The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 125: Demon-Suppressing Weapon
After hearing Qiu Sheng's bad idea, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but glance at him, then shook his head slightly:
"Mandrills are wild beasts that pass through the forests. Because they often eat human flesh and carrion, a certain amount of toxins have accumulated in their bodies."

"Ordinary poisons can't hurt him at all. On the contrary, they will arouse his ferocity."

"Only if it is mixed with the real poison of that kind of spiritual medicine can it easily kill such a vicious creature."

"What a pity. This kind of poison is usually kept within the various sects and is rarely used. The most famous one among them is the Tang Sect..."

The Tang Clan was originally a major assassination sect in Shu. Their methods were sinister and vicious, and they never faced their enemies head-on.

For them, poisoning is the best means, which not only allows them to complete the task easily, but also allows them to escape.

Just wait for the poison, they must have it.

However, this kind of poison that can kill such a ferocious creature should be relatively rare in the Tang Sect.

People usually keep this kind of good stuff in their own hands to kill others, so how can they lend it to you?

Who knows what you are thinking? What if I give you poison and you secretly crack it? What will others do then?
But just when Qiu Sheng was feeling a little disappointed, Uncle Jiu seemed to have remembered something and walked out the door with Qiu Sheng:

“…I already have a solution!”

Seeing Uncle Jiu excitedly pulling Qiu Sheng away into the distance, Zhe Gu was a little curious for a moment.

Of course, there are more people who are crazy about flowers:

"I knew that my senior brother would find a way. There is nothing in this world that he can't solve~"

Looking at the girl in front of him who was wearing only a large flowered jacket and was infatuated with him, Song Feng subconsciously closed his eyes to prevent the scene from burning his eyes:
"How could a good girl have reached this level of training? Are all the old Kun Dao masters of Maoshan dead?"

The Taoist nuns in other sects, when they come out as Kundao, all wear Taoist robes, have their hair tied in a bun, and hold a dustpan in their hands, looking like fairies.

How come Zhe Gu is the opposite?

She wasn't ugly, but when she put on that big flowered jacket, she looked a bit rustic.

In addition, she does things carelessly and more manly than any other man, which completely destroys her temperament as a woman of Kun Dao.

To be honest, if Zhe Gu really dressed up and didn't talk, she would actually look quite fairy-like.

With a helpless sigh, Song Feng then pushed his wheelchair and walked out of the yard.

Aunt Zhe's actions are too rough.

He is an old man, and he can't play with young people like this. It's not good for his heart.

Return to the room.

The moment Song Feng sat on the bed, he grasped the cane in his hand:
"Six Heavens Ancient Qi, the Ghost King of Dongyin, I didn't expect this old guy to be so patient and not show any clues at this time."

"But there's no need to rush. As long as he has this intention, we can always catch him..."

When he said this, he pulled out a piece of rice paper from the table in the room.

Then, he took the small pair of scissors on the table and cut it into a little man with a few clicks.

Then, he blew gently at the little man:
"call……"

The next moment, the little man who had just been cut out of paper seemed to have a soul and slowly stood up.

Seeing the little paper man, Song Feng nodded, then flicked his hand gently towards the table in the distance:
"Snapped!"

The little paper man was flung away in the blink of an eye.

But then, the moment he landed, he stood up again and ran towards Song Feng.

When he came under Song Feng's shadow, he pounced forward:
"brush!"

In just a blink of an eye, the little man had completely merged into Song Feng's shadow, leaving no trace of him.

that's it.

From the moment Song Feng sat on the table, the small pair of scissors in his hand kept moving:
Click, click, click!

From day to night, even the piece of rice paper that had just been opened next to it had been cut in half.

Song Feng seemed to be unconscious and unaware. He blew a breath every time he cut out a piece, letting it blend into his own shadow:

"call……"

After gently exhaling to wake up the last little paper man, Song Feng first looked at the sky outside, and then gently stood up:
"It's getting late. I guess Qiu Sheng and the others will be back soon..."

