It didn't take long for the sound of voices to be heard outside.

A group of people came this way, all armed and vicious.

A pair of grandparents and grandchildren were escorted by them, and the old man was the old mountain man he had met in the market before.

"Brothers, you see, I'm not lying, this maple ghost is really here, it is the one that the ancient monk sat down and enlightened, and flew into an immortal."

The old mountaineer said tremblingly, looked at the girl again, and said, "Please let my granddaughter go, her hands are bleeding."

The girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was very handsome, her eyes were full of tears, her hands were tied behind her back with hemp ropes, and her delicate skin was worn out and bleeding.

But the strong men ignored him, and only stared at the big maple tree in front of them.

One of the strong men walked out quickly, he seemed to be the head of these people, tall, with a small belly, a fat head and big ears, a face full of meat, and a pair of sunglasses, a gold chain around his neck, and he was not a good person at first glance.

He ripped off the sunglasses on his face, looked the big maple tree up and down, and walked around the maple tree several times, his eyes full of greed.

"Yes, yes, this maple tree is very spiritual, and it is full of treasures. In addition to the bark of trees, wood is also an excellent material, whether it is used to sculpt statues, make furniture, or make refining vessels."

He reached out and picked a handful of leaves, put a piece in his mouth and chewed it, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, even the leaves contain spiritual energy, which can be used to make tea leaves, or directly used in medicine, which are good products for longevity."

"Those powerful men must like it."

"We're going to make a lot of money this time."

As soon as these words came out, the strong men who followed him all showed joy, and their eyes flashed with greed.

Wen Junzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, it turned out to be a group of "adventurers".

Since the aura in the mountains and forests has become stronger and stronger, and there are more and more spiritual plants, there have been such people, who are specifically looking for spiritual objects everywhere, and then reselling them to spiritual shops or family families.

Although it is very dangerous, if they can find extremely precious spiritual plants, they will be prosperous in the second half of their lives, and they will not be able to enjoy the wealth and glory.

These people are on the edge of the law, and many of them are occultists.

Nowadays, the mountains and forests are becoming more and more dangerous, and the greatest danger comes from human beings.

"Don't be stunned, come and cut down the tree!" The leader shouted.

The brawny men took out the chainsaw from their bags and walked up in a hurry.

When the old mountaineer saw the buzzing sound of the chainsaw, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "No! Big brothers, you can't cut it, the maple ghost will be angry, it will sin all of us, and we will all die in this mountain forest!"

"Damn, shut up!" A strong man slapped him and knocked him to the ground.

"Grandpa!" The girl cried and shouted, "Don't beat my grandfather! Let me go!"

The one in the lead said coldly, "Leave him alone, do it!"

The strong man with the chainsaw came to the maple ghost in a few steps, and the old mountain man was beaten to the point that his face was covered with blood, and he tried to get up to stop it: "No! You can't anger the maple ghosts! It will be angry, and when the time comes, the mountains will collapse and the earth will crack, and everyone will die!"

A strong man rushed over and grabbed him by the collar and scolded, "Old thing, shout at Lao Tzu to screw your head off again!"

The cries of the old mountain people, the sobs of the maidens, and the whining of the chainsaw echoed in the forest.

Just as the chainsaw was about to cut into the trunk of the tree, the strong man with the chainsaw suddenly stiffened and fell straight down, and the chainsaw fell to the side, whirring for a while, rolled into a stone, and stuck.

Everyone was stunned.

"Old Mo!" The leader frowned and said, "Go and see, what's wrong with Old Mo!"

The two strong men helped Lao Mo up, touched his pulse, and said, "The person is still alive, as if he has fainted."

Before he finished speaking, the two people who supported Lao Mo also stiffened and fell down.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

They took up their arms and looked around wary.

The man in the lead also drew his sword, he was a mysticist, and he was also a junior appraiser, the kind that got the certificate.

It is because he has this identity that he can pull up such a team, and everyone convinces him so much.

"Old, old Sa." One of his subordinates took two steps back to him, and a dense cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, "This is really a bit of an evil sect."

Seeing this, the old mountain people hurriedly knelt on the ground and shouted to the sky, "It's the maple ghost who has appeared! The maple ghost forgives the sin, and the maple ghost calms the anger! Rest your anger! I wasn't in the same league as them, they kidnapped my granddaughter and forced me to bring them, I was wrong! Kaede Ghost spares his life, spares his life!"

"Shut up!" The people next to him scolded, but the old mountain man kept kowtowing to the maple tree and begging for mercy, knocking his head so loudly that he even broke his skin, and blood flowed out, flowing down the ravine on his face, turning into a blood stain.