Wet viviparity

Chapter 19: Steel Knife, Monkey in the Temple
Ji Ming didn't dare to fly close to the old temple and could only observe from a distance.

The old temple looked intact from the outside, but who could know what was going on inside.

"Shu Si, why don't you go?"

"No, I'm not going."

Shu Si, who was lying on Ji Ming's back, shook his head desperately, as if he would never investigate.

Ji Ming did not force the frightened rat. If his guess was confirmed, this rat would face a terrible situation.

It folded its wings and landed on the roof of the temple, looking down through the hole in the roof.

Everything seemed normal inside, except that the narrow hole made it impossible to see everything inside, let alone the clay statue of a little ghost.

Sticking his head in, Ji Ming finally saw the clay statue.

There was a big hole on the belly of the short-bearded clay statue, and a lot of silver and coins spilled out.

It seems that the person who broke into the treasure belly of Bo Nigong has taken away the most precious treasure and has no interest in worldly money.

"Gah!"

Ji Ming flew into the temple and shouted loudly on purpose. Seeing that there was no movement in the temple, he landed carefully.

"died?"

Jiming asked doubtfully.

Shu Si took a few steps and scurried into the broken pottery belly, rolling around in the silver and money, and howled, "Yes, the immortals must be hunting down all the spirits who participated in the gambling game."

Ji Ming looked at the clay statue, flew up and landed on its head, and was about to exert force with his claws.

"Good Crow, come down quickly. I can't hide any treasure in this mud head of mine." A voice sounded in the temple. It was the voice of Bo Ni Gong.

Ji Ming put down his claws with a little embarrassment. He did intend to break open the mud to see if there was any treasure hidden in it.

Rat Four got excited and jumped out of his broken belly, asking, "What happened? Why were the Tiger Spirit and the White Bone Lady killed by the immortals one after another?"

"The White Bone Lady is dead too!" A long sigh echoed in the temple, and someone said with apology: "It's all my fault. I touched the fairy's reverse scale and humiliated the body of the Taoist in the form of a secret skill gambling fight."

"What should I do?"

Shu Si was already at a loss, wandering around the temple like a headless fly, complaining, "How could such a secret be leaked out?"

"It was the work of the tiger demon's minions.

I have warned the tiger spirit long ago that human hearts are the most poisonous, not to mention that he is an educated man, so I am not willing to be controlled by him for a long time."

Mr. Bo Ni's voice was very bleak, and he finally gave Shu Si an instruction.

"Don't go back, Fox Society. I think the decree from Taiping Mountain has already reached there. Even Old Master Hu will not be able to protect you."

Ji Ming looked at Rat Four with pity. This little community rat had offended a great Taoist sect just by playing a game with Rat Three.

Rat Four complained bitterly, "Taiping Mountain controls the five Taoist lands of the world. How can I, a rat spirit, slip away from their hands?"

"Yes!"

Bo Ni Gong agreed greatly and said, "Not only you, but even the ghosts in my mountain were punished and imprisoned for a hundred years."

"I want this good crow to fly down from my head."

Seeing that Bo Ni Gong's attention had finally shifted to him, Ji Ming flew down and asked, "Bo Ni Gong, can you show Shu Sizhi a way out?"

Shu Si helped him a lot in the community, and was always dedicated to everything he was assigned. He couldn't bear to see Shu Si end up in such a miserable state.

In addition, he also wanted to use this incident to capture Shu Si's heart so that he could make the next move.

“It’s not that there is no solution, but why should I help you?

I have already been punished, so why should I offend the immortal again for a mere mouse?"

Bo Nigong's words were so cruel that Shu Si suddenly felt completely hopeless, but Ji Ming had no intention of giving up.

He could see clearly that the body of this Bo Ni Gong had been sealed by the immortals, and now he was just a shell with a strong appearance but a weak interior.

"Whoo~"

A dark and gloomy wind rushed into the temple, and Ji Ming prepared to take some measures.

The purpose of his doing this was not simply for Shu Si, but also to make Bo Ni Gong cooperate with him in some personal matters.

Among the mountain spirits and ghosts, those like Taiye are a minority after all, and most people still believe that "fists are the truth".

