Chapter 21 The Monk Crisis

The sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the boundless wilderness, Wang Sheng's figure suddenly appeared here.

"Drip, come to the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, the mission officially begins."

"Mission background introduction, it was at the end of Ming Dynasty, the government was corrupt, the people were in dire straits, and there were countless evil spirits and ghosts. The black mountain old demon sent his subordinate pagoda tree spirit grandma to collect the souls and search for strange treasures. The pagoda tree spirit grandma was caught in the process of executing the order. Captured and imprisoned."

"The status of the task, the life of Huai Shujing's grandmother is dying, the place of detention is unknown, and the force of detention is unknown."

"Mission requirements, rescue the pagoda tree essence grandma within one month."

"Punishment for mission failure, and stay in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story forever."

Listening to the system broadcast, Wang Sheng remained calm. At present, he doesn't know who the pagoda tree spirit grandma is being imprisoned, let alone rescue her. Right now, he had better learn about the world of A Chinese Ghost Story before starting to search.

There is a wilderness in front of him, which looks endless, and the breeze is very refreshing, but Wang Sheng dare not relax, because his innately mature body intuitively feels that there is something wrong with the breath here.

There was a foul smell in the air, not a normal smell in nature, more like the smell of animals was amplified by thousands or even hundreds of times.

Ordinary people may not be able to smell it, but it is very pungent to him.

"Could it be a monster?" Wang Sheng was a little nervous holding the kitchen knife in his hand, and he had never seen what a monster looked like.

Although I have seen the appearance of Zhu Bajie and Drifting Monk, they are all serious and well-educated people.

At this time, Wang Sheng's nose moved suddenly, and the smell in the air suddenly increased, and one of them smelled like rust, very astringent.

The smell of blood! Wang Sheng's expression tightened, this place is indeed unusual.

He looked towards the direction where the smell came from, and the next moment, several horses galloping wildly came into view. Wang Sheng took a closer look, and there were five horses in total. There are five figures lying tightly on the horse, frantically urging the whip.

As the distance drew closer, Wang Sheng was astonished to see the five figures clearly, because the five figures were all monks suddenly, and all of them were dripping with blood, and the yellow monk clothes were stained with blood.

"The benefactor in front, please get out of the way quickly, the rear is dangerous." At this time, the monk on the front horse had spotted Wang Sheng, and he shouted eagerly.

"Brother, that person seems to be my Buddhist disciple." A younger monk behind him said in surprise.

"Damn it." Senior monk's expression changed.

Wang Sheng already realized that something was wrong, because these monks were not only seriously injured, but also dozens of figures on horses appeared behind them.

They are actually chasing and killing these monks.

All of these pursuers were wearing military armor and helmets, holding spears and spears, and looked like imperial court troops.

"Vald donkey, you have nowhere to go! Stop now and I can give you a good time." The leader's armor was bright red, obviously the leader, and he yelled ferociously at this time.

Wang Sheng's face changed drastically. He didn't forget that he was also a monk. At this time, the fleeing monk team had arrived in front of Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng was about to perform the cloud climbing technique, and the leading monk bent down and stretched out his hand to him.

"Come up quickly." He shouted eagerly.

Wang Sheng gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and at the same time got on the horse lightly with all his strength under his feet.

It's not that he didn't think about flying into the sky to avoid this disaster, but he saw that there were bows and arrows behind the troops in the rear, and he was afraid of becoming a target.

Wang Sheng's body has gone through the marrow washing sutra twice, and his body is already much lighter. Mounting the horse hardly puts a burden on the horse.

The senior monk turned his head in surprise. He didn't expect that this senior was capable. Not only did he not become a burden, but he might even be able to help.

"Brother, we have to think of a way. Their horses are more handsome than ours. I'm afraid they will catch up soon." At this moment, the young monk said anxiously.

The brother and monk looked back, his face was gloomy. The speed of these thieves and officers really increased. He gritted his teeth fiercely, took out a bracelet of Buddhist beads from his arms, bit his fingers and dripped blood on the beads one by one.

He handed the beads to Wang Sheng behind him, "Junior brother, please throw these beads back one by one."

Wang Sheng was stunned, and reached out to take it. This string of Buddhist beads has a total of 18 beads, bright red in color, and each of them is crystal clear. The blood of brothers and monks on it is gradually soaking in blood, and it looks like a treasure at first glance.

"Drip, remind, found materials that can be collected."

"Name, Thunder Bead Bracelet."

"Value, ten contribution points."

"Whether the host chooses to collect payment."

It is naturally impossible for Wang Sheng to covet other people's beads in front of others, and he doesn't care about ten contribution points.

He obeyed the words of his brother and monk, untied a Buddhist bead from the bracelet, and threw it backwards fiercely.

He was born with a great cultivation base, so his strength was naturally not small, and he threw the light Buddhist beads far away into the chasing group behind him.

There was a bang, smoke, dust and rocks splashed everywhere, and the bead exploded upon falling to the ground.

Several horses had their legs broken, and the sergeants on them fell to the ground.

Wang Sheng looked at the remaining beads in his hand, and then looked at the extremely impressive explosion scene in the distance. He was a little shocked. These beads could actually produce the effect of explosives.

"Brother did a good job." The senior monk was pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect Wang Sheng to throw the thunderball so accurately, and the first thunderball worked.

Wang Sheng patted his head and didn't reply.

"Junior brother, keep throwing it backwards, don't be afraid of breaking the precept of killing, the power of this thunder bead is limited, it can only seriously injure them, not life-threatening." The senior brother and the monk urged.

"These court hawks and dogs disregarded the laws of nature and abused the common people. I don't know how many lives of our Buddhist disciples are in their hands. Even if they die, they deserve what they deserve." The young monk who was half a body behind said bitterly.

Wang Sheng didn't say a word, he didn't want to get involved in the disputes of these people, although he was also bald, but he only recognized his master and senior brother, he didn't have any sense of belonging in Buddhism.

But right now it's about my own safety, so I'd better help these monks.

He took a bead in his hand and threw it to the rear again, this time the throw was still very accurate, and it landed right in the middle of the horses. With a 'bang' sound, the horse fell down, and the screams were endless.

"Damn bald donkey, how courageous!" The leading general's face was livid, and he roared to the rear, "Daoist Iron Eagle, it's time for you to act."

"Quack! The general finally remembers the old way, let's look at the old way next." The speaker was an old Taoist priest in Taoist uniform with a wretched body. He used to ride behind the team with a relaxed expression, but now he heard the general speak. With a smile, his body shrank and turned into an eagle in an instant.

This man was actually an eagle demon. His wings were casted like iron, and his two eagle claws were tough and powerful. His eyes swept around like lightning and flint. The old man is busy for nothing."

"Naturally, the Taoist priest will not work hard in vain."

"Hey, that's good." Daoist Tie Ying flapped his wings fiercely, Feng Chi Yunjuan had already reached the sky, he looked down through the clouds, but saw a pair of eyes staring straight at him.

Wang Sheng was very amazed at this moment. His eyesight was amazing. He had noticed Tie Ying the moment he transformed, and he had been witnessing him flying high into the sky.

"This is a monster." He felt strange, he didn't have much fear, but was mostly curious and excited.

Tie Ying was very annoyed by the look in Wang Sheng's eyes, "A bald donkey who doesn't know how to live or die." He also recognized that this was the monk who threw the thunderball before.

Make up your mind to kill him immediately, so as to make a splash in front of the general.