The next day, early.

Baishan, Miss Song, and Sister Miaomiao simply said that they needed to go out for training and might not come back at night.

Afterwards, he rode a spiritual deer and rushed to the Black Pine Nut Farm in the western suburbs of the capital.

After Linglu was delivered, he went back to the mountain to practice. After all, it was only responsible for the "Song Mansion-Qingyun Sect" route in Baishan, and was not a special mount for Baishan.

In the Heisongzi Farm, the owner saw another sect disciple coming, so he hurried out and welcomed him into the farm.

However, the owner of the village didn't pay much attention to him when he saw that he was young. After serving tea, he left.

Not long after Bai Shan sat down, a middle-aged man and woman walked in.

This middle-aged man and woman were both wearing the uniforms of inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect. The man looked dignified and elegant, while the woman was smiling and walking relaxedly beside the man.

The middle-aged man greeted with a smile: "Uncle Junior, I just heard that the owner of the village welcomed a young man. I was wondering who it was, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Baishan stood up and returned the greeting with a smile.

On the other side, the middle-aged woman patted the man's arm and teased: "Senior brother, you don't report yourself to the family. My junior uncle is practicing at Hanyun Peak on weekdays. If we don't wear these clothes, our junior uncle will be here."

I didn’t know we were from the Qingyun Sect.”

The male disciple scratched his head and said "Yes", then clasped his fists and said seriously: "Uncle Bai, I am Mo Shijiang, a disciple of the inner sect of Kuzhu Peak. I am in the sixth realm of martial arts. I have practiced the Soul Gathering Technique. I have now reached the third level.

It’s layered.”

The female disciple said: "Uncle Bai, I am Tong Luan, an inner disciple of Xiayun Peak. I am at the sixth level of martial arts and the third level of the Spirit Gathering Technique."

Seeing that the two of them were being polite, Bai Shan returned the favor and said, "Mo."

He was about to speak, but stopped again. The two of them seemed to be more than ten years older than him, and he couldn't say "nephew" in a logical way.

Mo Shijiang was also cheerful. Seeing his embarrassment, he took the initiative to break the ice and said: "Uncle Bai, my nephew Mo Shijiang is polite."

Tong Luan said: "Uncle Bai, it doesn't matter what your seniority is. You can call him Xiao Mo or I can be called Xiao Tong."

Bai Shan smiled and said: "It's true that I'm in love with you, my two nephews."

Although the three of them met for the first time, they became familiar with each other after saying a few words.

After a few words, Bai Shan asked: "Two nephews, how is the situation here? Has Granny Denghua's daughter been caught?"

Mo Shijiang glanced around and said, "Uncle Master, let's go outside and talk while walking."

In the morning, the Black Pine Nut Farm should have been lively and bustling, but instead it was shrouded in gloomy clouds that even the sunshine could not dispel.

The roads are quite deserted and overgrown with weeds, and many of the fertile fields seem to have been abandoned.

The men and women in the village who met by chance also had clear fear on their faces.

Baishan remembered that the message said that "Grandma Denghua" was executed a year ago, and the panic among these men and women was obviously caused by the eldest daughter of "Grandma Denghua".

The three of them walked to a deserted open space and said slowly: "Uncle Bai, we have already encountered that strange thing.

We use the method of Elder Cuizhufeng.

First light the oil lamp to lure the strange thing to come.

Then when a female family member in the farm feels distressed, she will extinguish all the candles and cut off the monster's escape route.

That strange thing cannot possess the human body, so we will prepare a doll made of locust trees in advance.

Then, the strange thing will appear on the doll's body.

All we have to do is pour oil on the fire and burn the doll, and that will be considered a success."

Tong Luan sighed: "There are also disciples of the Xuantu Sect coming to this village.

We were almost successful, but those Xuantu Sect disciples were just making trouble!"

Baishan has heard of Xuantu Sect.

Although they are very unfamiliar, they also know that this sect and the Qingyun Sect are both around the capital.

It's just that the former is in the west and the latter is in the east.

Mo Shijiang took over the words and said: "Just as junior sister said, the farm has been peaceful for three days.

But early this morning, another female relative had a dull pain in her chest. We asked the owner of the village, and the owner said that this was a sign of severe pain after nightfall. This meant that the strange thing could no longer bear it and was about to come out again.

Uncle Bai came just in time.

The three of us have made great contributions, and the three low-grade spiritual stones can be divided equally."

