On the top of Hunian Mountain, there is a dilapidated mountain shrine, and there are two towering ancient trees outside the shrine, which are lush and green, and the vicissitudes of life are thick.

The shrine was brightly lit inside and outside, hundreds of lanterns were hung around it, several burly servants stood in the four corners, and a large group of mountain people knelt on the ground, whimpering and praying for something.

There is a painted statue of the god enshrined in the dilapidated shrine, with a slender figure and a pearl of pearls, but the years are ruthless and the paint is mottled, but it is still difficult to hide its graceful posture, dignified and noble.

Under the statue, there are five or six young people in Chinese costumes who are drinking and having fun, and the wine jars in Kaifeng are scattered all over the ground, all of them are full of red light, laughter is loud, and their posture is wanton, judging by their words and deeds, they should be the children of the big clans nearby.

During the period, there was a high-crowned young man, bare-chested and exposed, raised his wine glass, looked at the beautiful statue, and laughed: "White Fox Mountain God, whether you dissipate or hide, meet today by fate, I will give you a glass." If you are willing to reveal your true body, Ben Shao will give you a great fortune, and the incense here will be prosperous, so that your golden body will last forever, and Shinto is hopeful! Come on, come on! Ben Shao will do it first as a respect!"

The young man burped, shook the spirit wine in the glass, and pretended to drink it all in a heroic manner, attracting the ridicule and jokes of his companions and friends.

Some people are drunk and courageous, and threaten to take down the statue of the god, make the bed quilt of heaven and earth, and sleep together in a spring dream;

Some people are drunk and crazy, staggering and wielding their swords, the tip of the sword slashing around the body of the idol, and finally lifting the chin, and some people pinch the trick with one hand, and lead the wine like a stream, pour it on the top of the idol's head, and sing a beautiful wine and wet beauty.

The disrespectful words and actions attracted bursts of laughter, and also made the mountain people who were prostrate at the door bow their heads deeper in fear.

At the foot of the mountain, Su Mo was dressed in white, with a folding fan in his hand, a breeze and a moon, dressed like a rich son. Song Zhao was wearing a gray robe, holding a food box in his left hand and a package hanging on his back.

Soon, the two came to a gazebo where they rested.

However, due to the fact that no one has repaired and cleaned it all year round, half of the pavilion has collapsed, the stone table and stone bench have also been broken, and the edge of the shade is even overgrown with weeds and moss, which is a little slippery.

"Childe, don't you go to the top of the mountain?"

"It's too crowded, let's rest here first, anyway, I'm not in a hurry. ”

Song Zhao nodded, and while cleaning the pavilion, he said: "Childe, it seems that the shrine of this Fox Nian Mountain has long been dilapidated, and without the support of incense, will the god of the White Fox Mountain have already disappeared?"

Su Mo sat on the stone bench, opened the food box, put out the wine and food, and said with a smile: "It's okay to eliminate the Dao! ”

"Uh...... The Law Enforcement Hall is so ......"

"Loose?"

"The old slave doesn't dare!"

"It's just the two of us here, what dare you dare. Su Mo drank a glass of spiritual wine, moistened his throat, and explained: "The Law Enforcement Hall is naturally extremely strict, but the territory of the Three Kingdoms is vast, everything is complicated, and thousands of tasks are gathered, even if you carefully select and verify, it is inevitable that there will be omissions." What's more, this investigation of the fall of the gods of Hunian Mountain was originally calculated our distance, and it was temporarily forced over, so it is reasonable that there will be some accidents. ”

"Temporary forcible blockage?" Song Zhao's eyelids jumped, and he lowered his voice and said, "Childe, who has he offended?"

Su Mo glanced up at Song Zhao and said with a smile: "No, it's just that some people can't see me idle, and they always want to find something to polish me and make me what they want." ”

Song Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, took the wine jug to refill the glass, and said with a smile: "It seems that he is the elder of the son, and he is so well-intentioned, and it is also for the good of the son." ”

Su Mo slowly turned the wine glass, looked up at the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "Good for me?"

A ray of light flashed in Song Zhao's eyes, his shoulders fell slightly, and he instantly gathered all his qi, standing beside him like an ordinary old man.

In the temple on the top of the mountain, a touch of spiritual light flows, and it is impossible to check.

Not long after, a woman in colorful clothes manifested out of thin air in the open space in front of the shrine. The clothes were fluttering, beautiful and beautiful, dignified and graceful, and he glanced at the mountain people kneeling on the ground, and walked towards the gate.

At this time, a drunken young man, who had completely let go, climbed onto the altar, hugged the statue and kept biting, causing laughter and cheers.

The expression of the woman in colorful clothes remained unchanged, and she crossed the threshold and entered the shrine, looking at the disciples of the family who were wandering, her eyes were cold.

When everyone saw the main man appear, they suddenly woke up most of the time, and gathered vigilantly, feeling uneasy, and at the same time secretly scolding those mountain villagers, the incense of the fart withered, and the golden body dissipated.

The youngest one, who was the youngest, transmitted the voice to the purple-robed young man led by him, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Xing, is it really the god of the White Fox Mountain? I heard that it has been impregnated with incense for three hundred years, and its divine power is extraordinary. Why don't we give in and worry about it later?"

