The more you believe me, the more real it becomes.

Chapter 3 Bold monster, I can tell you're not human at first glance!

Once I've unloaded the cargo, even though it's a packhorse, it's still a fine horse, and I figure it won't be long before I can get back to that gentleman's place.

There will naturally be a way to deal with this thing in time!

Thinking of this, his hands moved even faster.

At that moment, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed his wrist tightly.

"you"

The third brother looked up and saw a familiar face, whose name he couldn't recall, smiling at him.

"What, you want to go back to that storyteller?"

These words startled the third brother, making his heart leap into his throat, but he still forced himself to remain calm and said:
"What nonsense are you spouting! Why would I want to find someone who talks such nonsense!"

However, her feigned composure was full of flaws, and the other party saw through it all:
"Oh, aren't you going back to find that storyteller? What are you unloading the goods for? You just want to ride the horse faster, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, the third brother turned deathly pale with fright.

If he could think of it, how could that thing not have thought of it?
Moreover, the face of the thing gripping his wrist became increasingly unfamiliar.

Those around them naturally noticed this change.

This gradually transformed their initial bewilderment into their current terror.

"Who are you? When did you sneak in?"

Upon hearing this, the creature whose face had become completely unfamiliar grabbed the third brother's hand, turned its head 180 degrees behind it, and smiled at the person who had asked the question in a way that would be extremely terrifying to ordinary people:

"Sixth Brother, have you forgotten me? Didn't you give me some jerky? Tsk tsk, it tastes much better than raw horse meat!"

"what?!"

The person it called "Sixth Brother" was immediately frightened and retreated repeatedly.

Finally, he tripped over something and fell flat on his face, looking utterly disheveled. In his terror, he couldn't even get up, and could only point at it and shout:
"You, you, you followed us all the way?!"

The increasingly unfamiliar face gradually stretched into a bizarre shape that was definitely not a human face.

Let alone in the dead of night in the mountains, even if you encountered it during the day, you would probably be scared half to death.

"Yeah, I've been following you guys all this way. If it weren't for that annoying chatterbox, I probably would have eaten you all before I realized it, right?"

The long-faced monster turned its head back to its original position, staring menacingly at Zhao Laosan, the first to react.

This scene nearly made Zhao Laosan faint from fright.

The caravan members around them were both anxious and frightened. They wanted to go forward, but their feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, and their legs trembled.

They wanted to escape, but couldn't bear to see their companions perish.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, unable to move forward or backward.

Fortunately, at this moment, the man who had previously called Zhao Laosan "Third Brother" suddenly felt a surge of courage he had never felt before in his life.

He grabbed a sack that he had somehow picked up and jumped toward the long-faced monster.

With a jump, a sack, and a kick, he not only put the sack over the monster's head but also kicked it away from Zhao Laosan.

Seeing that Zhao Laosan was free, the man shouted and pounced on him, grabbing the long-faced monster's arms tightly.

They tried to trap the demon and then call their companions to come forward and hack it to death.

Before he could get close, the long-faced monster unleashed a strange force, tearing the sack to shreds and kicking the man who was standing near away.

After rolling several times on the ground, the man, realizing this was no match for human strength, spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted:

"Run, Third Brother, run!"

This scream shattered all the chaotic thoughts in everyone's mind.

At that moment, they all rushed back the way they came.

Goods and horses are nothing compared to a life.

In their extreme fear, the caravan sprang to unprecedented speed.

As Zhao Laosan helped the man flee, he glanced back and saw that the creature had not yet caught up.

He hurriedly shouted:

"Quick, run! That thing is definitely eating our packhorses. Once it's finished, it'll come and eat us!"

"Quickly, we must get to that gentleman as fast as we can!"

In the desolate wilderness, their only hope at this moment was the storyteller.

But as they ran, one of them suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said:
"Third Brother, I remember there's a teahouse nearby where those people rest. How about we go?"

The rest of the sentence was not spoken.

But everyone understands what he means.

Because they were panicked and didn't know which way to go, they are now in the wild forest instead of on the main road.

However, even though they are often away from home, they can still get a general idea of ​​where they are based on their experience and memory.

They all knew that the main road was nearby, and there was a teahouse on the main road where countless people lived.

Once they get close, that thing might abandon them and go to the teahouse where there are more people to eat.

Even if things don't go well, with so many people, they can at least delay things for a while.

This can be described as a clever way to sacrifice a fellow Daoist to save oneself.

The moment those words left his mouth, Zhao Laosan glared at him and cursed him back:
"You son of a bitch! We got into this mess, and you have the nerve to smear it on others!"

The man immediately deflated, but still couldn't help saying:
"It's really my mother at home."

