The tiger left, Zhang Hai's legs were limp to the ground, his eyes were only staring at the air, fearful, complicated, and he didn't know whether the mysterious existence was good or evil.

Xu Wei looked at the surrounding environment and sighed.

A vague figure appeared in the place, full of golden light, pointing illusory in one direction, heading into the distance.

Zhang Hai didn't know where the strength came from, and it emerged from his body, and the mountains and forests at night were the most terrifying, following the golden figure.

Not long after, the golden figure stopped on a pile of weeds, circled around, and finally pointed in a direction, disappearing between heaven and earth.

Zhang Hai's figure was already crumbling, and he finally made it to the pile of weeds.

"Blood clotted grass. “

The grass is three inches long, the leaves are green, and the tail is divided into three branches.

This three-inch three-pronged, the juice of the branches and leaves is applied externally, it is the hunters in the mountains who are injured and often looking for medicine, but unfortunately only fresh ones have medicinal use, and few people have them, they are all used at any time.

Quickly pulled out the blood coagulation grass, stuffed it into his mouth, and smeared it on his chest indiscriminately, it was cool and cool, and Zhang Hai's injury was a little lighter.

He surged out his strength and walked in the direction that the golden figure was pointing at last.

It was late at night, and strange roars were heard in the woods.

Zhang Hai took advantage of the moonlight, stumbling and walking, his heart is the confidence of the mysterious existence, how many years no one can spend the night in the mountains and forests, and those who stay in the mountains and forests will generally become a handful of white bones the next day.

He didn't want to die yet.

Xu Wei has been following behind him, and the thin line of incense belonging to Zhang Hai inside the round seal has become a little thicker, and it is no longer shaky.

The three powerful ghosts in the mountains were lucky tonight, but they recovered one, and they won't come to Zhang Hai for the time being, and Xu Wei blocked Zhang Hai's popularity, and they were safe and sound along the way.

The villages below the mountain are generally set up with guard posts, and two arrow towers are erected at the gate to prevent lost beasts from breaking in.

A figure ran to the door, staggering, his chest disheveled, revealing blood stains mixed with grass green.

"Xiaohai, is that you?"

The person who spoke was in his forties, with pale hair and a somewhat trembling voice, and wanted to open the door, but was held down by the person next to him.

"It's me, father. “

Zhang Hai's face was happy, and as soon as his heart was relieved, he collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that his son hadn't come back so late, Zhang's father was extremely sad, so he volunteered to guard the door at night, but he didn't expect a surprise.

"It's Xiaohai, let me open the door. “

The person next to him didn't stop him this time, but he paid attention vigilantly, the night belongs to ghosts, and there are many strange things, and human beings can only survive in this land by being cautious.

When I returned to the village, I was shocked by many people.

All kinds of men, women and children with yellow faces and thin muscles came out to greet them, looking at Zhang Hai curiously, they could come back safely in the mountains and forests at night, and they had not heard of it for more than ten years.

A middle-aged man in fairly formal clothes walked into the middle of the crowd.

The noise immediately diminished a little.

"The village chief. “

The people around were respectful.

"Daddy Xiaohai, first help Xiaohai to the ancestral temple, thank the ancestors for their blessing, and then go to Uncle Shi to have a look. “

"Yes. “

Zhang's father was grateful to Dade, and hurriedly helped Zhang Hai to leave.

In the corner that no one saw, Zhang Hai's face was complicated, he clearly knew that it was definitely not an ancestor who saved him, if it was an ancestor, he would have died a long time ago, after all, no one had ever spent the night outside the mountains and forests without dying.

But this was not said, after all, in this era, the status of the ancestors is greater than the sky.

Xu Wei followed all the way, and saw a lot of illusory spirits along the way, fighting each other, and he didn't even see a ghost with intelligence.

When I came to Zhangjia Village, a white gas appeared on the huge village, enveloping it, and at the same time preventing the surrounding spirits from entering.

And when Zhang Hai's father opened the door, there was a trace of cracks, Xu Wei vaguely had a kind of understanding, this white gas is related to people, so that person will open the door cautiously, and people's hearts can let all unknown things enter.

Of course, it is also related to the ancestors who worshipped, and he noticed a strong smell of incense in it, and the amount of it made him salivate.

Xu Wei probed for a moment, this white qi blocked him very little, like a film of water, and he could enter it with a slight poke.

The ancestral temple is at the end of the village and is the most luxurious house.

Even now it's brightly lit.

After Zhang Hai was entered into it, it didn't take long for him to leave, Xu Wei saw the corner of the mouth of the person called the village chief breathe a sigh of relief, and his expression relaxed, it seems that it is not so simple to ask Zhang Hai to go to the ancestral temple as soon as possible.

Xu Wei remembered the direction in which Zhang Hai disappeared and continued to observe the ancestral temple.

Both need incense, and sooner or later they will be enemies.

The art of war is cloudy, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and not being defeated in a hundred battles.

Xu Wei said secretly, it seems that the existence inside is a little weaker, and it has not been enough for so long to reach the existence of his guest.

After the village chief Shangxiang left, the ancestral temple was silent again.

A figure floated in.

......

"Anyone?"

"Reply. “

The wooden statue of the god stands in the center, and the tribute and incense make Xu Wei's saliva flow.

I don't know if the existence inside is aware of the harmlessness of other animals and animals, and there is no reaction at all.

