More than 20 days later, Mo Yan finally came to the territory of Baokang County, Yunyang County in a carriage, and walked into the town where he said goodbye to the mother mountain ghost mother and son when he went down the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, a few years have passed, the scenery in the town is still the same, the stalls selling steamed buns are still there, the steaming fragrance is still so tempting, Mo Yan sat down and asked for two cages to eat slowly, at this time he has recovered his original appearance.

Since these days, he has been in a hurry during the day and stayed in a hotel at dusk, and at night he continued to practice "shrinking the fetus and dispersing qigong", and the true qi in his body gradually recovered. When I passed through the town of Hankou in Hanyang Province, I found that there was a gunpowder arrow for sale, which was a feathered arrow shot by tying a powder cartridge to the shaft of the arrow and lighting the fuse. Mo Yan bought fifty gunpowder arrows, one hundred ordinary feather arrows, a three-stone hard bow and two small barrels of gunpowder, and the intimidation effect of this thing was best in Shennongjia. In addition, I bought some fine cinnabar and yellow mounting paper for the calligraphy.

After eating, Mo Yan walked around the shops in the town, bought some seasonings such as salt and chili noodles, and then wanted to buy a gift for the little mountain ghost, and it took him a long time to buy a beautiful bronze mirror, and in the future, he could comb his unkempt hair in front of the mirror every day.

The carriage was also sold cheaply, and he wrapped Xiao Fei Yunding in a wrapper and put it in a bamboo basket, resting the medicine box on it, and then walked into the dense forest with a bow and arrows in his hand.

When he left Shennongjia three years ago, the mother mountain ghost took him out of the mountain through the reckless forest and sea, and this time it was as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack to find them, and it was only by luck. If you really can't find it, just go to Shennongding, which is the highest peak of the entire Shennongjia, and it should be easier to find.

Mo Yan walked in the endless primeval forest for more than ten days, and on the way, he met some jackals, tigers and leopards, all of whom were scared away by his gunpowder arrows, and at night he lit a bonfire to barbecue the pheasants and hares he hunted, but he was not hungry. He opened the medicine box and found that the spirit ape's primordial spirit was getting weaker and weaker, and the green light was fading, and it was just listlessly hiding under the pill and not moving.

What should I do? It was destroyed by Ge Xuan in the spirit world, and it has been more than a month since the ban was lifted, and it will be more than ten days before the soul will be scattered in the life of Qiqi, alas, in fact, it is equivalent to harming it, and there is nothing to do.

The next day, when he was walking through a bush, he suddenly heard a familiar "ho-ho, ho-ho" sound.

Mo was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran towards the sound, only to realize that something was wrong when he got closer, two tall male mountain ghosts were fiercely tearing each other with a cloth bag, and the powder of the white flowers was scattered all over the ground after the bag broke.

Mo was startled, and hurriedly lay down in the grass and didn't dare to come out, he knew how powerful the mountain ghosts were, but fortunately, they only cared about fighting and didn't find him.

After arguing for a while, the two mountain ghosts squatted down and began to collect the white powder on the ground with their hands, but their clumsy and thick fingers could not collect it at all, and finally walked away in anger.

Mo Yan slipped out quietly, dipped his fingers in the white powder on the ground and licked it with his tongue, the salty was indeed salt, and the fragments of the cloth bag discarded on the ground vaguely remembered that they had been used when he bought salt back then.

The two of them must have snatched it from the female mountain ghost, and just now they noticed that the male mountain ghost had bleeding wounds on his shoulder and arm, probably left by the mountain ghost mother and son when they fought to the death to protect these salts. These two guys are so tall and fierce, the mountain ghost mother and son may not be opponents, but don't encounter accidents, Mo Yan's heart is hot and blood is boiling, the cave must not be far from here, and he must rush over immediately.

He deduced that the male mountain ghost tore the bag and sprinkled salt but was empty-handed, and then he returned to the cave to snatch it again, and Mo Yan immediately lit the fire sickle and lit a wormwood, and then unloaded the hard bow and put on a gunpowder arrow, and hurriedly followed.

Walking through a green hill forest, when the familiar cliff and the warm cave finally appeared in front of him, Mo Yan's eyes blurred, and tears instantly welled up in his eyes.

"Ho-ho, ho-ho, ho-ho-ho" There was a fierce fighting and biting sound from under the cliff.

The two male mountain ghosts were beating the mother mountain ghost, and at this moment the mother mountain ghost was covered in scaly wounds, and her abdomen was torn and her intestines were exposed, but the little mountain ghost behind her was still desperately resisting. A male mountain ghost's ears were bitten off, his face was covered with blood, his face was extremely hideous and terrifying, and he screamed wildly and pounced on the little mountain ghost with no ability to resist.

The mother mountain ghost knew that she was dying, so she forcibly endured the pain and pushed the little mountain ghost away, and the hurried "ho ho" in her mouth told her to run for her life, but the little mountain ghost was reluctant to leave her mother, but instead rushed forward to hug the thigh of the male mountain ghost and bit it desperately.

The mother mountain ghost was once again knocked to the ground, and let out a long cry of despair, which echoed in the valley for a long time.

The male mountain ghost grabbed the little mountain ghost and held it high above his head, ready to knock it off and fall to his death.

"Ho-ho," Mo Yan let out a long angry roar from his mouth.

The male mountain ghost turned around and saw Mo Yan, and was stunned in confusion, and the little mountain ghost took the opportunity to break free and fell to the ground.

With a "whoosh", Mo Yan put his hand down, and a smoking gunpowder arrow flashed in front of the male mountain ghost, and the sharp iron-headed arrow pierced its chest with a "bang" explosion, a hot flame wrapped its body, and the red hair of the connected body burned. The ghost of the mountain "ho-ho-ho" let out a series of screams, and fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

Seeing this, the other male mountain ghost was furious, turned around and rushed straight over like a fierce god, Mo Yan was too late to light the gunpowder arrow, and before thinking about it, he sent out an ordinary feather arrow, wrapped in internal force and shot into the shoulder of the male mountain ghost.

The male mountain ghost dragged the bloody feather arrow, broke it in two, and rushed to the front with a roar, and this slight obstruction bought Mo Yan time, and Ai Rong lit the fuse and poured his mind into his arm to shoot a second gunpowder arrow, which hit him in the throat.

A fireball exploded at the neck of the mountain ghost, and it howled a few times before falling to the ground, and the two mountain ghosts rolled and howled on the ground like two fireballs, and then gradually lost their voice.

Mo Yan stepped forward with a sigh of relief, and the mother mountain ghost was lying on the ground in pain, with the last small bag of salt left by their mother and son.

When the mother mountain ghost saw Mo Yan, he was extremely shocked at first, and then his eyes were full of surprise "ho ho" call, and two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down his cheeks.

"Ho-ho. Mo Mo replied.

"Ho-ho-ho. The little mountain ghost swooped over and hugged Mo Yan tightly, and cried with a grin.

The mother mountain ghost raised her arm with difficulty and pointed at the little mountain ghost, and looked at Mo Yan with wide eyes, her eyes full of pity and pleading

Mo Yan understood what he meant, the mother mountain ghost knew that she was going to die, and wanted to entrust the little mountain ghost to him, hoping to take care of her child.

"Ho-ho. Mo Yan nodded to reassure him that he would definitely take care of the little mountain ghost.

The mother mountain ghost finally let out a long breath and slowly closed her eyes.

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