The purple-robed young man looked stunned, and then turned into a surprise, and laughed loudly: "Keep your eyes open and look at it, where is this white fox mountain god, it is clearly a poor woman who is lost, tsk, without the company of the mountain god, with this beautiful woman in her arms, it is not in vain to come this trip!"

"Brother Xing, this woman is obviously ......"

The purple-robed young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the voice scolded: "You can see it, can I see it?" Don't forget, we came out this time, but we were ordered by the young city lord. Besides, although this White Fox Mountain God is a third-order god comparable to the Jindan Realm, the incense of the shrine has been broken for decades, and the golden body has long been corrupted, and how much of his strength can still be exerted? As long as we don't rush forward and rely on the advantage of formation and numbers, we can slowly wear her to death! At that time, the divine core will definitely be the young city lord's, but the remaining golden body fragments are enough for a few of us!"

With that, the purple-robed young man took a step forward, and with a wave of his big sleeves, eight array disks flew out, divided into eight directions, spiritual energy gushed, runes intertwined, and finally turned into a thick light curtain, wrapping the entire temple.

The face of the White Fox Mountain God changed greatly, revealing a trace of panic, leaning back, wanting to escape from the temple, but was attacked by everyone, and had to retreat to the center of the main hall again.

At this time, the brilliance on the beam was circulating, and a young man in brocade clothes held a spirit talisman in his hand, yawned, and said with a smile: "You fox demons, whether you are alive or dead, you are a cunning existence, and you can't be lured without any means!"

The White Fox Mountain God said in a deep voice: "Zheng Xuan, you and I have no grudges in the past, and no enmity in the near future, why do you want to calculate me!"

The purple-robed young man and the others all showed surprise on their faces, and saluted: "I've seen the young city lord!"

Zheng Xuan fell from the beam, and at the moment when his toes touched the ground, a faint blue light suddenly appeared on the wall of the shrine, like a spiritual snake circling, eerie and abnormal.

Before instigating the purple-robed young man and others to drive the villagers into the mountain, he sneaked into the shrine first, drew the unique god talisman of these families with essence blood, and then collected all his breath and waited for this moment.

Looking at the entire Tianlin Kingdom, the Zheng family is naturally not a wealthy family, but in Chiling County, they are a real thousand-year-old clan and a city lord for generations. And good at talismans, good at management, and many wealthy people have many contacts, extensive contacts, within a radius of thousands of miles, but no one dares to underestimate.

It's just that although Zheng Xuan is a young city lord, due to family infighting, he grew up in the mountains and wilderness since he was a child, and he can't be restrained. Since the beginning of the practice, I like to travel between the mountains and rivers, and I will tease those loose cultivators and obscene shrines when I have nothing to do, and I will live and kill them, just for pleasure, and for decades, I have made a lot of bad reputations.

It's just that this calculation of the White Fox Mountain God has taken a lot of energy, and at this time, looking at the things in the bag, Zheng Xuan was in a good mood, and chuckled: "The mountain and water obscene shrine, the upper is not in harmony with the gods of heaven and earth, and the lower is not in harmony with the laws of the dynasty, and everyone will be punished." What's more, you bewitched the mountain people, built a shrine without authorization, and killed you less, but for the sake of heaven, do you need any personal grudges and hatred?!"

The White Fox Mountain God squeezed out a smile and said: "Gongzi Zheng, since the little god turned to cultivate the Divine Dao, he has tried his best to protect the human race, diligently combed the mountain roots and leylines, and has never slackened for a day. As for the dynasty's edict, the little god also thought, it's just that in this poor and remote country, there is really nothing to show for it......"

"Buzz!"

Before he finished speaking, the light in the shrine was great, and the nine rune chains appeared, turning into a cage and trapping the White Fox Mountain God.

The golden light in the body of the White Fox Mountain God was scattered, and his body was almost difficult to maintain, but he still didn't dare to fight back, and his expression became more and more sincere: "Zheng Gongzi, the little god has been practicing here for hundreds of years, and the golden body has already fused with the leylines. Of course, the little god didn't dare to let Gongzi run for nothing, and was willing to spend all his savings, just to exchange for a life, and to survive. ”

Zheng Xuan stood with his hands in his hands and sneered: "Why do you want to give it to you if you can take it yourself?!"

The eyes of the White Fox Mountain God turned into vertical pupils, and he said in a deep voice: "Zheng Gongzi, accept it when you see it, why do you need to kill it all?" Although the concubine's golden body is rotten, this is a shrine after all, if you really want to fight to the death, the concubine can't kill you, but if you kill the people behind you, you can still do it!"

The purple-robed young man and the others looked horrified, and frequently looked at Zheng Xuan, sending a voice and pleading.

Zheng Xuan still smiled playfully, not moving.

The white fox mountain god pinched the trick with both hands, concentrating on vigilance.

In a flash.

Zheng Xuan slashed out with a sword.

The White Fox Mountain God seemed to be frightened, standing there with dull eyes, not dodging or dodging, allowing the sword light to pass through his heart, and his body was like sand and soil bursting, turning into a little gold dust and dissipating in the air.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Zheng Xuan was not the slightest joy, but his expression changed greatly, jumped up, and crashed into the roof of the shrine.

However, a spiritual light erupted from the top of the god's head, and the aura of the entire Hunian Mountain turned upside down in an instant, retrograde the formation laid by Zheng Xuan and others, turning the shrine into a cage......