"Stop!" On the beam in the temple, a curly-haired macaque was squatting, and on its back was a shiny steel knife.

"Where did these two wild monsters come from? How dare they attack the mountain ghost here?"

"So there is another temple keeper." Ji Ming spread his wings and took another look at Shu Si, or more precisely, at the round hat on his head, and said, "Today, even if I have to risk my life, I will make Bo Ni Gong give you a way to avoid disaster."

"Black pine!"

Shu Si was so grateful that he burst into tears. He felt like a fire was burning inside his body, making him feel warm and cozy.

He had secretly sworn in his heart that if he could avoid disaster today, he would worship Wusongzi as his king in the future and follow him from then on without any hesitation.

Just as he made his vow, he heard Wu Songzi change the subject and whisper, "Do you have any fighting treasure hidden in your round hat? Use it quickly."

"Oh!"

Although Shu Si felt a little disgusted, he still pulled out a handful of mouse hair from his hat and blew it out in one breath.

The macaque holding a sword squatted on the beam vigilantly, and saw the white mouse hair slowly floating up in the temple like a piece of dust.

"Get out of the way. This is fire rat fur. It's flammable."

Before the sound in the temple faded, the tuft of rat hair suddenly caught fire, and a flame flew over the beam.

The macaque screamed, and the shining steel knife suddenly came out of its sheath. He held it vertically in his hand and chopped it down fiercely, actually splitting the entire flame bone flower in half.

Ji Ming flapped his wings, and a slight cold wind blew up. The wind started the fire and gathered the flame bones that had been split apart, allowing them to gather together again.

"burn!

Burn it clean. "

Shu Si's little eyes were filled with resentment that was being vented.

The macaque screamed and rolled down from the beam, falling out of the range of the Flame Bone Flower. Enduring the burns all over his body, he chopped towards Ji Ming.

"Dang~"

The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out between the steel knife and the claws. Ji Ming only felt a tremendous force coming from the claws. He didn't even have time to react and was chopped away.

Ji Ming had to admit that he was a little panicked.

After taking another look at the space inside the temple where he could not make use of his advantages, he flapped his wings decisively and rushed upwards, but unexpectedly he saw a flash of cold light and felt a pain on his wings.

The steel knife was thrown by the macaque and nailed one of Ji Ming's wings to the wall.

"What a monster that is good at using a knife!"

Ji Ming realized that he had underestimated this knife monkey. Even though he had not entered the "illusion form" like him, his willpower and martial arts were both top-notch.

After all, after the two monsters, the bat and the owl, committed suicide, Ji Ming began to look down on monsters that had not yet transformed.

The burned macaque had large pieces of burnt hair stuck to its bloody skin, and every step it took left a blood mark, but it walked fast and steadily.

Suddenly he felt a pain in his foot. He looked down and saw the rat demon lying on his foot, gnawing at his flesh and bones. In a short while, it had gnawed through his foot.

The macaque opened its mouth wide, revealing two rows of sharp animal teeth on its burnt face that had lost its identity.

"court death!"

"Gah!"

Just as the macaque was gathering his strength to beat Rat Four to death, Ji Ming stood up, grabbed the handle of the knife with one claw, and pulled it out of the wing meat.

"The thief bird is quite powerful!"

The macaque let out a strange cry, raised its foot and swung the flying squirrel four times, then assumed a secret skill posture of standing on one foot with its arms spread out like a crane.

"He will not"

Ji Ming shuddered.

If he had some hope just now and was ready to turn the tables, now he was only filled with deep fear, as no one understood the Crane Control Technique better than him.

That force that can be attacked and retracted through the air is really hard to guard against.

After assuming the second form, the monkey's body became swollen and red, bloody scabs formed on the burned skin, and his lower abdomen was rumbling with hunger. His condition was recovering.

"He is only using the Standing and Stretching Forms to transform the water and food in his stomach into essence and qi, thereby replenishing his injured body. He has not yet learned the Pine Crane Form!"

Ji Ming was delighted, he knew he still had a chance to turn the situation around, so he folded his wings and hugged the steel knife.

(End of this chapter)