"Go ahead!" Chen Qingyun frowned and looked at Chen Yifan twice, and then said.

Chen Yifan put down the dishes and chopsticks and turned around and went out.

Naturally, he didn't go to find a few of his playmates, but came to a decades-old banyan tree outside the village, stomped his feet and summoned the land.

"Jiang Jun of Longkou Village has seen the emperor, the emperor Sheng'an!" A chubby old man wearing Qing Dynasty clothes and a small black hat came out and bowed respectfully to Chen Yifan

"Surname Jiang?" Chen Yifan frowned and asked a little unhappily.

Jiang Jun was shocked, as a land here, he naturally knew about yesterday's events, and immediately hurriedly explained: "Emperor Rongyu, Xiaoxian is indeed surnamed Jiang, and he is the ancestor of the Jiang surname in Longkou Village. ”

"However, the Jiang Kang family has been separated from Xiaoxian's bloodline for several generations, and since Xiaoxian has entered the immortal register, he doesn't dare to shield them."

"I hope so!" Chen Yifan glanced at Jiang Jun and said, because of his surname Jiang, Chen Yifan still didn't want to see this old man.

At this point, he immediately went straight to the point and asked, "Where is there a poor god statue in the local area?" ”

"This ......" Jiang Jun hesitated.

"Why, you won't say?" Chen Yifan frowned and asked.

It seems that the only way to find other land is to find it.

"The emperor is angry, there is really no one in this village to worship the poor god, everyone worships the god of wealth, this poor god, there are really few people worship!" Jiang Jun explained in embarrassment.

"However, the Emperor may be able to ask the Mountain God and Lord Chenghuang, they have a wider area of management, and they may know." Subsequently, Jiang Jun proposed.

"Let's go back!" When Chen Yifan heard this, he waved his hand.

Regardless of whether he really doesn't know or whether he doesn't know, if he doesn't say it, Chen Yifan has no choice.

At this time, you can only ask the mountain god or the city god as Jiang Jun said.

But the mountain god and the city god are not like this, they can be summoned by stomping their feet, and they need to go to their temple in person, under the advice of the system, Chen Yifan entered the mountain, and he remembered that there was a dilapidated mountain temple nearby.

I used to run all over the hillside, and once I got lost, I slept in the mountain temple, and the next morning I opened my mind and went home by myself.

Walking on the rugged path in the mountains, thinking of the original incident, Chen Yifan sighed a little, perhaps, it was the mountain god's grandfather who helped him at the beginning, right?

It's a pity that at that time, he didn't believe that there were ghosts and gods in the world!

"Ahh Help me! What to do, I don't want to die...... Woo woo ......" At this moment, an exclamation and a subsequent wah wow shout interrupted Chen Yifan's thoughts.

Chen Yifan came back to his senses, followed the sound and walked towards the path, turned a corner, and saw a few brightly dressed people on the side of the road.

One of them, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in a long yellow dress and delicate makeup, sat on a stone on the side of the road and broke down and screamed.

At her snow-white ankles, there were two holes oozing blood.

There is also a man and a woman next to him, the man is handsome and chic, and the face is white and jade-like with some sharp edges, if you look closely, you can find traces of makeup.

The woman is also good-looking, with a popular Internet celebrity face, and a red dress with slits and thighs, looking enthusiastic and unrestrained.

There is also a middle-aged uncle who is holding a camera to follow the shooting.

With the shouting of the little girl in the yellow dress, the rest of the people looked a little flustered and looked helpless.

"Don't worry, cauliflower snake, it's not poisonous!" Chen Yifan glanced at the snake that had been stoned to death by them, and couldn't help but mourn silently for two seconds, who would not be able to mess with the daughter of the city, and then laughed, and said a few people with some disdain.

"Really?" The little girl in the yellow dress looked up at Chen Yifan, and a few tears still fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Hmm!" Chen Yifan responded, glanced at the high heels on the feet of the two girls, and muttered: "Dress like this to climb the mountain, you can figure it out." ”

"Boy, what's your tone? We're stars, so when we come to take a photo, do we have to be dressed like you? Among the several people, the young man in a white shirt and dressed up in a refreshing way frowned, glanced at Chen Yifan with disdain, and asked Chen Yifan unhappily.

What do you know about the dirt buns in the small mountain village?

"Stars? What celebrity would tell someone they meet for the first time that they are a star? Besides, which star are you, why haven't I heard of it? Chen Yifan glanced at him and said.

The man's face, which had been dressed up in powder, suddenly turned blue and white, and he snorted coldly: "Lonely and unheard!" ”

If you want to talk about celebrities, they are actually not stars, just a few small local Internet celebrities who have appeared on variety shows on local TV stations a few times.

Chen Yifan shook his head, regardless of the number of people, and continued to walk towards the mountain temple in his memory.

"What are the mud legs in the poor mountain village?" Wen Xiaole was very unhappy with Chen Yifan's reaction, rolled his eyes, fell on the dead snake, and muttered a few words to the photographer next to him.

After speaking, he lifted the snake's tail with his pointed fingers and threw it at Chen Yifan.

Wen Xiaole was originally shooting tricky videos, and at this time, as soon as he had an idea, he wanted to take a picture of Chen Yifan shocked in the face of the flying snake and put it on the Internet.

not only tricked this dirt bun who was very disdainful of himself and others, but also earned a wave of clicks for himself.

The sound of the dead snake breaking through the air came, and Chen Yifan turned his head as Wen Xiaole expected.

But then, there was no frightened picture of Chen Yifan as he expected, as soon as Chen Yifan raised his hand, he caught the dead snake and looked at him coldly.

That look made Wen Xiaole's heart feel inexplicably cold.

Snakes, Chen Yifan, who was born in a mountain village, has seen a lot, not to mention that it is just a dead snake, there is nothing to be afraid of.

He took the snake at this time, and he didn't throw it away, so he naturally held it in his hand, and the snake meat was a great delicacy.

So, he turned his head to a few people: "For the sake of this snake, I advise you to go down the mountain quickly, the mountain has not been peaceful recently." ”

"Hehe, it's not peaceful? Want to scare us? Are you an idiot when we are? Wen Xiaole came back to his senses and hugged his arms and said.

"Where is it not peaceful?" The woman in red, Zhang Mo, pulled Wen Xiaole and asked Chen Yifan.

"There are youkai." Chen Yifan turned his head, looked up at the gradually steep mountain in front of him, and said.

Several people were stunned for two seconds, and then burst into laughter.

"Little brother, you're really interesting, it can't be that you watch too much TV, right? How can there be a youkai? Zhang Mo laughed breathlessly.

"Silent, you don't know, these mountain people are ignorant." On the side, Wen Xiaole couldn't help laughing twice and said to Zhang Mo.

I secretly said in my heart, forget it, what do you have to do with this ignorant bun?

Maybe they are still stuck in the life of a decade or two ago in the mountains, and they don't know what online live broadcasts, small videos or anything at all, and they don't know that they are normal.