Chapter 37 Green Radish Gu

Mu Shan was smitten by Lu Qingshan's side, and after fleeing back in despair, he pretended to be doing nothing, and inadvertently found another monster hunter.

"Brother, that kid is so naughty. I followed your orders and took the initiative to provoke him in the past, trying to force him to make a move. I didn't expect that not only did he not expose the slightest details, but he also made me lose face." Mu Shan followed him with a look of resentment. The monk next to him whispered.

If an outsider heard the conversation between the two at this moment, they would be extremely surprised.

Because the monk Mu Shan called his elder brother was also a monster hunter named Wu Xinyuan.

From the conversation between the two, it is obvious that the two have a deep relationship.

But before that, Wu Xinyuan and Mu Shan had been acting as strangers who had never met before.

Wu Xinyuan frowned when he heard the words, his eyes showed thoughtfulness.

Mu Shan gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, I know you are cautious, but how many catties and taels can a yellow-haired boy have?

From the looks of it, this kid is at most seventeen or eighteen, and he has a cultivation base of four or five layers of Qi refining. He is highly regarded. I am worried about what he will do. I really think he can make some waves! "

Mu Shan felt that he had lost face in front of Lu Qingshan, and hated Lu Qingshan so much in his heart at this moment, wishing he could skin Lu Qingshan right now, seeing Wu Xinyuan's hesitant look, he quickly persuaded him.

Hearing what Mu Shan said, Wu Xinyuan thought about it carefully, and felt that he might be overly cautious.

Although monks have the art of retaining the face, they cannot judge their age by their appearance.

But that is for high-level monks.

As far as Qi refining monks are concerned, they have always been as old as they look.

A young man who doesn't seem to have all his hair on his head weighs so much. Maybe it's because of his luck that he got a part to practice martial arts. If he has a level or two of qi refining, he dares to come out and run wild.

These years of walking on thin ice made me seem a bit nervous.

Wu Xinyuan laughed at himself in his heart.

"Brother, when are we going to do it?"

Wu Xinyuan hesitated for a while, and finally decided: "Then let's do it tonight, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

During this day, he had already found out all the details.

There are eleven monks accompanying the Lin family. Except for Lin He who is at the eighth level of Qi Refining, the others are minor cultivators below the fifth level of Qi Refining.

In addition, there is Lin Yao, the eldest lady of the Lin family who has been in the carriage and has never been out.

Although Lin Yao has never shown her face in front of people, she is very mysterious, but Wu Xinyuan still knows her age, she is eighteen years old.

Eighteen years old, how high can one cultivate?

As for the demon hunters, there are ten people in total, and eight of them are their own.

Eight of them had at least the sixth level of Qi Refining, and he himself, the tenth level of Qi Refining, was enough to crush the entire audience.

Of the remaining two demon hunters, one has already found out that the fifth level of Qi refining is not worth mentioning, and the rest is the young monk who doesn't know the details.

With such a disparity in strength, coupled with mental arithmetic and inadvertence, it can be easily won with just one's hands.

Wu Xinyuan was certain in his heart, and felt that he had a sure chance of winning.

 …

Although in the eyes of monks, there is not much difference between day and night.

But the black rhino was carrying a whole truckload of ore, so it still had to rest.

Lin Hezai carefully surveyed the terrain, and chose a place with a leeward slope and no traces of monsters living nearby as a camp.

It's called a camp, but it's actually just a circle of trucks.

Soon, under Lin He's orders, some monks from the Lin family held formation flags and set up warning formations around them.

Once a monster invades, the warning formation will immediately send out a reminder.

After setting up the formation, the monks leaned against the truck and took a nap.

The road chosen by the team is the road traveled by the predecessors.

Even if there are monsters, they have been cleaned up, so it should be very safe.

But if you hold this kind of thinking and act unscrupulously in the wilderness, then this kind of person will often die in an ugly way.

Low-grade monsters do not have a strong sense of territory, and often wander around because of hunting for food.

So even if it was a place that was extremely safe yesterday, one or two monsters might appear today.

So this road seems to be peaceful, but everyone is on the loose, always guarding against the slightest disturbance.

It's not just the black rhino that needs rest. In fact, monks like them are also exhausted and need rest.

Wu Xinyuan took a bag of spiritual wine, walked up to Lin He, and greeted heartily: "Guard Lin, I have a pot of spiritual wine here, which has a refreshing effect. Would you like to have a sip of Steward Lin?"

With a smile on his face, Lin He waved his hands and declined politely: "No, spirit wine is not cheap, you should keep it for yourself, fellow daoist."

Facing unfamiliar monks, one should be on guard.

Lin He didn't dare to drink this wine.

Wu Xinyuan didn't mind Lin He's polite refusal, and turned to leave.

At this time, Mu Shan came over from the side, patted Wu Xinyuan on the back, and cursed loudly: "Well, you Wu Xinyuan, it's too boring, why don't you just ask Manager Lin instead of us? Why, are you looking down on us casual cultivators?"

It may be that the action was too sudden, which shocked Wu Xinyuan.

The water bag in Wu Xinyuan's hand came out and fell to the ground.

The spirit wine in the water bag spilled out, and the aroma of the wine overflowed.

Wu Xinyuan looked at the spirit wine spilled on the ground, felt a little pain in his flesh, and complained to Mu Shan: "This bag of spirit wine costs five first-grade spirit stones. This is good, it's all wasted."

Mu Shan hurriedly apologized.

Lin He sniffed the scent of wine in the air, and asked in surprise, "What kind of spirit wine is this, the scent is so mellow?"

A trace of malice flashed in Wu Xinyuan's eyes: "This wine is called Meng Po Tang, the old man can drink as much as he wants when he is under the Underworld!"

Lin He's face changed suddenly when he heard the words: "You..."

Wu Xinyuan chuckled: "It's too late to react now!"

After saying that, Lin He froze, and a green light flashed across his face.

[Green Radix Gu]: A first-grade Gu worm, which emits a strange and hard-to-hide fragrance of wine.

Special effect: After parasitizing a monk, it can release the poison of dill, making the parasitic monk unable to use spiritual power for a period of time.

Green radish Gu is a relatively powerful Gu insect among the first-grade Gu insects. The effect of forbidden spirit is tantamount to killing for low-level monks with only a few methods.

But the disadvantage of this Gu is also obvious, the green radish Gu is born with a strong aroma of wine, and it is really difficult to play its role unless it is in a special situation.

As long as there is a little precaution, the extremely fragile poisonous Gu like the green radish Gu cannot get close to the monk at all.

But Wu Xinyuan used the scent of the spirit wine to cover up the scent of the wine from the green radish Gu itself, so that Lin He fell into the trick unprepared.

Wu Xinyuan is a Gu cultivator.

Gu Cultivator is a branch of Beast Cultivator. Because of the weirdness of Gu insects, the methods of Gu Cultivator are extremely insidious and hard to guard against.