Volume 1: Winds Rising From the Mountains and Swamps Chapter 99: Fierce Wild Boars
It's getting late and twilight is closing in all directions.
Wangxi Road was finally left behind, with a huge mountain standing in front of us. There is a vague mountain road, winding away from the mountain. The frost marks are getting heavier, the feet are slippery, and everyone is feeling tired.
The bonfire was lit, and seven or eight tents were scattered at the foot of the mountain. Everyone gathered together and baked dry food. Lin Yi originally shared a tent with Jin Ke, but he found it too small, so he got under the car alone, with Suan'er's suede mattress underneath him, which was quite comfortable.
Lin Yi lay under the carriage, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Zhen Yuanzi looked back, shook his head and said to himself, this boy is not afraid of the cold, nor is he hungry. He is young and weird!
Mu Qing'er and several senior brothers sat around the campfire, talking and laughing non-stop. His eyes were looking around, as if missing something.
After a while, Mu Qing'er realized that the hateful boy was missing. There was no sign of that boy beside the bonfire. It was dark and windy at night. Where would he hide?
Under the bonfire, everything was bright, and you could see clearly under the carriage.
"What are you doing here?" Mu Qing'er was surprised to see Lin Yi sleeping under the carriage and couldn't help walking over.
The night in the mountains was cold and windy, and the frost and humidity were heavy. It was only when we sat around the campfire that we felt a little warm. But under the carriage, there was ventilation everywhere, and Lin Yi was sleeping soundly here?
Lin Yi turned around, exposed half of his head from under the car, and said sleepily: "I'm sleeping!"
This stinky boy still has the same bad character. When he talks, he speaks neither yin nor yang, and makes strange sounds that make people angry. Mu Qing'er didn't know how to speak for a moment, so she asked unwillingly: "You...how can you sleep here? Aren't you cold?"
Lin Yi tilted his head, glanced at Mu Qing'er, and replied: "It's very nice here! It's not cold!"
"Why isn't it cold? You can't stay here, go to the tent quickly!" Mu Qing'er paused and said, feeling anxious for no reason.
"Why is it cold? I'm going to sleep, please help yourself!" Lin Yi didn't understand why Mu Qing'er was so arrogant! I have deliberately avoided it, but at this moment, where else can I hide?
"You don't know what's good and what's good! You're so angry!" Mu Qing'er slapped her feet again and left like a gust of wind.
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The night gradually deepened, and except for the disciples who were keeping watch, everyone else got into the tent.
Under the pale moonlight, there was a blanket of frost and everything was silent.
Occasionally, a faint crackle of flames could be heard from the bright spot of the bonfire, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold night.
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The long night slowly passed, the bonfire gradually extinguished; a few wisps of green smoke lingered, and dawn appeared in the sky.
Lin Yi was huddled under the carriage, his whole body shrouded in a layer of light that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
Lin Yi, who was pretending to be asleep, still fell asleep. Dreams always make people obsessed and fascinated. In the dream, there is the boundless sea, sea monsters as tall as hills, strange islands, and strange people...
A dozen gray-black figures suddenly broke into his consciousness, and Lin Yi opened his eyes in his dream.
The warning shouts of the night watch disciples startled everyone. Lin Yi also slowly climbed out from under the car.
In the astonished gaze of everyone, a gray-black wild boar, more than seven feet long, rushed towards the bonfire with two sharp tusks sticking out. Two disciples on night watch beside the bonfire encountered a sudden change and didn't know what to do for a moment.
The wild boar's thick body, strong hooves, formidable tusks, and ugly long snout create a gust of fishy wind as it runs. Its ferocious momentum makes people dare not stand up to him.
No one could step forward and just watched the arrogant wild boar running wild.
The two disciples were holding long swords with panic on their faces. Behind them was the master inside the sect. They had no way to retreat. They gritted their teeth and bravely faced the wild boar. The long swords stabbed it with a cold light.
Unexpectedly, unexpected changes occurred one after another. The sharp long sword was about to stab the wild boar, and the hard fur was shaken away, bringing up a stream of sparks. Seeing that there was no way they could do anything, the two hurriedly hid aside.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked.
The wild boar rushed to the bonfire and swallowed the burnt meat in one gulp. Then he turned around, stared at the two disciples with his small scarlet eyes, and let out a "hum" sound. The manes on his body were like steel needles. Stand up.
"This group of wild boars only come out to look for food in the morning and evening. This is the lean season. It would be strange not to come when you smell the aroma of barbecue! It just annoyed these animals and caused some trouble."
I don't know when Zhen Yuanzi stood next to Lin Yi. Lin Yi looked back at him and said nothing.
"This beast's fur is covered in rosin, hard as iron, invulnerable, and clever and ferocious. It shows off its wild nature and is difficult to deal with. Not to mention, this is a group of wild boars!" Zhen Yuanzi said to himself.
Before Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, there was another wave of ups and downs of snorts following the angry wild boar. More than ten wild boars have occupied the hills around the camp, surrounding everyone, each with a fierce look in their eyes.
"These pigs are not stupid at all!" Lin Yi said.
Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and said: "These are not domestic pigs, but wild boars. Wild boars come in groups. If one is angered, it will be attacked by the group. Even tigers do not dare to provoke these beasts easily!"
In a remote valley, the masters of the Tianlong Sect and the outstanding figures in the world were facing off against a group of angry wild boars.
"Everyone is gathered together, be careful!" Elder Meng shouted loudly.
