Earlier, at the entrance of the cave, the mountain ghost chased the cave with the demonic wind, although the cave was gloomy, but he easily teased the person who was hiding in the dark and pretending to be a ghost with his ghost eyes, and the man saw that he couldn't fight him, so he ran away, and he didn't chase out with his front feet, and he sensed that Xihe had an accident again.

"Let her go." The mountain ghost shook the fan in his hand, and the whole cave was suddenly lit up, and a man with a bronze grimace appeared in front of him, his hand was strangled by Xi He, who was wearing a brocade Luo shirt, she was so choked by the ghost face that her neck was raised, and her little face was twisted together, looking extremely painful.

The ghost-faced man laughed wildly and said defiantly, "If you have the ability, you can rescue her from my hands, and see if your body is fast or my hands are fast." ”

Before the words fell, a purple fan unexpectedly swept past the eyes of the ghost-faced man, the mountain ghost looked down at the fan in his hand that came back instantly, the purple pupils were sharp and had no temperature, unlike the usual elegance, and said coldly, "If you don't let go of her, this fan will kill you." ”

"Red Shake Fan!" Ghost Face stared at the purple fan in his hand, as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "How can you have a red fan in your hand?" That's impossible! ”

The mountain ghost snorted coldly, raised his eyes, and the purple fan in his hand was ready to go, burning with a raging golden light.

The ghost face was really scared, and let go of the hand that was holding Xihe with interest, and looked at the mountain ghost three feet away from him, and while pushing Xihe forward, the other hand also flew out of the sleeve A fan.

The mountain ghost turned his head lightly, and the fan flew out directly in front of his eyes, and there was a row of sharp thorn blades at the mouth of the fan, bubbling with a trace of black gas, and finally pierced straight into the mural behind him.

The mountain ghost caught Xihe, who was unstable in his center of gravity, and when he turned his head again, the ghost-faced man was gone.

"Are you alright?" He let go of her.

Xihe shook his head, stood firm, and leaned back to thank him again, but his voice was a little weaker when he spoke, "Thank you, you saved me again." ”

"Remember to follow me in the future." He saw Xi He's pale face and instructed.

He walked to the fan on the wall, narrowed the evil purple eyes, looked at the black fan thoughtfully, Xi He on the side followed his line of sight and looked at the fan on the wall, frowned, and then looked at the purple fan in the hand of the mountain ghost, and said in surprise, "Why is this fan so similar to yours?" ”

"Like, indeed." He said, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

When he fought with the ghost-faced man in the cave before, he noticed that this person could not only hold fire but also resist fans, but he was so similar to him, I'm afraid it was not a coincidence, and now he saw the mural in the wall and seemed to figure out one or two, and the ghost-faced man probably had some connection with the mountain demon Zhaoqi.

Mountain Demon Zhaoqi was originally a little demon born in the Tai Secluded Realm, when he first transformed, he saw that he had good qualifications, so he helped him when he cultivated, and he relied on his protection to make a name for himself 100,000 years ago.

Later, he was too ambitious, his mind was not right, and it was not a matter of a day or two to covet his position and ability, at that time he didn't care much, and turned a blind eye to him, until he later learned that he caught his fellow clan to practice evil skills, so he abolished his cultivation and drove him out of the Tai Secluded Realm.

"Mountain ghost, your fan is so powerful." She only thought that the purple fan in his hand was extremely good-looking, but she didn't know that this red fan had such great power, and listening to the person's tone, she seemed to be shocked to see this fan.

"This red fan is made of the wings and tail feathers of the ancient mythical beast Vermilion Bird, which can block thousands of water and fire, and can also kill immortals and destroy spirits, it is indestructible, and only the fire of ghosts and gods can be burned."

"Demon fire? Wouldn't this fan be incinerated again? ”

She once flipped through an ancient book in the master's library, which simply recorded the fire of ghosts and gods, and according to legend, the fire of ghosts and gods was the magic fire that the ancient demon venerable could control, but the ancient demon venerable had been crushed by Emperor Jun 80,000 years ago, and the fire of ghosts and gods disappeared from this world.

The mountain ghost turned his head to look at her and wondered, "As long as there is a fire of ghosts and gods, it can be burned, how can it not be burned?" ”

"But the Ancient Demon Venerable has been dead for 80,000 years, and this ghost and god fire has long ceased to exist, how can it be burned?"

"Dead for 80,000 years?" The mountain ghost grasped the point of her and chuckled silently, and he realized that he had been dead for so long in the eyes of the world.

Xihe stared at the purple fan in his hand, and she was suddenly curious about the origin of this red fan.

She had heard the immortal servants in the heavenly palace talk about the Red Shaking Sword of the Ancient Demon Venerable, which was infinitely powerful, could slash the spirit, and was invincible, and the master was injured by the Red Shaking Sword in the battle of gods and ghosts, and since then he has fallen into the root of the disease, and after learning that this fan is called the Red Shaking Fan, he naturally felt a little more afraid in his heart.

But after all, he had promised not to ask about her, so she was not qualified to ask him more.

