Several people walked in. Elder Huang Ting was sitting at the table drinking water. When he saw Guan Heng come in, he immediately stood up tremblingly and said: Oh, my benefactor is here, please sit down quickly.

Elder Huang, you have just recovered from your illness, so don't get up. At this moment, Shang Tianlin and Huang Xuan helped the old man sit down. After Guan Heng explained his purpose, Huang Ting stroked his several feet long white beard and said: Not bad

, when I was young, I did see that kind of monster called the ink-armed poisonous wolf roaming in the mountains and forests, but what?

Huang Ting paused for a moment when he said this, seeming to be caught up in the memories of the past. He then whispered: The ink-armored poisonous monster is a very cunning and dangerous monster. I remember it clearly. It was more than forty years ago.

the day before

At that time, Elder Huang Ting was one of the best hunters among the Fire-weary tribe, and he himself had the strength of the peak of Qing Qi. Therefore, every time the tribe gathered people to go hunting in the mountains, Elder Huang Ting would lead everyone.

At that time, it was in the evening, on the mountainside of Jindou Mountain, the legendary Black-armored Poisonous Wolf appeared like a whirlwind, and in an instant it spit out a large jet of black mist and smoked out all the Fire-hating tribe hunters. Then,

The poisonous monster selected a few strong people, ate them to their heart's content, and finally walked away triumphantly. Fortunately, those who were sprayed by the dark mist were only paralyzed for nearly an hour.

back to normal.

However, the tragic sight of his companions having their hearts and eyes gouged out was too shocking. Many people were greatly frightened, howling miserably and falling directly into a state of madness. Only Elder Huang Ting and three other determined people gritted their teeth and stood firm.

After coming down, he brought all his companions back to the Fire-Tired Clan's village.

This incident caused quite a stir in the clan at that time. Elder Huang Ting did not know the name and origin of the monster at the time, but the appearance of the monster was still fresh in his memory, so Huang Ting went everywhere to inquire about the monster.

It took several years to realize that the name of the monster was Mojia Duhu.

At this point in the story, Elder Huang Ting walked tremblingly to the bedside, untied a bundle, took out a piece of silk and handed it to Guan Heng.

Elder Huang said in a low voice: Although I know the name of the monster, I don't have the courage to climb Jindoushan again to find the monster to avenge my brothers. I am too scared, but the monster's appearance makes me wonder every time.

Appears in my dreams every night, becoming a lingering pain, alas

Speaking of this, Elder Huang Ting let out a long sigh: I drew the appearance of the monster beast, the ink-armored poisonous wolf, on the silk, and occasionally took it out to look at it, recalling the lucky escape situation and the experiences of these years, and

I feel very painful for those dozen brothers whose eyes and hearts were gouged out by poisonous monsters.

Xi Guanheng looked at the ink-armored poisonous deer painted on silk, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, because the painting was so realistic. The face of this monster was ferocious. Although its appearance was not unusual, its eyes were a bit revealing.

Vicious and bloodthirsty, he looks like a vicious person at first glance.

Guan Heng suddenly said at this time: Why, this monster has a slanted scar on its face.

Yes, that monster flew past me at that time, and took out the hearts of my companions, so I could clearly see the scars on the poisonous beast's face. At this moment, Elder Huang Ting said with a bitter smile:

But I don't understand why that guy didn't attack me, and one thing I still remember clearly is that the scar didn't heal at that time, it seemed to be a new injury.

After listening to the other party's words, Guan Heng lowered his head and thought: Oh, so that's it. I understand. The poisonous monkey was probably seriously injured before it met Elder Huang and the others.

Seeing Guan Heng's jaw slightly tilted, Elder Huang Ting continued: I remember that the demonic realm of the ink-armored poisonous giant deer seemed to be light red, but now that it has been decades, it may have entered the deep state.

Maybe the Red Realm, it should be quite tricky, Guan Heng, if you want to deal with it, you must be more careful, especially beware of the black mist of the Poison Wolf.

Well, thank you Elder Huang for reminding me. I already have a general understanding of what you said. Guan Heng shook the silk in his hand and asked: I wonder if you can lend me this portrait of a monster for a few days.

Haha, it’s just a scroll portrait. I painted a lot of them when I had nothing to do. I gave this one to my benefactor. At this time, Elder Huang Ting said generously: Besides, you want to deal with Mo Jia

Poisonous Tiger, this can be regarded as indirectly avenging me and my dead brothers. I should provide help, oh, by the way.

Elder Huang Ting paused for a moment when he said this, and then continued: More than ten years ago, I learned from an old alien hunter who was passing by that the ink-armored venomous monkey is naturally extremely poisonous and extremely difficult to deal with, so

You'd better find a way to resist poisons. There is a kind of strange fish called red turtle with a swim bladder in its belly, which can be made into a mask to protect against poisonous aerosols. I don't know where to find it. If you can get that thing, you can deal with it.

Poisonous Wolf will be more confident.

Red croaker swim bladder mask

Guan Heng and Shang Tianlin Ruotao burst out laughing after hearing this. Then, Guan Heng took out a red clam mask from his arms and waved it in front of Elder Huang Ting: Elder, please look, this is the red clam swim bladder.

The mask I made was obtained from some foreigners living on the edge of the desert.

Ah, so you have this kind of mask? After hearing Guan Heng's words, Elder Huang Ting looked surprised and happy, so he reached out and took the red croaker swim bladder mask and looked at it. He then nodded and said: Well, although I have not seen the original one with my own eyes.

, but there should be nothing wrong with this texture.

Guan Heng laughed at this time and said: I originally thought that the swim bladder of the red clam can only resist wind and sand, but I didn't expect that it can also block poisonous mist. This is really novel.

Hahaha, according to the news I heard, this fish maw mask can only resist wind and sand after being treated normally, but as long as a layer of juice boiled from the outer bark of the tangerine tree is applied to the inside of the mask, it can completely block the poisonous mist.

When Elder Huang Ting said this, he reminded with some hesitation: Of course, this is just a legend. Nothing is absolute. You still have to be careful and don't rely entirely on the function of the mask and be careless.

I understand this. Hearing this, Guan Heng nodded slightly, and then asked: Elder Huang, where does the kind of tangerine tree you mentioned grow? Can you tell me in detail? I want to get the bark back immediately.

Oh, opposite our village of the Yanhuo Clan is Danxun Mountain. Just walk along the road outside Danxun Mountain for seven or eight miles and you will reach the territory of the Gaoqiu Clan.

Elder Huang Ting said: The Gaozu tribe is a small tribe that specializes in planting teatrees and harvesting the fruits for food to make bark clothes and bark houses. Their tribesmen are very kind. As long as you exchange something, you can get it.

to the bark of the oak tree.
Chapter completed!