Chapter 143: A Nest of Snakes and Rats
Driven by the big earth ball transformed from Wang Zhuo's talisman, the group of ten people followed closely behind and finally rushed out of the forest of iron-toothed birds.

Afterwards, the talisman's spiritual power was exhausted and the ball of soil shattered into dust on the ground.

The ten people quickly gathered together under Wang Zhuo's command.

They changed direction and all faced the woods, fighting and retreating, slowly resisting these iron-toothed birds.

Then he rushed to the top of the hill smoothly.

After chasing to a certain height, the iron-toothed bird slowly began to retreat and no longer attacked them.

Wang Zhuo hurriedly shouted in a low voice,

"Hurry up and stop, find a place to take cover. Those iron-toothed birds have retreated on their own accord. The area ahead is probably the territory of the hundred-year-old iron-wire snakes."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked for some larger potholes and raised areas and hid in their shadows.

Wang Zhuo looked at Mo Juren, who was in good health and showed no signs of injury, and was a little surprised. He then nodded and said to him,

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I'm glad you're okay. The wire snake's nest is right above our heads. It may sense our presence at any time and attack us."

"Next, please ask Brother Zhang to help everyone recover from their injuries in the shortest possible time so that we can prepare to fight the enemy."

Mo Juren nodded and started checking the injuries of everyone one by one.

The one who was most seriously injured was actually the fourth brother Zhao Han. This guy was a bit young and impulsive, and he didn't know how to defend himself when he attacked fiercely.

The iron-toothed bird scratched several deep wounds on his shoulders, and his clothes were stained with blood.

The next one was Hu Pinggu, who accidentally scratched the inside of her thigh and had to seal the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, making it difficult for her to even walk.

Mo Juren stepped forward and first helped Zhao Han take off his torn clothes, and then directly changed them into bandages.

He sprinkled some gold medicine on his wound and then wrapped up his entire right shoulder.

Then Mo Juren pressed several acupuncture points on him, causing his shoulder to feel numb, and ordered,
"Your right hand will be temporarily numb for a while. Don't use any force to speed up the healing of the wound."

"You can recover your breath first, and I will help you untie the acupuncture points here later."

Zhao Han watched Mo Juren's orderly operation coldly, which was much more professional than their usual random application of gold wound medicine.

Next came Hu Pinggu, a young woman, who was injured on the inner thigh and was a little difficult to treat.

Mo Juren went forward to check, and while looking at Xiong Dali, he said seriously,

"The wound is quite deep and has affected the blood vessels. If it is not treated, it will become larger and dangerous!"

Xiong Dali was speechless and made some gestures while whimpering. Aunt Hu Ping said,

"He meant to follow Brother Zhang's advice. It's more important to treat the injury."

Mo Juren Dao,

"I'm sorry, Sister Hu, please don't be so formal."

After saying that, he pulled and cut the hem of her skirt that was torn by the iron-toothed bird, revealing a piece of snow-white area.

Hu Pinggu blushed, protected her vital parts, and turned her face away.

Mo Juren was naturally very professional, and he helped her treat the wound without looking away...

He then used the same method, either using gold medicine, acupressure or acupuncture, and quickly stabilized the injuries of several people.

Everyone sat cross-legged on the ground, some holding spirit stones, some swallowing recovery pills, and began to recover as quickly as possible.

Mo Juren didn't use any magic power at all. He just relied on his physique and sword skills to hold on, and his strength was not greatly depleted.

He took advantage of this time to practice, but unfortunately the spiritual energy here was very poor, so it was better than nothing.

Over there, the eldest brother Wang Zhuo and the second brother Xie Hong recovered first and took turns going out to spy.

After a while, Xie Hong came back and said, "We found a rat hole on the other side of the mountain. There is probably a nest of 'rat thieves' in it. They have opened the hole near the snake's nest."

Wang Zhuoqi said,

"A stealing rat? Could it be that it wants to steal the eggs of the iron snake? These level one spirit beasts are really brave... What do you mean?"

"We can find a way to force them out, drive them to the top of the mountain, and let them fight each other first. What do you think, big brother?"

Wang Zhuo paced along the road,
"This method is feasible. But the rat hole is too close to the snake's nest, which is a bit suspicious."

"Logically speaking, this wire snake has lived for a hundred years, so it's impossible for these little cubs to find a way to get away with it."

Several others expressed their opinions:
"Brother, it should be fine. Snakes and rats have always been natural enemies. We'll know once we give it a try."

Wang Zhuo finally agreed and arranged for everyone to sneak into the rat hole.

Next to the first hole discovered, the crowd found several more holes, and then Wang Zhuo assigned people to block them, leaving only the top one empty.

Xie Hongze took out a piece of strange wood, lit it and threw it into the rat hole. After a while, yellow-green smoke came out from the mud.

I guess they want to use this poisonous smoke to smoke this nest of thieves out of their hole.

Sure enough, after a while, nearly ten rat-like monsters with sharp claws and fangs, the size of roosters, fled from the cave.

As soon as they saw the crowd gathering below, they all rushed towards the snake den on the mountain without any hesitation.

Everyone said happily,

"Great, let's go in. These ten big rats should be enough to give this old snake a hard time."

Wang Zhuo asked everyone to be ready to enter the snake den and start killing snakes at any time.

The crowd slowly surrounded the top of the mountain and heard some unusual movements coming from the snake's den.

Wang Zhuo saw the right opportunity, waved his hand and pointed, and everyone moved together and rushed into the nest, but they were shocked by the scene before them.

In the snake's den, there was a big black snake as thick as a watermelon, coiled up like a straw hat, lying leisurely on the grass.

Its small green bean-like eyes calmly looked at the dozen or so mice in front of it, mixed with its six or seven snake eggs.

And those ugly egg-stealing rats don’t look like they are stealing the eggs. Instead, they seem to be taking care of the snake eggs, protecting them well in front of them!

Everyone felt something was wrong, but before they could take any action, the lazy wire snake suddenly raised its tail high.

Then the black lump of flesh on the tip of its tail shook violently, making a sharp squeaking sound!
Wang Zhuo shouted,
"Oh no, it's calling!"

Before he finished speaking, there was an endless stream of bird calls from the woods below the mountain, and a large number of iron-toothed birds rushed to the top of the mountain like an overwhelming force.

The thief rat in the snake's den also had a fierce look in its eyes. It jumped out of the snake's den and attacked everyone from the front and back.

"Quick, everyone gather around me and form a circle. Don't let anyone get separated!"

Everyone approached Wang Zhuo together.

Except Mo Juren.

He had been observing this overconfident female snake. Rather than saying that it was confident and looked down on everyone, Mo Juren was more inclined to believe that it was actually unable to move!

This is a gut feeling.

If the snake's strength has not diminished, why would it go to such great lengths to summon the iron-toothed bird at the foot of the mountain to protect it?

The true maternal instinct to protect her children would have probably jumped out and tried to kill everyone on the spot!

　Dear readers, I changed the title a bit, please forgive me. Because the plot is developing too slowly, Gou Dao Liu is more in line with the real situation of the book...

　　
　
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