In this monk, aside from the abnormality of the back neck, no matter how it looks, it is a normal person, and that kind of natural and peaceful breath makes people feel like a spring breeze.

To put it bluntly, he made us feel comfortable with him and can be very relaxed.

But I was secretly vigilant at this time, because the scale was obviously not normal people should have, not to mention that it was not that I had hallucinations, that I was wrong, it was real, but now he was included in the body.

Behind the old monk, we slowly walked deep into the woods.

The environment of the forest was different from the rest, and the ground restored the color of the soil, rather than the golden dangling outside.

I do not know whether it is the taste of the soil or the fragrance of the trees, in the process of walking in the woods, I found that there is a special smell in it, although it is not that aroma, but it can calm people's hearts.

I was nervous, but I smelled this smell for a while, and now I feel a lot easier.

After about ten minutes in the woods, we came to a clearing where there was a broken temple, made of dark gray rocks, a bit like a brick.

The temple has not known how long it has been, the left side has completely collapsed, the right side is also a little tilted, the temple door is two ordinary wooden doors, has decayed to see the original appearance.

From head to toe, this temple has a kind of broken and dying breath, there is no plaque on the door, if not vaguely see the Buddha statues enshrined in it, I probably did not know that this would be a temple.

Before the temple, the old monk stopped and smiled back at us.

“Old man, what are you doing here?”I asked quietly, my right hand was placed behind my waist, and I held the handle of the knife tightly.

On the mountain of spirits, I could not use the power of the ancients, but only by my own flesh to fight with people, but it is good that I have a knife, which can take the thorns for me...

The old monk was not far away from me, only about a meter, in this position, as long as the situation changed, I could pull the knife out of the knife in an instant to split his face.

Soba and Chen Qiuyang stood behind me, naturally seeing my movements, but no one was silent.

Perhaps this monk felt my hostility, and when he saw me put my hand behind him, he laughed helplessly.

In fact, from the beginning, we should be more rational, should not casually follow him, the reason why we will follow him, it is also because the evil son in this forest to feel the breath of others.

It may be that the old man is them, but I don’t see anyone else here.

At this moment, the old monk's neck side suddenly appeared a few scales, but this time he did not scratch, nor hid the scales, but let them drill out.

Seeing this scene, I did not hesitate, raised my hand and cut the past, and the evil son also jumped on the old monk's body in an instant, biting his neck.

The reason for the sudden attack I made was not the change in his neck, but the kind of killing like a viper, which made people sweat.

He wanted to kill us, and I could feel it very clearly.

“Both of you, run!Run outside the forest!”I shouted, “I’m behind the evil son!”

Listening to this, the first person to run out is not someone else, it is Chen Qiuyan.

In the process, she was afraid that Soba would react slowly and drag his feet, and dragged him out out of the forest.

Why did Chen Qiuyan run so decisively?

The answer is very simple, she can hear from my tone, I did not mean love, but revealed a feeling of withdrawal.

In this strange place, I don't want to fight with the old monk, you live, can escape, and the stupidity of fighting him is the most meaningless thing...

The fallen evil man bit his neck, and the old monk still had a smile on his face, without fear, but without returning.

Seeing his reaction, I felt a kind of uneasiness in my heart, but I felt that this monk laughed so falsely... just like wearing a layer of human skin mask... The smile and the look were hostile to him.

Without waiting for the evil son to react, the old monk instantly broke his right hand, seemingly effortlessly pierced the abdomen of the fallen evil, and penetrated it from the back.

Falling the evil son did not withdraw the meaning, it is estimated that it also saw the situation clearly, but turned forward and retreated, and used both hands and feet to hold the old monk tightly, and locked him on the ground.

“Run.”The evil son gritted his teeth and listened to the tone of his speech, which seemed to feel some pain.

I didn’t dare to think about it, and turned around and ran away.

To tell the truth, I also did not dare to fill the knife for the old monk in this section, if I scraped it over, it would be uncertain who would make up whose knife.

I did not run slowly, that is, I ran for half a minute, and then I caught up with Chen Qiuyan, who was going to flee.

Seeing me coming, they first relaxed, as if they slowed down, deliberately trying to wait for me.

But before I could catch up, they picked up the pace again, and my eyes became tense and faster and faster.

I still don't know what's going on, just listen to Chen Qiuyan suddenly shout: "Sie An!

behind?

I didn't think much, subconsciously looked back, this look, the scalp is about to explode.

I don't know when the old monk broke free of the bondage of the evil son, and he was not slowly chasing after us, and his movements were very strange.

It is not running, but taking a seemingly stable step, like a small step to catch up.

He held a thud in his left hand that looked like copper, and when I looked back at him, he also raised his hand and gently played on the stud, making a buzzing sound.

That strange voice was hard to describe, and after it sounded, it lasted for a short time, perhaps a second or two, but when it was quiet, my ears were still buzzing, like tinnitus.

Just as he was rapidly approaching us, the old monk, who had never spoken, spoke suddenly.

It was as if his voice had been hurt, and it was uncomfortable to listen.

“The mountain is defeated... turning back to the shore... you let me go...”

Feeling the madness and killing in his words, I ran faster and faster, and soon caught up with Chen Qiaoyan, without hesitation, and continued to run by the hands of the two of them.

“This monk... no... not a monster...”

Because the ancient air in the spiritual mountain was blocked, the recovery of the body clams also weakened a lot, and at this moment, running all-in-one, there is really a long-lost sense of fatigue, running out of breath, and speaking unfavorably.

"What is a monster?" asked Soba, who could be heard from the sound of his words, and the man was afraid, presumably to frighten the monk.

“The Devil.”

I said, looking at the knife between my waist, I just think this is a little tricky.

I had split his knife before, but he retreated back and evaded in time, so I did not know whether the knife could break its flesh.

At this time, the hoarse voice of the old monk sounded again, and we were getting closer and closer.

“Under the mountain... did Shakyamuni not turn you back?”

“You don’t want to turn back?”

He spoke quickly, and some neurotic in his madness kept talking to himself and did not give us a chance to interject.

“Since you don’t want to go back... sanctuaries here with me...Let me measure you...”

When he said this, judging by the sound, we were only a meter or two away from it.

When I looked back again, the old monk's face was already covered with black scales, and his eyes became a little yellow, and it seemed that he was constantly flowing out of the stinking oily liquid.

“This is the devil... he was a man... but now he’s a demon!” he shouted, gritting his teeth, speeding up as much as possible, and tugging at Chen Qiuyan’s frantic escape.

At this time, the old monk's voice was only half a meter away from me, and that crazy laughter made my heart leap out of my throat.

“Let me go...”