Chapter 41: Mountain Wolf

He couldn't help but look up, seeing firelight flickering in the dark night outside the courtyard, like someone holding a torch running around. His heart sank, and he opened the courtyard gate to look out.

Watching a child running over in a hurry with a torch, Wan Tiancang hurriedly said:

"That child! What happened!"

"Master! Old Ye at the entrance of the village is dead. They say a monster has come, and they are calling the whole village to go over."

The child stopped hurriedly, holding the torch, looking at Wan Tiancang uneasily, seeing this immortal who hadn't stepped out of the courtyard for more than half a year frown, and took half a step out of the courtyard before retracting.

"It just so happens that Lichuan Mouth has encountered a monster! This spiritual rice has only been planted for more than half a year, so nothing must happen."

Wan Tiancang wanted to find Li Tongya, but was afraid that the monster would miss the spiritual rice in the garden. Between the two difficulties, he had to squat down and call the child:

"Go and call Chen Erniu over."

"Yes!"

Just as the child got up, the two saw firelight flickering in the forest, and a group of people surrounded Chen Erniu and emerged.

"Immortal Master! What should we do!"

Chen Erniu was sweating profusely. The master's people hadn't arrived yet, and two more village servants died in the village, both with their brain marrow dug out, and their death was miserable. Chen Erniu was both terrified and angry, rushing around like an ant on a hot pot.

"Has anyone seen this monster?"

Wan Tiancang looked at Chen Erniu, who was sweating profusely, and said in a deep voice with a straight face.

"No, the deceased often didn't even make a scream!"

Hearing this, Wan Tiancang suddenly retreated. He, Wan Tiancang, was just a small cultivator at the peak of the Profound Mirror Wheel. Where did he have the strength to deal with such a monster that looked like it came and went like the wind? He smiled bitterly in his heart:

"Li Tongya, Li Tongya, where the hell are you!"

"Brother Wan!"

Wan Tiancang paused for a few breaths. Just as he was about to speak, a high shout came from far to near, interrupting his words.

He looked up and saw a young man wearing vine armor and holding a long bow walking over with great strides, showing his white teeth and smiling at him.

"Young Patriarch!"

Chen Erniu hurriedly bowed. Wan Tiancang suddenly understood that this was probably Li Xiangping, and hurriedly bowed:

"Wan family Wan Tiancang, greetings to the Young Patriarch."

Li Xiangping waved his hand, signaled Chen Erniu to get up, and said to Wan Tiancang:

"Brother Wan, wait a moment."

Turning his head to look at Chen Erniu, he said in a deep voice:

"All the old, weak, women, and children in the village should gather around this courtyard. The village servants should sit in teams of ten on the outside, three feet apart, ensuring that each team has at least five teams to protect within their field of vision."

After speaking, he entered the courtyard with Wan Tiancang and ignored the others.

"Yes!"

Chen Erniu suddenly found the backbone, hurriedly responded, and then went down to arrange it.

Li Xiangping just entered the courtyard, and Wan Tiancang smiled bitterly:

"Brother Li, this monster's cultivation is probably not low. Tiancang is afraid he can't help."

Li Xiangping laughed and said bluntly:

"Brother Wan, you don't need to beat around the bush with me. Your Wan family wants to protect the spiritual rice, and my Li family wants to protect Lichuan Mouth. We are still grasshoppers on the same rope!"

Wan Tiancang suddenly tightened, and his heart was full of bitterness. If this monster wasn't in Lichuan Mouth, he, Wan Tiancang, wouldn't care if it ate people! He would hold the spiritual rice and watch the Li family suffer, but now he had to help.

Putting away his little thoughts, Wan Tiancang pondered for a few breaths, took out paper and pen from the room, and while sitting down to write something, explained:

"The safest plan now is for me to write a letter, call my family head to come and help, and it is best to solve this matter before dawn!"

"Not bad!"

Li Xiangping nodded and continued:

"You write three letters, and I will send people out of the village in three directions to prevent any accidents on the road and not being able to reach the Wan family."

Wan Tiancang nodded repeatedly and wrote for about a quarter of an hour, but heard screams and cries for help from outside the courtyard, which was chaotic.

Li Xiangping went out with a dark face. In front of the courtyard, a group of old, weak, women, and children were sitting, each lighting a bonfire, looking at the distance in horror, crying or exclaiming in a low voice.

Not far away, the village servants had gathered beside the team on the outermost edge, holding long sticks and door panels, staring at the forest on the edge timidly.

"It's a mountain wolf."

Wan Tiancang stood beside Li Xiangping with a pen, looking at the green eyes in the forest from afar, and said in a deep voice.

A giant wolf as big as a yellow ox, covered in silver-gray fur, was stepping out of the forest with vertical ghostly green pupils. The gray-silver wolf snout was sharp and long, the corners of the mouth were wide, the ears were erect, and the tail was drooping, forcing the village servants to retreat repeatedly.

Raising his head and looking over the crowd, those eyes stared coldly at Li Xiangping standing on the stone steps of the courtyard gate. The sharp snout curled up slightly, as if laughing lightly.

"This beast..."

Wan Tiancang was sweating profusely, wiped the cold sweat silently, and continued:

Li Xiangping faced this monster directly, also feeling a chill down his spine. Looking at the giant wolf's slightly curled corners of the mouth and the ghostly green pupils staring at him coldly, he actually tasted a bit of disdain.

"If my family head is not a match for this monster..."

Wan Tiancang suddenly raised his head, looked at Li Xiangping quietly, his lips buzzing, and said with some difficulty.

"Spirit-Initial Wheel monster?"

Li Xiangping narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Prepare for the worst. If this monster has more than the cultivation of the Yujing Wheel, lead it to the southeast, bypass Lijing Village, and climb Lijing Mountain. My Li family has an array there. Your family head can kill the monster by borrowing the terrain."

"Fine, fine, fine!"

Wan Tiancang carefully changed the three letters, handed them to Chen Erniu, watched him order people to send the letters, shook his head with a bitter smile, and said:

"That beast has cultivated to the Yujing Wheel, its spiritual intelligence has opened, and it should have eaten many people. It has already targeted both of us. Cultivators are great supplements. We have no way out."

"Don't panic."

Li Xiangping waved his hand, staring tightly at the monster's eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly like the evil wolf, also having a bit of a smile, and said softly:

"When I was young, I saw my father hunt wolves. This beast is the most cautious. Now that it has cultivated to the Yujing Wheel, it must be cautious to the extreme. It's a good thing that it targeted us. Just listen to my orders."

"Chen Erniu!"

"Subordinate is here!"

Chen Erniu hurriedly stepped forward and listened carefully.

"The village servants should retreat step by step, surround us, and retreat slowly to the south together. The old, weak, women, and children should stay in place and don't need to move. The monster will definitely come to chase."

"The outer village servants should throw away the door panels together and hold the torches outward. Once the monster approaches, whether it roars or calls, or scolds or curses, you must not have any fear! If the monster comes to pounce, use long sticks tied with long knives to sweep and hit the ground. Wolf legs are slender, and this monster will definitely cherish them very much."

Taking a polished arrow from the quiver, Li Xiangping pinched a spell in his hand, and faint golden light had already appeared on the arrowhead.

Putting the arrow tail on the string, Li Xiangping said coldly:

"Go!" ===== CHAPTER 42 =====