In the valley not far from Fengyin Town, Jiange County is full of mountains and trees, and it relies on this forest to feed many poor people.

As the sun set, there was a faint mist in the valley, and the woodcutter carried the day's harvest on his back, walking hurriedly and looking anxious.

I have heard the seniors say that the mountains and forests of this Sword Pavilion County cannot stay for too long, and there are evil mountain gods in the mountains, who appear after sunset and devour the lost.

But the old lady of the woodcutter was seriously ill and there were young children at home, so she could only take the risk of collecting more firewood.

This behavior had been going on for days, and nothing had happened, and he had already thought it was nothing more than legend.

But today, he found that the mountain road he had walked thousands of times on weekdays was so strange at the moment.

He couldn't find his way home.

Going around and around, the woodcutter became more and more anxious, looked up at the sky, and his face changed greatly.

Through the fog, there are three peaks faintly in the sight, the main peak in the middle is extremely high, the shoulders on both sides are aligned, the three peaks are closely connected, the fog is shrouded around, quite a bit of the taste of fairyland on earth, this is not the mountain god mountain in the legend of the old people.

The vast majority of the people who saw the mountain god mountain were sucked by the evil mountain god, and only a small number of people could come back safely when the mountain god was full of food and drink, and those who returned safely would get a sum of money, but when they returned home, they would find that those were all dark coins.

There are various forms of unfed mountain gods, some have green faces and fangs, some can't see or touch, some look like people, only the well-fed mountain gods, the appearance is fixed, and in the legends of the old people, there is only one image of the evil mountain god.

Dressed in a white filial piety robe, his face was pale, his mouth was long and his tongue was sticking out, his whole body was cold, and he had a strange smile.

The old people of Fengyin Town often use the mountain god to scare disobedient children, and the legend of this mountain god has become a nightmare for most of the children in Fengyin Town.

Woodcutter Ba shivered, no matter what kind of mountain god it was, he didn't want to meet it, so he hurriedly turned around and wanted to run.

But he couldn't run.

Or rather, he couldn't move his whole body.

"Hey, hey, the mountain gate is finally close to the village and town of the living, my baby can fight the tooth sacrifice again, that fireman, turn around, I have something to ask you."

The grim words sounded behind him, and the woodcutter turned around involuntarily.

An old man appeared in front of him, skinny, and the wrinkles on his face were all squeezed together, barely able to distinguish his facial features, and he looked very terrifying.

The woodcutter Ba's heart was cold, it was over, and the mountain god was still hungry.

The "mountain god" ignored him and asked, "Which town is around here?" ”

"Floating...... Wind...... Feng ......"

The woodcutter was trembling and unable to speak, and if it weren't for the mysterious force that controlled his body, he would have collapsed to the ground.

"This old man, may I ask how to go to Fengyin Town, this damn mountain road, it is difficult to walk, it is difficult to go to the sky."

A young voice sounded, and a scholar dressed a little sloppily and covered in dust walked over, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked cute and cute.

Another one? The old man was happy in his heart at first, but when he heard the three words Fengyin Town, he couldn't help but curse secretly.

Today is the White Protector on duty, arranging patrols.

No one on the mountain knows that Bai Protector was an official during his lifetime, and he couldn't see the people who were harming the living, especially the people in Fengyin Town.

Alas, it was not the White Protector who was not on duty today, but the Protector Yu did not return from the mountain yesterday, and the White Protector was advanced.

"Uncle, I see it's already dark, and it's not safe to travel in the mountains at night, why don't I go to your place for the night?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and his heart was overjoyed, and the scholar's words reminded him.

Take the living back and lock them up for a day, as long as it is overnight, isn't it that Lord Bai is on duty, can't you do whatever you want?

The woodcutter was in a hurry, what was going on in this later life, couldn't he see that the situation was wrong, why did he rush to the tiger's mouth by himself.

Doesn't he know to be afraid!?

Ba Zheng wanted to open his mouth to remind, but the old man glared at him, and he suddenly felt that his tongue couldn't move, so he could only stare at the scholar desperately, hoping that the scholar could understand the meaning in his eyes.

The scholar did see the woodcutter's eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "This eldest brother is really hospitable, but I see that you are strong and strong, you should have a family, you and I don't have a deep relationship, if I come to the door easily, it will be rude." ”

I didn't let you come to the door! I'm telling you to run!! Is it time to pay attention to etiquette!?