Tong Luan said with a smile: "My uncle must have entered the sixth level of martial arts in July this year. I saw my uncle in the Wu Yamen renewing his martial arts order."

Bai Shan said: "That's true, it's funny."

Tong Luan said: "Although my junior uncle has a high seniority, he has only entered the sixth level of martial arts after all, and senior brother Mo and I have been there for six full years. I don't need to take action when the time comes, as long as I can help the two of us from behind."

It's just a matter of people pressing the formation.

The two of us will definitely stop that monster and burn him to death."

Six years?

[Spirit Gathering Technique] Three levels?

It seems that my cultivation speed is more than twice as fast as ordinary people.

Bai Shan followed their words and asked casually: "The disciples of Xuantu Sect, they must also want to kill this weird thing, right?"

Mo Shijiang said: "Uncle Bai, don't worry. This time, we have all divided up."

After nightfall, we stand on the east side and they stand on the west side, and wherever the locust tree puppet goes, it goes to that side. In this way, we won't disturb each other, but let the strange thing run away."

Bai Shan praised: "What a good idea."

Tong Luan and Mo Shijiang saw that the legendary uncle who was accepted as a disciple by Fairy Ying was so friendly, and they immediately felt good about him. It stands to reason that people who succeed at a young age can't help but be frivolous, especially when they heard that this

His uncle's background was not good, and he was the son-in-law of the Xiaoyao Hou family, so he felt that his uncle was quite good.

Mo Shijiang smiled and said: "Uncle Junior Master, he didn't see us in such a hurry three days ago. I pulled out my sword to stop him, but a fool from the Xuantu Sect actually knocked my sword away with a big sword.

.

As a result, the weird thing ran away, and we started fighting, almost missing the real fire."

Baishan asked: "What does that strange thing look like?"

Tong Luan rushed to say: "This strange thing is very ordinary. I once went out with the sect master once and saw a fire ghost. That is scary."

Mo Shijiang said helplessly: "Junior sister, you really have to tell this story to everyone you meet. You're not afraid of bothering your uncle."

Bai Shan said: "I came out this time to gain experience. If the young girl can tell you these interesting stories, I will be happy to listen."

Tong Luan gouged out Mo Shijiang, and then said: "Uncle Master, the fire ghost hides in the big cooking stove on weekdays. At night, it crawls out from the mouth of the big stove and attaches itself to people. Once it gets on the body,

That was when the whole person was on fire, and the ghost fire was so dense that it was as high as one foot high! He couldn't get close easily! Later, the sect leader took out the magical weapon and spent all his strength to kill the fire ghost."

Bai Shan nodded, but felt a little puzzled.

The will-o'-the-wisps are thick and dense, as high as one foot high

This image always reminded him a little of himself.

However, he is not a ghost fire, but a strong fire poison, three dragon beads, and a two-foot golden Arhat Dharma.

The three of them were walking and chatting.

Baishan also gained a lot more understanding of zombies and other weird things.

At the same time, he also understood the terrain of the Black Pine Nut Farm and the ambush process after dark, and he also had some ideas in his mind.

It's getting dusk.

The owner of the farm arranged meals for the seven sect disciples, then stood at the door nervously, looking around.

Suddenly, he exclaimed: "It's foggy!!"

Why is it foggy?!"

The seven people who were eating looked at each other.

A disciple of the Xuantu Sect did not panic and said with a smile: "With such good weather, that weird thing is definitely going to take action."

Another person said: "Let's prepare oil lamps and dolls to attract that strange thing. We will definitely succeed tonight!"

Another young female disciple of the Xuantu Sect looked at the opposite side of the dining table with great interest, sizing up Bai Shan. She suddenly said: "Are you the disciple that Fairy Ying accepted after she descended to earth?"

Before Bai Shan could answer, Tong Luan said in a bad tone: "So what? Are you jealous and want to be my uncle Bai's maid?"

White Mountain:

Although it was a bit like rushing a duck to the shelves, he roughly understood the relationship between the two sects of Qingyun Xuantu today.

Not very good.

Coupled with the conflicts of the past few days, it is normal for the smell of gunpowder to be strong.

However, he didn't want the fire to burn him, so he said: "Since there is a strange thing coming tonight, everyone should work together to fight against that strange thing."

The young female disciple across from me snorted, "Tong Luan, look at your uncle, he is much better than you. You have such a temper. How can you be an immortal?"
To be continued...