Along the main road, a young boy could be seen crying and running along the road, it was the dog.
"What's going on?"
With their robes fluttering, Fang Xi and the others had already surrounded the dog.
"Wuwuwu... Please save the boss! The boss is being attacked by a monster!" The dog saw Fang Xi and the others, as if seeing saviors, and hurriedly rushed over.
"What? Another monster?" Mu Canglong felt a headache. "What kind of monster?"
"Wuwu... I don't... I can't see it at all. The boss is bleeding, and so are Xiaoyun and Xiaoshu..." The dog cried breathlessly.
"Could it be... another 'demon'?" Mu Canglong's expression turned serious.
"No! Absolutely not a demon!" Han Fatty calmed down and analyzed, "I once read an ancient book that said 'two demons do not meet,' meaning that within a certain area, only one demon will appear! Since Blackstone City already has the Demon Tree, what Zhang Junming encountered should be a rather special monster!"
"A monster?" Fang Xi stroked his chin.
If Zhang Junming had encountered another demon, he would have left without a word.
But monsters were different.
He had plans to hunt monsters and sell their meat!
His cultivation in the 'Changchun Jue' had not progressed, so it seemed like it was time to buy some elixirs and use their power to cultivate.
And this required spirit stones, a lot of spirit stones!
"Master Mu, you take the dog back to the caravan, Han Fatty and I will go take a look!" Fang Xi thought for a moment and made a decision.
"Why is it me, Han Fatty?" Han Fatty looked slightly annoyed.
"Of course, because your strength is higher," Fang Xi chuckled, thinking to himself that even if they encountered danger, this meat mountain could block disasters, and he was a bigger target than himself. Not choosing him, would he choose Mu Canglong?
In the dense forest.
Bloodstains covered the twisted roots of ancient trees.
Fang Xi's eyebrows twitched as he pulled a piece of fabric from a tree branch.
"This is what Zhang Junming was wearing!" Han Fatty wiped the sweat and oil from his face with a handkerchief. "It seems that Zhang Junming has met with misfortune. Brother Fang, shall we leave first? This place is eerie."
"Yes... an invisible monster, quite interesting." Fang Xi pondered, "Perhaps... the other party hasn't left after hunting?"
With this in mind, he secretly activated the Changchun Jue, allowing two strands of wood attribute mana to enter his eyes.
This was the technique of a cultivator's spiritual eyes!
Of course, untrained spiritual eyes didn't have much use in the cultivation world, mainly used in the mortal world to find items with spiritual energy.
But in the Great Liang?
Monsters and demons were considered to be rich in spiritual energy.
A hint of green light flashed in Fang Xi's eyes as he scanned the surroundings.
Suddenly, his figure froze.
He saw a semi-transparent monster crouching among the ancient trees next to Han Fatty!
The other party seemed to be made entirely of glass, moving in and out of the jungle, with a long tongue slowly drooping down towards Han Fatty.
"You vile beast!" Fang Xi's voice thundered as he punched towards Han Fatty.
"Ah!" Caught off guard, Han Fatty instinctively activated the 'Swallowing Heaven Technique' to defend himself, feeling a long, sticky, and foul-smelling thing winding around his waist.
"What is this thing?" He roared, his body swelling up like a ball, managing to forcefully push open the monster's tongue.
At the same time, Fang Xi's fist struck the monster, releasing his mixed elemental energy!
Bang!
Several explosions of energy resounded, splattering green blood.
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground echoed.
At that moment, Han Fatty noticed a glass-like monster lying on the ground, gradually regaining its dark green color...
This monster was about ten feet long, with sharp limbs, scales, protruding eyes that rotated agilely, and a circular membrane collar around its neck, looking quite majestic from a distance.
"What a huge chameleon monster!" Fang Xi, for some reason, saw the collar-like membrane on the other party's neck and suddenly thought of a protective collar for dogs, making him want to laugh. "Haha... Han Fatty, you almost delivered yourself as food!"
It had to be said, this fatty was quite qualified as a meat shield.
In his eyes, the huge blood hole on the back of the chameleon monster was surrounded by scattered green scales.
"Damn it, I almost died today." Han Fatty's face also showed a hint of killing intent. "Tonight, Old Han will eat this monster's meat!"
Roaring, his huge body leaped up and descended like Mount Tai: "Swallowing Heaven Palm!"
Fang Xi shook his head. "You probably can't handle it!"
As he spoke, he cooperated with Han Fatty's attack.
In fact, this monster's strength was not that strong, it just had the ability to hide its form, making it quite tricky.
However, after Fang Xi broke its 'invisibility technique,' it became more manageable.
Before long, it was lying belly-up on the ground, turning into a corpse.
Fang Xi didn't hesitate to take out a dagger and directly cut open the monster, finding Zhang Junming's mutilated body.
"Uh... looks like it's really inedible..." Han Fatty shook his head, somewhat regretful.
"Ah... I didn't expect to say goodbye early this morning, and it's a farewell forever! But, not seeing Xiaoyun's body, perhaps she escaped?" Fang Xi suddenly felt the impermanence of life.
