What Wang Fu said was very vivid, coupled with the indescribable fear and shrinking appearance on his fat face, I don't know what's going on, and it suddenly shrouded the whole thing with a veil of mystery!

It's like ...... It's the same as telling ghost stories!

Anyway, even Menglan, a policewoman who has received modern education, has goosebumps all over her body, not to mention Han Xiaomo, who listens to a pretty face!

"Can you not say it so terrifyingly!"

Meng Lan glared at Wang Fu fiercely, and said angrily: "You are also a national cadre, how can you say such false words?"

Ten police officers! Since you dare to send these people into Xihuang Mountain, where the situation is unknown, then I think these people should also be capable personnel under your command, right? How could they be scared to death by death? Could it be that it was a daylight daylight?"

Although Meng Lan was scolding, her tone was not so confident, and she was obviously a little hairy by what Wang Fu said.

"Then who knows if it's the hell......

Wang Fu actually lowered his head and muttered like this, and glanced at Meng Lan with some dissatisfaction, obviously, Meng Lan's statement stimulated this middle-aged man who was quite bureaucratic, and even said something quite inappropriate regardless of the gap between superiors and subordinates: "If people are really committing crimes, they won't be helpless for Lao Tzu, who has been fucking in this position for twenty or thirty years, what kind of criminal has not been dealt with?"

As long as he's a fucking person, even if there are three heads and six arms, Lao Tzu dispatches a hundred policemen to rush at him, he can knock him into a pile of rotten meat!

Terrible is scared...... This time the opponent it is not human!

To put it mildly, Officer Meng, it's a little unreasonable for you to reprimand me like this, you are not a local, how much do you know about that Xihuang Mountain?

That ghost place has always had endless legends in the area of Yongzhou Chengji, and the external propaganda is good to hear that it is the birthplace of the human god Fuxi, and it is the place where his mother Hua Xu felt the world and became pregnant when she went into the mountains to collect medicine, and finally gave birth to the great god of Fuxi.

But what people don't know is that there is another legend in the local area - in the end, the ancestor Fuxi died there again!"

Meng Lan frowned, very dissatisfied with Wang Fu's attitude, and was about to open her mouth to scold, but who knows, Xing Tian actually stretched out an arm and stopped her quietly.

After that, Xingtian glanced at Menglan and motioned for this Wang Fu to continue, he was very interested in these local legends Xingtian, in the year that he traveled to Hongchen with the old man, he had discussed these questions with the old man many times, and the old man also gave the answer- said that he had spent a lot of energy studying the myths and legends that had been passed down from generation to generation in the red dust, and finally thought that the prototypes of those legends should all be martial arts cultivators, but after being passed down for ten or ten hundreds, they gradually changed their taste, and finally became the legends of the gods!

Whether it is the old man or the ruffian dragon, the old antique, they all agree that there is nothing immortal in heaven and earth, and even the human emperor who suppressed the entire ancient martial arts civilization was finally corrupted and died in the dust of the years, not to mention others, what immortal gods, the eternal heavenly king and holy lord, those are all!

Therefore, Xing Tian suspected that this person's ancestor Fuxi should also be a martial arts cultivator, since Han Xiaomo's family affairs involved a martial arts cultivator, then it must have something to do with this Fuxi!

Otherwise, how could an ordinary and inconspicuous small village invite the slaughter of martial arts cultivators?

Therefore, Xingtian is also very concerned about the legend of Xihuang Mountain, and wants to deduce something from it.

Wang Fu, who was sitting in front of the small movement between Xingtian and Menglan, didn't notice it at all, and after a short rest, he continued: "In the local villages around Xihuang Mountain, there has always been such a legend - the great god Fuxi, the ancestor of the people, died in Xihuang Mountain, and arranged for many people who were grateful for his kindness to guard the tomb for generations!

Most of those villages are very closed, do not communicate with the outside world, and refuse to move away from Xihuang Mountain, that is, they stubbornly believe that they are the tomb keepers of the ancestors, and oppose every tourist who enters the Xihuang Mountain to worship the ancestors, thinking that those tourists are desecrating the holy place, disturbing the sleep of the great god Fuxi, and sooner or later they will be punished by the gods!

Because of these things, I don't know how many bloody conflicts have broken out with the developer!

Of course, there are some superstitions and reasons for the fear of the mountains, but I don't think it can be generalized, there are many things in the country where the mountain people are in awe of the mountains and oppose development, but there are very few people who have such a fierce attitude like them, as long as someone dares to touch Xihuang Mountain, they will use knives to kill!

I think that one of the reasons why these mountain people are so stubborn is that they have ancestral teachings left behind!

There must be a reason why the ancestors of Xihuang Mountain will leave such ancestral teachings!"

Wang Fu shook his head and hyped his arguments, his voice was very high, and the more he spoke, the more confident he became: "There have always been a lot of very weird legends in Xihuang Mountain, and that forest is also very evil, the sky is covered by black clouds all year round, and it is about to rub the top of the tree, so heavy black clouds To be honest, Lao Tzu has lived so big, and he has never seen it in so many places, and the mountain is also blowing in the cloudy wind, and he can often see the scene of a black whirlwind on the flat ground.

Don't laugh at me for being superstitious, I'm older than you, and naturally my living environment is different from you, my mother told me when I was a child, the forest with bad winds is 'dirty', so Lao Tzu has been an official in this period for 20 years, and he has never entered the so-called birthplace of human ancestors!

Anyway, this time it's too weird, I think my ten subordinate police officers who have obviously encountered an accident have encountered something weird, they are all people who have fought hard with criminals, and they have all had human blood on their hands, if they really touch someone, it is absolutely impossible to scare them like that, listen to that scream, it's not the hell, I guess it's about the same!"

Wang Fu was talking about spitting stars flying sideways, and Xingtian didn't pay attention to this guy, but turned his eyes to Han Xiaomo, and asked the girl with his eyes-Is there a weird scene like Wang Fu said in Xihuang Mountain?

Xingtian and Han Xiaomo get along day and night in an office, and the two of them have already had a very tacit understanding, just a look at Han Xiaomo has already understood.

What made Xingtian feel cold was that Han Xiaomo nodded slowly without a little hesitation!

Black clouds are glossing, rubbing the treetops?

Even Xingtian's scalp was a little numb, if it weren't for Menglan scolding that Wang Fu, the other party might really not have lost control of his emotions and said so many things, but when he said these things, Xingtian's mood became extremely heavy.

Under the cover of treachery, there will be treachery!

Xing Tian sighed, the difficulty of this incident had exceeded his expectations, mainly because the weirdness of this Xihuang Mountain was beyond his imagination!

Wang Fu was going to continue to say something, but who knows, the mobile phone in his pocket rang at this time.

"Sorry, I'll answer the phone first. ”

Wang Fu said to the three people sitting in the back seat of the car, and then picked up the phone.

After a while, Wang Fu's face had changed wildly, and he shouted as if he had lost his mind: "What?! The police dog that escaped from Xihuang Mountain died?

In the back seat, Xing Tian and Meng Lan also heard it clearly, and they shouted in unison: "Let's go!

“......”

(I'm going, I'm writing these things at night with goosebumps all over my body, I'm scared to pee, and I beg flowers for comfort!)