Before he could finish speaking, an older man stepped forward and slapped him, yelling, "Don't talk nonsense! You have parents, but others don't? In my Zhao Village, no man in eighteen generations has ever been a shameless bastard!"

"Are you going to smash up our ancestors' ancestral hall? Let me tell you, don't even think about it, you son of a bitch!"

Once the ancestral hall was mentioned, the man lost all interest.

They were rough, uneducated men from the countryside, ignorant of etiquette and manners, and had many flaws, but they knew their conscience.

Otherwise, they would have scattered and fled long ago when that thing first appeared, and they wouldn't have cared about the life or death of their companions.
However, some people still said:

"What if that thing didn't come with us, but went to their place instead?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Laosan and the two older men both paused.

After looking around, the two understood each other's thoughts from their eyes.

Without saying a word, Zhao Laosan pointed to Xiao Liuzi, the youngest among them, and said:
"Little Liu, go over there and let them know, so they can be prepared. Whether they believe us or not is none of our business."

After muttering a couple of sounds, Xiao Liuzi didn't say anything. He just knelt down and kowtowed several times to the elders before disappearing into the woods without looking back.

Everyone knows that this is to save the life of the youngest.

At least, it offers more opportunities than following them.

After all, no one knew if they would make it to that man alive.

They didn't even know if that gentleman really had a way to save their lives.

After a brief delay, the remaining members of the caravan continued their frantic run in the dark.

They had only been running for a short while when they heard a strong wind behind them, followed by a foul stench that swept across the ground and the trees howled wildly.

Seeing this commotion, everyone was terrified.

Although they knew beforehand that this was something no human could overcome, seeing such an unprecedented formation was truly terrifying.

Fortunately, perhaps it was due to the blessings of their ancestors, or perhaps they were too panicked and misjudged the distance.

Just as a fierce wind was blowing behind them, they also heard a roar explode not far in front of them.

"You audacious monster, I can tell you're not human at first glance!"

The caravan members exclaimed in delight:

"It's that gentleman's voice!"

What surprised them even more was that the man's voice continued, and each sentence was more inspiring than the last, especially during this time of year.

The demonic wind behind them did not stop in the face of this roar; instead, it grew even stronger.

So the voice responded.

"You dare to show off your meager skills before an expert? You're truly ignorant and arrogant!"

The voice was incredibly powerful, and the arrogant aura it exuded made everyone feel reassured.

Even the increasingly powerful demonic wind was rendered powerless in the face of this aura.

"Thank goodness, the sir really came to our rescue!"

Seeing that they had a leader, the caravan members' chaotic minds not only calmed down, but they even had an urge to see what would happen to that thing.

But they also knew that they were just ordinary people, no match for that gentleman, nor for the thing behind him.

Therefore, they dared not slow down, but their hearts were already at peace, and they were no longer as flustered as before.

I'm even more eager to see how this gentleman will subdue that unknown entity!

The demonic wind, which had been suppressed by Lei Yin out of thin air, was briefly weakened before being forcibly lifted up again by its master, determined to regain the momentum it had lost.

"Hmph, you're so arrogant, daring to be here. You don't take me seriously at all!"

"Get ready to capture the demon!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the caravan, including the master of the demonic wind, instinctively held their breath, because they all knew that this was for real!
They all peered ahead, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.

And the voice did not disappoint them.

After saying "We're going to catch the demon," thunderous chanting began.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Great Luo Dharma Mantra, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas."

"Prajnaparamita emptiness, Prajnaparamita emptiness, Prajnaparamita emptiness!"

I'm coming!
Amidst everyone's eager anticipation, a golden Buddhist light suddenly burst forth before them in the dead of night.

And there was another sentence that followed:
"Bold monster, I want you to show your true colors!"

It shone with a great Buddhist light and suddenly moved forward, easily cleaving through the demonic wind like a sharp sword, and then struck the figure hidden in the bushes.

The caravan heard a scream before a huge object flew backward through the bushes.

Look further ahead.

Before the trees parted by the Buddha's light, a storyteller with short hair stood solemnly, his fingers forming a sword shape as he pointed directly at them.

If you continue forward following the direction the master points with his sword, isn't that the demon that was knocked away?
Such a desolate place, such a season, such thunderous sounds, such Buddha's light, such a person—truly a savior from suffering, a person of great compassion!

The caravan members dared not delay any longer and knelt down, shouting:
"Thank you, Master, for saving your life!"

"Thank you, Master, for subduing the demon!"

"It is truly an honor to witness the majesty of the master!"

Meanwhile, Du Yuan, standing in the open space in front of everyone, remained in that position, lost in deep confusion.

What's wrong?
(End of this chapter)