Ningxia Town is located more than 20 miles south of Shangyong County, Jinzhou, the surrounding mountains are relatively gentle, leading to Sichuan and Shu. The road to the north usually runs here. Most business travelers can rest here and stay here and know some martial arts green forests. The knights also come here to inquire about news or find a way to survive.

The only long blue brick street is covered with several low alleys on both sides. It was just after a heavy rain in summer. Water dripped with water from the eaves. The tile smith with a tile was smashed and the hammer was driven away by the people of the Green Forest who only asked for the price and did not buy it. The madam who shouted loudly and scolded the girl in the building. When the guests carrying swords came in, flattery was squeezed out on their fat faces, and the powder fell down.

Compared to the small town at the foot of the mountain, birds flapped their wings and rushed out of the forest in black. The branches with water droplets shook violently, and the splashed water stains hit the splashing straw raincoat and hat.

In the dim forest, Zuo Zhengyang dragged his long knife and stepped on the fallen leaves and ran, stepped onto a tree body, turned around in the air, swung the knife away with his own arm, and slashed down angrily behind.

puff!

The roots that broke through the ground were split into two and broke into two. They retracted into the ground with blue smoke, fled to the ground, and spread across the light spots on the ground and returned toward Lanruo Temple.

The one-armed body in the air fell to the ground, and the erected straw raincoat leaves were pressed against each other one by one. With a sigh of relief, Zuo Zhengyang lowered his knife and dragged it to the ground to walk to the nearby Qingyan. He sat down on the wet moss.

After exploring the small leather bag, he sighed and held the dry food soaked in the rain in his palm, and was surprised. Even if he had made breakthroughs in martial arts, he had almost reached the point of practicing Taoism. However, when facing food, he had the power to end with the monster in Lanruo Temple opposite.

He chewed the dry food in his mouth, untied the water bag and fed a sip of water, and washed the food for life. For more than half a month, he went to look for the bad luck of the monster almost every day. He knew that he could not beat it, but it was a temporary delay.

After resting for a while, he grabbed the long sword and got up from the ground, and walked to Lanruo Temple again.

"Just treat it as practicing martial arts and cultivating the mind of Taoism."

The broken steps stepped on the wet dead branches, walked through the spots of light cast from the tree gap, and several crows flew over the stone tablet full of dead vines, gathered their wings and landed on it.

Wow—

In the unknown roar, Zuo Zhengyang slammed the ground with the hilt of the knife in his hand, looking at the dilapidated and desolate temple, roaring loudly.

"Tree Demon, I'm here again!!"

The sound was loud and loud, and the crows on the stele flapped their wings and flew away. The buildings not far away were not moving at all.

"A tree demon who doesn't want to suck the essence of flesh and blood, will be subject to thunder tribulation in the future, and will be destroyed by both souls and souls!"

"Tree Demon, why don't he come out if he dares to plunder people!!"

The sounds of anger echoed, and the walls around the ruined temple were like long corridors. The flying god, *** Shen Buddha, with green ink, suddenly felt the illusion of glaring at him.

Behind the temple, beside the collapsed earth spirit monument, the deep ancient well sounded "pop" sounded, sinking under the green water layer, mud and sand were blown by the evil spirit, and the water plants were densely packed like human hair, swaying with the water waves, a hole was exposed in the gap, extending to the corridor in the water, and some lights were cast on the water surface.

Above the water surface, there is a spacious cave. The surrounding walls are steep and overlapping, showing many strange shapes. The stalactites are unkempt and hanging upside down on the top of the cave.

The bronze lampposts that had been on the for a long time were mottled and rusty, leaning against the wall, burning quietly. Occasionally, there was a slight wind blowing from somewhere, and the bean-sized lights shook gently a few times.

Um... Um... Um...

There are still several cave entrances in the cave, one of which faintly sounded like covering his mouth. Five bodies wrapped in zongzi were standing on the ground with countless tiny roots, filled with an unpleasant smell of shit and urine.

When it comes to meals, the roots are moved out of the person's mouth and the juice is fed to the other party to avoid starving to death halfway through.

Feeling the whiskers around his mouth moving away, Wang Feng quickly pouted, exhaled, and spoke in a low voice.

"Are you guys still alive?"

As soon as the words finished, words suddenly rang around.

"I can't die!" "I'll be born in different years and months, and I'll definitely have to be together if I die."

"Unfortunate, what do you say that you will never die? Oh, by the way, are you eating that tree sap? It's so bitter and hard to swallow..."

This was Ma Liu's voice, as if Zhang Ti next to him had cracked his mouth and squeezed out laughter.

"Haha, then my place is fine, it tastes good, it seems to be mixed with honey."

"Then why is this citrus smelling?"

.........

Wang Feng sighed. Seeing the stretched roots, even if he didn't open his mouth, he would forcefully stuff them in. He simply sucked and opened his mouth.

"It's too urgent to retort each other."

The other three people around him fell silent. In the last row of root cages, a scholar named Ning Caichen poked his face hard, holding his rhizomes, and aimed in the direction of the four people.

"Four brothers, what are you talking about?"

Over there, the four of them opened their mouths: "Shut up!"

"Oh." Ning Caichen shrank his neck and continued to let the juice into his stomach. The taste was extremely difficult to swallow. When he ate it for the first time, he almost vomited out all the gallbladder, but there was no other food in the hole. When he arrived at the back, he had to eat it if he didn't eat it.

Sometimes the monster would come to see them and then leave. No one knew what was going on outside and how long it had been.

The tip of the stalactite seeped through the water droplets, and the ticking fell into the dim stone chamber. On the other side, the cave was deep and spacious. There was also a huge stone bed in the middle, with black veil hanging on all sides. At the wall, the wide black background and gold-edged dress showed the woman's back. Looking at a bronze mirror, her fingertips gently kneaded under the veil.

Occasionally, I listened to the movements of Lanruo Temple outside with my face, tilted my head and thought for a while, continued to knead, and hummed lightly.

"Come on again, I won't be fooled this time."

At one moment, the kneaded fingers suddenly stopped, turned their heads to look at the wall of the cave, as if they had seen through the thick bottom layer, and felt something. They quickly lifted up the hem of the skirt and stood up, took a few hurried steps, coughed twice, and relaxed their body. When they walked to the cave door, they reached out to the darkness of the naughty boy with a bellyband came to support him. Then they kicked the hem of the skirt and walked to the cave room lightly.

Water drops dripped from the tip of the stalactite. Wang Feng, who was still eating strange branch liquid, saw a black shadow swaying slowly to show his outline. He was so scared that he closed his eyes and shrank into the cocoon.

The other four were also scared, thinking that the monsters were finally going to eat them, so they started to shake their left and right.

"This sister, we are five of us hungry and we are so hungry that we have torn teeth. You can go outside and look for it again."

"Yes, I'm all thinner and can't stand my sister's mouth."

"I'm talking nonsense. What's wrong with scholars? I'll read the sages in vain, and scholars should collapse without changing their temperament. But you say that? You should call grandma!!!"

At the bottom, Ning Caichen squeezed out his voice weakly: "Grandma..."

The tree demon standing at the entrance of the cave, under the veil, heard the five people talking nonsense, opened their red lips and chuckled slightly, and brushed their long sleeves in the black veil and turned around and left, as if there was something urgent, and led a group of little demons, regardless of the people in the cocoon, and turned into black smoke and seeped out of the stone cave.

The sky was slightly slanted. Zuo Zhengyang, who was standing outside the temple, was cursing, leaning on the stone tablet and his mouth was dry. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the sun behind the tree gap.

"That tree demon is probably not coming..."
Chapter completed!