The woodcutter was desperate, this scholar didn't just look at Han, he was really Han.

The old man laughed: "Don't worry about the next life, neither of you can leave, come back to the mountain with me!" ”

After that, with a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew, and the two of them flew to the mountain, I don't know if they were happy, the old man felt that today's wind was particularly smooth, and he flew very fast.

The old man is very old, he forgot his name, and he cultivated in the Yuan Shen Realm, but his famous means were the little ghosts he raised, so the old man was called the ghost old man by the people of Yinfeng Mountain.

Yes, this is not a mountain god mountain, this is the Yin Feng Mountain that the monks of Sword Pavilion County talked about.

The world swirled, and the three of them landed in front of the ghost elder's cave, and the woodcutter regained control of his body and leaned over to vomit.

However, the scholar behaved strangely, he looked left and right curiously, "Old man, you have a good environment here." ”

This is on the mountainside of the left shoulder peak, looking at it, the field of vision is wide, although the sky is dark, but it is condescending, and you can vaguely see many pavilions and caves between the mountains and forests.

The ghost elder scolded secretly, what nonsense, although Yinfeng Mountain is a gathering place for ghost cultivators, they don't all like to live in a gloomy environment.

In the past, Yinfeng Mountain was sloppy, but since the mysterious mountain lord entered the mountain, he strengthened control, although Yinfeng Mountain is known as Yinfeng, but the environment does look more like a fairy mountain.

These are just thoughts, the ghost old man did not explain, he noticed that this scholar was a little unusual.

Isn't he afraid of that trick just now?

He contemplated again, but he didn't notice that the scholar had cultivation.

Maybe it's just a stunned young man with a big heart?

The ghost old man was a little suspicious and decided to test it.

He laughed: "Come with me into the house, my child is just afraid to wait." ”

As he walked, he chattered and said, "Maybe I'm getting older, and I'm getting less and less interested in other things, and only watching you being tortured and screaming by my children can I feel like I'm still alive." ”

When the woodcutter heard this, he couldn't stand up at all, and despite the dirt, he lay on his own vomit.

Countless thoughts crossed his mind, and eventually, all that remained in his mind was the memory of when he had left the house in the morning.

The mother's condition has improved somewhat after taking medicine in the past few days, and she can get out of bed and walk with the help of her wife, but the naughty child is dirty, but the wife doesn't care about beating and scolding, but only tells him to go home early with a little worry.

His heart was grieving, and he felt his shoulders sink, as if something had fallen on his back.

Looking back, a deformed doll with a big head was staring at him with fist-wide eyes.

The woodcutter was frightened and was about to shout, but the doll was picked up by the scholar.

The scholar shook the little ghost in his hand, and smiled at the ghost elder: "Old man, this is your child, look at the wrinkled skin on this body, it is really your species, and it looks as ugly as you." ”

After speaking, the scholar seemed to realize that his words were inappropriate, and hurriedly said: "Old man, I don't dislike your appearance, I mean, you and your grandson are very good-looking...... Chic. ”

The ghost old man can no longer see that there is a problem with this scholar, so he has lived such an old age in vain.

The wrinkles on his face tightened together: "Who are you?" ”

A terrifying coercion rose from the scholar's body, and the little ghost in his hand was even more obvious, screaming and waving his thin limbs wildly.

"My name is Kong Han'an, and I am a ghost hunter in the underworld."

The scholar introduced himself.

"By the way, old man, do you know the wooden bridge next to Fengming Town?"

The ghost old man didn't know why, and he was nervously guarding the scholar.

Kong Hanan smiled slightly, revealing eight teeth: "Old man, don't be nervous, I have no ill will towards you, you might as well look back?" ”

The ghost is wary, the trick of a three-year-old child, the old man will be in this kind of scheme?

But he found that the woodcutter who was lying on the ground was looking behind him in horror, trembling uncontrollably.

Such a look doesn't seem to be fake, is there really something behind him?

The ghost elder hurriedly turned around, only to see a group of monsters densely packed and floating silently.

Each monster seems to have three faces and six eyes.

These countless pairs of eyes stared at him quietly, their eyes were the same, with a hint of curiosity in their indifference, as if they were watching a monkey show.

Hell, the monsters floated forward silently.

The ghost has lived for so many years, and he has never seen this kind of scene, so he can't help but scream in fright: "Ah!! ”

Those floating monsters sighed casually: "Ah~~~~"