Chapter 877 (2/2)

Canshen mountain is steep with a very high peak and covers a vast area.

Although the collapse has reduced the height of the mountain by almost one third, what it has brought is more and more unpredictable.

Originally, some roads that could go up the mountain became extremely steep with the collapse of the mountain. Even if a monk stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up, he could not help but cool his back.

As for the place that used to be a cliff, now it is even more daunting.

Therefore, although the glow of the treasure can be seen on the whole mountain, it still takes a lot of thought for the monks to get it.

Time passed quickly. In a twinkling of an eye, it was the 25th day after the collapse of the mountain.

Now it's February 11.

However, in places like Wanyao burial ground, the climate of different regions is not affected by seasons, so there is no specific change.

It's just that the situation of dog god mountain is relatively special.

Originally, the peak was covered with white snow, but with the annihilation of the dead in the mountain, the cold and gloomy atmosphere gradually dissipated.

So these days, the thick snow began to turn into white fog.

At a glance, the whole mountain is haunted in the mist.

In the white fog, you can occasionally see the colorful scenery. If you don't know it, you may mistakenly think it is a fairyland on earth.

In the morning, in the white fog, came a clear bell sound.

Ding Ling - Ding Ling——

It's very crisp. It's easy to think of the cute kitten at home, because there's a small bell hanging around the neck, which makes a sound when jumping in the room.

The next moment, the fog was suddenly stirred and dispersed.

Several figures, as if falling from the sky, fell directly to form a circle, which surrounded the sound of the bell in the center.

”I've been waiting here for several days, and finally someone passed by.”

”It seems that the brothers are lucky this time. When people actually come down from above.”

”Those who go up the mountain don't necessarily have treasure on them, but those who come down from the mountain must have got some treasure!”

”Hey, hey, this man is really bold. He got the treasure and dared to show off so much. He walked in this remote place and made such an obvious voice.”

”He's such a swagger. Naturally, no wonder our brothers... Eh?”

The man was suddenly stunned before he finished his words.

Several other people's faces also showed a look of consternation.

Because the fog now dispersed, they found that in the middle, not a monk, but a big white tiger with a fist size, yellow bell tied around its neck.

The white tiger looks like a big hairy cat, looking at the friars with curious eyes.

The five friars at the scene all came to the scene with their own initiative to search for treasure, waiting for the harvest of looting.

They've been ambushing here for days.

But I don't know whether the location is too remote or the luck is too bad. There has been no prey before.

Early this morning, there was a bell ringing from far to near. They thought they had been waiting for a long time. At last, God opened their eyes and sent a monk with great treasure to make a fortune for them.

As a result, what appears in front of them is just a monster.

But soon, they found out.

”Boss, look at the bell on the monster's neck!”

There was a cry of surprise.

All of a sudden, people's attention was attracted in the past.

At a glance, there was a sound of cool air.