Chapter 43

"So, this Congwendao Sect is very powerful?" the old hunter asked.

"It's not the Congwendao Sect, it's the Congwendao Sect," Qi Wu corrected the old hunter's accent.

"Wait until tomorrow when we go to Qinghuai County, we will write a letter and send it to the Five Great Immortal Sects, asking them to take action." Qi Wu had inquired about the process when he met Dai Bufan.

At that time, he was still sighing that the local officials without much cultivation were high above, but he didn't expect the immortal sect disciples who were not in the red dust to be more approachable.

However, Qi Wu didn't know Dai Bufan's status and cultivation in the Congwendao Sect, just thinking he was an ordinary immortal sect disciple.

If he really knew Dai Bufan's identity and cultivation, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as sighing.

The old hunter was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked Qi Wu and others, and said that if the tiger demon could really be solved, he wouldn't even want the guide fee. Qi Wu hurriedly said no, no.

It's not that they don't want to save money, but they don't know whether the old hunter is talking about the scene or sincere words.

"Excuse me, the little girl encountered heavy rain on the way, I wonder if I can stay here for one night?"

A beautiful figure broke through the rain curtain. She was wearing a green lotus dress, with a trace of sorrow between her eyebrows, making people involuntarily want to agree to her request.

The crowd turned their heads to look at A-Yue. This said there was a female ghost and she really came. Is your boy's mouth enlightened?

"No!" Qi Wu immediately rejected the green-clothed girl's request.

There is no village in front and no shop in the back. A beautiful woman suddenly appeared in the deep mountains and old forests. Thinking of the old hunter's words just now, he couldn't help but doubt.

The most critical thing is that this green-clothed girl is dry!

The rain outside is like the old heaven pouring water, how could it be dry?

The green-clothed girl was slightly angry, feeling that this group of people looked like they had read books, but what they said was quite rude.

"You are unreasonable. Not to mention that this Mountain God Temple has no owner, you are just avoiding the rain here. Now it is raining heavily outside, do you want the little girl to keep casting spells to block the rain?!"

"Spells, are you a cultivator?" Qi Wu spoke carefully. Most cultivators have a gentle attitude toward mortals, but if they really anger them, it's hard to say what the other party can do.

He hesitated.

The old hunter had a firm attitude. Based on his years of experience living in the mountains and forests, he felt that this green-clothed girl must have a problem, but his tone was much more tactful: "This cultivator adult, you are a cultivator, and a woman, staying in a temple with our eight big men, it's not good to spread it out."

"Like this, there is a mountain road to the north. There is a wooden hut temporarily built by our hunters halfway up the mountain road. This distance is only a few steps for a high person like you."

The old hunter didn't lie. There was indeed a wooden hut there, but it couldn't hold so many of them, so he brought Qi Wu and others to the Mountain God Temple to avoid the rain.

The green-clothed girl thought about it and felt that the old hunter's words made sense. She was a woman, although she didn't stick to small details when walking in the rivers and lakes, why stay in this temple that leaks wind everywhere if there is a better choice?

After the green-clothed girl left, the crowd breathed a long sigh of relief, fearing that the green-clothed girl would turn into a ferocious tiger and eat them.

"Okay, let's sleep. If you sleep well, you have to get up early tomorrow to hurry. I really don't want to come to this ghost place a second time," Qi Wu said with a yawn, his upper and lower eyelids fighting, so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

Qi Wu wanted to sleep with his head inside, so he would face the Mountain God statue. He always felt that there was something wrong with the Mountain God statue and didn't dare to get too close, so he could only let the crowd sleep with their heads toward the door.

After arranging the two people on night duty, the crowd fell asleep.

After the crowd fell asleep, the eyes of the Mountain God statue turned, looking down, staring at the crowd.

No one noticed.

A-Yue yawned, his eyes blurry, as if he would fall asleep at any time. He and another person were on the first night shift.

"So sleepy, I really want to sleep."

"Hold on, you heard it too, it's not safe in the mountains..."

"Yes, I can't sleep. I'm still waiting for the female ghost to attack me at night."

"You look average. Didn't you read in the book that female ghosts like handsome ones? It should be attacking me."

"What female ghosts like are scholars. How many days have you read books? What female ghosts like is a person like me who has read the books of sages."

The two quarreled in a low voice about the non-existent female ghost, and the more they talked, the more energetic they became.

Suddenly a low roar sounded, and the rain and thunder couldn't stop this roar, and the two shivered and shuddered.

Just when the two suspected whether it was an auditory hallucination, another low roar came, closer!

"It's that tiger demon!" The two looked at each other and saw the fear in each other.

"Get up, there's a monster!" A-Yue shouted hurriedly.

The crowd woke up from their dreams, clutched their weapons, stared at the temple, cold sweat kept coming out of their foreheads, and their legs were trembling.

The roar disappeared, replaced by heavy breathing. It was easy to associate the breathing with what kind of behemoth the other party was.

A shadow appeared in the rain curtain, the shadow volume getting bigger and bigger, and the crowd was terrified and trembling.

A huge tiger head broke through the rain curtain and stretched toward the Mountain God Temple. Qi Wu could even see the hair of the tiger head, clearly!

The tiger demon walked into the temple, and the crowd sweated down their spines. This was actually a four-meter-long tiger!

The tiger demon used force with its hind legs and actually stood up!

"Old Sun, what should we do now?" Qi Wu asked in a low voice. This tiger demon could never be defeated by the wooden sticks in their hands.

Who would have thought that the old hunter walked straight to the tiger demon and bowed: "Please Tiger Lord dine."

"Hmm, not bad," the tiger demon spoke human words, not knowing what its cultivation was.

Qi Wu's eyes were about to split, wishing he could tear the old hunter to pieces.

That green-clothed girl was not a Chang ghost; the old hunter who had been by their side was!

The tiger demon showed a humanized smile and mocked: "Originally, I didn't want to eat you. After all, there are too many of you. If you die, it might attract attention from the outside world. But there is no way. You actually want to tell the Five Great Immortal Sects about my affairs, so I can't keep you!"

While speaking, the tiger demon pressed the old hunter with one claw: "And you, the problem of talking too much never changes. You have to tell some story, and you have to make me come out to clean up the mess. Do you want me to kill you again?"

The old hunter begged for mercy again and again, saying he wouldn't dare next time.

The tiger demon hummed: "You drove away the female cultivator, which counts as merit. Merit and demerit cancel each other out. I won't punish you this time!"

The tiger demon didn't have the habit of playing with prey. It leaned over and examined Qi Wu carefully, its throat making a hoarse sound, as if holding a mouthful of phlegm: "You are the smartest one here. If you are willing to belong to my command, I can refine you into a Chang ghost, neither dead nor alive."

By this time, Qi Wu was no longer afraid, pointing at the old hunter and sneering: "Following him to harm people everywhere, it's better to die! Ptooey!"

"Don't eat the toast and eat the penalty!" When did the tiger demon ever suffer such insults? It was furious, and waves of sound waves spread, shaking the temple roof, as if it were collapsing.

The tiger demon stopped persuading and opened its blood basin to pounce on the crowd. Qi Wu closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

Just at this time, a gentleman's sword lay between the tiger demon and Qi Wu, and the sword light bloomed, like the morning sun, exceptionally dazzling, cutting the tiger demon's cheek.

"Who!?" The tiger demon was furious.

"Your Mountain God Grandpa!"