Xu Wei looked a little embarrassed, and he couldn't find anything, it seemed that there was something mysterious in it.

Xu Wei took out a piece of incense with some pain.

I was able to see some special things before, because Xu Wei himself was a special existence, and if he wanted to see something different, then he had to use divine arts.

The Art of Hope.

The aura of the incense was smelted by the circular seal, turned into a warm current, and melted into Xu Wei's eyes.

Xu Wei's eyes glowed with gold, and he looked at the wooden statue.

I saw that the head of the idol had an illusory existence, about the size of a village.

Sumeru mustard seeds, so strange.

There was a nine-foot-tall man standing up to the sky, his eyes closed, his body full of incense, and occasionally his face showed a hideous color, struggling incomparably.

And the endless incense gas is mixed with the endless incense thoughts.

Incense is poisonous, for these ancestral spirits.

Xu Wei still wanted to take a closer look, but it was a pity that a piece of incense qi could only maintain this qi technique for just ten seconds.

"It seems that under normal circumstances, it is impossible to revive it, and these ancestral spirits contain the breath of incense in the form of ghosts, if it were not for the fact that the incense comes from its descendants, and he protects the village and becomes one with each other, I am afraid that he would have gone crazy long ago. “

Xu Wei lamented, it was really pitiful, he had basic Shinto information, and he guessed the facts with a slight speculation.

And what made Xu Wei sigh even more was that so much incense qi had formed the prototype of a spiritual domain, if he got it, the divine domain could be built, and he would not have to succumb to the stone statues, and he would have a place to live.

The ancestral spirit did not have a method to create a spiritual realm, and the aura of incense escaped, combined with the popularity of the village, it formed a surrounding barrier, which had a protective effect to prevent the invasion of evil spirits.

Zhang Hai was treated with an injury, injured a rib, don't fix it, recuperate in bed, tiredness hit, and soon fell asleep.

A figure appeared in front of his bed.

"The last scent of incense, don't let me down. “

The figure let out a sigh of emotion, judging from the Qi Hope technique just now, the effect of an incense qi is the minimum requirement for using the divine technique.

Gently tap Zhang Hai's eyebrows.

One of Xu Wei's divine thoughts was pulled into a mysterious place, and the power of the only incense qi was also fading rapidly.

Xu Wei's figure emerged, which was exactly the appearance of the temple, and it was more illusory.

A respectful figure knelt in front of the temple.

"It seems that Zhang Hai's inner guess is that I saved him, but I am left with my kung fu. Xu Wei was pleased, this time there was no need to construct a dream, and directly used ready-made.

The stone statue emitted a large golden light, illuminating this dream with great light.

Zhang Hai was shocked and pointed ahead, "Baiyun Mountain God." “

"Great goodness. A majestic voice pierced out and resounded through the sky, "Below it is the believer Zhang Hai, why is he calling this god." “

"Believer Zhang Hai thanked the god of Baiyun Mountain for wanting to save him, and he didn't thank him for his great kindness. “

Zhang Hai said tremblingly, roaring in his heart, it was really the existence that claimed to be the god of Baiyun Mountain who saved him.

"I am the god of the mountain, and I will naturally bless you and others by your worship, and the tiger that hurts you is a divine beast under my seat, so naturally I can't allow it to harm innocent lives. “

The tigers are all his subordinates, and the mountain hunters naturally know how powerful the tigers are, and the king of beasts is not talking about playing, but he is a little more in awe of Xu Wei in his heart.

Xu Wei saw that his goal had been achieved, and he sighed instead.

"Why did the mountain god sigh. Zhang Hai's tone was full of puzzlement, in his opinion, such an existence has vast magical powers, driving fierce beasts, what else can stump him.

"In the past, I subdued the demons, fell into a deep sleep, and the world forgot my name. You wait for the two of you to have a fate with me, I just woke up and specially sent a chance, but your fate is a little shallow. “

Zhang Haifu was heartfelt and said, "Thank you to the mountain god for sending me a goat." “

"Goat, what kind of chance. Xu Wei shook his head and said, his figure became a little more ethereal.

"What's that?"

Zhang Hai asked puzzled.

"A peck and a drink, its own fate, must not be forced. “

After finishing speaking, Xu Wei's figure disappeared.

In his dream, the mountain temple suddenly blew violently, and the house was about to fall, Zhang Hai was shocked, and he didn't understand the meaning of Xu Wei's last sentence, but he just felt unfathomable.

The temple collapsed, and Zhang Hai could not move.

In the final impression, the broken beams are superimposed to form a pattern.

Déjà vu, I don't remember where I've seen it.

Zhang Hai woke up in shock, sweating profusely, it was a nightmare, or a good dream.

frowned, still didn't understand the meaning of the Baiyun Mountain God, if he could guess the last mystery, he could know that there would be great benefits.

Xu Wei's incense is exhausted, and he is not in the mood to stay any longer, he knows human nature very well, and he will always not cherish it if he comes easily, so he will beat around the bush.

It was a map, and as early as when Zhang Hai was repairing the temple, some of the branches and leaves of the mess formed such a pattern.

Xu Wei is a mountain god, and naturally he can also find some strange flowers and plants in the mountains, and the map given is a ginseng that is about to be a hundred years old, and the medicinal power is extraordinary.

Looking at the use of some medicinal herbs by this group of hunters, they naturally know that the way of medicinal herbs in this world is also very prosperous.