Qi Jingzhi could clearly see that on the ground not far from his feet, there was a rib of a large animal such as a cow or horse thrown randomly. It must have been the thing that the foxes used to "saw trees" before.

About three feet away in front of him, stood a short red figure, estimated to be less than a foot tall, and actually even thinner than the one last night.

However, the moment Qi Jingzhi saw the other person, he had already concluded that this was the old fox, because the other person had an aura of aging and decay from the inside out.

It was completely red, except for a cluster of very conspicuous white hairs growing in the middle of its forehead, which was longer than the red hairs around it. It was gently swayed by the majestic wind in the forest.

Seeing the young man, the old fox said nothing, but stared at the murderer in front of him with his brown fox eyes filled with hatred.

As soon as the eyes of one person and one fox met, Qi Jingzhi's eyes suddenly blurred, and he felt that the sky was filled with colorful lights and was filled with mist and chaos.

Almost at the same time, a strong gust of wind hit the right side of his neck violently, and a disgusting stench also rushed into his nasal cavity.

At this time, Qi Jingzhi's eyes could no longer see. He immediately lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He took a step forward without hesitation, bent his knees and squatted down, standing on the ground with his feet as if they were rooted.

Immediately afterwards, he took advantage of the force under his feet and suddenly stretched out his limbs. Using his right foot as the axis, he turned his whole body to the right and rear, driving his right arm to swing the knife back fiercely, and let out a vicious breath from his mouth.

Spit it out hard, and at the same time let out a short and fierce roar.

"careful!"

It was only then that the scream of the old red fox reached the young man's ears.

It was naturally not Qi Jingzhi that it reminded, but it was a pity that it was too late.

In the midst of lightning and flint, the strong wind that had just hit missed the target, folded on the trunk of an ancient tree, and rushed towards Qi Jingzhi's back again. As if he had thrown himself into a trap, he happened to bump into the young man's fierce attack head-on.

Blade.

Amidst the shrill screams, blood splashed in the air, and a snow-white fox paw fell to the ground.

After Qi Jingzhi exhaled and spoke loudly, the chaotic colors that covered his eyes suddenly dissipated.

He suddenly raised his eyes and caught a snow-white figure in the corner of his eye.

"I heard the voice belonged to the second girl, but I didn't expect it to be a white fox... I don't know if it went away and came back without telling the old fox, or if it was originally a part of the trap."

Qi Jingzhi turned this thought in his mind, and without even looking at the old red fox, he immediately took big steps and chased the white fox with a broken claw.

As he ran and jumped, the young man's breathing naturally followed the Whooping Crane method. When he landed, he sank, and when he sank, he swallowed air. When he raised his feet, he floated, and when he floated, he exhaled. It was like a big bird gliding close to the ground.

Just a little light, and the whole person suddenly jumped forward, and after a few ups and downs, he caught up with him.

Feeling the evil wind coming from behind, the white fox, which was trying to escape with three paws, instantly realized the danger.

In a hurry, it turned around suddenly, with tears in its big charming eyes, full of pain and pleading.

The mountain boy was unmoved, stepped on the fox's body, and immediately raised his knife and dropped it!

The sharp knife pierced the white fox's neck from top to bottom and nailed it to the ground neatly.

"Second sister!"

The red old fox watched helplessly as this scene happened, letting out a desperate cry.

Qi Jingzhi kicked on the white fox's corpse, pulled out his knife, and turned towards the direction of the red old fox.

His eyes were lowered, and he made up his mind not to look into the other person's eyes.

The old red fox didn't hesitate at all and immediately turned around and ran away.

Qi Jingzhi also said nothing, picked up the fox corpse from the ground, and chased after it with a knife.

This old fox is not young, and his speed is extremely fast. Like a red electric light, he can often turn around in the grass or on a tree in a sudden direction, east and west. If it were an ordinary hunter, he would just turn around in the blink of an eye.

Will chase the lost.

Fortunately, Qi Jingzhi is also incredibly fast and has keen senses. This ability is always at the back and will not be thrown away by the opponent.

The chase and the escape were enough time for a cup of tea.

Qi Jingzhi jumped up and down, overcoming thorns and thorns, and ran in a dense forest for a long time. Suddenly, the sky brightened in front of him, and his field of vision suddenly broadened.

I saw a half-collapsed white wall with black tiles standing among the barren mountains and weeds in front of me, and a red tail flashed across the gap in the wall.

