Chapter 178: "Pig" On the Palm 2
In this way, Yan Zhengya followed the weasel monster to Xiaozhou Mountain in the evening. At this time, Xiao Zhoushan was gradually shrouded in darkness. Yan Zhengya squatted on the ground to check what was on the spiraling mountain path.
You can't be wrong, this evil spirit is also mixed with a touch of alcohol.
How much wine did this weasel demon steal from that man? It's fine to steal someone's wine and drink, but why are you so unqualified to fart at others? Is it strange that people don't hold grudges? Yan Zhengya complained in her heart, carefully identified the direction of the evil spirit, and then continued to go deep into Xiaozhou Mountain.
As Zhengya deepened, another strange aura in the deep mountain caught his attention. This aura was different from the monster aura, but it was more pure than the monster aura. The color of the monster aura was light red, and this aura, It is blackened.
Intuitively telling himself that there was a dangerous aura, Yan Zhengya immediately pulled himself together, spit out the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and squeezed two talismans from his chest in his hands.
The tall grass in front of him moved, and a yellow and white thing jumped out and disappeared quickly.
It was that little weasel demon! Zheng Ya was overjoyed, and followed quickly.
A fire talisman in his hand flew forward, igniting the tall grass in front of him with a bang, Yan Zhengya leaped forward, the mahogany sword behind his back was urged out of its sheath, and under Yan Zhengya's control, he flew straight towards the weasel little demon .
Seeing the little weasel demon with the wooden sword in front and the fire talisman in the back, he was in a dilemma. The little demon fell on the ground with his front feet, let out a strange cry, and his stomach swelled rapidly. With a loud noise, yellow smoke filled the surrounding area, and the stench was unbearable. smell.
"Damn!" Yan Zhengya quickly held her breath, and farted when she disagreed with her. Do you have the quality?
Yan Zhengya made a sword finger and manipulated Taomu Jian, chasing the fleeing weasel demon again. He has been fighting demons for many years, and he has seen too much of this kind of illusion. Taomu Jian followed the demon spirit and flew all the way to the deep mountains go.
After chasing for about a stick of incense, the weasel demon seemed to be exhausted, and while looking back at the distance of the mahogany sword, he ran wildly, and accidentally bumped into the sharp stone in front of him, screaming, unconscious, oh, no , It's unconsciousness.
Yan Zhengya came after him, opened the demon-subduing Qiankun bag at his waist, and put the weasel demon in it. He nodded in satisfaction, yes, ten taels of silver is in hand. No, but in front of the client, let the weasel demon give up and let it smell it. Hey, this one is a little difficult. But it's not impossible. Forget it, don't think about it, let's think of a way when the time comes.
It was getting late, he took out the compass, fixed the position of the mountain pass, and went out slowly all the way.
Just walking to a place more than a mile away from the mountain pass, the mahogany sword trembled twice on the back, and the faint evil spirit immediately attracted Yan Zhengya's attention.
There is a demon? Yan Zhengya raised her eyebrows slightly, followed the evil spirit, turned around, and groped down the valley.
As the demonic aura grew stronger, Yan Zhengya's heart trembled, and she held the mahogany sword in her hand. There was a deep grass in front of her, and something was rustling inside.
He used the tip of his sword to pierce the tall grass in front of him, and a small black lump of something was nesting there.
Yan Zhengya tentatively poked it with the sword, and with a bang, the black thing trembled violently, revealing a pink nose.
Both parties were startled, Zhengya shrank back, and the little pink nose jumped up on the spot in shock.
With this jump, Yan Zhengya could see clearly, this is...a pig?
That's right, a swarthy little pig with a pink nose and black beady eyes was looking at him in shock. It has a round body, four small trotters, and a curly tail.
It turned out to be just an ordinary little black pig, Yan Zhengya let go of her heart, let out a deep breath, and patted her heart.
The little black pig didn't even dare to move, and watched Zhengya not far away.
(Tian Miao has already come to this world, but I will release it tomorrow. This time the predestined person, ah no, this time the predestined pig is our little black pig.)