"That ghost face just now should be the mountain ghost in their mouths." Xi He returned to the topic, she looked at him and wondered, "But aren't you also a mountain ghost?" ”

The mountain ghost lowered his eyes and said, "This mountain ghost is not another mountain ghost, maybe he is just a mountain demon with 10,000 years of cultivation, at most he scares and scares people." ”

"Ten thousand years?" Her voice was noticeably raised a few degrees, "So powerful? ”

Xihe licked his dry lips, tilted his head to look at him, and asked with a smile, "Lord Mountain Ghost, I think you are a hundred times more powerful than him, do you have to have ten thousand years?" ”

"That's nature." The mountain ghost walked along the mural, looking at it as he walked, and Xihe followed behind him, and said thoughtfully, "I feel that this mural should be related to the village I saw before." ”

"Village?" He raised an eyebrow.

She nodded, and said, "When I first entered the mountain, I accidentally walked to a village called Pingnan Village, the people in it were very strange, I just walked in and soon they all disappeared, replaced by a pile of white bones under my feet, when I saw this mural earlier, I found that the clothes on their bodies were exactly the same as the clothes worn by the people in the village before, I think these paintings should be made by them." ”

"I used to like to read the biography of the mortal world when I was in the Heavenly Palace, and I vaguely remember that there was a Pingnan Kingdom in the world three hundred years ago, and the description on this mural should be the glory of their country, but how could it appear in the Shan Zhan Mountain? What does this have to do with the mountain demon you are talking about? Is that ghost-faced man a mountain demon? Xihe asked.

The mountain ghost raised his hand and touched the glyph on the military flag, realized in his heart, pointed to the soldier kneeling on the ground on the mural, and said, "This headless man is the founding king of Chu Yao. ”

"He is the founding king of Chu Yao Kingdom!" Xihe was a little incredulous, "How come?" ”

"Could it be that the fall of the southern kingdom of Pingping has something to do with him? I still wonder why this person has no head, if what you said is right, he is the founding king of Chu Yao, then it can be explained by thinking about it. ”

The mountain ghost nodded and continued, "After the establishment of the Chu Yao Kingdom, some of the remnants of Pingnan were dissatisfied with the violent rule of the Chu Yao Kingdom, and later the King of Chu Yao bloodily suppressed all the rebels, and the last remaining group of rebels fled to the foot of Wushan, which should be the origin of Pingnan Village. ”

And Wushan has always been the land of yin and yang, most of the demons gather here, this group of refugees fled here, after a recuperation and recuperation, they must want to rebuild Pingnan country, it must be that the villagers of Pingnan Village must have strayed into the mountain, here to make some kind of deal with the mountain demon Zhaoqi, so that there is the scene that Xihe saw when he first entered the mountain.

"Then why did these villagers end up like this?"

"The mountain demon Zhaoqi specializes in eating raw souls, and likes to raise rotting beasts and rotting corpses, but these immigrants are not enough for him to stuff his teeth compared to the people of the entire capital, this monarch thinks that the king of Chu Yao has made a deal with the mountain demon with greater temptation, and this mountain demon can be worshiped on both sides, why not?"

"No wonder Wushan is very sneaky, but there is no official government to ask about it." Xihe sighed, a little indignant.

"As for that ghost face, he's also a mountain demon and not a mountain demon." The mountain ghost said lightly, about the sneaky chaos in Wushan, the most widely spread is that the ghost of King Pingnan is not gone, in order to harm the world, the monarch of Chu Yao wants to blame the sneaky things in Wushan to a group of dead people, clean things, the words on this military flag are the most powerful evidence.

His answer made Xihe a little confused, "Why do you say that?" ”

"Because...," the mountain ghost was about to speak, but was picked up by another rough voice, "Because you know too much! ”

The two of them looked at the voice behind them at the same time, only to see a strong light sucking in, instantly collecting them into a streamering bottle.

"Presumably you are the headless man on the mural, everyone in the world blames every generation of monarchs of Chu Yao Kingdom for wearing the same bronze mask, but what they don't know is that there is also the same face under this mask."

The mountain ghost was in the bottle, still without losing his demeanor, and talked eloquently, "You signed a blood contract with the mountain demon, you gave him body and human sacrifice, and he helped you live a long life." ”

Xihe suddenly realized, and blurted out his gaze at the ghost on the mountain, "There is a record in the immortal book, ten thousand years ago, my master once gathered the soul of the mountain demon Zhaoqi in Wushan and destroyed the demon body. ”

"Even if you know, in less than half a moment, this pure demon bottle will turn your two little demons into demon water to help me live forever." After saying that, there was a dull laugh outside the bottle, which never stopped.

Pure Demon Bottle?

As if enjoying the scenery, the mountain ghost walked around the bottle, looked up and down, and finally returned to the same place, laughing without saying a word, not expecting that one day he would be trapped by the magic weapon he had refined.

I saw him close his eyes and pinch the trick, and in the next second, he and Xihe incarnated out of the bottle waiting to die, and stood in front of the ghost-faced man again.

Without waiting for the ghost face to react for a moment, the mountain ghost glanced at the jade bottle in his hand, and the pure demon bottle in the ghost face's hand instantly fell into the hands of the mountain ghost, he snorted coldly, his eyelids were cold, and the stunned ghost face turned into a wisp of smoke and was put into the pure demon bottle that he put in.

Xihe looked at the Pure Demon Bottle in his hand and said meaningfully, "I have heard that the Pure Demon Bottle was refined by the Ancient Demon Venerable 100,000 years ago, but I didn't expect you to be able to take it for your own use casually, it is really powerful." ”