The Way of Spiritual Journey

Chapter 10, Fellow Daoist, please wait.

When the wild boar saw Li Lang chasing after it with murderous intent, it was actually a little flustered and even regretful that it had run away in front of him!

The diarrhea itself wasn't the worst part; the real problem was that the soup splattered all over people's faces, which was quite unsightly. Nobody could stand that!

The wild boar's regret did not slow it down; instead, it wiggled its rear end even more and fled forward in a panic.

As Li Lang pursued the enemy relentlessly, his murderous intent intensified, but he suddenly paused, realizing something, and was overjoyed.

As the great Confucian scholar of the past said: There were originally no roads in the world, but as more people walked on them, they became roads.

Yes, roads are made by people walking on them. Animals, on the other hand, leave no path.

Li Lang had been roaming the mountains and forests for over a year and had never found any paths for travelers, so there were no traces of human presence.

But the situation is different now. Although the road is narrow and desolate, the trees that were blocking the way on both sides have all been cut down, clearly indicating that it was cleared by humans. There's no doubt about it; the road into the mountains is also the road out.

Li Lang blew a loud whistle, a signal to summon Wangcai, who darted out of the woods, abandoning his attempt to ambush the wild boar.

Li Lang pointed the sharp stick forward, and Wangcai, being intelligent, immediately understood his meaning: pursue without killing, and make sure to run to the end of the road.

After a while, the wild boar, panting heavily from being chased, became increasingly agitated and turned around, charging towards Wangcai.

This is going too far! Do you really think that the old pig is powerless to fight?

The wild boar's counterattack was not unexpected for Wangcai; even a cornered beast will fight back. The boar, however, wasn't actually trapped; it was simply driven to desperation. This counterattack was its last chance to carve out a path home.

Being at one's wits' end doesn't mean there's truly no way out; rather, it means that a main road has appeared at the end of a narrow path.

The main road represents human territory. Once an unclaimed animal enters, there is only one outcome: it will be surrounded and killed by humans, eventually becoming a meal on their table.

The wild boar was well aware of this, so it resolutely turned around and charged at Wangcai.

A fierce glint flashed in Wangcai's eyes. Facing a wild boar several times its size, it did not flinch at all, baring its sharp fangs as it pounced.

To be honest, Wangcai is actually quite fierce, with amazing fighting power, and he can also scare pigs.

The wild boar's escape was actually just a result of being frightened and panicking, and by then it had already come to its senses.

Now that things had come to this, Wangcai didn't back down, not because it could actually defeat the wild boar, but because it dared not back down. Behind it was Li Lang, the real demon king, watching; if it retreated now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Sure enough, Wangcai made the right bet.

Hearing the excited shouts of the little saint leaping from the treetops, Li Lang knew that he had made a new discovery, and there could only be one possibility for this discovery: the great road had appeared.

Li Lang was overjoyed and, without hesitation, hurled the sharp stick in his hand, which shot into the wild boar's eyes with a piercing shriek.

"roar!"

The wild boar froze, letting out a mournful scream.

At the same time, Wangcai's sharp teeth bit down hard on the wild boar's throat.

..........

On the main road, there was still no sign of human habitation, and the trees had already given way, so the future was bright. Li Lang carried the two or three hundred-pound wild boar with ease, and at the same time, a surge of pride rushed to his head.

At this moment, a song should be played to express one's feelings.

This piece, which Li Lang has treasured for many years, is now ready to showcase his true talent.

"Little sister, you sit at the bow of the boat, and big brother walks on the shore..." Without the slightest hesitation, Li Lang suddenly opened his throat and let out a series of hoarse howls.

This roar was quite unexpected! Wangcai, who was scouting ahead, stumbled and almost fell.

The young saint, who was keeping watch from the tree nearby, was so frightened that his limbs stiffened and he fell to the ground.

In the distance, the forest was in turmoil, with various sparrows making a "whoosh" sound as they scattered and flew away.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait!" A voice, filled with shock and indignation yet still dignified, rang out.

After a whole year, I finally encountered a living person.

The sound came out so suddenly that Li Lang froze, his grip loosened, and the wild boar on his shoulder fell to the ground.

Li Langqiang suppressed his excitement and slowly turned around, where a Taoist priest appeared before him.

The Taoist priest was dressed in a black robe of unknown material, which was shiny despite its dark color, indicating his extraordinary nature.

The Taoist priest had his hair tied up in a high bun, a long beard hanging down, and a glint of shrewdness in his eyes. The whisk in his hand moved with a free and unrestrained style. With just one glance, his otherworldly and otherworldly demeanor was immediately apparent.

"Greetings, Daoist Master." Li Lang dared not presume, and clasped his hands together in a salute.

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest was visibly taken aback, but quickly recovered and returned the greeting, saying, "This humble Taoist returns the greeting."

The meeting between the two parties had proceeded fairly smoothly so far. "Standard" meant "normal," considering that for a whole year, Li Lang had spent his days among wild beasts, his longing to return to a normal human existence was intense.

Li Lang was overjoyed to be back and was about to speak again when the Taoist priest spoke first.

"Why did you kill the creature I keep in my temple without cause, fellow Daoist? I hope you can enlighten me." The Daoist stared intently at the wild boar on the ground, intending to show his grief, but his Adam's apple involuntarily bobbed a few times. He was craving meat!

Li Lang's mind went blank for a moment, as if struck by lightning. He looked at the Taoist priest in disbelief. What was going on? Was this a fake Taoist priest? Was he about to blatantly rob him?

Li Lang carried the wild boar out of the mountains because he knew it could be sold for money, and as a newcomer to society, he needed to have basic survival skills.

That Taoist priest is despicable! Cutting off someone's livelihood is tantamount to killing one's father. How can one tolerate this?

Li Lang's principle in life is: "If someone steals my peach, I will repay them with a precious jade." He never does business at a loss.

"Wangcai!" Li Lang shouted, his eyes flashing coldly, and pointed forward with his large hand, "That wild boar bit you. Now that the real culprit is here, you can talk about compensation."

Wangcai is truly intelligent; it seemed to understand everything Li Lang said. It immediately revealed its ferocious nature, growling in a low voice, as if it would rush up and tear him apart at any moment if there was a disagreement.

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest panicked, his face filled with fear, and his composure as a master vanished completely. He had been careless!

This guy doesn't play by the rules! Can't you be reasonable? He killed my pig, shouldn't he compensate me?

"Fellow Daoist, please calm down." The Daoist dared not think too much and finally realized that this ragged man was no good person. He had to keep him calm first.

"Go to hell, fellow Daoist! Your pig injured my pet. If you don't give me a satisfactory compensation today, I'll let you eat your fill of pig manure, you believe me?" The current Li Lang is no longer the weak scholar he was a year ago. He has hovered on the edge of life and death several times, and the murderous aura accumulated in his body has finally erupted.

Li Lang's eyes widened, his chilling aura uncontrollable; he was truly enraged.

"Ahem, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the Taoist priest calmed down instead of panicking.