Looking at Qin Mu's unwillingness to believe it, he held the dagger in his hand threateningly, as if he was about to stab it in the next second. The monk was covered in cold sweat in his forehead, and he suddenly felt very stressed against the old tree's gaze asking for help.

"This, Qin Mu, the way he spoke just now and tone was different from now. Yes, he is a tree, but he is a monster, and he is a tree demon for four hundred years. You know, the level of cultivation of trees is definitely not as good as that of an animal for four hundred years. Xiaobai has only been more than two hundred years. How powerful can his soul be? Why can't he be promoted?" The monk felt more and more reasonable, and he could justify himself in the end, and explained excitedly.

Qin Mu was speechless. Is this monk full of sympathy or something? He actually helped the old demon to excuse him.

The old tree was also a climber, so naturally someone helped him get rid of it and he kept saying, "Yes, Master, Buman, you said, I was a young man just now and really lost his mind for a while..."

The old tree explained in a nagging manner, but Qin Mu's thoughts floated far away.

It was not that he had noticed that Lao Shu's expression and tone suddenly changed, but he was more willing to believe that Lao Shu suddenly had a snoring head. The soul of the monster was much stronger than that of humans. This person who had been on the body of Lao Shu, no matter whether he was a human or a monster, his cultivation must be strong, but Qin Mu didn't remember when he got involved with such a strong cultivation.

Qin Mu really can't remember the past, and even Chonghua's enemies are as numerous as ox-haired. These ox-haired people are either over 60 years old or are in peace. They don't bother with Chonghua's disciples. But recently, they have just gotten into a Red Light Fierce Spirit King and the flute-player behind him.

Wait, Qin Mu's eyes suddenly opened wide, looking at the old tree with branches and leaves intertwined. Could it be the flute player?

Behind the scenes, you can control things like the Red Light Evil Spirit King remotely, and you can escape the pursuit of Honglian smoothly, and even make Honglian and Qin Mu almost kill each other. Thinking about it this way, it seems that the identity of the flute player is more in line with the word "master".

Just as Qin Mu was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Zhao Laoshi shouting: "I'm back."

As the sun sets, Qin Mu's position is just backlit. I can see two people vaguely, as if dragging something to walk hard. Zhao Laoshi's voice is loud and he gradually walks in. He sees his face full of red light. The orange sunset is projected from behind him. The clouds in the sky are dyed into magnificent colors. Qin Mu squinted his eyes and looked at the two excited men quietly in front of the sun, dragging their prey into the village.

The monk had already rushed over to help. It was a dead wild boar, tilting his head and blood flowed all the way. Long blood mixed with soil appeared behind Zhao Laoshi and the dark man, like a guided bloodline.

There were gray-white birds flying by with their wings in the sky. The dark man walking behind him was carrying a hunting rifle behind him, smiling to his white teeth, "Today's dinner is over."

With the help of the monk, this giant was finally placed in the open space in front of the house. Qin Muxin said that there was no dinner there, and basically no need to worry about food for a week.

The outskirts of Ningcheng are mostly hilly and mountainous. In such places, there are no ferocious beasts such as tigers and bears. However, wild boars and foxes are common. Occasionally, you can see a few pangolins or wild deer. People in Ningcheng like bacon. In such months and seasons, you often see villagers hunting, making the hunted beasts into bacon or selling them directly to the market.

If Yu Xiu and his group were not there, this wild boar would probably not have eaten much, and the rest would be exchanged for money.

Qin Mu suddenly felt very embarrassed. He had never known each other, so the other party was willing to treat them with wild boars.

Zhao Laoshi and the monk vividly described the thrill of beating wild boars. Due to the great movement outside, Yu Nan ran out of the inner room and saw this giant as soon as he went out, so he drooled.

"Have Yu Xiu woke up?" Qin Mu stared at the wild boar for a while and suddenly spoke.

"I woke up, but I was still a little dizzy." Yu Nan answered quickly.

Qin Mu nodded. It was natural. He would feel dizzy when he woke up from a serious illness, let alone curse him.

"What's wrong with Yu Xiu?" The dark-faced man looked inexplicably strange. The monk opened his mouth and glanced at Qin Mu, without saying anything.

However, Yu Nankou was unrestrained: "If someone scolded me, I would faint."

But this guy might as well not say anything. The man with a dark face immediately put down the wild boar in his hand and entered the room silently, "Yu Xiu is not such a person." After saying this, the guy even closed the door of the house, locking the curiosity of the people and others outside the door.

"Now, who will deal with this pig?" Qin Mu had seen Yu Nan's brainlessness. If Yu Xiu had not spoken like this, what does it mean to "make people scolded" and make people faint? Qin Mu had never seen someone who was scolded alive, unless it was an elderly person. Besides, it was a reality now, not acting. Is it necessary?

The monk turned his head and resisted these companions who knew how to eat meat in a silent way.

Zhao Laoshi was so desperate that he put his hand on the monk's shoulder: "It's good to be a monk with wine and meat. Look at Lu Zhishen, that's..." Before Zhao Laoshi finished speaking, the monk's jealous jar-sized fist had already greeted him. It was obvious that the monk was not really hitting him, otherwise Zhao Laoshi would not have easily avoided him. This guy closed his mouth as soon as possible and pretended to be innocent and smirked.

"Your monk brother is not Lu Zhishen, but his fists are as hard as Lu Zhishen." Qin Mu rarely teased.

Zhao Laoshi jumped three feet high: "Who is your monk brother? Your talented brother, your whole family is your brother."

"Yes." Qin Mu smiled.

No one knew what Yu Xiu and the man with a dark face said. He could only hear the "bang" sound of the wooden door of the dilapidated house. The man with an angry face looked at the several surprised faces standing at the door, and walked straight out the door without looking back.

The sound of a storm came from the inner room, followed by Yu Xiu's hastily and weak body falling softly on the door frame. Yu Nan hurriedly stepped forward to support him. At this time, Yu Xiu's face was pale, even his lips were pale. He said weakly: "Hurry, stop him."

The monk was stunned, and quickly took a step and rushed towards the crazy man. He didn't know that the other party was focused and ran so fast. The monk secretly raised his anger. It was because Qin Mu, a shameless guy, wasn't able to escape from an ordinary person?
Chapter completed!