What's even more bizarre is that various weapons are scattered around the corpses, including rusty machetes, broken bows and arrows, and even a few old-fashioned flintlock rifles.

Obviously, these people came fully armed, but they couldn't even cross the park gate and died tragically here.

He was very familiar with this scene, it was almost exactly the same as the park he had encountered in Fengrao City before.

A place like this, guarded by a powerful force, must contain rare treasures!

When the little squirrel saw Zhang Yangqing staring at the park, he immediately nervously tugged at his trouser leg, shook his head desperately, and made a "danger" gesture with his little paws.

Perhaps in its eyes, Zhang Yangqing is a good person, and it doesn't want anything to happen to Zhang Yangqing.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

Zhang Yangqing rubbed its little head, but his eyes were already fixed on the depths of the park.

The so-called knowing one's own limits means that one must let the pet go. There is no need for Zhang Yangqing to go in person.

In the past in Fengrao City, the two little monkeys needed time to practice. To decipher this kind of weird scene, Zhang Yangqing must take action personally.

Now that the maned monkey has made great progress in his training, the white-haired monkey is also able to protect itself, and with the help of the Monkey King, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Zhang Yangqing called the three monkeys to his side for a "meeting" and pointed to the depths of the park and said, "There must be treasures in here, but under normal circumstances you can't go in, otherwise you will become those corpses.

The three of you go observe and tell me the intelligence you have gathered and the method of entry you have determined. Remember, this is just observation, don't act rashly."

The Broken-Horned Goat was still hanging there pretending to be dead, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

It seemed that they were not interested in finding natural treasures, because even if they were found, they would not have a share. Following Zhang Yangqing's order, the three monkeys quickly ran towards the park.

The little squirrel squatted on Zhang Yangqing's shoulder, watching everything curiously, and occasionally handing over a nut with its furry little paws.

Although this little guy doesn't have much fighting power, his ability to collect food is first-rate.

The fact that it is willing to share its treasured nuts shows its trust in Zhang Yangqing.

Zhang Yangqing was bored, so he conjured up a few kidney peaches to amuse it.

The little squirrel's eyes lit up as he watched the peach. He held it tightly in his arms and seemed to want to move it back home. However, the peach was very heavy for him, and he had to push it hard for a while before he was able to move it some distance away.

Looking at its naive appearance, Zhang Yangqing sighed: "It's a pity that it's just an ordinary animal, otherwise I could teach you something interesting."

Anyone can see that squirrels are just harmless little animals and have no killing power.

About half an hour later, the three monkeys returned one after another.

The first to speak was the white-haired monkey.

It gestured with its hands, pointing at the legs of the corpses.

Through its description, Zhang Yangqing understood that most of these corpses had leg injuries and the danger was likely coming from underground.

The black-backed monkey king couldn't wait to interrupt.

It picked up a stone and threw it into the park, and then caught a mouse and threw it in too.

The stone was safe and sound, but the mouse was soon poisoned to death by the sudden green poison gas.

This shows that the monsters in the park only attack living things, which is also the rule it has discovered.

Finally, all eyes were on the maned monkey.

I saw it slowly take out a rusty dagger from its back.

Zhang Yangqing's eyes lit up, thinking it had discovered some special props.

Because according to the rules of the world of ghost stories, if there are strange events around, there are most likely props that can solve them, it just depends on whether the chosen ones have discovered them.

Zhang Yangqing felt that this smartest monkey should know the solution.

But the next second.

Clang!
A golden sword light suddenly burst out from the tip of the dagger, drawing a perfect arc under the moonlight.

Wherever the sword energy passed, a deep gully was left on the ground.

Then it smiled smugly, as if saying: Boss, look what I have realized.

Zhang Yangqing's pupils shrank slightly, and he showed a rare look of shock.

The audience in front of the big screen was even more excited:

: Holy shit! Am I seeing this right? This monkey has mastered the sword energy?!
: How long has he been following Master Zhang? He has already learned this? No, he figured it out on his own! I don't remember Master Zhang teaching him this.

: It’s over, it’s over. I’m not even as good as a monkey. I’ve read all of Zhang Tianshi’s strange journeys, but until now, I still can’t recite the Golden Light Mantra.

: No, buddy, with your memory ability, it’s a good thing that the ghost story didn’t choose you, otherwise the cause of your death would definitely be that you couldn’t remember the rules.

The mane monkey put away his sword and stood with his hands behind his back in the moonlight.

That calm and composed look is just like a smaller version of Zhang Yangqing.

At this moment, everyone realized that this monkey could no longer be described as a "strange beast".

(End of this chapter)