Huang Shan didn't understand what Song Xiaosheng meant, and answered slowly and truthfully: "This... the little one doesn't know that this kind of Gu frog is the most powerful existence in the entire Huangniwa. As long as he encounters it, he will probably die. Even the village chief knows very little about this kind of spiritual beast. He really doesn't know where their nest is."

Song Xiaosheng was suddenly angry because as the top predator, the number of Gu frogs in the yellow mud must be small, and it is even more impossible for them to live in groups. He couldn't find good food, so of course he was very angry and looked ugly. Huang Shan thought he was saying the wrong thing, so he carefully avoided Song Xiaosheng.

Song Zheng touched his chin and said to Huang Shan: "How much spiritual juice do you need to be able to get to the realm of inspiration you said?"

Huang Shan was stunned for a moment and looked at Song Zheng with some disbelief: "Sir, really willing to... help me?"

"I said that I will bring us to the village and there will be benefits for you."

Huang Shan still felt a little dreamy and inspired. That was the strength of the old village chief, and he really didn't dare to think about it in the past. He bowed deeply: "According to what he felt just now, the amount of a skin bag is needed."

Song Zheng nodded: "Let's start now, drink the remaining spiritual slurry in the skin first."

Huang Shan quickly raised his skin and went down regardless of whether he was drinking or not. He then put the skin on the spirit paste and presented it to Song Zheng with both hands. Song Zheng shook again and returned it to Huang Shan.

When it was the first time, Huang Shan was in a semi-coma state and didn't know how Song Zheng "treated". Now that he saw it, he couldn't help but think: Isn't this teasing me?

Song Zheng had no choice but to spread his hands: "For me, it's that simple, what should I do?"

Huang Shan said in one sentence and was speechless: He is a person who can come out of the endless sea of ​​sand. Many things that are difficult for ordinary people to reach the sky, and they are indeed just doing it casually.

He bowed to thank Song Zheng and carefully carried the spiritual pulp on his body. He wanted to improve it, but it did not happen overnight. After he went back, he had to practice and cooperate seriously.

Just after walking a few steps back, Huang Shan was caught by Song Xiaosheng: "Take me to the nest of those poisonous insects!"

Huang Shan suddenly felt bitter and did not dare to disobey the little devil at all. He took them to find a huge pit, dark and emitting black and yellow poison gas.

"This is a nest of highly poisonous water scorpions. I don't know how many poisonous insects are inside, but I'm really going to do it?"

Song Zheng said on the side: "So many poisonous insects, what should you do to transport them back?"

This is indeed a troublesome thing. Song Xiaosheng scratched his head and thought for a while, and suddenly laughed: "I don't have to move back. We raise the fire here, set up the pot, cook and eat it now, okay, father?"

At this time, my son's attitude was excellent because he needed his father's permission.

Song Xiaotian's eyes were shining with expectations on the side, looking at Song Zheng, which made the old father scratch his head a little. There was something important to enter the land of no return, but when he came in, what he had to do first was to let the two children have a big meal?

He curled his lips helplessly: "Okay."

Two little cheers, Song Xiaotian carried his little white hand on his back and directed his younger brother to work: "Dig a big pit here, as a fire pit, you can find some firewood, preferably charcoal, the burning temperature is high, and it will be delicious when it is fried..."

Song Zheng suddenly saw Huang Shan standing aside: "You go back first, get a big pot and a pot of raw oil."

Huang Shan suddenly felt helpless: "Sir, I'm afraid I can't find two kilograms of oil in the entire village now..."

Song Zheng didn't expect that it would be so difficult to have a meal after entering the Land of No Return. His brows frowned: "If you can't exchange it for that kind of spiritual juice?"

Huang Shan cried and said, "It's not that I can't get it, but that I really didn't. I encountered a rock disaster. After everyone has eaten everything they can eat during this period, can there be oil left?"

If he hadn't been in the Land of No Return, he could even grab a stone casually and turn it into sesame oil with the mystery of the Dakar clan. But now, his magical powers are forbidden, and he cannot make things happen out of nothing.

A pair of children looked at him pitifully, and Song Xiaotian's play was very full: "Dad, I'm hungry..."

Song Zheng was so amused that he knew that the girl was performing, but he still couldn't bear to refuse her: "Okay, okay, I'll find a way for my father." He asked Huang Shan again: "Where can I find it around?"

Huang Shan smiled bitterly: "The four surrounding villages have been affected by disasters. If you want to find them, you can only go further away, about hundreds of miles away, and this kind of food will not be easily exchanged."

He sighed inwardly that his father's life was really hard, and then said to his children: "You are here to wait, come for your father." Huang Shan didn't understand what Song Zheng meant, so he was caught. Song Zheng ran wildly and shot out like a lightning bolt. After a long time, Huang Shan's terrified scream came from a distance.