Just as he stood up and took two steps, he saw his door suddenly opened by someone from the outside:

"Dangdang!"

Then, I heard Qiu Sheng's familiar voice suddenly appear in my ears:

"Seventh Uncle, we are back. Master has found a way to deal with the Mandrill King!"

Listening to the voice beside him and looking at Qiu Sheng who was running over in a hurry, Song Feng nodded and then sat directly in the wheelchair:
"Since your master has already found a solution, let's go and take a look. I'm also curious about what solution your master will use..."

Seeing that Seventh Uncle sat directly in the wheelchair, Qiu Sheng subconsciously walked to the back of the wheelchair, then pushed Seventh Uncle outside.

However, he did not explain anything about what his seventh uncle was curious about. After all, he was also a little curious:
"The master said that after he found a way, he took me to find all kinds of things. I don't know what the master was thinking."

"But the master said that after he has set up all the traps, he will come back and explain it to us. This will be convenient."

"So I saw that you, Seventh Uncle, like to join in the fun, so I thought of calling you over to listen together!"

After hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Song Feng smiled slightly, then chuckled and said:
"Then let's go and take a look together!"

After a while, Qiu Sheng pushed the wheelchair to Zhe Gu's courtyard.

For a moment, several people gathered in front of the table and looked at the things on the table.

Take a closer look.

I only saw a few things clearly placed on the table, but most of them were old.

It seems like it has been used several times.

Seeing that everyone had gathered, Qiu Sheng excitedly asked his master:
"Master, now that everyone is here, can you please tell me how to use this thing? Don't keep us in suspense."

Seeing Qiu Sheng's impatient and curious look, Uncle Jiu smiled slightly and then said seriously:
"Since everyone is here, I won't keep you in suspense. It's a good opportunity for us to rehearse how to deal with the mandrill tonight."

When he said this, I saw Uncle Jiu picking up a long sharp knife. The knife seemed to be a cow-ear knife and looked very sharp.

But what was surprising was that there were still some old blood stains on the knife, as if it could not be washed clean. "This ox-ear knife is an ancestral sword from a pig-killing family that I specially found. It is extremely sharp and can pierce a pig's heart in one go."

"Don't be fooled by the fact that this knife is a little old, but it is a treasure passed down from Liu Zhujiang's ancestors."

"This knife has been used for many years, and at least hundreds of pigs have died with it. It can be said to be full of evil spirit!"

When he got here, Uncle Jiu gently put the ox-ear knife into the scabbard, and then put it down carefully:

"These mountain beasts are most afraid of evil spirits. To deal with ghosts, you need to use the ghost-head knife that cuts off heads. To deal with these beasts, you naturally need to use this evil knife that has killed countless lives."

"This knife has countless dead souls on it. The moment it pierces the body of the Mandrill King, it will be able to restrain the Mandrill, which is also a livestock."

"Even if the Mandrill King encounters this kind of ox-ear knife and is stabbed into the heart, he will definitely die within a moment!"

When he said the last words, a smile appeared on Uncle Jiu's face, but he was trying hard to suppress it, so it didn't look so obvious.

Looking at the knife in Uncle Jiu's hand, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Wow, I didn't expect the knife in Old Man Liu's hand would be so powerful. If I had known, I would have borrowed it from him to play with when I saw it before!"

But when he said this, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but react, and then looked at his master with some suspicion:
"But the Mandrill King is so powerful, who can stab this knife into his heart?"

Just by listening to the conversation between his master and his uncle, he knew how terrifying this Mandrill King was.

It is both poisonous and powerful.

My seventh uncle said that humans cannot be compared with strange beasts.

If a real fight breaks out, even if the three of them attack together, they will probably be in trouble, let alone stabbing this ox-ear knife into the mandrill's heart.

Hearing Qiu Sheng's words, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but reveal a hint of an ambiguous smile:
"Then naturally the capable ones will take over!"

While here, Uncle Jiu glanced at the somewhat confused Qiu Sheng.

How can I go if you don't go?

