"Master Ding, this Jun Mountain is so big, and there are so many mountains around it, how can we find Yan Yan?" As soon as she went out, Chu Xinyue asked.

Ding Haiyan frowned and said, "Don't worry, I have my own way." ”

The two siblings nodded and looked at him expectantly.

Ding Haiyan was holding a compass in his hand, and the bracelet that Mu Yan had worn before in the other.

Ding Haiyan was surprised, and said in a low voice: "What's the matter?" and he didn't react at all......

It seemed that he couldn't even detect Mu Yan's breath......

Chu Xinyue was surprised: "What's the matter?" Master Ding?"

Ding Haiyan smiled: "It's nothing, let's go to the Junshan Mountain Range first." ”

Why didn't I react at all?

Jiang Ming and the others came to the foot of the mountain, and they saw a group of tourists climbing the mountain and walking up the mountain, and there were not many people.

Jiang Ming was a little surprised: "There are so many people who come to climb the mountain?" Aren't there not many tourists in Junshan?

Wang Ruoyun chuckled: "The waiter in the hotel told me just now that it seems that Junshan has organized an event, and many literati have come over, hoping to leave a name in history." ”

What's that?

Feng En glanced at Jiang Ming and said with some disdain: "Jiang Ming, aren't you still a writer, you don't know what activities Junshan is doing?"

Feng En was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Ming, he raised his lips and said a little proudly: "Do you know the West Lake? West Lake collected the names of the ten scenic spots some time ago, and it turned out that a talented man took the names of the ten scenic spots. Now West Lake still uses these names to advertise on TV, and the effect is very good. Junshan is also learning this. ”

Jiang Ming was surprised, he didn't expect it to be because of this.

Feng En glanced at Jiang Ming and said with a smile: "Writer Jiang, if you have the ability of that talent, why don't you try it too?" ”

Zhou Zhen glanced at Feng En and didn't speak.

I am afraid that this Grandmaster Jiang's literary talent is not much worse than martial arts......

Jiang Ming smiled and said, "No need." "He didn't come here for tourism, but to find out where the ghost clan was.

Feng En sneered even more in his heart, he didn't dare to go? What kind of talent is this? It's just a big brag.

Jiang Ming nodded at Zhou Zhen, and a group of people walked towards the mountain.

Junshan doesn't seem to have a cable car at this time.

Guo Shanshan held a tourist map of Junshan in her hand and said: "There is a Junshan Temple on the top of the mountain, and the incense is prosperous. When you get there, you can go in and pay respects. ”

Junshan Temple in Zhongzhou is naturally not as good as the Shaolin Temple in Zhongyue Songshan, but the incense has always been quite vigorous.

Zhou Zhen said as he walked: "This side of Junshan is a continuous mountain range, surrounded by countless large and small peaks, and this mountain is collectively called Junshan Mountain Range. It's just that this Jun Mountain is the main mountain range, and it is a place where tourists often come to it. Jiang Ming frowned slightly, could it be that the gathering point of the ghost clan was in other mountains?

Feng En was a playboy young master, and he didn't take a few steps and started gasping for air.

"I'll go, you've been walking for so long without panting?" Feng En asked, staring at Zhou Zhen and panting.

Jiang Ming is a young man, even if he walks without breathing, this old man also walks like a fly. The girl named Wang Ruoyun next to her didn't pant at all......

Zhou Zhen stared at it and said coldly: "It's useless to look at it, it's strong outside!"

Feng En's heart is a groove. The old man brought by Jiang Ming, this kid, also doesn't deal with him!

As Jiang Ming walked, he poked his divine thoughts out towards the entire mountain peak.

No...... Can't find ...... at all

Damn, this place is interesting.

"Xiao Chen, you can't even climb the mountain, let alone write poetry. Two thin-looking young men on the side said with their arms in their arms.

At first glance, it looks like it's weak and can't help it.

Zhou Zhen glanced at it, and then didn't speak.

Jiang Ming thinks that Zhou Zhen, the old man, has no sympathy at all!

Jiang Mingchong said to the two young men next to him: "This little brother had better not go up the mountain." "This guy is going to have a problem going up again.

The man who was traveling with him looked at the man's face a little pale, "Chen Wenyi, are you okay?"

Chen Wenyi looked up at the high Sovereign Mountain Lord, his hands clenched into fists: "I'm fine! I can't climb this mountain, so what kind of poems can I write? Of course, I have to have this perseverance. ”

The corners of Jiang Ming's mouth twitched.

