"Brother Shuzi, look at these posts." Sanzang put the laptop in front of my eyes and pointed to the forum post for me to read. This forum is an online communication place for the two of us to be considered a yin-yang magician. Last time, Sanzang and I went to Xizhen, and I also saw Miao Wu's introduction on this forum.

"Nine Dragon Mountain? What is this place? Haven't heard of it! 'Secrets Hidden for Many Years', 'Nine Dragons Mountain Revealed', and 'Magical Nine Dragons' were all passed on by a person with the online name 'Info Tong'. ”

"Brother Shuzi, take a look here, this person from 'News' is the altar master of the Yin and Yang Forum! Even people like the ghost master will read the post here, there should be a lot of capable people in it! This person should also have some ability to be the master of the altar, and he won't talk nonsense! Let's go see the excitement? ”

"Anyway, if you want to go out to play, it's the same everywhere, then Jiulong Mountain? I'll first ask Master if he is interested in this place, but as I said in advance, I want to keep a low profile, there are thousands of people with great abilities in this world, if Jiulong Mountain really has these strange things, then the current Jiulong Mountain is definitely a place where wind and clouds gather. Don't inadvertently offend any evil cultivators, they won't be able to save you when the time comes! ”

"Gotta get it, Brother Shuzi, when did you get this bad disease, it's even more lethal than the teaching director! I know, I love my life! You can rest assured, just go and see the excitement, I know my pounds! Sanzang raised his hands in a surrender form, and his facial features were twisted together!

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I rolled my eyes in my heart and silently reflected on myself, could it be that my iceberg beautiful man's character collapsed so quickly and so exaggeratedly?

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I ran to ask Master if he wanted to go to Jiulong Mountain as well. Master didn't say anything, just told me to go there and be safe.

Saying goodbye to Master, he packed his backpack and took Sanzang on the train. After a few bus turns along the way, I finally came to Jiulong Mountain. The scenery is not bad, there is not too much man-made destruction, but it is also this that makes people depressed, there is no place that has been greatly developed, the traffic is always very inconvenient, and I sigh that every time I go out, it is some deep mountains and old forests!

There is a river flowing through the deep valley between the mountains, and the sound is very loud when passing through a special underground channel, and the dark water is hovering and entangled in the valley, passing through a karst cave, flowing through a winding underground tunnel, and finally flowing out of Jiulong Mountain, converging into a large river to flow eastward.

There is a flat stone platform near the mountainside, there is a small town on the stone platform, the people in the town have lived here for generations, it is said that they are Han people, but the living customs, cultural worship, architectural features, local dialect and so on all have obvious ethnic minority customs, but there is no way to find out which one it is.

After the opening of the dilapidated road on the mountain, the traditional life of the people of Jiulong Town has also undergone some changes, for example, the local people will carry local fruits out to sell for money, and then exchange some daily necessities back. Another example is the three-story wooden building in the town with the sign "Inn".

The wooden building has been looking like it has been some years, and the dim environment in the house, the damp smell, and the ground that 'creaks' everywhere when stepping on it, make people instinctively have some bad associations.

When my eyes adjusted to the light in the room, I walked towards the counter to the left of the door, which was very tall and tightly enclosed, and the smaller ones couldn't see under the counter at all, and the wall behind the counter was staring at nails, and some keys and things like that were hung. "Anyone? Anyone? After Sanzang stood still, he asked in a low voice.