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Hearing this, the black-skinned boar blinked its small mung bean-like eyes and leaned over on the spot.

It looked at Qiao Yang, then turned its head to look at its back, the meaning was obvious, the black boar was ready to carry him there.

Qiao Yang understood, turned over the pig, firmly kept the pig's neck, and pressed his body against the back of the black-skinned mountain boar.

He didn't worry much about the safety of leaving the village, after four teams of several days of elimination and inspection, the threatening demon beasts in this mountainous area have been almost killed, and it is difficult for new demon beasts to appear in a short time.

"When—when—"

There were two loud bangs, and after Qiao Yang sat down, the black-skinned mountain boar moved its hooves and jumped straight towards somewhere outside the village.

The speed of the black-skinned boar is very fast, and I don't know how such a short and thick hoof can shake the mountains at the same time, and still be able to generate wind step by step......

It's just that Qiao Yang, who is riding on its back, is very uncomfortable, lacks shock-absorbing saddles, the bumps are very strong, and the strong wind blows his face, as if he wants to throw out the internal organs in his body.

After nearly two hours of bumpy rides, the black-skinned boar stopped somewhere on the top of the mountain, and it shook its fat body to remind Qiao Yang that he had arrived at his destination.

Qiao Yang staggered down the pig's back, his steps were vain, because he had been upside down for too long, his face was very ugly, and he was a little sickly pale.

Thanks to the demon tamer's physique, which is different from ordinary people, if he is an ordinary person, he will definitely not be able to bear it for two hours like this.

"Hmm......"

Suppressing the intense discomfort and vomiting in his heart, he frowned, and then slowly opened his eyes, carefully concentrating, and surveying his surroundings.

As far as the eye can see, there is a meandering stream with moss-covered rocks scattered on both sides of the stream.

Qiao Yang knew that this stream was the only water source in the mountains, and if it flowed down the mountain, it would merge into a waterhole on the mountainside, which was the goal of the first round of tasks of Shen Muxue and others.

In front of him was a hillside facing straight down, and the stream flowed down the course of the hillside to a small withered grove not far away, full of all kinds of strange, hideous and twisted trees.

That grove is also inhabited by demon beasts, and such a strange environment is affected by that demon beast.

Now, however, it has been cleared and killed, but the withered woods will take a long time to recover.

Qiao Yang rubbed his eyebrows, there didn't seem to be anything peculiar around him, he turned his gaze to the black-skinned boar, and asked softly, "That's the branch you found here?"

"Humph!"

The black boar nodded vigorously.

After receiving a positive answer, Qiao Yang calmed down, gathered his mental strength, and opened the illustrated book to explore the surroundings.

The outline of the surrounding scenery became deeper as far as Qiao Yang's eyes could see, and all lifeforms or objects with extraordinary energy could not escape the detection of the illustrated book.

To his disappointment, however, it was business as usual here, with no text to show it.

"Is it really a little too whimsical?" Qiao Yang muttered to himself.

The immortal green vine branches can be taken away by the big black, and naturally they can also be obtained by other animals.

Perhaps the birds have taken away and weaved into their nests in the treetops. Maybe it was glued to the hairy animal, and it was wandering all the way. It is more likely that due to changes in the earth's crust, the landslide has already buried the land.

It is indeed ridiculous to want to get the trace of the mountain god through a branch of the mountain god of unknown origin.

Sighing, Qiao Yang walked towards a small piece of dead forest under the hillside.

Even if the facts are already in front of me, but they have come and come, and if they don't search carefully, they always feel a little unwilling.

"Whew-"

The night breeze blew, bringing a bit of coolness, Qiao Yang walked alone in the woods, and the sound of empty footsteps came far away.

It used to be the territory of the Sludge Monsters, as the trees were all black and had all sorts of strange and eerie shapes.

Some trees have several large hollow holes in their trunks, like a human face with hidden pain, some branches are elongated but the bark is missing, like a slippery tentacle, and some trunks and branches are so entangled with each other that it is impossible to distinguish where the main body is.

Qiao Yang shuddered, walking in such an environment at night was indeed a little creepy.

The woods are not big, and you can walk to the end in a few minutes, Qiao Yang walked back and forth several times, but still found nothing.

He bowed his head and sighed silently, raised his hand to wipe away the sweat left by the summer heat, and took out a bottle of mineral water from his cufflinks, ready to moisten his dry throat.

However, suddenly, an emerald green point of light the size of a grain of rice appeared not far in front of him!

The light flew up and down mischievously like fireflies, but the light was dim, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

......

Qiao Yang's heart was shocked, and he looked at the words that appeared in the illustrated book in disbelief.

Actually, it really appeared!!

The mountain god looked at the dumbfounded human and flew closer, trying to emit a brighter glow and make himself more visible.

It swooped, flew some distance, left the little dead woods, and then turned back a moment later, repeating the same motion.

Qiao Yang was stunned, what does this mean, where does it want to take me?

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned over and rode the black-skinned boar on the side, directing it to follow the mountain god.

The mountain god who shelters Huangmai Village, the spirit born in the power of willingness, appears at this time, where does he want to guide himself?

The rice grain of light turned back into the woods again, and seeing that Qiao Yang was ready to follow, he put his mind at ease and flew towards a certain place down the mountain, never looking back.

Its speed is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, far and near, and it has always maintained a distance of more than 20 meters from Qiao Yang.

The light is small and dim, and it is difficult to see what is in the light cluster.

After walking forward unhurriedly for more than 1 hour, Qiao Yang gradually became suspicious.

It's not that I suspect that the mountain god has any bad intentions, but the surrounding terrain is gradually flattening, the field of vision has become broader, the scenery has become more and more familiar, and there are many traces of human activity on the ground.

Qiao Yang had already discovered that this was the direction back to the village.

“......”

Is this going to take yourself to the village?

Qiao Yang suddenly had such an idea in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

He still remembers that Grandma Sun once said that when she was a child, she was lost in the mountains and was guided back to the village by a large cloud of green light.

Don't...... The mountain god thought he was getting lost as walking back and forth through the dead woods?

Qiao Yang's expression immediately became strange.

He stopped the black boar, climbed off its back, and patted the dust and grass clippings on its body from the long journey.

The point of light the size of a grain of rice noticed that the human beings had not followed, so they turned back, keeping a distance not far away, and flew back and forth, looking a little anxious.

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