He'd only seen a red-faced ...... climb a mountain I have never seen such a ghost virtuous.

Chen Wenyi looked at Jiang Ming and said, "Little classmate, thank you for your concern." I'm going to keep climbing the mountain. ”

Jiang Ming's eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "You may not be able to get down if you climb up......

There is also a doctor's hospital at the foot of the mountain, but it is difficult to say about the top of the mountain......

Chen Wenyi and the men who were traveling with him changed their faces suddenly, and they looked at Jiang Ming with some anger.

What is this kid talking about?

Isn't that a curse to death?

Feng En said on the side: "This is also a writer......

Chen Wenyi suddenly understood, literati are light. This kid cursed him for not being able to get down, it's really vicious!

Chen Wenyi said coldly: "Don't care about this writer, let's go." ”

Chen Wenyi and the two left quickly.

Zhou Zhen said calmly on the side: "Everyone has their own destiny, why bother with others?"

Jiang Ming sneered: "I don't believe in fate, my fate is up to me." Whoever believes in me, my life is in my hands!"

Zhou Zhen was shocked, and looked at Jiang Ming's eyes with a hint of respect.

The group walked towards the top of the mountain.

Von almost fainted from exhaustion on the mountain.

Finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and saw that the incense of Junshan Temple not far away was flourishing, and there were not many monks in and out.

Jiang Ming frowned, "So lively?"

A believer on the side said excitedly: "Huiming from Shaolin Temple has come over, so there are a lot of people here." ”

On the other side of the hill, I saw a pavilion, and there were many people in the pavilion.

Jiang Ming glanced at it and happened to see that Chen Wenyi and the two were also inside.

Jiang Ming stood on the top ......of the mountain with his hands in his hands, and the corners of his clothes were blown up by the cool breeze at the tip of the mountain, which made a group of female tourists stunned, just like a fairy!

Jiang Ming overlooks the entire Junshan Mountain Range. A pair of deep pupils scanned the trend of the entire mountain range through the white mist clouds and verdant forests.

Jiang Ming frowned slightly, the direction of this mountain was a little ......

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Jiang Ming's sleeve violently.

Feng En pulled Jiang Ming over and said, "Writer Jiang is going to participate together! What are you looking at? I can't see what is going on below." ”

Jiang Ming frowned, he had just seen a little bit of the reason......

Feng En pushed Jiang Ming into the crowd and said, "He also signed up to participate." ”

Guo Shanshan looked at Jiang Ming a little anxiously, and said to Feng En: "Feng Shao, how can you force others to participate like this? Why don't you participate yourself?"

Feng Endao: "I'm not a cultural person, this Jiang writer is an outstanding writer among young people, how can he not participate?"

There were many young writers present, and as soon as they heard this, they cast their eyes on it.

Jiang Ming's eyes were still looking at the mountains outside, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

I saw a young man with a brush in his hand come over and asked, "Outstanding young writer, I don't know who this gentleman is?"

Seeing Jiang Ming staring at the mountains silently, he didn't know what he was thinking. The young writer was even more upset.

Is this man proud? Ignore them?

Feng En said: "His name is Jiang Ming. ”

A group of young writers glanced at each other a few times, and immediately began to discuss.

"Jiang Ming, why haven't I heard of it?"

Chen Wenyi, who was pale, patted his head and said, "I'm a little familiar with this name...... I think I've seen it somewhere. ”

"Chen Wenyi, are you talking about "Guoshu"......? Let's just deceive children, it's not very different from those imbecile networks. ”

Jiang Ming stared at the mountains and spit out a few words: "This is a magic circle. ”

This piece of Junshan Mountain Range is a seemingly huge mountain array, but as long as you find its array eye, it is definitely the gathering point of the ghost clan!

Zhou Zhen was shocked, and his eyes fell on Jiang Ming in an instant. What did he see?

"Is this kid evil?"

Jiang Ming came back to his senses and smiled and rushed to the group of people present: "Hello, I'm Jiang Ming." ”

"I haven't heard of you, Mr. Jiang, who is the most outstanding young writer?" the young man asked with a provocative look on his face.

Literati care about reputation.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts.

Whoever dares to claim to be the most outstanding young writer in front of them will surely offend a group of people!

Obviously, Von helped him offend a lot of people......

Jiang Ming scolded Feng En in his heart, this kid has nothing to do!

When Jiang Ming heard this, he smiled proudly: "If I am self-proclaimed, who would dare to be dissatisfied?"