Qi Jingzhi's expression changed and he immediately slowed down.

He looked up and saw towering ancient trees among the ruins in front of him. A section of eaves covered with green and black tiles could be vaguely seen through the gaps in the leaves. There were also several incomplete roof beasts on the towering eaves.

Qi Jingzhi had only seen this style of eaves in the county government office and the City God's Temple, but the eaves in those two places were not as high as before, and the number of roof beasts was also smaller.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but have doubts in his heart. His family lived just outside Xiaosong Mountain, and he had never heard of such a place deep in the mountain.

"Xiaosong Mountain is not a famous mountain. This temple is so grand and the specifications are extremely high... If this is a temple, I am afraid that it will not be enjoyed by the mountain gods mentioned by Master Meng... And no matter what is enshrined in it,

Which god builds a temple here, not to mention wasting money and people, but will anyone really come to worship?"

"This place looks like it has been abandoned for many years. I am afraid it has become the nest of the fox, or... it is precisely because of the existence of this temple that has been cut off from incense that it breeds so many vixens?"

Qi Jingzhi became more and more vigilant, but did not stop because of this. Now that he had found the other party's lair, there was no reason to stay in it.

He held the knife and carefully walked in through the gap in the courtyard wall.

The courtyard is deep and covered with weeds. A huge rose tree grows unbridled, occupying a small half of the courtyard. There are hundreds of pink flowers in full bloom.

This courtyard seems to have once been a small garden, but apart from roses, it is impossible to tell what other flowers and plants were planted there.

Not far behind the rose tree, a winding corridor passes through the courtyard. The red paint and blue tiles on the corridor have faded.

Judging from its direction, this corridor seems to lead directly to the tall blue-tiled palace.

Qi Jingzhi looked around silently and saw that there was no figure of the old red fox in the small garden. He immediately used a knife to push aside the grass, bypassed the rose tree, and jumped into the hand-drawn verandah.

There are still some vague colorful paintings remaining on the inner roof and beams of this veranda. The young man looked up and looked carefully and found that most of them depicted the same goddess.

This goddess let her hair down and wore only a thin white gauze skirt, her graceful figure looming.

Sometimes she was enveloped by many suspended luminous spheres, sometimes she strung the spheres into a string and hung them around her neck, and sometimes she stood in the water, seemingly bathing the spheres.

Qi Jingzhi counted the balls carefully and found that there were no more or less balls in each painting, all twelve.

"Does this represent the twelve months of the year?"

Seeing the soft light and light color of the balls in the painting, which resembled the full moon in the sky, and the number of them was exactly twelve, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but have a guess in his heart: "Is this goddess in the painting the Eight Lords?"

The Moon Lord?"

Thinking of this, the young man secretly shook his head: "As everyone in Daqi knows, the Moon Lord is also called the God of Moon Control, Guanghan Qingxu Tianzun, who patrols the sky with the moon every night, and the moon carriage he drives always only hangs

How can there be as many as twelve moons?"

As his thoughts turned, Qi Jingzhi suddenly remembered the legend of the saint king's enthronement to the gods mentioned by Master Meng, and he had a guess in his mind: "The person in the painting is dressed in such a simple and ancient way, could it be that he is the moon god in ancient times? Wu Chengsheng

After Wang decreed the title of the Eight Lord God, this ancient god was replaced by the Moon Lord and no longer had any incense and worship, so he gradually disappeared into obscurity?"

Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi's expression immediately became serious.

If this place is really as he guessed, then this ancient god is undoubtedly the evil god, and his temple is of course a place of obscenity. Once discovered by the government, the statues of the gods will be destroyed, the temples will be razed, and all the witches will be killed. No wonder

This temple will be hidden in the deep mountains and old forests.

As for those esoteric believers who build temples in the mountains to make offerings to evil gods, although they may not all be bad people, they are definitely not good people.

After all, the Daqi government has issued an order for a long time, and every state, county and county government office must post a notice every year to reiterate: "Anyone who worships evil gods, creates evil spirits, makes evil words, books, and rumors to deceive the public will be beheaded!"

Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but become more vigilant: "I'm afraid this place is not a good place. It seems to have been abandoned for a long time. Maybe there are still evil spirits lurking in the secret, or there may be some mechanisms left to guard against foreign enemies. I must be very careful!
Chapter completed!