Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 5 The Yellow Demon on the Ancient Raccoon Monument

 Under night.

 The cold moon is high.

The surrounding mountains and forests are full of ancient trees with tangled roots. Mountain birds sleep on the branches at night, and insects chirp.

 Faintly, you can still hear the sounds of several unknown wild beasts coming from very far away.

A group of four people followed the old cat from a distance.

 Turn left and right in the deep mountains and old forests.

Although Chen Yulou is dressed in robes, he looks like a frail teacher.

But at this moment in the chase, he was leading the way.

 The Qi machine is long.

 Breathe evenly.

The eyes are like an ancient well, leisurely and peaceful, without any sign of panic.

Huamaguai, who was out of breath and sweating profusely, was in stark contrast.

"Wait for me."

Seeing that the three of them kept moving forward, they showed no intention of resting.

Huamaguai soon fell behind and looked anxious.

At this moment, he was holding his knees with both hands and half-bent over his waist. He felt as if his legs were filled with lead.

 Just take a breath, and you will feel a tearing pain under your chest.

“No, just go back to Yizhuang and wait.”

 Chen Yulou didn’t even look back.

Although Huamaguai has been climbing the mountain for many years.

 But mostly he plays the role of a dog-headed strategist.

Physical quality is completely inferior to those of the Xiling bandits.

　　What’s more, there are three people at the moment.

 Does not talk about himself.

 Three generations of thieves in the Chen family were born in the world of martial arts.

　　Any legitimate son.

 Since childhood, I have practiced martial arts and strengthened my muscles and bones.

 In Chen Yulou's generation, the Chen family is a single generation, and all hopes are pinned on him alone.

 Wen should study the Four Books and Five Classics, and martial arts should include the boxing skills and Qinggong passed down by the ancestors of the Chen family.

Every morning, I practice boxing while standing, and at sunset, I have to carry weights to polish.

 At night, take a bath with precious herbs.

 It goes on all year round, one day at a time.

 It is to reborn.

Just like when he was following the old cat, he walked lightly, which is the Chen family's ancestral method of holding the swallow's tail to lighten the body.

At the age of seven or eight, he was taken to the mountains to practice Taoism, and he was able to achieve a vision of purifying his marrow and cutting off his hair.

 Looks like he is weak, but in fact he has a very solid foundation.

 Otherwise, would a scholar really be able to suppress hundreds of thousands of mountain bandits?

Those people are not easy people.

  Or more or less, the blood of human life is stained on the hands.

Hong girl was born in the Moon Gate. When she was fourteen years old, she was spotted by a powerful man on the beach because of her natural beauty.

 But she had a strong temperament and refused to obey even to the death.

 Thus offending that powerful man.

 As a result, the Moon Gate was burned down overnight, and his father died tragically.

She was only a teenager, but she came to the door with a knife and killed all her enemies in anger.

　　The grass fell from Changsheng Mountain that we went up to later.

As for Kunlun, he was born with divine power and was as flexible as an ape.

 Grew up in the mountains since childhood.

 Like a savage.

 Now that he has entered the mountains, for him, it is simply like letting the tiger return to the mountains.

"Don't…"

 “The shopkeeper is waiting for me.”

Upon hearing this, Huamaguai became even more anxious.

Being led by the old cat, he didn't know where he was at the moment. Looking around, he saw towering ancient trees and gloomy winds, which became more and more permeable the more he looked.

 He will go back alone.

 In case of encountering a tiger or wild beast.

 Isn’t it like a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth?

Taking a deep breath, Huamaguai continued to catch up.

 Not long.

 Hunting for him to finally get out of the bushes.

Only then did he realize that the three shopkeepers were standing under the shadow of an ancient tree.

 At first I thought I had lost track.

 But he soon realized something was wrong.

　　Although only the profiles of the three people could be seen, the strange and suspicious faces could not be hidden.

"what's the situation?"

Huamaguai felt as if he had been scratched by a cat.

Clicking on tiptoes, he came over.

Looking along the gaze of the three people.

Through the faint moonlight falling between the gaps between the trees, I saw that there was a cemetery in front of the old tree.

 As far as the eye can see, there are either broken monuments or broken stones, or tombs with grass and grass. Deep in the forest, the clouds cover the fog, and the faint sound of gurgling water can be heard.

 “The shopkeeper…”

Huamaguai frowned and was about to ask.

 But the next moment, he seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye.

His pupils couldn't help but shrink severely, and his whole person froze on the spot.

 Deep in the cemetery, among the old trees.

There is a stone tablet half a man tall.

There are still a few tiles pressed on the head of the monument.

 Looks a bit like a tomb gate or the archway of an ancient temple.

 If it were just these, Huamaguai wouldn't be so amazed.

 What made him tremble was.

The old calico cat that they had been chasing all the way was curled up on the ground, kowtowing to the stone tablet.

That face no longer had the cunning and cunning look before.

 There was only a hint of deep fear left.

A low whimpering sound came from his throat, like a ghost's cry, gradually covering up the howling wind around him, and spreading far and wide in the silent night.

"this…"

 Huamaguai can be regarded as an old man.

In my life I have traveled all over the world, and I have seen a lot of weird things.

 But the scene before him was something he had never heard of.

For a moment, looking at the old cat that was begging for mercy as if there was no one around, he felt an invisible cold air rushing from his heels to his big vertebrae.

 “Did you hit something evil?”

this will.

 It’s not just him.

Hong girl couldn't help but murmured.

This is really weird.

You know, I’m chasing you all the way.

That old cat is not afraid of strangers. On the contrary, because he has been in the mountains all year round, he has developed a very cunning and vicious character.

 A few times before, when it was chased fiercely, it turned around and bared its teeth at them.

The fierceness is so fierce that it almost threatens to eat people.

　　Now I am trembling all over.

The performance before and after is too different?

 These days, the theory of gods and ghosts is still very popular.

As far as western Hunan is concerned, there are still many people who worship various gods.

 Not much better than Mrs. Bai.

They are all obscene temples and evil sacrifices.

Whenever there is something strange that cannot be explained, the goddess will blame it on an evil spirit.

 So, her first reaction was, had the old cat encountered something unclean?

 “It looks like it to me too.”

“Shopkeeper, what do you think?”

Huamaguai was panicking. When he heard what she said, he immediately nodded in agreement.

As soon as he spoke, he rolled his eyes and subconsciously fell on the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper is well-informed and knowledgeable, so he might know the reason.

 “I don’t know if it’s hit or not.”

“However, the thing behind the stone tablet looks quite evil to me.”

Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.

There was no hint of laughter in his tone.

On the contrary, there is an indescribable indifference.

 “Stone tablet?”

  Accurately capture the key word in his words.

Hong girl and Huamaguai couldn't help but look at each other.

Then they all turned around.

Looking past the old cat on the ground, he looked behind the stone monument.

　　At this moment, the moon is on the branches.

The moonlight shines on the lingering night fog in the forest, making the open space of the stone monument seem to be covered with a hazy halo.

 The blurred vision gradually became clear.

 Subsequently.

Two groups of green will-o'-the-wisps suddenly appeared in the demonic mist.

 It's like floating in the air.

When the two of them took a closer look, they saw that the will-o'-the-wisp was nothing but a pair of eyes.

A palm-sized wild raccoon with gray-yellow fur, like a weasel, sat on top of the stone monument like a human being, staring at the old cat on the ground with a sinister smile on his face.

 The moment I saw that ghost thing.

 Red Girl and Huamaguai.

　　 almost in unison, exclaimed in surprise.

 “Yellow demon?”

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 (End of this chapter)