So, when he saw the sun again and was able to breathe fresh air, he didn't need Wang Qian to ask, he told everything he could know.

Wang Qian didn't show up from beginning to end, but the weasel squatted on the tree, and a cloud of black gas enveloped his body.

His name is Sun He, and he came for Huang Weasel, but the person who hired him was not a native of Qucheng, but in Jicheng.

He came here to confirm the existence of the spirits and collect relevant information, and after him, someone would analyze and formulate a plan to capture them.

There is a special organization behind him, which specializes in collecting these mountain spirits and finding ways to capture them.

As for what to do with him after being caught, it is not clear, they have a clear division of labor, and everyone has their own responsibilities.

After saying what he knew, he panicked in his heart, not knowing what the spirit would do with him next.

It wasn't the first time he'd done something like this, they'd caught other spirits before, a red bird, a white ape.

They were not easy to deal with, and the red bird was covered with fiery feathers, like a golden pheasant, and when it was touched by its feathers, its body immediately caught fire. The white ape was in the dense forest, not big, but extremely intelligent, and had great strength, and could throw a hundred and ten pounds of boulders.

Those two times were dangerous at best, but he could barely deal with them, and this time he had no choice but to wait for death in front of this spirit.

This feeling of powerlessness was something he had never felt before, and now he directly gave up resistance, dispelling those careful thoughts of sneak attack, lying, and running away.

He felt that the spirit in front of him had probably reached the realm of those monsters in the mythological romance, and he spoke with wisdom no less than that of people.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across his face.

"Well, I suddenly feel so sleepy, is it because I'm too tired?" His eyelids blinked, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

"Hey, it's cold."

"Hey, why is it dark? Where am I? ”

He sat up and looked around him, surrounded by clumps of wild grass and a small river not far away. He found himself lying in a ravine.

"Why am I here?" He rubbed his forehead and tried to remember, only to find that his mind was a mess, like a mess.

My eyes hurt so much, it felt like I had gotten into the sand.

"Phew, what's in your mouth?" He felt strange in his mouth, and opened his mouth to spit out some mud and sand.

"Where did the mud and sand come from, did I eat the soil?"

Then he found that he also had a lot of mud and sand on his body, in his clothes and shoes.

Weird

bury alive

His mind recalled some fragments, intermittently, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Come to think of it, I remembered that I had come to find the mountain spirits, and I ended up being buried alive. I should be in the mountains, why am I here? ”

Doubt, surprise, fear, in a short moment, the expression on his face changed one after another.

"Alive, I'm alive."

"I need to get out of here right now!"

He turned and ran, crawling out of the ravine with his hands and feet, and in the darkness he saw a light in the distance. Then run as fast as you can towards that place.

Those who have not been on the verge of death will never appreciate the horror of death. It is even more difficult to understand the great joy that a person can be born from death.

When Sun He saw the mountain village and saw the light from the street lamp, he knelt directly on the ground, tears flowing.

The next morning, in the courtyard of an old house in Jeseong.

A middle-aged man with a jade wrench and a ruddy face looked at Sun He, and he saw fear in the other party's eyes.

This subordinate has not been following him for a year or two, and he has seen the bloody wind and rain, and he is a ruthless character who dares to hold a knife alone and fight hard with more than a dozen people, and it is really powerful to make him afraid of becoming such a monster in the mountains.

Such a powerful spirit didn't hurt his life, which means that it is not the kind of monster that kills, which is easier to do. valley

"You go back and have a good rest first, and leave this matter alone."

"Yes, big brother."

After he left, the middle-aged man picked up the phone.

"The spirit of Shenzhi Mountain has been investigated by my people, who can speak human language, understand spells, it should be the law of the land, the wisdom is extraordinary, the body is unknown, and it is not killed."

"Got it." A man's hoarse voice came from the other end of the line.

Two days later, the sky was a little overcast.

After "Shenzhi Mountain",

Wang Gan held a magic weapon in his hand, urging the mana, the magic weapon began to light up from the dragon's tail, and the fiery red light flowed forward along the talisman, flowing like water, the dragon scales continued to light up, and a ball of fire came out of the dragon's mouth.

Bang, a flash of fire erupted from the dragon's mouth, at first it was just a line, and it spread rapidly within a foot away from the dragon's mouth, turning into a pillar of fire, slamming on a mountain rock, directly burning the mountain stone.

"Well, it's still not right, something went wrong with the final transfiguration."

Although the fire was spewing out, it was only a pillar of fire, and the farther it went, the more dispersed it became. The original artifact released a fiery dragon.

"Study it again, keep improving, and next time it's about the same."

"That's what you said last time." ”

"What do you mean by that expression, I'm already making a fast progress, right?"

"Cut!"

"Oops, you've been getting more and more presumptuous lately, aren't you itching your skin?"

Whew,

At this time, a man under the mountain went up the mountain with a sword and a backpack on his back.

"This time, I found two more Taoist scriptures for my husband, I hope my husband will like it." He Yuanle went up the mountain.

When he was approaching the woods, he suddenly saw a cloud of black gas coming from the trees not far in front of him, and there were two green lights in them.

"What?!"

He Yuan pulled out the sword on his back with his backhand and stared at the black qi tightly.

"Sir, how can there be such a monster here? Could it be that there was an accident on Mr.'s side, no! He Yuan glanced in the direction of the woods.

"Sir, are you there, am I He Yuan?" He whispered into the woods, a little worried.

In the black air, the weasel saw that he was holding a sword in his hand, and thought that he was some kind of bad person, and he was ready to attack He Yuan.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound in the woods to the west, as if something was shuttling through the woods.

"Found a spirit, as described, there is another person next to him, holding a sword, probably a practitioner."

"Go according to the plan, we'll only catch the spirit, and the man will be down!"

"Roger!"

Two figures leaped forward on the branches, like apes, and one shuttled through the forest like a leopard. Soon they were by the woods near the hut.

"Someone!?" He Yuan heard the movement behind him, stepped on the gossip of the Nine Palaces, and his body shook, and saw a man in camouflage uniform only ten meters away from him, and the other party's speed was very fast.

Raising his hand are two lights, at first a little starlight, but in an instant it came to the front of him, and it unfolded all at once, but it was a big net.

He Yuan's figure flashed, dodging the big net, and the weasel speed was even more flexible, and it disappeared in an instant. Both nets fell short.

"Who are you, and what are you doing up the mountain?"

"Get out of the way!"