The disciples, with their weapons in hand, formed a circle. Lin Yi's carriage was far away from the bonfire, and the three masters and disciples of Zhen Yuanzi stood outside the circle instead.
Zhen Yuanzi is a master, and everyone takes it for granted that this veteran of Baiyun Temple can protect himself. As for Lin Yi, he was completely forgotten by everyone.
The stealing wild boar, seeing the shining weapon, became even more angry. It ran back seven or eight feet, grunting, turned around and gathered its strength, and rushed straight at a disciple who had just dodged.
The disciple was pale, and he was at a loss when facing the beast that was invulnerable to swords and guns.
"Get out of the way!" Second Senior Brother Ji Tang shouted and jumped out of the crowd. He passed over the disciple's head, and threw a piece of snow light with the long sword in his hand, facing the aggressive wild boar.
The second senior brother came out, and the disciples cheered in unison!
Ji Tang's long sword shook into two sword flowers and rushed straight to the wild boar's eyes. As expected of the second senior brother, his move was to find the wild boar's weakness.
Seeing that Ji Tang was about to succeed, who knew that the wild boar ran so fast that it lowered its head and dodged the long sword. The long sword pierced the mane on the wild boar's back, making a piercing sound.
Ji Tang knew that it was not good, so he quickly retracted his moves and changed his style. When he fell, he saw a pair of sharp fangs raised and a pair of scarlet eyes staring at him. He did not dare to neglect it. He exerted force on his waist and abdomen, turned over like a kite, and landed lightly on the side, avoiding the fatal blow of the wild boar.
Although the second brother did not succeed, he remained calm in the face of danger and turned danger into safety. He was quite a master, which made the disciples cheer again!
Meng Shan's face was not good. In front of outsiders, a group of masters could not even deal with a beast, and their face was lost.
"Beast, you are looking for death!" With a shout, Meng Shan rose up, passed the disciples, and slapped the wild boar with one palm.
The wild boar was grinding its teeth and looking for the next opponent. Seeing Elder Meng rushing over, its strong body arched and was about to make a move.
Elder Meng had already arrived in front of him, avoiding the wild boar's fangs with one palm, and slapped the beast's neck fiercely.
"Ah!" The wild boar howled miserably and was knocked back more than ten feet by Elder Meng's powerful palm power.
The wild boar fell to the ground, rolled twice, and then stood up with difficulty on all fours.
The wild boar's mouth and nose were covered with blood, and it was already seriously injured.
"What a palm power!" Zhen Yuanzi exclaimed. This wild boar must be about 300 pounds, and was knocked back ten feet by a palm. It can be imagined that Meng Shan's palm was enough to break the stone.
This wild boar is also strong enough. Its fur is invulnerable to swords and guns, and its skin and flesh are so thick that even a person would die immediately if hit by a palm, but it can still stand up.
Meng Shan knocked the wild boar back with a palm, but saw that it stood up again, with a pair of small eyes as red as blood. He was also staring angrily. He wanted to kill the wild boar with a palm, but who knew that he would make the beast go crazy.
"Uncle Meng, look!" Elder Meng looked at Mu Qing'er's cry, and his heart trembled. There were more than ten wild boars on the hill, humming, with their manes standing up, and their bodies slowly becoming thicker and thicker. In a blink of an eye, they were like a ball. Before everyone could be shocked, they rolled down from the hill.
A disciple had no time to dodge, and was about to stop with a sword. He groaned and was knocked away by the flying wild boar.
The ball fell to the ground and rolled twice, and its manes exploded. It turned into a wild boar with long fangs, screaming "Ah Aah", and pounced on everyone.
In a blink of an eye, a melee between humans and animals began!
The masters of the Tianlong Sect seemed to be in a panic when facing a group of beasts.
The most powerful move of the long sword is stabbing. However, these wild boars are smart, fierce, and invulnerable to swords and guns, so the long sword has no place to use. The crowd didn't have the palm power of Elder Meng, so they could only swing their swords and stab and chop the mad wild boars, which made them even crazier.
Even Ji Tang and Luo Rong couldn't do anything with these beasts. Fortunately, these disciples were good at Qinggong, and they couldn't kill the wild boars for a while, and they were not stabbed by the sharp fangs.
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The chaotic situation in front of him made Meng Shan very angry. He just woke up from his dream and fought with these beasts. Is this what the elders of the sect should do? Finally, the troublesome wild boar was killed by the palm! But the wild boars running around in front of him, full of fighting spirit, made his brows twisted into knots.
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Ji Tang fought back and forth with a wild boar, and the long sword only stabbed the wild boar's four hooves. The wild boar covered in blood was stabbed deeply into the ear gate by Luo Rong's sword, and then fell down, making a piercing howl, and still kicked with four hooves, refusing to die.
The two of them were busy attacking with swords again. Looking at the wild boar that was no longer moving, Ji Tang and Luo Rong held the bloody swords, without a trace of excitement. They looked at each other awkwardly, smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
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Looking at the melee in front of him, Lin Yi also shook his head secretly.
The stalemate between humans and animals was only temporary. These angry wild boars would eventually be slaughtered one by one. Human mind can make up for the lack of strength. What's more, this is a group of people with high martial arts skills and who are well versed in killing!
But the cause of this massacre was just a misunderstanding by the campfire.
Destruction will be the final fate of these beasts!
Perhaps, all this should not have happened...
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