Traveling all the way, under the guidance of the moon toad, it didn't take long for a dilapidated small city to appear in Shang Biao is field of vision.

"Linhe County"

Seeing that there were already some vague seal characters on the city gate, Shang Biao was a little curious. Since it is called Linhe County, there may be a branch of the Jing River nearby, and he can't feel half of the water spirit.

And the appearance of this red land for thousands of miles, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a place near the river, is there any secret in it?

After approaching the ruined city wall made of loess, Shang Biao found that there were no guards at the gate of the city.

Seeing that the time was already noon, Shang Biao was anxious to find someone to ask for directions, but he didn't think too much, and walked directly through the doorway into the city.

On the empty streets, not a single living person could be seen. The storefronts on the street are also plywood, closing their doors.

A banner with the word "liquor" written on it stood not far away, which made Shang Biao dispel the idea of finding a random shop to break into.

Compared to shops where there are no living people around, restaurants should be the best place to ask for directions.

After walking a few steps, he was soon in front of a two-story inn.

Unlike the surrounding shops, this inn was open, but there were not many people to greet Shang Biao's uninvited guest.

"Bang"

The lifeless silence was shattered, and the old man on the inn counter who was taking a lunch break was so frightened by the sudden sound that he almost passed out in his throat.

"Where did you come from, a rude boy, disturbing people's dreams, and not being a son of man!"

The old man glared at Shang Biao weakly, and scolded in a crepe manner.

"If you die, you have time to sleep, tell me where Dongting Lake is."

Being insulted by others, and not smoking the soul of this old gangster is already Shang Biao's temper. The reason why the ghast clone was so restrained was because the moment he entered the inn, he felt very twisted, as if something was peeking behind him.

"You kid, didn't the elders teach you the etiquette of going out, and you speak so vulgarly. Not to mention that the old man doesn't know what holes and eight lakes are, even if he knows, he won't tell you this rude boy! ”

The old man's appearance of speaking crepe made Shang Biao think that he was not entering an inn, but a school. It's really a bed bug in the melon seeds, and there are all kinds of kernels.

"Is this enough?"

Shang Biao pressed the anger in his heart, and slapped a silver bean on the elm counter with one palm. The hard old elm wood left a palm print several inches deep like tofu, and the old man retreated again and again.

"You, what do you want to do. The blue sky and the white sun, the bright and sunny ....."

"Shut up, I'm just asking for directions, can you tell me where Dongting Lake is now?"

Shang Biao dragged the old man over, and his fierce look was even more of a bandit than a bandit.

"I, the old man vaguely heard this name in a certain book, and the eight-hundred-mile 'Dongting Lake' seems to be thousands of miles away in Tanzhou."

"What a direction!"

"Well, I don't know, it's about the south."

Shang Biao frowned, hesitating in his heart whether to summon the ghost boy out. The information that came out of the old man's mouth was only a little useful in Tanzhou, and he also knew that Dongting Lake was in Hunan, and it must be in the south.

But the south is so big, a little deviation, it is thousands of miles away.

"Why should you embarrass an old man, I was fortunate to go to Dongting Lake in Tanzhou once."

A magnetic voice came from the second floor of the inn, and a young Taoist priest wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and carrying a sword behind him walked down slowly.

Shang Biao let go of the old man and looked at the Taoist priest.

In the promotion film, the theater will definitely arrange the existence of a plot character who is in line with the actor's profession, depending on whether there is luck to meet it. Generally speaking, killing such a plot character is bound to drop a treasure chest for the actor to open the template needed to advance.

This young Taoist priest may be the corresponding plot character of the profession arranged by the theater for Shang Biao, but his cultivation is also the cultivation of Yijiazi refining and refining qi, and he did not survive the Yuan Shen Tribulation and refining qi and transforming gods. If the treasure chest drops, it will open the silver template to the sky, but it is not worth his risk.

And he was very sure that the person who had just peeked at him was not this Taoist priest.

"Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves, dare to ask which Taoist friend is?"

Shang Biao's slogan has been passed down for a long time, even in the current Tang Dynasty, as long as it is a cultivator, it can be understood.

"Under the Taiqing Palace, the common surname is Zhao, and the Taoist number is true, but I don't know where my friend comes from."

The young Taoist generously revealed his origin, but he didn't know how much of it was true or how false.

"It turned out to be a senior disciple of Taiqing Palace, in Xia Shinan, just a scattered person in Qingcheng Mountain, and he practiced with his family teacher since he was a child. This time, he was ordered by his master to go down the mountain, and he lived outside the world for a long time and did not understand the world, which made Taoist friends smile. ”

Shang Biao casually made up a history, but Zhao Guizhen was not suspicious, and gave his hand to Shang Biao.

The two found a random table in the lobby of the inn and sat down, and Zhao Guizhen chatted with Shang Biao very enthusiastically.

After chatting a few words, Zhao Guizhen asked as if he remembered something: "Shi Nan Daoyou set out from Qingcheng and came to this land of Longnan, but it is very different from the Dongting Lake you are going to. Is it also for the evil Jiao outside the city to eliminate harm for the people? ”

Shang Biao didn't hide it, looked at Zhao Guizhen with a puzzled expression on his face, and said, "Evil Jiao? That's not it. Xiaodao just went to the Jinghe Dragon Palace, and then prepared to go to the Dongting Lake Dragon Palace to complete the division.

Unexpectedly, he met a yellow eel spirit with a thousand-year-old cultivation on the road, and he lost his way after a fight, so he was ready to find someone to ask for directions.

Daoyou said that there is an evil Jiao near here that harms the world, why can't you even feel a trace of water spirit? Could it be that this evil Jiao can't live in the water, but instead occupies the mountain on land and opens a cave? ”

Zhao Guizhen struck each other with both hands, and said excitedly: "Although Daoyou's guess was not successful, it was not far off.

Entrenched near here is a rare fire Jiao, which does not like water, and indeed does not open a cave in the water.

There is a canyon dozens of miles south of this river, which burns with water all year round and cannot be extinguished.

However, I don't know when it got an evil law inheritance, and its cultivation has reached a critical juncture in recent years. The underground fire spread to the vicinity, causing no grass to grow within a radius of hundreds of miles, and the lives were devastated. ”

Shang Biao interrupted Zhao Guizhen's narration and said, "What about the local Chenghuang land? When such a thing happens, they, the gods on the pastoral side, are the most affected, can it be possible to sit back and watch the evil Jiao harm the world? ”

The Tang Dynasty was not the era when the gods were not visible, even the Dragon King of Jinghe was sent to the Dragon Cutting Platform, not to mention a small Huojiao.

Zhao Guizhen sighed faintly, and said with a complicated expression: "This matter is a long story, and Daoist friends listen to me slowly." ”