Ning Caichen scratched his head somewhat honestly:

"In that case, I will call you Miss Nie Yu."

But he saw the other party smiling brightly:

"Young master, you don't need to be born, just call me Xiaoqian."

Ning Caichen sat down at a loss.

As a scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam, he didn't bring much luggage, mostly books and basic daily necessities.

"Master, have you brought some food?"

"Ah, I brought some pancakes with me, which are enough to satisfy my hunger. When we get to the town, we can naturally change them to some that taste better."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a small table placed in front of Ning Caichen.

On top is delicious food.

"Mr. Ning, my little girl's craftsmanship is pretty good. If you don't mind it, you can try it."

Ning Caichen waved his hand quickly:

"What makes this happen? I ate these. Girl, what do you eat?"

Nie Xiaoqian covered her face and smiled softly, like a peach blossom:

"Don't worry, sir, I live nearby and there will be no shortage of food."

"Come……"

Amid laughter, Nie Xiaoqian even poured a glass of water and wine for Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen blushed and was no longer polite.

When the food entered his mouth, he couldn't help but frown.

This smell...why does it feel a bit familiar?

…

In Lanxi Town, Sang and Zhao already understood when they saw the common people dancing special Nuo opera dance steps and running towards Heishan one by one with torches.

Sunlight Golden Old Man and Mrs. Xiayun must have manipulated the Eighty Kings to go to Black Mountain.

After all, although today's Black Mountain makes people wonder why it can transform from a long totem of the Gouli Dynasty into a mountain ghost of the Ming Dynasty, the core of whether it is a mountain god or a mountain ghost is the mountain.

If you lose your mountain, the mountain god will disappear directly.

Although mountain ghosts who have not accepted the canonization will not die, their vitality will be severely damaged.

At this time, at the foot of Black Mountain, many people had prepared torches, oil, and wine, and began to sprinkle them around.

Sang's eyebrows sank and he immediately said:

"No, even if Montenegro's crimes are monstrous, we can't burn the mountain!"

"In this case, it will be fine if Sunshine Golden Prince and Mrs. Xiayun are backlashed."

"It is the real sin to cause the death of all life in this mountain!"

Zhao Zhenren said:

"Otherwise, the people of Lanxi Town will be trapped?"

Sang immediately rejected the proposal:

"Inappropriate!"

"They are now being manipulated by magic. No one knows whether the caster will harm the people in these towns when the plan cannot be completed."

"Secondly, even if the two of us travel as fast as the sea, we can't lock the entire town. This is a bottomless pit and putting the cart before the horse!"

"Zhenzhen Zhao, without further ado, let's split up!"

"Whether you find the mountain ghost or the two totems, send a signal immediately and stop the other party!"

Zhao Zhenren nodded.

The two immediately split up and went up to Montenegro in different directions.

Dong Ming swept away the trees in front of him with a whisk, and kept moving towards the top of the mountain.

Soon, he discovered the mystery on the black mountain.

"This is... Qimen Dunjia?"

"The art of Feng Shui?"

"No wonder, neither I nor Cheng noticed the existence of villages and mountain ghost temples on this mountain last time!"

Thinking of this, Sang's eyes once again shed a scarlet color.

The whisk was like a whip, and it suddenly hit some inexplicable directions.

There is ground, there are walls, and there are trees.

But after destroying the whipping position, the geographical location in front of him changed instantly.

Soon, Sang saw a village - Heishan Village!

"Is this right here?"

Sang frowned, holding a fly whisk and a rosary in his hands, he entered slowly.

At this time, there are still many people living in Heishan Village.

"Huh? Are you a foreigner?" Suddenly a plainly dressed peasant woman walked over slowly.

However:

"Bang!"

Sang waved the fly whisk, and a deep crack instantly appeared on the ground between the two!

"What...are you?"

With sharp eyes, Sang stared coldly at the person in front of him.

The other party was stunned for a moment, then showed a hospitable smile:

"Master, I am a villager in this Black Mountain Village."

"But our place is very remote. It's not easy for Master to find this place."

"Yeah..." Sang gave a cold smile: "Illusion, Feng Shui, and this almost impeccable disguise..."

"It seems...that my way of cultivating the Nine Provinces has indeed declined."

"If you had such a low level of cultivation during the Qin Dynasty, you would have become a piece of fur in the hands of hunters!"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he threw the sangfo bead and hit the other party's chest hard.

With a fox's wail, the man's body directly transformed into a white fox.

If you look closely, you will see that there are only two tails.

Sang was filled with murderous intent and snorted coldly:

"It's just two tails, it's just a monster that has just gained wisdom. Who gave you the courage to confuse ordinary people here!"

The two-tailed white fox immediately backed away in fear:

"Mage, spare your life!"

"Although we are monsters, we have never done anything evil!"

"We have been cultivating on this black mountain and have never even gone out."

"Really?" Sang's eyes were cold: "My eyes are made of Kunlun Mountain's immortal blood jade."

"The method I practice is the method of enlightening myself."

"My magical weapon only hurts spirits and monsters with karma."

"If you devote yourself to practice, how could you be knocked back to your original shape by just one move from me?"

Saying that, Sang swept the dust around to disperse the surrounding dust, stepped directly over the two-tailed white fox, and looked at the other panicked "people" in the village, filled with evil anger:

"Whether it's the Black Mountain Ghost, the Immortal Charm, or the storyteller in the ghost market..."

"No matter what, since I'm here, I can't help you plot against Ah Cheng!"

"come out!"

"Otherwise, I will go on a killing spree here!"

With the sound of killing, all the fox demons were startled and fled with horror on their faces.

Sang didn't stop him, he just looked in one direction coldly.

Immediately:

"Taoist Master Nanhua, why are you doing this?"
To be continued...