Chapter 2022: Monk Blocks the Road

The convoy was back on the road, advancing slowly in the night.

The deserters thought they had finally gained their freedom, but soon they found that the carriage had actually started to take a detour and headed towards Danyang County.

"Aren't you heading to Jinsha County? The direction is wrong!" someone questioned.

"This is the right direction!" The leader of the convoy did not even look back.

The deserters immediately realized that something was wrong and wanted to jump out of the car.

"Swish!" The next moment, all the members of the convoy drew their sabers and put them directly on their necks.

"If you don't want to die, stay here!" The leader of the convoy chuckled and rode in front.

Diao Jun was also put on his neck with a knife, and he would be a fool if he didn't understand.

I thought I would be free immediately after escaping successfully. Who would have thought that this convoy was actually related to Danyang and deceived all the deserters.

But why did they appear here? It's impossible for them to know in advance that everyone would escape today?

Why are they so unlucky? I was thinking about going back to Qimu Town to find Brother Shao and Xier on the way to Jinsha County to discuss what to do next, but I was caught back to that deadly barracks again.

I really hope that the generals and Danyang soldiers in the barracks will all be eaten by the wolf and the wolf pack, so that I can be free.

Just as I was thinking about it, the convoy suddenly stopped.

All the members of the convoy raised their swords vigilantly, and the leader took the lead, looking at the end of the road ahead in the night.

What's going on?

Diao Jun and other controlled deserters all looked over, trying to avoid being cut by the blade on their necks.

At the end of the road, a monk in a gray monk's robe and holding a Zen stick stood with his eyes closed, silently reciting scriptures.

When the convoy approached, the monk suddenly opened his eyes, paused with his right hand, inserted the Zen stick into the ground, and put his hands together: "Amitabha! Which evildoer is causing trouble here? Why don't you leave quickly?"

Hearing this, the leader of the convoy frowned: "Where did this stinky monk come from? Get out of my way, don't block the road!"

"Amitabha!" The monk's eyes widened,

Suddenly picked up the heavy Zen stick, swung it in a circle in front of him, "You evildoer, are you looking for a fight?"

"Swish!" As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly kicked his feet, and the whole person ran like a gust of wind. In an instant, he came to the front of the convoy leader, swung the Zen stick and smashed.

The leader of the convoy raised his sword and rode to fight.

The monk walked on foot, shuttled left and right, and the Zen stick in his hand whirred.

The leader raised his sword and chopped on the horse, and the speed was not slow.

The weapons of both sides crossed, and there was a constant ding-ling sound.

After a few rounds, the monk made a feint and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Zha——!!"

Like a lion's roar, the leader was shaken by the sudden roar and was instantly distracted.

Taking advantage of his distraction, the monk swung his Zen stick and hit the leader's left shoulder.

The huge force knocked the team leader off his horse and fell heavily to the ground.

When he landed, a female ghost in a white skirt flew out of his body and shouted angrily at the monk in the air: "Stinky monk, are you looking for death?!"

The monk's Zen stick scraped the ground and directly dragged the unconscious team leader to the side. He looked up and glared at the female ghost in the white skirt: "Monster, give me your life!"

"See if you have the ability!" The female ghost in the white skirt was Yu Wanniang. She was forced to work for Jia Zhengjin. She was unhappy in her heart. She also knew that Nuwa had been monitoring her. If she did not obey the order, she would definitely lose her freedom and be imprisoned again. Now that the good things were ruined by this monk, she became even more angry and transferred all her anger to him.

Yu Wanniang used magic, and countless corpses broke out of the ground around the monk, roaring and besieging him.

This made the controlled deserters on the carriage feel scared. They thought it was a caravan of ordinary people, but the leader was possessed by a female ghost and could summon corpses.

The other members of the caravan were indifferent to this scene, and it was obvious that they were all possessed by ghosts like the leader.

So, the general Yu Cheng was in collusion with ghosts?

If so, why did he fight with the demon wolf?

Aren’t demons and ghosts in the same camp?

Knowing that the people in the caravan were possessed by ghosts, the deserters felt more fearful and desperate.

However, when they saw the monk who suddenly appeared, swinging his Zen stick without fear of the dense corpses, they felt a little bit of expectation in their hearts.

If the monk could defeat these ghosts, maybe they would have a chance to escape.

As if he heard their wishes, the monk suddenly became very fierce, and the Zen stick was swung tightly, and only corpses were seen flying all over the sky.

After a while, he easily broke through the siege of corpses, jumped high with a kick, and smashed the white-skirted female ghost Yu Wanniang in the air with a staff.

Yu Wanniang waved her hands, and a sharp black wind was released from her sleeves, blowing the monk in the face, causing him to lose his balance. He flipped three times in the air, and took several steps back after falling to the ground.

Then, countless zombies broke out of the ground, roaring and besieging the monk.

The monk stood firm, facing the group of zombies without any tension, and swung his Zen staff up and down.

In an instant, the group of corpses flew around, and he forced a way out, rushed to Yu Wanniang again, and swung his Zen staff to hit.

Yu Wanniang snorted coldly, disappeared in front of him in an instant, and appeared in the convoy the next moment.

With a wave of her hand, most of the convoy members rushed forward to cooperate with the group of zombies to besiege the monk. The remaining small number of members continued to guard the deserters.

I really didn't expect that so many zombies and convoy members, under the siege together, couldn't beat the monk.

The monk was like in the Musou mode, wherever he rushed, zombies or convoy members would be knocked away.

The fallen team members fainted, and the little ghosts leaning over would come out.

Before they could react, the monk swung his Zen stick and smashed them hard, instantly transcending them.

After a while, all the zombies and the team members who came forward to fight fell down, leaving only Wan Niang and a few members guarding the deserters.

The deserters looked happy, including Diao Jun, who saw hope.

Yu Wan Niang frowned, with an unhappy expression on her face.

"Amitabha!" The monk's face was not red, he was not out of breath, and he didn't even sweat a drop, as if the fight just now was effortless.

"Damn monk!" Although Yu Wan Niang called herself the ghost king, she was actually only at the level of a demon general. The monk in front of him showed strength, at least in the realm of Ling Yi Tong Xuan, and could fight the real demon king.

In other words, the other party still had some reservations, and could easily kill her if he was serious.

It seemed impossible for her to defeat the monk by herself, but no matter that stinky Taoist priest or the strange female demon beside him, they didn't intervene.

She wanted to give up the mission and leave directly, but she knew that the stinky Taoist priest and the female demon would not let her go.

Were they watching on purpose to test her full strength? Or did they have no intention of intervening at all and were ready to let her fend for herself?

No matter what, at least one thing was certain, they would never let her give up the mission and run away.

There was no other way, she could only fight!