Chapter 37 Appetizer

"Hehehe,"

Daoist Wang Guan's wrinkled old face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile. He looked at Li Ang and the others in the corner, "These are..."

Li Ang stood up, and skillfully explained the story he made up. At the same time, he stepped forward, bowed his hands, and presented a wooden box.

There are exquisite and luxurious Marlboro cigarettes in the wooden box,

"This is?" Wang Guan frowned.

A wolf demon who had just bought a pack of cigarettes approached him, lit a cigarette, and explained: "This is an overseas specialty that Li Daochang specially brought back from the Ayi Turtle Islands. It is called a cigarette and needs to be lit and smoked."

The wolf demon took a deep puff of cigarette, swallowed the cloud, coughed and said: "This thing is different from the scourge of drugs. Sucking drugs poisons the mind and destroys the body.

And this cigarette is fresh and refreshing, rejuvenating, helps to meditate and increase cultivation, you see it is also marked with the sign of 'smoking is good for health'. "

What the wolf demon didn't know was that Li Ang added some strong ingredients to the tobacco leaves, which made it far more powerful to smoke than ordinary cigarettes, and a large amount of drugs were added to the box of cigarettes given to Wang Guan, which greatly increased the addiction. At the same time, it also enhanced the ability to destroy the body.

Not to mention people, even if an elephant takes a sip, it will pass out on the ground.

"Then thank Daoist Li."

Wang Guan took the wooden box containing the cigarettes, and instead of picking out one to smoke, he just casually handed the wooden box to the white-clothed ghost standing behind him.

"Now that everyone is here, I'll go to the cellar to get the wine first."

Wang Guan said goodbye to the group of demons, and went straight to the pagoda.

The mission team sitting in the main hall tensed their hearts instantly! According to the original plan, once the crown stepped into the wine cellar, it would trigger the mine traps buried everywhere and be directly blown to pieces.

Wanli Fengdao clenched his palms tightly, his tensed fingers and knuckles were extremely pale, Xing Hechou looked calm, but his fist hidden under the robe was also trembling slightly.

One second, two seconds, since the crown entered the pagoda, the time has passed continuously.

Li Ang leaned back a little, squeezed out a word between his teeth,

"fry."

Xing Hechou's pupils shrank suddenly, and the palm under the robe pressed the remote control.

boom!

The earth trembled, sand flew and stones walked, the towering stone pagoda collapsed suddenly, and a thick column of smoke rose slowly.

dead?

No, the system beep still hasn't sounded.

The members of the mission team were shocked, but they saw a thick arm covered with black hair sticking out from the pile of rubble, pointing straight to the sky.

That arm was muscular and swelled to the point of bursting. The veins swam like a flying dragon, and the long black hair floated naturally in the absence of wind.

The extremely strong evil spirit covered the sky and the moon, and the eerie tree shadows seemed to be affected by the evil spirit, stopping all shaking.

Everything between the sky and the earth returned to silence, leaving only the long arm stretching out from the pile of rubble.

"Ugh----"

A leisurely sigh came from the ground, and another thick arm stretched out from the ground.

The mandrill crawled out of the ground.

Its face is roughly in the outline of a human face, with a scarlet nose turned outwards. There is a bony protrusion on each side of the nasal bone, on which there are longitudinally arranged blue ridges with shallow green grooves in between. The overall pattern resembles a ghost.

With each breath, the pattern around the mandrill's nose would float and flicker, and puffs of seemingly invisible black smoke would be pumped out of the nostrils.

The two arms of the mandrill that naturally hang down on the ground are too thick, and compared to the whole, it is very unbalanced-its two legs are slightly thick and short, with knees bent forward like dinosaurs and kangaroos, and a long whip The slender tail that looks like a dog extends from the tailbone and hangs freely.

Breathe.

The mandrill, which was three stories tall, took a deep breath, and the smoke from its nostrils settled down, covering its huge body. Those small scars on the body healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The steel sheets and steel balls were squeezed out of the wound by the crazy growth of flesh and blood, and fell wantonly, colliding with the gravel and making a jingling sound.

"Hehehe."

As if feeling itchy, the mandrill stretched out its sharp claws and scratched its chest with its dagger-like sharp nails.

The entire skin on the chest was scratched with bloodstains by the nails, the flesh and blood were torn apart like a plowed field, revealing the eerie white bones.

"Daoist Crown Prince..."

All the monsters were stunned, and stammered, "You...are you okay?"

"It's nothing serious," the mandrill smiled slyly, licked the flesh and blood on his nails, and spread his other hand, holding a bunch of intact wine jars in his palm!

The broadsword landmine in the cellar exploded. Not only was he not killed on the spot, but he still had enough energy to easily keep all the ceramic wine jars!

Everyone in the mission team looked at each other, feeling a deep chill soaking through their internal organs.

The strength of the mandrill far exceeded everyone's expectations!

"This...that's impossible." Chai Cuiqiao, who was lurking in Li Ang's body, murmured in astonishment: "At this time last year, although the mandrill was strong, it was definitely not so strong..."

I just found out now, it's too late...

Xing He's tongue was bitter, and he quickly crossed out the goal of "killing the mandrill" in his mind, and at the same time glanced at Li Ang indiscriminately—the system task only requires survival for seven days, and it is Chai Cuiqiao's task to cooperate to kill the mandrill. idea.

Beware of this female ghost suddenly violently exposing our existence...

Everyone in the mission team changed their minds sharply, but saw the mandrill with a sinister smile: "It's just that the cellar has been in disrepair for a long time, and it just happened to collapse. White ghost, go and get me clothes and elixir."

"Yes, my lord." The ghost in white bowed deeply, returned to the sedan chair, and took out a brand-new Taoist robe and an antique copper box from inside.

The mandrill took over the Taoist robe and gradually shrunk in size. After changing into clothes behind the pile of rubble, when he came out again, he still looked like a real person with a kind face and kind eyes.

All the monsters knew very well that the collapse of the cellar just now was definitely not that simple. If any monster entered the cellar at random, he might have been blown to death.

who? Who wants to murder the crown? What happened to the explosion just now? Is it a trigger talisman that depicts the palm thunder spell? Or the magic weapon that can unleash Thunderbolt? Why didn't the crown that was attacked go away?

The ghosts faintly felt that the banquet tonight was not that simple, and wanted to sneak out of the temple, but found that the four ghosts carrying the sedan chair had already guarded the four sides of the temple.

"It was just a little accident."

Wang Guan smiled and said, "Everyone, please sit down, the banquet is about to begin."

The ghosts restrained their expressions and returned to their seats without making a sound, their expressions stiff like clay puppets.

The cheerful atmosphere of bartering was replaced by silence. Wang Guan sat at the head of the hall and asked the bearer, Li Gui, to pour the spirit-filled wine from the wine jar into everyone's glasses one by one.