The entrance to the deserted temple was extremely quiet tonight, with only the branches burning in the flames and occasional subtle crackling sounds.
"Are you...are you sure?" Jiang Ning asked.
Unknowingly, he didn't even realize that he was vibrating when he spoke.
The old monk nodded solemnly under his determined gaze.
"Old monk, I'm old, but I'm not blind. This bird is indeed the cub of a dove. I can recognize it even if it's plucked."
thump!
Next to him, Wen Dezhi, who was about to sprinkle salt on the roasted bird, slumped down on the ground, with big beads of sweat dripping down uncontrollably.
Jujiu, the true overlord of the sky in Huangsai and the right-hand man of the beast god Taowu, his most glorious moment was when he escaped from the hands of a land god.
Don't think it's embarrassing to run away, it depends on who the opponent is!
Land gods, living gods walking on the land of Kyushu continent, are capable of reaching the heavens. Except for the masters of a few restricted areas, who can dare to say that they can save a life from their hands?
The king beast Jujiu did it!
This shows how powerful it is.
Now these gangsters have roasted his cub, and the consequences can be imagined.
"You...can you stop him?" Jiang Ning subconsciously turned his attention to the old monk.
After all, he himself said that as long as a king-level wild beast takes action, Siyin will protect his life.
The old monk was stunned and said sarcastically: "Block, block, block...you can definitely block it, but...it's not a matter of whether you can block it or not."
He also stuttered a little.
When Jiang Ning saw this, he immediately got angry. He stood up and strangled his neck and said, "I don't care. Anyway, you said it yourself. Monks don't lie. If you try to trick me, I will die with you!"
The old monk was so choked that he just rolled his eyes and hurriedly explained: "If you are going to die, you are going to die. If you are strangled to death, no one will collect your body. Let go, you bastard!"
"I don't!"
"You kid is unreasonable. You killed the baby, you plucked the hair, and you started the fire. Now, what kind of logic do you have to catch the old monk and send me to hell together!"
Jiang Ning, who was pinching the old monk, was not even angry when he heard this. He laughed angrily and said: "Now clear the relationship for me, okay, I'll let you do it." After saying that, he had his hands free and looked at it.
Without burning your hands, just tear off the bird's thigh and forcefully stuff it into the old monk's mouth.
"You eat it, give it to me quickly!"
"If we eat its meat, we will be like grasshoppers on a rope, and no one will be able to live well!"
The old monk never dreamed that he would meet a scoundrel like Jiang Ning in his lifetime. He bit the bird's leg and burst into tears.
Everyone around looked dumbfounded.
"Brother Ning, you...why are you forcing such an old man?"
"Yes, I think he is quite pitiful."
They haven't discovered Si Yin's true identity yet, otherwise they might have stepped forward to help Jiang Ning.
After hearing their persuasion, Jiang Ning did not explain. He only turned around and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you come one by one."
Next, everyone on the field counted, and no one ran away. Jiang Ning forcibly stuffed them all with a mouthful of meat.
Everyone was crying while eating, crying while eating, and the scene was very lively.
"Yeah, it's quite delicious..." Wen Dezhi smacked his mouth twice and had some aftertaste. But when he thought that he was going to die soon, tears began to fall down again, and he couldn't even wipe them away.
"Why are you crying? Eat quickly!" Jiang Ning scolded: "If you eat, you can live for a few more hours. If you don't eat, I will kill you now!"
Wen Dezhi was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he stuffed it into his mouth with increasing enthusiasm.
"Either way or another, you will die. If you die, you will have to be a dead ghost."
With this thought in mind, everyone began to gorge themselves on the bones, sucking out the marrow. Even some female practitioners who looked gentle and pleasant ate without caring about their image.
After Jiang Ning was full, he sat next to him, feeling a little lost.
"You brat, what are you thinking about?" The old monk came over mischievously.
Jiang Ning sighed and said: "The most terrifying thing about Jujiu is not its strength, but its identity, right?"
The old monk didn't expect Jiang Ning to say such a sentence without any clue. After being stunned for a moment, he responded: "You see clearly."
"Indeed, the most terrifying thing about Jujiu is its status as the overlord of the sky in the wilderness. If it comes to kill it, it won't be it, but the entire bird race in the wilderness will come, and there will even be other king beasts to help."
"Not to mention my small ruined temple, even the Great Wall may not be able to withstand its wrath."
Jiang Ning fell silent.
He also didn't expect that the cub, as the overlord of the king beast, would be so weak. He only rolled his eyes after being hit with a few sap blows.
The old monk seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said slowly: "The Jujiu has ten cubs, and the one you killed should be its smallest one."
Jiang Ning was just about to show his joy and ask if his son didn't care, but he heard the old monk continue to say leisurely: "He is also the one he loves the most."
Jiang Ning: "..."
Seeing that Jiang Ning didn't speak, the old monk bumped him with his shoulder and asked, "What should we do next?"
"I don't know." After saying that, Jiang Ning was silent for a long time before speaking again: "You protect each of them, and when Ju Jiu comes to hold him accountable, you say that I did it all by myself and had nothing to do with them.
I can bear the disaster alone."
The old monk's eyes widened, as if he was meeting Jiang Ning for the first time, and he said in disbelief: "You have to bear its wrath alone, but do you know what the consequences will be?"
Jiang Ning forced a smile and said: "If a person dies and a bird looks up to the sky, he will not die for tens of millions of years." After saying that, he added: "It was said by my very good brother. Although the words are a bit rough, I think they are quite flavorful.
That’s enough for a man.”
"Then you let us all eat that brat's meat?" The old monk still didn't believe it, feeling that Jiang Ning was holding something bad in his heart.
Jiang Ning shrugged and said, "You're going to die anyway. Waste is not waste. If you eat it for them, it's not a big loss for them calling me in the past few days."
He looked at Wen Dezhi and the others who were still sighing, with a smile on his lips.
The old monk didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
Jiang Ning took a deep breath of cold air, stood up, patted his butt, and said with a free and easy expression: "Okay, let's not waste any more time, I have to run for my life."
"The mountains are high and the roads are long. If I can survive this time, I will come to you for a drink."
After saying that, Jiang Ning suddenly appeared at the edge of the mountain road.
"Ouch!"
"Which blind person dares to kick your Grandpa Ruan!"
There was a wailing sound coming from the mountain road, but someone happened to rush up along the mountain road and bumped into Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning was fine, standing there motionless, but the other party was in terrible condition.
At this moment, the shoulder blades were probably cracked like spider webs.
Jiang Ning looked strange.
He heard the identity of the person coming, Ruan Lang!
Behind Ruan Lang, there was a large group of black figures.
It was the cultivators who were led by Qingling student Du Jing and others to break through.
After several days of fighting, they finally broke through the interception of Wang Jin and Cui Yuanwai and arrived at the deserted temple.
"Don't you have eyesight? You know that grandpa, I..." Ruan Lang's voice stopped abruptly when he saw the person in front of him clearly.
"Jiang...Senior Brother Jiang!"
"I worked so hard to find you, Senior Brother Jiang...you don't know how this disciple got here!"
Ruan Lang hugged Jiang Ning's thigh and cried loudly.
At this time, Du Jing and other Qingling students also came up, knelt down on one knee towards Jiang Ning, and said in unison: "Qingling students come to see the Young Academy."
"Fortunately, we lived up to our orders and brought our junior fellow apprentices, junior sisters, and many fellow Taoists out alive!"