After hearing his master say this, Qiu Sheng was a little confused at first:
"The competent ones go first? Who is the competent one?"

It was not until he saw Uncle Jiu's meaningful smile that he could not help but become a little frightened:

"Ah? Master, you don't want me to do this, do you? No, no, I really can't do this. It will kill me!"

Seeing Qiu Sheng's resistance, Uncle Jiu knocked on the table lightly, then coughed and said:
"Hmm, don't be impatient. I haven't finished talking yet, have I?"

"I'm not asking you to go fight the Mandrill King alone. Even if you have the guts, I can't let you go!"

You must be kidding. He finally found a talented apprentice among this group of idiots. He can't really let himself fall into the tiger's mouth.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:
"That's fine, that's fine..."

Looking at Qiu Sheng beside him gently stroking his little heart, with a relieved look on his face, Song Feng chuckled:
"Okay, Jiu, stop teasing Qiu Sheng and tell me your plan first."

"You have spent so many years raising this precious disciple with great difficulty. You don't want to kill him by accident, do you?"

After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Uncle Nine turned his gaze to the other things on the table, and then introduced them one by one:

"The trap next to it is specially used to catch wild boars. I borrowed it from an old hunter nearby."

"When the time comes, we will place these traps on the roads that must be taken to reach Gaoshan Town, and we will definitely be able to injure the mandrills."

These clamps are used to catch wild boars, and they may be of some use against the Mandrill King.

After putting down the wild boar traps nearby, Uncle Jiu took out a bunch of bananas.

In other words, it seems that this bunch of bananas is Uncle Jiu's real trump card that he is confident of using to deal with the Mandrill King!

"This bunch of bananas is the last bananas on the banana tree. Normally, these bananas are not ripe."

"But after I used special medicine to prepare it, this banana is barely edible."

"Although Qiu Sheng's poisoning plan is a good one, without the corresponding poison, even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice."

"But this banana is very different. Although the banana I ripened with my secret medicine is not poisonous, it can still hide its true taste."

"I filled this banana with a hundred treasure soup made from hundreds of medicinal herbs and treasures in the world. It is the best thing to dispel evil spirits."

"If the Mandrill King eats the banana, his movements will definitely slow down. Only then will we have a chance to really fight him!"

No matter what, this baboon king is still a beast that is difficult to tame. He is a real ferocious creature in the mountains and forests, not a wise scholar.

Under the same attraction, it is difficult for him to control his desire.

Once you really eat this banana, your body will be paralyzed and stiff in an instant.

Everything will be convenient then!

After hearing Uncle Jiu's plan, Song Feng nodded, looking as if he understood it a little, but then he asked softly:
"...Battle of the Treasures? Is that the one I know?"

Hearing Uncle Seven's question, Uncle Nine nodded slightly and then said:
"It's the Hundred Treasure Soup made from hundreds of herbs and treasures. It should be similar to what Seventh Uncle should know..."

When Uncle Jiu said this, Qiu Sheng's face turned a little ugly, as if he had thought of something.

Then, he carefully lay down beside Seventh Uncle's shoulder and whispered:
"What do you mean by 'hundred treasure soup' made from hundreds of treasures? It's actually just some grass, beans, etc. boiled together to make dog shit soup."

"When the chef was cooking dog shit, I almost passed out. The smell was terrible. I still smell it now!"

At the end of his speech, Qiu Sheng smelled his clothes, and then he couldn't help but retched:

"……vomit!!"

Seeing Qiu Sheng's expression, Uncle Jiu's face darkened:
"Qiu Sheng, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!"

What is this dog shit soup? It's clearly a treasure soup!

But it is a magic weapon to defeat the enemy.

Seeing his master's face darken instantly, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but whisper:

"It's just treasure soup, no wonder they have to prepare some special banana peels."

"If it's just an ordinary banana peel, it definitely won't be able to lock in the stink inside. I guess when the wind blows it will stink ten miles away, and it definitely won't fool anyone..."

(End of this chapter)