Chapter 442 Zhang Mo Fu Zhu!

The ancients said that finding a good woman is half the battle

According to this calculation, Lao Li should be extremely successful.

Think about it carefully.

That is to say, there must be at least two to succeed.

Otherwise, the ancients knew how to play!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Moshen's "My Diary" No. 5605

At dusk.

Zhang Mo, surrounded by a group of people, came to the destroyed fields of Jiuli Village.

The ground was charred black, obviously burned.

Well, it can be confirmed that this monster can spit fire.

Haha, it's just a monster that spits fire.

Then this sect master...I won't confront it head-on.

The hair that has grown with great difficulty, this sect master doesn't want to be burned again.

Of course, this sect master is talking about eyebrows, don't think wrongly.

Touching his chin, Zhang Mo said, "Did the monster drop anything, such as hair or something like that?"

As soon as Zhang Mo finished speaking, the old village chief hurriedly took out a wooden box and said, "Lord God's Messenger, is this what you are talking about?"

Zhang Mo opened it and saw a pile of black hair inside.

Zhang Mo smiled and said, "Are you sure it is the monster's hair?"

The old village chief nodded and said, "Yes. This is specially collected by the villagers. We plan to find a powerful cultivator to help us see what kind of monster it is and whether there is a way to restrain it."

"Then you don't have to look for it. I'll help you get it!"

Putting away the hair, Zhang Mo smiled confidently, and then asked, "When will the monster come?"

The old village chief said, "Usually it comes every few days. If it's fast, it will come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Zhang Mo nodded in understanding.

He turned around and looked at the villagers who were looking forward to it.

Zhang Mo searched in the ring, and finally took out a small branch and said, "You don't have to worry about food. I'll give you a gift."

As he said that, Zhang Mo held the branch tightly, and the earth spirit started!

After throwing it again, Zhang Mo glared and began to transfer life force.

The next moment, a yellow fairy tree grew up quickly, and the fairy tree began to bear fruit. The huge fruits were all yellow and orange.

Feeling that it was almost done, Zhang Mo shouted.

"Hah!"

Then he slapped himself hard.

His body shook suddenly, his head shook, and the life force transmission was disconnected.

Alas, it's not easy to practice this move. It was Xiao Huang who gave me the idea.

When I practiced it myself, my face was almost swollen, and Yang Shuo laughed so happily beside me.

Fortunately, it worked. Zhang Mo shook it a few times, picked a fruit and threw it to the old village chief, saying, "This is called the fairy tree. It harvests four times a year, and both the fruit and the tree can be eaten. The branches can be planted, and it can survive with or without water. The yield per mu is not bad."

The old village chief stared at him and said in surprise, "Fairy tree?"

He ate a bite of the fruit with doubt, and in an instant, the old village chief said, "It's really good."

Hearing this, the villagers came forward one after another. Pick the fruit and eat it.

Zhang Mo ignored them, stretched and said, "You guys can do it. I'll go back and rest first."

"Okay, Lord God!"

The old village chief respectfully sent Zhang Mo away.

Watching Zhang Mo go away, the old village chief's face suddenly changed and said, "Hurry up and collect all the branches of this tree, cut down the tree, and confiscate all the fruits!"

Several men immediately stepped forward and collected all of them as the old village chief said.

Then, one person asked softly, "Village chief, what are you doing?"

The old village chief said, "Haven't you figured it out yet? This is something like a miracle. If what the envoy of God said is true, then our village will not only be saved, but will also be prosperous."

"That makes sense!"

Several young people nodded in succession.

The old village chief thought for a while and continued, "You guys should also take good care of Fatty Qu's body."

A young man exclaimed in surprise, "Village chief, didn't the envoy of God say to melt it?"

The old village chief glared and said, "You can melt it if I tell you to. You really have no respect for the law. Watch out, don't mess around."

In a low voice, the old village chief said, "It's still unclear whether this envoy of God is real or not."

...

The next day dawned.

Master Zhang slept in again.

If it weren't for the stinky feet on the quilt, Master Zhang really didn't want to wake up.

No wonder the old village chief is a bachelor, just these stinky feet.

Only this master who has been hanging out with demons for many years can stand it.

It's as poisonous as the poison of a demon cultivator!

Just as he got up and prepared to go to the toilet.

He saw a villager running quickly.

"Lord God's Messenger, Lord God's Messenger, the monster is coming again!"

When Master Zhang heard this, he didn't care about shitting and hurried to follow.

As soon as he ran to the ridge of the field, Master Zhang saw an eight-foot-tall monster, spitting fire crazily.

However, it was not quite what Zhang Mo thought.

Zhang Mo thought it was spitting fire from above, but he didn't expect it to be spitting fire from below.

Good guy, what did he eat?

This fart is powerful!

Why don't you take off!

The flames were sprayed everywhere, and Zhang Mo was even more afraid to get close.

God knows if there are any residues in his flames to attack.

Oh, don't say it, he shits quite smoothly.

I can't help but feel like shitting.

"Lord God's messenger, please act quickly!"

"Lord God's messenger, it all depends on you!"

A group of people pushed Zhang Mo forward.

Zhang Mo hurriedly said: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Take back your evil hands. Do I need to do this thing myself? Watch!"

Quickly taking out a few pots, Zhang Mo put the black hair in and threw them out.

The small pot grew hands and feet, and rushed towards the monster with a chirping "wish" sound.

Seeing that it was almost in place, Zhang Mo stretched out his hand.

"Explode!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a series of explosions, the monster was directly blown into a bloody mess, and then fell on its back on the ground.

"Done!"

Zhang Mo smiled slightly.

The villagers present shouted "miracle".

The old village chief even shouted loudly: "Lord God's Messenger, you are so powerful!"

With the support of the villagers, everyone came to the monster.

Looking at the fallen monster, Zhang Mo smiled and said, "That's all, it's nothing!"

The old village chief held Zhang Mo's hand and said, "Lord God's messenger, it's great to have you here, I..."

Halfway through his words, the old village chief suddenly let go of Zhang Mo's hand and turned around to run.

Don't say it, he ran so fast at his age that he even lost his walking stick.

What's going on?

Zhang Mo suddenly turned his head and saw that the monster was struggling to get up again.

It seems that he was just stunned just now!

Fuck!

Zhang Mo immediately pounced on the monster's back and rode on its head, saying, "Come and hold him down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked again and saw that all the villagers had run away!

You are really...

Zhang Mo's face was distorted, and he simply activated his ultimate move.

As still as a mountain!

He held the monster tightly with his body.

Do you still want to get up?

What will I do if you get up!