Mountains and rivers have spirits, and Xuanmen people agree with them.

But there are mountain gods in the mountains, and the Xuanmen people do not agree with this.

The mountain gods in the general population are often animals with successful cultivation.

I immediately thought of the male vixen who rushed at Xia Heyi.

I quickly asked the boy what was the matter.

The boy said that there is a legend in their village that there were two mountain gods, a man and a woman, on the snow of Mundagon Day, not far from their village.

They are a couple of lovers who are in love.

One day hundreds of years ago, a devil suddenly appeared on a snowy mountain.

He bewitched Mrs. Mountain God and tricked her out of the snowy mountain.

The mountain god was furious.

His anger turned into a fierce wind on the snowy mountains, howling day and night.

But just yesterday, the wind on the snowy mountains suddenly stopped.

The old Zaba in their village dreamed of the mountain god.

Dhaba means monk.

The old man of the mountain god told the old Zaba that he had rescued Mrs. the mountain god from the hands of the devil.

He and his wife will be married on the 27th day of the third month of the Tibetan calendar.

He ordered the people of the village to do a good job for him and Mrs. Yagami.

The boy walked away while I ate and thought.

If it is really as I guessed, Xia Heyi brought Hu Li to Tuiwa Village.

Then according to the itinerary, they should have arrived yesterday.

Last night, the old Zhaba of Tuiwa Village dreamed that the so-called mountain god had rescued the mountain god's wife and was about to get married.

This is also too much of a coincidence.

I am now basically sure that the so-called mountain god master in the boy's mouth is the male fox spirit who rushed Xia Heyi's body, and the so-called mountain god wife is Hu Li.

I checked it out on Baidu, and on the 27th day of the third month of the Tibetan calendar, that is, two days later, there was not much time left for me.

Early the next morning, I found the boy.

I asked him to take me up to the snow-capped mountains of Munda Gangri.

I want to meet that male vixen.

But no matter what I said, the boy disagreed.

He said that the people in their village generally did not dare to go up to the snow mountain, for fear of angering the mountain god.

I said that if I gave him money, I would hire him as my guide.

The boy hesitated and asked me how much money I was giving him.

I asked him how much he wanted.

The boy raised three fingers and said three thousand, he wanted to buy a mobile phone and play Glory of Kings.

I:......

I was a little speechless, but I agreed right away.

However, as soon as the boy and I reached the entrance of the village, we were stopped by a thin old man in a lama's robe.

The old man stood there hunched over, looking at me and the boy.

The boy was very respectful to the old man, walked up to the old man, and bowed.

I guess this old man must be the old Zaba in their village that the boy said last night.

Old Zaba nodded at the boy, then waved his hand and let the boy go back.

The boy looked at me, hesitated, and finally didn't dare to disobey the old dabba and went back.

Old Zaba slowly walked up to me.

He raised his head, looked at me, and said, "Xuanmen people? ”

I was stunned for a moment, I didn't expect this old Zaba to be able to speak Chinese.

I nodded.

"You shouldn't be here. The snow-capped mountains are not where you Han people should come. Old Zaba said calmly.

I smiled and said half-jokingly:

"Whether it is the snow-capped mountains or the Central Plains, they are all called China now, Tibetans and Han Chinese, and now they are all Chinese citizens. There's nothing to come and not to come. ”

Old Zaba sighed and said, "You know, that's not what I meant. ”

After speaking, Lao Zaba still hugged his body and walked slowly.

Since Lao Zhaba is unwilling to let me go up the snowy mountain, I think there should be no one in the village who is willing to help me anymore.

I had to go up the mountain alone.

I took the compass, looked at the pointer, and went to the place where the yin qi was heaviest.

I think that male vixen must be hiding in the place where the yin qi is heaviest.

However, not long after I climbed the snowy mountain, the originally calm snow-capped mountain suddenly started to blow a strong wind.

The wind whistled from the mountains and whistled at me. The snow grains are like tiny blades that shave my face.

There was a lack of oxygen in the mountains, and it was against the wind, and it didn't take long for me to get tired.

I found a leeward place and sat down to rest.

Unexpectedly, in a daze, I actually fell asleep.

In my dream, I dreamed of the vast snow-capped mountains.

On the snow-capped mountains, there are dozens of small black dots lined up in a row, moving slowly forward.

I leaned over little by little, and finally I could see these little black dots.

These little black dots are people, and a small black dot is a person.

Judging from their clothes and the things they carried, they should have been merchants who traveled back and forth between Han and Tibet in ancient times.

They seem to have lost their way and walked aimlessly in the snow for a long time.

When each of them walked, they were wobbly and seemed exhausted.

Finally, one by one, they fell.

They never got back up again.

Among these people, the one who survived to the end was a young man who looked like a steward.

Not long after the young man fell, a white fox appeared.

The white fox was huge, about the size of an average adult wolfdog.

It bit the young man by the collar with its mouth and dragged him into a cave.

Afraid that the young man would feel cold, it also lay down next to the young man and used his body to warm the young man.

In a daze, the young man hugged it, and hugged it tightly, as if he was hugging a beautiful woman.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man woke up.

He saw the huge white fox.

Not only did he not feel scared, but he seemed to think that he had really seen a beautiful woman, and stared at the white fox with an obsessive expression.

As the days passed, the young man, under the care of the white fox, recovered little by little.

One day, the young man told the white fox that he should follow him down the mountain, and that he would marry him.

The white fox turned his back very humanely, revealing a slight twist, and did not immediately agree.

At this time, at the mouth of the cave, another white fox appeared.

This white fox is a little bigger than the white fox in the cave, almost the size of an adult Tibetan mastiff.

The white fox roared at the white fox in the cave, and then rushed towards the young man like crazy.

It leapt to its feet, opened its bloody jaws, and bit down on the man's neck.

The young man was visibly panicked, and he had forgotten to dodge.

Fortunately, the white fox that had been in the cave reacted and knocked away the white fox that bit the young man's neck.

"Ah——!h

As soon as the two white foxes landed,

The young man suddenly let out a scream of terror.

He woke up.

He realized that there were no beautiful girls here, only two man-eating beasts.

He ran, ran out of the cave, ran out of the snowy mountains.

After the young man escaped, the white fox who rescued him spent the whole day at the mouth of the cave, staring blankly at the direction of his escape.

Finally, one day, the white fox gritted his teeth and decided on one thing.

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The collection has broken 300, and it stands to reason that another chapter should be added.

I definitely can't write it today, and by the time I upload this chapter, it's almost three o'clock.

I owe you fourteen chapters.

In the end, I can only be cheeky and continue to ask for collections and flowers.