The two demons are one on the left and one on the right, but they spit out the words like one person, regardless of each other, which is really amazing.

Zhao Zhijing was shocked, he didn't expect that the Kunhai Forbidden Land really had something to do with the Shangqing Dao Sect? It's just that they don't speak well, and they don't seem to have a good impression of the Taoist Sect, and he still has something to say.

"This is not a place for you to set foot in!"

A thick branch suddenly swept in and hit his body protector aura, Zhou Zhiwen bleed from his mouth and nose on the spot, and his body flew out upside down, crashing into a pile of rubble.

"Senior, my apprentice has gone in, why can't I enter?" Zhou Zhiwen was still a little unwilling and asked.

"Hmph, what the hell is it to you? If you don't roll, stay here forever. The two demons spoke in unison, like thunder roaring.

Zhou Zhiwen hurriedly drove Qingyun and went straight to the south and returned, so frightened that he didn't dare to say more than half a word.

The place fell silent again for a long time...... After a long time, a demon whispered, "Really...... Did anyone get in? ”

"I didn't notice the movement just now, so it's obvious that bull's nose is talking nonsense, right?" The other demon responded.

The demon listened to what it said reasonably, stopped beaking, and said, "Hmm." ”

……

It is said that after Fang Xiaotang fell from the cliff, fortunately, the forest below was overgrown and he did not fall to pieces.

With his life at stake, Fang Xiaotang somehow gave birth to a force and climbed into the forbidden area in the mouth of the world, a taboo that can't even be mentioned by name!

It's also strange to say that at that time, they were under the noses of the two demons, but they were like blind people, and they didn't notice the arrival of the intruders, so that Fang Xiaotang plunged headlong into the misty forest.

Fang Xiaotang fell to the ground in embarrassment, her elbow was worn out with a layer of skin, and the pain made her clench her teeth and inhale. But she couldn't stop, she wanted to escape, she kept running, she kept fleeing, she fled from the Shangqing Taoist Sect, escaped from Kunwu Mountain, and fled to the four seas and eight wildernesses......

At noon, the golden dome was bright and dazzling, shining in the forest sea below, but the fog showed no sign of fading, and it still fluctuated so unhurriedly, like a sea of clouds.

"There's something wrong with this fog, I need to be careful." Fang Xiaotang walked step by step, but fortunately, with the barrier of this fog, the master would probably not be able to catch her.

At the same time, she reached out her little hand and flicked the white mist that drifted up.

The white mist was stirred up again, and it was glutinous, like real cotton.

Fang Xiaotang grabbed a handful with some curiosity, the mist did not disperse in his hand, pinched it into shape, changing various shapes, and there was a good smell of flowers.

"Well, it's delicious." Fang Xiaotang took a sip, the white mist melted in his mouth, it was a rare delicacy, and there was no risk of starvation.

One day, Fang Xiaotang walked through the misty and treacherous woodland, and the stars were shining in front of him.

Fang Xiaotang walked forward quickly, and after walking out of the misty land, the east suddenly opened up.

As far as the eye can see, there are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, and mulberry and bamboo forests.

Vines are the theme here, building one beautiful hut after another. Some fairy tales have a sense of immediacy, romantic and warm.

Here, the fields and paths are intertwined, and the crowing of chickens and dogs can be heard everywhere.

When Fang Xiaotang arrived, the vine-entangled alien seemed to hold a grand celebration, and people carried huge mountain god statues to parade through the streets, enjoying music, dance, wine, food, and fireworks!

Fang Xiaotang, who strayed into this place, looked a little out of place, like a peacock with an open screen mixed in the spot-tailed finch.

Her jade-like complexion, porcelain-like cheeks, and pupils that were brighter than the stars made a group of people respect them like gods.

A group of swarthy natives, dressed only in clothes woven from branches and leaves, barely concealed the key points. They surrounded Fang Xiaotang in the middle, bowed and worshipped, and shouted: "God!"

"Gods!!"

These natives used the slang of the Cocaosi people, and even if Fang Xiaotang read through the Zhuzi classics, it took a lot of effort to understand them thoroughly.

Fang Xiaotang opened her mouth and tried to explain something, but she could understand, but she couldn't speak the slang of the Cocashi people, so she spoke a little nondescript.

Fortunately, her voice is extremely beautiful, with a spell-like lingering, rising, falling, obsessive, and infectious.

The natives were stunned for a moment, and became more and more in awe, thinking that this was the word of the gods, and after listening to only one or two sentences, they could feel the majesty and nobility of Shinto.

Let's say that a group of natives worship Fang Xiaotang as a god, serve them with good food and drink, and all major matters involving the village will come to her for advice, and they must nod her head before they can arrange it with confidence.

However, Fang Xiaotang felt that he had become a mascot and did not override their pleasure. These people mistakenly see her as a god, and there is obviously a deeper reason.

Therefore, these days, Fang Xiaotang has been learning the slang of the Cocaxi people, trying to get out of their mouths to get out of here.

Fortunately, her language skills are not bad, and she has already achieved some results, but unfortunately the people here have been rooted here for generations and have never left, so naturally they don't know how to leave here.

"How many times have I told you that I'm really not a god?" Fang Xiaotang explained to the old village chief for the third thousand five hundred and eighty-second times.

The white-bearded and white-haired old village chief shook his head and affirmed: "You are a god sent by the heavens, there can be no mistake in this, please don't be presumptuous, my old man is not old and dizzy." I remember that when you arrived in the village that day, you had a shining ring on the back of your head, and this is not a fake. ”

It's hard to see that the old village chief is a lot older, but the other party Xiaotang is respectful, which makes her a little embarrassed.

"Divine Ring?" Fang Xiaotang touched it up, touched it down, looked left and right, and still took a picture in the pool, how could there be any divine ring, and he didn't believe it at the moment.

The old village chief sighed and said, "Of course, it is impossible for a god to show his divine power all the time in the human world, only when you are in a critical moment, can you show the power of the supernatural. ”

However, Fang Xiaotang still didn't believe it, just if these people had other plans, after all, there were many people who cheated on her, and there was no shortage of him.

It's just that now she is eating and drinking in the village, and people treat her so respectfully, so she thinks about helping them no matter what the problem.

On the way, Fang Xiaotang mentioned the statue of the mountain god he saw that day, and wondered: "Is that the statue of the real Kunwu Mountain God?" How does it feel a little different? ”

"Hey, it's a long story......" seemed to enter the core of the topic, and the old village chief's face sank, and he told the reason.

It turned out that more than 100 years ago, an existence who claimed to be a mountain god approached the village and asked them to pay tribute.