"Shut up and show the way!" Song Zheng cursed in anger. Huang Shan was so scared that he hurriedly covered his mouth and tried hard to suppress his inner fear. What speed is this? He can't even see the scenery on both sides.

While Song Zheng was running wildly, the communication between him and Song Zheng was very smooth. He did not collapse directly because of the extremely high speed, nor did he feel a big gust of wind pour in as soon as he opened his mouth.

The more he realized, the more he had, the ability of this adult had far exceeded his imagination.

Song Zheng ran wildly, and stopped from time to time to let Huang Shan distinguish the direction. After only a while, he was already broken down on a hill six hundred miles away. Not far away, there was a village with smoke rising from the cooking stove, which was the richest among the thirty-six nearby villages.

Huang Shan was thrown aside by Song Zheng. He sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and then coughed violently. After a while, he said: "Sir, there should be a lot of sesame oil in their village, but this village has always been domineering. They are strong and do not look down on us."

The part related to this village in his memory was that someone had visited their village a few years ago. He was very domineering and didn't even take the old village chief seriously. However, although the old village chief was offended, he just smiled and did not dare to have an attack.

Song Zheng didn't say anything and looked around: "Their village has not suffered from stone disasters?"

Huang Shan shook his head: "No."

"Where is their spiritual slurry?"

Huang Shan said: "I want to exchange it with them with the purified spiritual slurry? It will take a lot of verbal treatment to make them confirm that the spiritual slurry can be consumed."

Song Zheng shook his head, "No, I didn't exchange it with them with spiritual juice."

The two found the location of Lingjiu. Outside the Lingjiu canteen in this village, there were dangerously dilapidated ruins, a kind of building built with huge stones. I don’t know which race left behind.

There are huge spiritual beasts appearing in it, such as four-eyed ghost wolf, three-headed giant lizard, etc. It seems that for the purpose of matching with those huge rocks, the spiritual beasts here are also very huge.

When Song Zheng entered it, he soon hunted four giant beasts, asked Huang Shan to drag them out and go to the village to exchange sesame oil.

Huang Shan went away with full confidence. Sesame oil cannot be eaten directly. The flesh of a spirited beast is much more precious than sesame oil. Moreover, according to the exchange price given by Song Zheng, he might be able to earn some benefits from it.

But in less than half an hour, Huang Shan returned with a bruised nose and swollen face. Song Zheng shook his head secretly, without any surprise. In any world, bullying foreigners is a must-have, and it is widely present.

Huang Shan came to Song Zheng and knelt down with a pounce: "Sir, I'm incompetent..."

Song Zheng was not angry and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"They, they bully people too much!" Huang Shan gritted his teeth in anger: "They really don't make any sense. As soon as I went in, I wanted to change the sesame oil, someone came over and asked, and then left. The rest of the people were watching coldly. I didn't know what was going on, so a group of people rushed over in masks, shouted at the big catastrophe, and beat the little one up. All the beast meat was snatched away by them!"

"The young man went to their village chief to argue. The village chief promised to help investigate, but he also said that there was a group of robbers near the village recently, which was very strong and difficult to deal with. He had no good idea, so he asked me to go back and wait for news..."

Song Zheng laughed silently. This is really a robbery. He is bullying you. What can you do?

But why did Lord Song suffer a loss? He raised his hand to Huang Shan: "Get up, let's go for a walk."

Huang Shan was a little confused, so he saw Song Zheng tearing off a piece of cloth from his body and throwing it to him. There is also a saying in this world that "cutting the robe and cutting off the meaning". Huang Shan was stunned: It seems that the relationship between me and I have not reached this level yet, right?

...

This village has become "Lingwang Village" to the outside world, and its name is rustic, but the people in the village are actually not named Wang. The word "wang" is specially pointed out in the middle, which also shows the village's ambition.

They have this confidence that the village chief has always been a powerful person in the spirit control realm. There are also several "village elders" in the village who are also powerful persons in the spirit-based realm. In other villages, they are all village chief-level figures.

They were very disdainful of some villages and often claimed that their village chief was a "top ten" level soldier in the surrounding thirty-six villages. As long as they were inspired, they would dare to say that. In the thirty-six villages, there were not many matches in the realm of inspiration. If they were in this way, their Lingwang Village would account for more than half of the top ten.

Today the village was full of joy. As soon as Huang Shan was driven away, the village chief came forward to gather each household and divide the meat, just like the New Year.

But a village elder just raised his knife to prepare to cut meat when he heard someone shouting from the entrance of the village: "Bao family and rob house!"

The soul warriors in the entire village gathered here, and they grinned together: Looking for death!

When everyone turned around, they saw two people standing at the entrance of the village. They used two pieces of cloth to cover their faces with no sincerity, pretending to be robbers who were robbing the house, and even their slogans were so perfunctory...

(Today's update...)
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