"To be honest, these clouds and mountains are the habitat of our Miao people for generations. Among these mountains, there is a Wu Poison Peak that has been plagued with poisons all year round, which is the place where we hunt insects in our Three Mountains and Five Villages."

"only..."

Speaking of this, a hint of hesitation flashed across Zhu Yunfu's face, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"But there is any inconvenience, I wish you could speak out for yourself."

"It's nothing inconvenient. It's just that these three mountains and five villages, my Zhujia Village is the Baimiao lineage, and it is the same as Yunfeng Village. The Jinsheling and the other two villages belong to the Black Miao branch. They have never been easy to talk to. These Five Poison Peaks are shared by us, but they are not easy to bring outsiders into..."

Seeing Deng Fan ask, Zhu Yunfu hesitated for a moment, but still expressed his concerns.

"Since the Five Poison Peaks are a master of land, I will not go there. Since my brothers are good at herding insects and refining insects, I don't know that there are good alien insect eggs and insects in your village. If you are willing to sell them, I can trade them!"

"The reason why I, Zhujiazhai, was able to establish a foundation here is because of the skill of refining Gu and controlling insects. It is difficult to cultivate alien insects. It is not that I am stingy and easy to talk about insect eggs, but alien insects are not able to make decisions. I have to ask my father..."

"Then I'll recommend it to Brother Zhu!"

They hugged Zhu Yunfu and clasped their fists. Although they had low cultivation, they had all kinds of skills. They crossed mountains and ridges, and they regarded it as easy to run between the mountains, but their speed was not slow.

With Zhu Yunfu's insects leading the way forward, there were no accidents along the way.

After walking in the mountains for nearly three hours, I knew that the sun was setting and the sun was getting dusk. A mountain that penetrated into the sky and lingered in the mist came into view.

"At this, here is the Yunwu Peak where I live in Zhujiazhai!"

Pointing to the mountain ahead, Zhu Yunfu was obviously shocked and his steps became much lighter.

Looking at the green mountains and clear waters in front of you, the stream flowing from top to bottom, surrounding one side of the mountain, a row of terraced fields from bottom to top, and a few girls worked between the fields, and the wooden stilt standing on the hillside, hidden among the clouds and mist, a hint of admiration flashed in Deng Fan's eyes.

"Good mountains, good water, good weather!"

It is such a paradise, living in the deep mountains, far away from the troubles of the world. Such beautiful scenery makes people feel happy just by looking at it.

"Master, let's go..."

Hearing Deng Fan's admiration, Zhu Yunfu's eyes were a little bit lustful, but he was humble on the surface. He reached out and led the way ahead.

"Young Master..."

"Yun Fu... is back!"

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Miao people are naturally xenophobic. Although Zhu Yunfu leads the way forward, when they walk into the village, no matter men, women, young and old, the eyes when they look at Deng Fan are filled with obvious repulsion and vigilance.

However, Zhu Yunfu was obviously very prestigious in the village. Along the way, no matter men, women, young and old, he looked respectful to him.

Deng Fan didn't know that although the Miao people were assimilated by the Han veins in China, they were born in the wilderness. They lived in such a harsh environment and were still unwilling to accept the civilized and followed the strategy of the strong. Zhu Yunfu's father was not only the leader of this village, but also the rare witch in this Miao area. All the people in the Zhujia Village were protected.

Zhu Yunfu is also one of the few strong men among the younger generation. He appears to be honest but is actually smart.

"Father...I'm back!"

In the center of the village, there is a tall bamboo building covering an area of ​​dozens of acres. However, it is the only three-story building in the village. The outer edge of the main building is surrounded by a circle of wooden trays, and many herbs are planted inside. Even Deng Fan's knowledge is not very comprehensive for a while, but most of them are poisonous genus, which are not precious, but most of them are rare roots.

"I'm back when I'm back, what are you shouting..."

With a thick voice, a middle-aged man with thick hands and feet, white mane and special oil painted on his face slowly walked out of the attic.

The man's face was dark, his brows frowned, and his face was majestic.

After seeing Deng Fan, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Father, this is my friend I met in the mountains. It is Deng Fan and Taoist Master Deng from Nujiao County..."

"I, Deng Fan, have met the village leader!"

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Deng Fan looked calm, his eyes were empty, and he bowed and performed his respects.

"The Taoist Master is so polite. I am Zhu Xing. Although I am a man from the mountains and fields, my Miaojiang witchcraft originated from Zhu You's art. Speaking of which, it is also the same source as this Taoist sect. They are all people who practice Taoism, and they should be friends of the same Taoism..."

"If the Taoist priest does not abandon it, just call him a fellow Taoist..."

Zhu Xing is very familiar with his son. He is humble on the surface but is actually arrogant. Those who can be looked up to by him must be not simple characters.

Although he lived in the deep mountains for a long time, he was not isolated from the world. He naturally had a certain understanding of the situation outside. This Nujiao County is a famous county town in southern Qiannan. It is not far from Zhujia Village. He has been there.

"The visitor is a guest, Master Deng, please..."

He walked into the attic with Deng Fan all the way, Zhu Xing was full of politeness.

As soon as he walked into the attic, Deng Fan smelled a strange smell of medicine. He felt his mind clear. He couldn't help but look around with curiosity. In the attic, there were various bamboo furniture. In the center of the huge hall, there was a two-meter-high shrine, which was enshrined in a single-horned golden snake statue with red gold and vivid appearance.

"Why are you still standing there? The distinguished guest is here, and you haven't taken out my long-lasting passion tea that I have treasured for a long time..."

Seeing Deng Fan looking around, Zhu Xing didn't care. Instead, he glared at his son, as if he was blaming him for his lack of eyes.

"Fellow Daoist is so kind..."

Seeing Zhu Xing's attitude was extremely polite, Deng Fan felt thoughtful.

When rituals are given to others, he will ask for something. As for what Zhu Xing is going to do, he did not ask too much. After all, he is not a troublesome person.

"I dare to ask fellow Taoists, this is the guardian god worshipped by your village..."

After looking at the Golden Snake God statue for a long time, I could not see any clues. So a hint of curiosity flashed in Deng Fan's eyes.

There is a reason why he was curious about this statue. Since entering this attic, the "Eye of Origin" between his eyebrows has been pounding for no reason.

After studying for so long, although he is not particularly clear about the divine power of the "Eye of Origin", Deng Fan has not gained no gains.

At least he knew that things that could cause the "Eye of Origin" to sense are not ordinary people.

Since the Eye of Origin resurrection, when he met the second son of the Wu family who was contaminated with ominous blood and turned into a demon, the Eye of Origin resurrection once had an independent resurrection, but this was the second time.

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