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Chapter 104 Waiting for the Rabbit

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    The Beggar King shook his head and said, "I don't know. At that time, I just watched from a distance, and I didn't dare to go forward at all. With my strength, I was courting death."

    "Besides sitting on the tree and waiting for the rabbit, I have another way. We can send a person to walk in the swamp to lure the monsters out, and then everyone will go up and kill the monsters." At this time, the lame Taoist  Hehe smiled and said.

    After the lame Taoist finished speaking, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Qingyang, who was the weakest.  For the task of attracting monsters, one should either send someone with high strength, who can escape quickly and with less danger, or send someone with low influence, so it would not be a pity to die.

    Obviously, this lame Taoist seems to think that Qingyang is the most suitable for this task. With a cultivation base of the fourth level of the pulse-opening state, he can't help much when killing monsters, and he came from Xiping mansion alone.  No one is looking for a back account.

    Sure enough, if you fall behind, you will be beaten, and if your strength is low, you will be sent to die easily. Qingyang can't help but regret it a bit, and shouldn't trust others' integrity so easily.  He was about to refute a few words, when Ding Gong, who was next to him, spoke up, saying: "This method is not suitable, the monsters are too strong, and the more power, the more chances of winning, we can't casually send people to death."

    He was not sympathetic to Qingyang, but worried that the same thing would happen to their husband and wife. Apart from Qingyang, the one with the lowest level of cultivation was his wife Pan Po, and after that were him and the Beggar King.  Letting others die easily, such a team has no cohesion, if a practice of letting the lowest cultivation level die, what will happen next time it is the turn of myself and my wife?

    Beggar King and Ding Gong had the same idea, and said: "Everyone is a casual cultivator struggling at the bottom of the world of cultivating immortals. It is difficult to cultivate, so why bother to embarrass others?"

    Seeing that many people objected to his opinion, the crippled Taoist had no choice but to say: "I'm just talking casually, and there's nothing you can do if you don't agree. Anyway, I have a lot of time, so I just wait with you slowly."

    It is also a way to sit back and wait for the rabbit, but this method is too inefficient, and I don't know when I can wait for the monster to come out.  In case the beggar king made a mistake, this is not the lair of the monster. Wouldn't everyone have to wait in vain?

    Then Liang Chongtian thought about it, and said: "It is not necessary to send people to attract monsters, we can catch some small animals such as pikas and birds, and throw them in the swamp or by the lake, and then everyone will go to the swamp  An ambush on the edge of the ground might work.¡±

    There is no other way, and everyone agreed. Afterwards, everyone acted together. Many pikas and birds were caught in the dense forest beside the road, their wings and legs were broken, and they were all thrown into the swamp.  and the lake, and then quietly wait for the monster to appear.

    I don't know if the monster didn't notice the movement by the lake, or if the monster didn't care about the birds they caught, or if the monster wasn't at home at all.  The seven people hid in the bushes at the edge of the swamp and lay in ambush for nearly four hours. There was still no movement around them, not to mention the blue-eyed red clams, not even an ordinary toad.

    It was still noon when everyone arrived at the lake, and it was already dark at this time, and the birds they caught were already dying, and most of their lives were lost.

    The sun had already set, and the moon was perfectly round in the sky, shining on the lakeside. Although it was not as bright as in the daytime, it was still possible to see the surrounding scenery clearly. However, the mosquitoes, rats and ants were more active at night, and it was a lot of trouble for the few of them hiding in the bushes  Fewer crimes.

    After waiting for a long time without finding anything, and still suffering here, the lame Taoist suffocated, and could not help complaining: "I told you to send people to lure the monsters out earlier, but you refused, and insisted on waiting here.  It's been a whole day, and I haven't even seen the shadow of a monster, and I don't know that I have to wait until the year of the monkey."

    The beggar king next to him said impatiently: "What is waiting for this time? If you are willing to attract monsters, you can go by yourself. What's the use of complaining to us?"

    Of course it is impossible for the lame Taoist to die by himself. The words of the beggar king made him look ugly, and he said: "The beggar king, what do you mean? Why are you always against me?"

    "I just can't understand your bullying face, what's wrong?" the beggar king said.

    Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Liang Chongtian next to him shouted in a low voice: "What are you arguing about? Who is to blame for disturbing the monsters? Silence the sound, the monsters should come out soon."

    Hong Mantian was puzzled, and said: "Young Taoist Liang, how do you know that the monster is coming out soon?"

    Liang Chongtian explained in a low voice: "Although the blue-eyed red clam is a monster, it has not completely broken away from the habits of ordinary toads. It is warm and humid in early summer, and toads generally like to be active at night. At this time, the sun has already set for more than half an hour. It is estimated that monsters will be able to move around at night.  It¡¯s time to get out and do something.¡±

    &nbsp"Why didn't Liang Daoyou say it earlier? If you said it earlier, we would have come later, so we wouldn't have to suffer the pain of mosquito bites here." The lame Taoist said dissatisfied.

    Liang Chongtian rolled his eyes at him, and said: "I'm just talking about the normal situation. Who knows what kind of temperament this blue-eyed vermillion clam is? What if he likes to do activities during the day? Didn't the last time the beggar king found the blue-eyed vermilion clam in the daytime?  You don't even have that little patience, what kind of immortal are you still cultivating?"

    If other people dared to say something about the lame Taoist, he would definitely refute it immediately. After being ridiculed by Liang Chongtian, the lame Taoist could only swallow his anger and laughed a few times.

    With Liang Chongtian's words as the bottom line, everyone was relieved a lot. No one showed any impatience, and quietly waited for the appearance of the monster.

    Another half an hour later, suddenly, there were several muffled cries of frogs from the lake. The voice seemed to be an order, and the whole swamp suddenly burst into loud cries, one after another, deafening. No one expected  , There are so many toads living in this swamp.

    This series of voices seemed to be welcoming the arrival of their king. Sure enough, there were waves of waves on the surface of the lake, and then the lake water swayed, and a huge figure suddenly came out from the bottom of the water and moved towards the lakeside.  Swamp paddling comes.

    Although it was far away, everyone could still see it clearly. That figure was a toad the size of a wooden basin, but it was inconvenient to see at night. I don't know the color of the toad's skin and eyes, but the size was right.  On, it should be that monster.

    The monsters that the beggar king said finally appeared, and a fierce battle was about to come. The atmosphere at the scene couldn't help but become tense, and some people had already quietly started preparing their weapons.

    As for Qing Yang, who was doing this kind of thing for the first time, his palms were sweating and his heart beat faster.  The Forbidden Rat encountered in the secret land was also a first-class monster, but he didn't do much that time, and he didn't know how dangerous a first-class monster was.

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