After all, he had known them for a while. Together with Han Fatty, they buried Zhang Junming's body and then sent Han Fatty on his way.
After confirming that Han Fatty had left, Fang Xi patted his storage bag, took out the Ghost Head Blade, a hint of excitement on his face. "The skin of this monster should be able to make some special artifacts... and the meat and bones, not bad, can sell for some spirit stones."
At that moment, he once again thanked the boy who gave him the treasure.
If it weren't for the storage bag sponsored by that guy, it would have been quite troublesome to hide the body of this chameleon monster.
Caravan.
"Don't worry... Senior Brother's martial arts are outstanding, he is already a martial master, he will definitely bring your boss back," Mu Miaomiao was comforting the dog.
Suddenly, a meat mountain flew over and landed in front of the dog.
"Where's my boss?" The dog immediately asked.
"He's dead!" Han Fatty sighed and handed a piece of blood-stained clothing to the dog.
The dog immediately burst into tears.
"Such is life, be a little more open-minded..." Han Fatty shook his head and went back to enjoy himself in his own carriage.
Yes, after getting a carriage, he had called all his concubines to his carriage, making everyone admire his horse that pulled the carriage, it was simply a divine steed!
"Master is back!"
Han Fatty returned to the carriage and was immediately surrounded by several tender arms.
"Hehe..." He casually took out a bottle of fine wine from under the seat and took a sip. "Hmm... I'm back."
He squinted his eyes contentedly, leaving only a slit:
'That Fang Xi definitely has secrets on him, but it's none of my business.'
'Living carefree and happy, that's how you live a long life... I'm not greedy, I'm not greedy, as long as I have my beautiful wives and concubines, eat and drink well, I'm happy, I'm happy...'
...
Not long after, Fang Xi also returned to the caravan.
"Set off, continue the journey!" He looked at the people in the caravan and gave the order.
The team slowly moved forward, and Fang Xi approached the dog. "Do you have anywhere else to go?"
"No..." The dog's eyes were lifeless as he looked ahead.
"Then come with us to Sanyuan City. I'll recommend you to join the Baiyun Martial Hall, you'll always have a meal to eat!" Fang Xi prepared to pass on the burden to Mu Miaomiao without any hesitation.
After all, when Mu Canglong arrived in Sanyuan City, he would most likely have to continue running a martial hall out of necessity.
"By the way, do you have a name?"
"No!" The dog replied.
"Then I'll give you one. Since you followed Zhang Junming, let's use the surname Zhang... As for the name? 'In the grand scheme of things, laughing at the world, not succumbing to the ups and downs of life... let's call you Zhang Mingding!"
"Zhang?" The dog thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously. "I'll be called Zhang Mingding!"
"Good, very good!" Fang Xi nodded, suddenly feeling that Zhang Junming had a bit of continuation in the world.
This was what ancient people pursued.
'Hehe... it's a pity that this kind of continuation is just an illusion!'
'Family, bloodline, spiritual continuation, leaving a mark in history... all pale in comparison to living your own history!'
'I must build my foundation and enjoy eternal life!'
Fang Xi's eyes were deep, but his determination became even stronger.
...
Several days later.
Qingzhu Mountain Market.
Fang Xi returned to the shantytown with a calm expression.
The scent of the Three-Day Incense had long dissipated, and he hadn't heard any alarming news along the way.
After all, people often died outside the market, and everyone had gotten used to it.
As long as it wasn't an important person who died, they would soon be forgotten.
'Besides... if Baiqiao Tower is looking for someone, it's a fierce and evil man who sells the flesh of the God of the Year, what does it have to do with me, a small spirit farmer?'
Fang Xi searched for information and secretly relaxed.
However, Chen Ping next door was not around, probably either in seclusion or bothering Lu Daoyou.
Fang Xi didn't care about him and went straight to find Di Qi.
"What? Friend Fang, you actually killed a monster?" Di Qi looked Fang Xi up and down, as if reevaluating this spirit farmer.
"It's just good luck, coincidentally, this monster wasn't that strong..." Fang Xi showed a shy smile. "The body is at my house, I'll take you to see..."
He certainly wouldn't reveal his storage bag in front of Di Qi, so he directly placed the cut-up monster meat in his house.
Di Qi came to Fang Xi's wooden house and saw the chunks of meat and the white bones, finally believing, "Friend, you're really lucky... Are you... planning to... sell it?"
"Yes!" Fang Xi rubbed his hands, seeming a bit hesitant. "There's a lot of intrigue in this market, and I don't dare to show off, so I can only trouble you to handle it for me, right? If you're willing, I can give you a share of the fee!"
'This deal!' Di Qi's eyes lit up. His family had a demand for this, and bringing it back could earn him some small merits.
The key was... he could make money from both ends!
He immediately perked up, "What rank is this monster? How heavy is it?"
"Probably a lower first-rank... the meat weighs three to four hundred catties, bones not included... as for the leather, I kept it." Fang Xi answered frankly.
Even though he was a spirit farmer, it was quite reasonable to come across a monster by chance.
After all, luck was unpredictable, who could say for sure?
In any case, he didn't plan to sell a second monster through Di Qi.
(End of Chapter)