Chapter 128 Night Drinking (Update 1)
At night, outside the Great Black Mountain.
Yu Chengyi took great pains to kill the monster in front of him.
This took more effort than he had expected.
This monster was not strong, but it was quite cunning and fast. Even if it was seriously injured, it could still find a way to escape from him.
Originally, he had more people and could surround and kill the monster so that the monster could not escape. But after lending a few people to Mo Hua, the siege was broken.
The monster also took the opportunity to escape several times, and was not chased to death by Yu Chengyi until the evening.
The other people were more or less injured, but fortunately they were all flesh wounds and nothing serious.
After everyone packed up the monster, they went to the nearby monster hunting camp to rest.
It was late, and it was not easy to travel, and they were tired all day and wanted to rest for a while.
Several monster hunters lit the lights, and the dim light turned on, and the narrow camp became warm.
Yu Chengyi took out several bottles of strong liquor and poured them for everyone.
Everyone raised their glasses and drank them all. As the strong liquor went down their throats, they immediately felt that their fatigue had dissipated a lot.
Yu Chengyi smacked his lips and said, "What a pity, there is wine but no meat."
A demon hunter coughed and took out a paper bag from the storage bag. When he opened it, he saw that it was several kilograms of cut beef demon meat.
The sauce was red, dotted with spicy spices, and the spicy smell was fragrant.
Yu Chengyi cursed, "Why didn't you take it out earlier? I've already drunk a few sips of wine."
The man was not polite either, "Then don't eat it. I don't want to take it out yet!"
Several people laughed and cursed a few more times, and then started to eat meat and drink, feasting on it.
"Is this beef from Moshan's family?" someone asked.
"Nonsense, where else can you eat such delicious meat except his house?"
"Go to Lingshanlou on North Street, the spiritual meat is definitely good!"
"It's too expensive, it's boring to eat."
"Next time I'll try to get close to Moshan and see if I can get him to send some..."
"You're shameless?"
"Go to hell!"
...
The few people ate and chatted.
Yu Chengyi frowned slightly. When Moshan was mentioned, he thought of his son Mohua.
I don't know how Mohua is doing now, and whether he has encountered any danger.
At this moment, Yu Chengyi suddenly shuddered, his expression solemn, and said: "There is movement!"
Several demon hunters put down their wine glasses, squatted and pressed their knives, and stared at the entrance of the camp vigilantly. A demon hunter walked to the door, looked sideways, and his expression relaxed. He turned around and said: "It's Lao Zhao."
Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in their seats, and drank the wine.
Old Zhao came in and saw them, and couldn't help but scold: "I've been traveling all night, but you're here at ease, with wine and meat!"
"Don't you think you're not coming back?"
"Your wife is pregnant, and everyone thought you were back."
"You don't have the good taste..."
Everyone laughed.
Yu Chengyi poured a glass of wine and asked Old Zhao to sit down.
Old Zhao was not polite. He had been traveling for a long time, and he was tired and thirsty. He picked up the wine and drank it all. The wine was spicy in his throat, but he felt much more comfortable.
Yu Chengyi couldn't help asking: "Is Mo Hua okay?"
Old Zhao heard this and his expression became complicated.
Yu Chengyi's heart skipped a beat, "What, is there an accident?"
Old Zhao shook his head, "No, I went home."
"Oh, that's good," Yu Chengyi breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help cursing:
"You have something to say, why don't you just say it? You scared me!"
Yu Chengyi took a sip of wine and asked by the way:
"What did Mo Hua do?"
"Nothing, I went to kill monsters..."
Yu Chengyi spit out a mouthful of wine, "What?"
Old Zhao repeated helplessly, "Killed monsters."
"Mid-stage first-grade?"
"Mid-stage first-grade."
Yu Chengyi was stunned, "How did you kill it?"
Old Zhao sighed, Yu Chengyi suddenly realized, and patted Old Zhao on the shoulder:
"Old Zhao, you are good. Thank you for your hard work!"
After saying that, he felt something was wrong and asked in confusion:
"You are not injured either. It doesn't look like you killed him."
"I didn't kill him..." Old Zhao said, "At least I didn't kill him."
Yu Chengyi frowned and said, "What do you mean it counts? Don't be so fussy. If you have something to say, just say it!"
Old Zhao organized his words and said, "Mo Hua set a trap and a formation. When the monster walked into the trap, he used the fireball spell to light the formation, and the monster was seriously injured..."
"Then we don't need me. Those guys in the middle stage of Qi Refining are enough to kill the seriously injured and dying monster..."
Yu Chengyi frowned.
The other monster hunters said, "Old Zhao, you are drunk, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Can this monster be a middle stage of the first grade?"
"You didn't drink much, are you too drunk?"
"Get lost!" Old Zhao didn't bother to pay attention to them.
Yu Chengyi believed it a little bit and asked, "What formation?"
"How should I know?"
"Why don't you ask?" Yu Chengyi said.
"I was so surprised that I couldn't remember it?"
"What happened next?"
"Then he let the monster bleed, we sold the monster, and I... also got eight spirit stones..."
Yu Chengyi looked at him with contempt, "You took advantage of a child."
Old Zhao blushed, "I refused, but I didn't refuse!"
"Can you feel at ease with these spirit stones?"
"Send them to his restaurant tomorrow, buy some meat, and share them among us..."
"You feel uneasy, let's help you share the burden."
"You guys!"
Several people laughed for a while.
Yu Chengyi kept frowning.
"What's wrong?" Old Zhao asked when he saw this.
"Are you sure that the formation can really seriously injure a mid-level first-grade monster?" Yu Chengyi asked seriously.
Old Zhao's expression also became serious, "I saw it with my own eyes!"
"What kind of monster?"
"Red-eyed sheep, more than ten feet tall, with curled horns, white hair, red eyes, likes to eat internal organs, and his mouth was full of blood after he had just finished eating." After saying this, Old Zhao opened the storage bag, which contained a bloody hoof, and said:
"This is the hoof of the sheep monster. It is not valuable, so I didn't sell it."
Everyone saw that the hoof was as thick as a cultivator's thigh, and the hoof tip was blood red, even red to black, and they all put away their joking expressions.
"It is a mid-stage first-grade, and it is in its prime, and it has eaten a lot of fishy meat."
A monster hunter hesitated and said, "Mo Shan's son is only at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining. Can he draw such a powerful formation?"
"I think it is unlikely."
"It's hard to say. The iron armor formation on my son's vine armor was drawn by him. Although I can't understand it, it is indeed well drawn!" said another monster hunter.
"You can't understand it, how do you know whether it's good or bad?"
"You haven't eaten pork, but you've seen pigs run?"
...
Everyone was talking at once.
Yu Chengyi pondered for a moment and said, "You go ask tomorrow... Forget it, I'll go and see what formation is used, whether it can really hurt a first-grade middle-stage monster."
Old Zhao nodded, "But aren't we going to the inner mountain tomorrow?"
"Postpone it for a day and go the day after tomorrow."
Several people were stunned for a moment, "Is this formation so important? A team of people have to wait for a day..."
Yu Chengyi nodded and said, "It's not important to us, but it's very important to novice monster hunters."
"What do you mean?"
Yu Chengyi thought for a while, looked at everyone, and said slowly:
"With this formation, as long as there are three or four middle-stage Qi Refining people, can we kill a first-grade middle-stage monster?"
Everyone looked at each other, and their hearts couldn't help but jump.