Mythology Returns! Starting with Folklore and Strange Tales

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Zhang Wei, who was still a little dazed, suddenly became alert. The taut hairs on his body scraped against his clothes, making him feel uncomfortable, but the vague feeling of heaviness in his lower abdomen made him feel even more troubled.

People are prone to this mistake when they are nervous; horror movies are full of idiots who die tragically because they left the group while working on flood relief.

Moreover, Zhang Wei's body is still that of a child, and he already gets up frequently at night. In addition, he drank a ladle of cold water after nightfall.

Hopefully, the old cat-monkey doesn't have that much patience; otherwise, even with precautions, Zhang Wei might still be unprepared during the flood relief process...

Those who have experienced feeling stifled during class or work can certainly understand Zhang Wei's current feeling of every second dragging on endlessly.

"Thump!"

Just as Zhang Wei was finding it increasingly difficult to hold back his emotions, and even began to wriggle slightly on the kang like a maggot, a heavy thud suddenly came from the courtyard outside, followed by the clear sound of iron hitting the stone on the eaves!

It should be a hoe, or a long-handled farm tool like a shovel.

But Zhang Wei knew that the "earth god's reminder" had worked.

Just then, he covered his third aunt's mouth with his hand, his comforting gaze calming the woman who had just been awakened from her sleep, and he spoke softly:

"I know you're worried about me, but there's really no need to confront this strange creature head-on. Listen to your nephew, if anything really happens, even if I end up fighting it, you should find a quiet corner to stay in. Of course, you'll most likely be captured, but that's not important."

"The key is you, Auntie. I need you to deliver this message and save my life! You absolutely cannot go out tonight, but as soon as it's light, go to Grandpa's house and call for help. Have the villagers come up the mountain to find me!"

"Don't worry, I definitely won't die. I'm waiting for my parents to come back and get me!"

He had said this more than once during the day, but he didn't repeat it again. He was really worried that if his aunt and the old cat and monkey got into a fight, even if Zhang Wei solved the problem, it might lead to a repeat of last night's tragedy.

Moreover, to be honest, Zhang Wei wasn't very confident of winning!

Not only is there the old cat-monkey that eats children, but there's also the old man who sells vegetables on the mountain during the day. Besides these two, no one knows how many hidden talents are lurking in this small mountain village!

Fortunately, he was able to revive, so even if he failed, he still had a chance to adjust.

After comforting his third aunt, Zhang Wei hugged the short-barreled hunting rifle tightly in his arms.

The gun was sawn on the spot during the day to solve the problem of how inconvenient it was to carry a hunting rifle. Zhang Wei even had a turtle shell stuffed full of bullets on his waist. This was his uncle's treasure, a trophy left over from fighting the guerrillas. Now, in order to save his life, Zhang Wei had also collected it.

While it's uncertain whether this thing is effective against monsters, it's definitely a powerful weapon against people!

Zhang Wei repeatedly checked his equipment, his eyes constantly glancing out the window. But perhaps the Earth God's warning had startled the other party, because there was no movement in the courtyard for a long time, until his aunt's spirits began to wane again.

Suddenly, a barely perceptible stomping sound was heard.

A gentle breeze caused the window paper to tremble slightly, and two scarlet dots appeared outside the window.

In the dim light, a huge, hunched figure observed Zhang Wei through the window. In the deathly silence, he could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat.

"Tick-tock!"

Looking out the window, the sound of water droplets falling on the windowsill was exceptionally crisp.

Having confirmed that the child inside was not asleep, the old cat-monkey made an excited "cooing" sound. The next moment, the wooden-framed window shattered. Amidst Auntie's sudden scream, a hairy arm grabbed Zhang Wei's ankle through the broken window and pulled him out of the window with tremendous force, then carried him away.

"Clap clap clap!"

Don't get me wrong, that's just the sound of Zhang Wei bumping into the old cat monkey's back.

Folklore and supernatural tales don't concern themselves with human rights, nor do they care about your comfort.

After leaping over the more than two-meter-high courtyard wall, the old cat monkey ran wildly up the mountain, while Zhang Wei, whose ankle was being held the whole time, was so jolted around that he almost threw up.

In this situation, it's already quite difficult to hold onto what you're holding without dropping it, let alone fight back.

As Zhang Wei climbed the mountain, he repeatedly felt something cold and slippery scraping against the soles of his feet, leaving wet marks and making a "slurping" sound.

Although Zhang Wei couldn't see what was happening ahead, he could imagine it.

Zhang Wei hesitated for a few seconds.

"Aww!"

The piercing roar echoed through the mountains and forests, startling a flock of birds into flight and prompting the villagers at the foot of the mountain to light their oil lamps and get up from their kang beds to look out the windows.

At this moment, Zhang Wei was rubbing his dizzy forehead, leaning on his "slightly" smelly short-barreled shotgun as he slowly got up from the ground. More than ten meters away from him, a three-meter-tall, human-like thing was frantically shaking its body, its jumping and leaping dispelling the fear brought by its strange shape.

Only then did Zhang Wei have time to examine the true form of the legendary old cat-monkey.

It has the appearance and upper body of a mandrill, but its feet have the hooves of a cow or sheep. It has red eyes, a dark green nose, is over three meters tall, as strong as an ox, and has sharp teeth. It is indeed deformed and creepy!

However, this thing is also quite disgusting, even more so than fear!

Although Zhang Wei had seen comments online about prison guards posting ice cream when he wasn't so worried, the feeling of actually becoming ice cream himself... well, Zhang Wei just couldn't stand it.

Therefore, the hunting rifle that was originally intended to be used for a fatal shot was used by Zhang Wei ahead of time.

As the old cat monkey leaped again, throwing him into the air as well, Zhang Wei silently took out his hunting rifle and, taking advantage of the fall, fired a single shot that struck with deadly accuracy. The dull gunshot was accompanied by the mournful cry of chrysanthemum.

The old cat monkey, a folk tale, is so powerful that even a wild boar would not be able to withstand the consequences of hundreds of small steel balls bursting in its intestines, let alone a human. Yet this thing is still alive and kicking, which is truly amazing!

A sudden jolt seemed to relieve the burning pain in his back, and the old cat monkey looked up and met Zhang Wei's gaze.

Their eyes were filled with a determination to kill each other!

"I thought you were so tough, but you can get hurt too? Just like that wolf spirit, you're a piece of trash. I wonder what you're worth to the Kitchen God!"

Before any further words could be exchanged, hundreds of steel balls had already been fired.

Having witnessed the power of firearms, and with hundreds of steel balls still lodged in its stomach, the old cat-monkey naturally dared not take the hit head-on. It quickly ducked to avoid them, but a dozen or so steel balls still pierced its flesh and embedded themselves in its forehead.

Another angry roar.

But just as the old cat-monkey finished venting its anger, it saw a small figure suddenly charging towards it from afar. A look of human confusion appeared on its monkey-like face, and the next instant, it saw a streak of blood strike its face.