"Aoah..." The guy roared heart-wrenchingly in pain, but it did not fall down. Even with a shot of the fire tube, it did not even penetrate the guy's flesh, but just made the black hair on its chest burn.

If people want to drink cold water on their backs, they will stuff their teeth. Ma Ya's fire tube contains iron sand. This thing is not very powerful. It is okay to use it with big birds, because the iron sand will disperse after being beaten out. Dozens of iron sand may have the blind cat hit the dead rat to hit the bird. So, one iron sand is impartial and just hit the vine on the monster's leg. The vine has been cracked by the guy's brute force, and it was immediately broken into two pieces by the iron sand.

The monster broke free from the shackles of the vine, and Wushuang and Ma Ya ran past it. It stretched out its big claws and grabbed Wushuang, who was closest to it.

Wushuang had sharp eyes and didn't care about that much at the critical moment of life and death. He knew that the firearm in his hand might not hurt the monster, so he simply pulled out the sharp dagger from his boot with his other hand and raised it. By chance, the monster raised his hand and slapped it. At this time, Wushuang waved the dagger.

Puchi... The sharp dagger pierced the guy's black-haired palm, and blood splattered, and it was so painful that it held its hands and rolled on the ground. I think no one has ever let it suffer such a great pain in hundreds of years.

"Oh? Even the gun can't kill you. I didn't expect my dagger to be so powerful?" Wushuang was so bold that he could have taken the opportunity to escape now. He was fine. Seeing that this guy was seriously injured, he turned around and waved the dagger and stabbed the monster in the chest again.

The monster realized the power of the dagger, endured the pain of the wound and jumped up. The huge body broke the wooden window of the temple and fled in a panic. When Wushuang and Ma Ya chased out of the temple gate, the heavy fog dragged behind the monster had long disappeared.

"Laoshan Ginseng, what kind of monster is this?" Wushuang asked slapped the dust on his body.

"Why are you more courageous than Wu Gongyao? You dare to provoke him? Do you know that this monster is a ghost in Xing'anling Mountains! Today, Huang Xian and I took the blame for you. I am afraid that it will be a big deal in the future. This guy will not let us go, and he will not let the villagers of Heilongtun. Now that Ma Sihai's life is over, without him, this monster will become more violent and unscrupulous!" Lao Shanzin was very afraid of the monster, and probably has been angry with him in the mountains for thousands of years.

"I'm afraid it will do something! Isn't it just a big monkey? If you don't do it, where will it hide besides this Dharma Body Temple?" Wushuang was so bold that his ruthlessness was definitely the innate spirit of the leader of the thief.

"Are you crazy? That monster didn't know what you were from. You accidentally hit and injured your claws. If you touched you again, you wouldn't have such good luck. You two should go quickly, go quickly! How far you can run!"

Wushuang lit a cigarette and asked, "Look, you scared you. I haven't answered me yet. What kind of monster is it?"

"It was originally a black-haired monkey in the ridge. It was cunning and suspicious by nature and lived longer than me. Later, the man built the Black Dragon Temple on the top of the mountain. It would come to the Black Dragon Temple every night to absorb the essence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and over time, the Taoism became deeper."

"What did you say? This Dharma body is not its?" Wushuang took off the tarpaulin on the altar and crawled onto the statue of the gods to wipe the dust and spider webs cleanly.

He and Ma Ya took a closer look and found that the statue of the god was actually a white dragon. The white dragon had five claws under the belly, and spitted red dan, which was majestic and domineering. But strangely, this small temple is called the Black Dragon Temple, so why is the white dragon worshipped inside? Could this white dragon be the Dharma body of the White Dragon King in Tianchi, Changbai Mountain in the legendary Changbai Mountain?

Wushuang walked out of the Heilong Temple and stood on the top of Heilong Mountain to see the view. The forests below were lush. Although this mountain was not the commanding height in Xing'an Mountain, it just blocked the entrance to the mountain. The people who built the Heilong Temple were very careful and wanted to use this small temple to block the dragon energy of the earth in Xing'an Mountains. In addition, thinking about what they saw and heard in Zhanlong Mountains last few months, Wushuang estimated that this should be done by the same person. He wanted to completely break the dragon energy of the Xing'an Mountains and make the overlord who started from Xing'an Mountains fear the dragon energy, and there would be no blessing in the future.

At the foot of the mountain, the rich mist was moving quickly to the north. Wushuang held the Mosinnagan spear and pointed the trigger in that direction. The Mosinnagan spear made a huge roar and shook the valley, causing shock to fly around.

"Old Shanzin, if we help you get rid of mountain ghosts, will you have a way to save my second grandfather?" Wushuang is a young man who is very business-oriented.

"You don't need to say this. I will do my best, old man, but... young man, I advise you to go quickly, run as far as you can. The ghosts on the Xing'an Mountains have killed countless people for hundreds of years. Almost all the hunters who entered the ridge to hunt in groups died at its hands. You can go quickly while it is injured, and I believe it dares not make things difficult for me."

"Okay, I'll feel relieved with you. Take us to find him!" Wushuang smiled with satisfaction while carrying the Mosinnagan gun.

Lao Shanzin stroked her long white beard and said, "Okay, since you insist on this, I will tell you. Twenty miles northwest of Heilongshan Mountain, there is a Yinfeng Valley, and there is a pool of water in the valley. The spring in the pool is not frozen all year round. There is an ancient tomb in Yinfeng Valley. An ancient corpse of the Yuan Dynasty buried under this tomb. The body has become an evil spirit. He hid in the daytime and came out in the ridge at night to do evil spirits. He had some friendship with the mountain ghost and old monkey. Although I had no chance to see it, I thought that the ancient corpse of the Yuan Dynasty should be a woman. After the mountain ghost was injured, he would go here to find the evil spirit."

Lao Shanzin said again, if you want to go, I won’t go to trouble. These two guys are very knowledgeable. You two young people are afraid that they will go but not return. I have to ask Ma Sihai to prepare two coffins for you.

"Ah? Don't tell my grandpa about this. He will be worried." Ma Ya said.

"Are you stupid? Lao Shanzin is going back to save your grandfather!" Wushuang's adventure this time was not just for the mountain ghost, but he wanted to sneak into the ancient crack to see what secrets were hidden below. As long as he found the secret passage secretly excavated by the Russians, he could definitely escape the evil spirits in the ridge and reach the crack.

Two young men, who were ignorant of the world, walked down the mountain side by side with guns in their hands.

Lao Shanguan looked at their backs as they walked away and sighed in his heart: He is really worthy of being a descendant of Wu Gongyao, with courage and knowledge. No wonder Wu Gongyao asserted that the big monkey would die in fifty years.

In Heilong Village at the foot of the mountain, Lu Haotian stole an old hen from the village. As soon as he entered the house, he heard a gunshot from the ridge.

"Mouse, the fog has dissipated?" Ma Sihai was very clear-headed and clear-eyed.
Chapter completed!