Wanshan Village is a remote mountain village in the Qiqian Mountains, and there are very few people who know this name in the Zhongzhou Continent, but everyone knows about Wanjiabao in the green forest, and the owner of Wanjiabao is strong in martial arts, although it is already 70 years, but it is a top-level master in the green forest.

Although the prestige of Wanjiabao is very large, it does not move around much with people in the rivers and lakes, and it is impermanent, so it seems very mysterious.

No one will know that this Wanjiabao will have a relationship with the Hidden Ones, and every month they will provide a lot of purple sand ore to Kunwu Mountain, which is a necessary auxiliary material for refining, so the demand is relatively large.

At noon that day, there was a little fat man in front of the gate of Wanjiabao, with fair skin, a pair of small eyes, and a dirty gourd hanging from his waist, this person was Tong Meng.

Due to the recent inexplicable disappearance of workers in the mining place, more than a dozen people have disappeared in just a few days, Wanjiabao tried every possible way to find out the reason, tossed for half a month but there was no clue at all, Wan Nianchun thought that this might be something in the hidden world to ask Kunwu Mountain for help.

Tong Meng's task on this trip is to help Wanjiabao find out the reason, and if it can be solved, he will help them deal with it by the way.

The housekeeper is a man in his twenties, during this time, because of the bad temper of the head of the house, everyone in the fort is worried about the fear, just now he was inexplicably scolded, and he was angry in his heart.

"This big brother, may I ask if this is Wanjiabao?" Tong Meng asked with a smile to the doorkeeper with his head drooping.

This Ding didn't answer, but looked him up and down, and saw that it was a little fat man about twenty years old, not like a person with a background, and said angrily, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Tong Meng didn't care about Jiading's attitude towards him, "I'm here to ask to see Wan Nianchun."

"Hey, fat boy, the name of my old castle lord is what you call a wild boy, I won't teach you a lesson today, you don't know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has grown" This Ding was in a bad mood, seeing that this kid dared to call the old castle lord's name, he just found a reason to take him out of the anger he had just suffered.

After speaking, Chao Tongmeng was a punch in front of his chest, such a close distance, the punch came out suddenly, and the speed was fast, even if it was a master, it was difficult to avoid, this punch was really done, at least he had to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Click" and "Ah~" The punch hit Tong Meng's chest as he wished, but it was like hitting an iron plate, and the hand of the family was directly broken, and he hugged his hand and shouted.

When the people in the gate of Wanjiabao heard the screams, they rushed out with their swords, and when they saw the keeper holding the broken hand and shouting there, they thought that they were here to make trouble, and without saying a word, they rushed up with their swords.

When Tong Meng saw more than a dozen knives and swords coming towards him, he didn't panic, nor did he dodge, and let them cut at him.

His forging realm has reached the consummation stage, even ordinary hidden weapons are difficult to hurt in the slightest, these knives and swords are cut on the body like eggs hitting stones, and the broken blades are scattered all over the ground.

More than a dozen family members didn't dare to step forward when they saw this situation, the people in the Wanjiabao Nursing Home were all good at martial arts, and they had a lot of experience, but they couldn't believe that what was happening in front of them was true, and they looked at Tong Meng like a monster, and they took a few steps back.

"A group of bastards, don't hurry up and get out of here" I don't know when there were three people standing on the steps of the gate, one of them was an old man in his fifties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a short beard, very imposing.

He was followed by a man and a woman, the man was eighteen or nine years old, very handsome, dressed in white clothes and suddenly looked personable, the woman was only about sixteen years old, with white lips and white teeth, melon seed face, green sideburns and willow eyebrows, very good-looking, these three people looked very similar, and it was the fifty-year-old man who spoke.

"Yes, sir," a dozen or so family members all retreated behind the old man.

"I don't know the name of your guest, in the next ten thousand heavenly swords, it is the lord of this fort, just now I have offended many people, and I will take them here to make amends" said Tong Meng is bent over.

This Wantian Sword is the son of Wan Nianchun, who is now in charge of all the affairs of Wanjiabao, followed by his son Wan Xianxu and daughter Wan Xiayi.

Tong Meng is not a person who cares, seeing an old man come forward to apologize, he was embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Under Tong Meng, I am here to see Wan Nian Chun."

Wan Tianjian was unhappy when he saw Tong Meng calling the master's name.

"You stinky fat man, dare to call grandpa's name, I think you are impatient" This sentence came from Wan Xiayi next to Wan Tianjian, this girl was about to pull out her sword and rush forward after speaking, but was stopped by Wantian Sword.

"I don't know what you want to see the old man?" Wan Tianjian suppressed the anger in his heart and said to Tong Meng.

Tong Meng didn't answer his question, took out a sign from his arms and threw it to Wan Tianjian, "Give him this brand, he will know."

Wan Tianjian took the brand in his hand, and felt that the brand was very heavy, and then looked at the word "Kunwu" engraved on it, and his face immediately changed greatly.

"The envoy please come in quickly, I will invite the old man to come out" After speaking, he hurriedly made a gesture of invitation.

Everyone saw that the always honorable Lord of Wanbao was so respectful to this little fat man, and they couldn't figure out what the reason was, and they didn't know what the sign represented.

"Daddy, he hurt our people, you ......" Before the little girl finished speaking, she was covered by Wan Xianxu next to her and dragged aside.

Wan Tianjian glanced at the little girl, and shouted loudly to those who were standing and couldn't figure out the situation, "A group of bastards, distinguished guests come to the door, why don't you come and serve."

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In the Wanjiabao living room, Tong Meng sat in the high hall, and Wan Nianchun and Wan Tianjian stood respectfully below to report this incident.

This Wannian Spring is over seventy years old, his hair and beard are all white, but he is in good spirits and does not look old at all.

Originally, Tong Meng was embarrassed to sit on it in the face of two old men who were dozens of years older than him, but people had to let him sit on it and say that it was the rule, so he reluctantly sat on it.

After listening to the statements of the two, Tong Meng lowered his head and pondered, and the two below did not speak.

"You guys are really abnormal, you disappeared without a trace, you died and you don't see the body, so what strange things happened before you disappeared?" Tong Meng asked after thinking for a while.

"When the workers were mining before, there was a collapse, a large piece of land was sunken in, and several workers present were buried in it, after the incident, I sent someone to dig out the buried people, but after digging a few meters, suddenly a black gas came out, everyone was frightened, and they didn't dare to dig again, I don't know if it has anything to do with this matter" Wan Tianjian pondered for a while.

After listening to what Wan Tianjian said, Tong Meng's heart moved, "Oh, can you take me to the mining site to have a look?"

"The envoy will rest for the time being today, and I will accompany him to live early tomorrow morning," Wannian Spring said.

"It's okay, it's just that you can send someone to take me there, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of it if there are too many people," Tong Meng nodded and said.

"It's all up to the envoy's arrangement" Wan Nianchun and Wan Tianjian glanced at each other.