Old Mrs. Bai is entrenched on the third floor of the underground palace. This is the news Bai Lu told Wei Xun and the others.

"The pangolin detected the information and conveyed it to me, but its whereabouts were exposed and was captured by Mrs. Bai and others."

The white deer wept in sorrow, and its cry was like weeping blood.

"They wanted to lure me over with pangolins, capture me and then search the mountain."

The pangolin is just a kind-hearted monster on Xiaotang Mountain who prefers the mountain god. Unlike the white deer who has followed the mountain god for countless years, he has a deeper understanding of the mountain and can explore the sky, the mountain and the underground with just a stamp of his hoof.

"And if you wear my skin, you won't be targeted by thunder."

The white deer is a spiritual creature in the mountains, and unlike demons, God's punishment will not kill it.

The monsters want to catch the white deer precisely because of this reason.

"Now that they see you throwing yourself into a trap, they should be very happy."

Wei Xun raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xiaoxue. Xiaoxue immediately became excited and quickly reported: "Report to the master, there are no other demonic scents around.

Regardless of whether there is a white deer or not, those old monsters will definitely not remain indifferent to the white deer here.

"The underground palace has three floors?"

"There are more than three floors."

After talking more, the white deer became more courageous and stopped shivering. It recalled: "The pangolin said that this underground palace has five floors in total, but the old monsters dare not go down. It is said that there is a dragon under the underground palace."

"Legend? You don't know if there are dragons in this underground palace."

Wei Xun asked Bai Lu in return, but Bai Lu shook his head helplessly: "I can't come in."

It sighed softly: "This was once the residence of the Mountain God. Even when the Mountain God was still here, he would not let us get close to this place. Because this is the place where the dragon veins are located."

When talking about this matter, Bailu was a little sad: "Hundreds of years ago, the earth shook, the dragon veins were turbulent, the anger collapsed, and there were images of death and silence everywhere. The mountain god asked us to appease the mountains and forests, and went to the place of the underground palace and dragon veins, but sir

He left and never returned. After the mountains and forests returned to life, White Snake went to the underground palace to look for you, but he never came back."

Over time, this place became a forbidden area.

According to Bai Lu, the mountain gods are extremely powerful, and their divine power shrouds the Yanshan Mountains and Taihang Mountains. There are spiritual creatures and beasts everywhere. However, after the death of the mountain gods, their divine power has also been decreasing year by year. Until now, only Xiaotang Mountain and Tianshou Mountain still have the remnants of their divine power.

For the survival of spiritual beasts and spirits.

Yu Hehui asked: "Don't you old demons know that there are dragon veins underneath?"

"Even if I know, I still dare to come."

White Weasel Xiaoxue felt the same way about this: "I haven't seen a dragon in the mountains, rivers and rivers for many years. The so-called dragon vein land only has some remaining breath."

"Besides, what if there is a real dragon?"

Its tone is a bit self-deprecating: "Swallow spiritual ginseng and fly to immortality in the daytime, so as not to practice for decades and still become a wet-born egg-shaped person, a hairy and horned disciple... Ahem, of course, those old monsters hide

He has been cultivating underground in the mountains without seeing the sun and the moon for many years. Although he is powerful, he is still like a frog in a well. He only sticks to the same old rules and is definitely no match for his master."

The real monsters who have adapted to the times have long been mixed with humans. Those who still want to become spirits by eating spiritual ginseng are many old monsters who cannot let go of their old glory and are unwilling to let go of their posture.

The little demons in the clan were all led astray.

The ferret's method of flattering is a bit unfamiliar. After all, it is his first time and he has no experience. Within the clan, he is the ancestor of the yellow robe and the one being photographed.

But it quickly became proficient and even offered to help spy on intelligence.

Not only to submit a certificate to Wei Xun, but more importantly -

The ferret won’t be able to bear being surrounded by bugs any longer!

The white deer was obviously the one that Wei Xun paid the most attention to. When he thought that there were bugs in every brick in the house... Xiaoxue felt itchy all over.

"The white deer still needs you to take care of it."

Wei Xun glanced at Xiaoxue with a half-smile but said casually: "Besides, I also have other arrangements."

"Am I the one Director Cui mentioned about the arrangement?"

After leaving the next door and returning to his room, Wei Xun casually glanced at the stable and safe clay pot in the corner. He wanted to see the growth of the corn shoots, but Mekel was already waiting in the room.

The six-tailed civet cat was still in its cat state, licking its paws out of boredom. Wei Xun noticed that he had many wounds on his body, some of his hair fell off, and he was soaked in bloody evil spirit. He had obviously gone through a lot of battles.

Compared with Yangshou Town, it is not easy for Mekel to establish his power here. Without saying anything else, Wei Xun and Mekel waited for a few minutes, and then someone else came to the door.

It was Augustus, the werewolf who came quietly and concealed his whereabouts.

As the 'monster' camp, their scenic spot tasks are assigned by Bing250, who is in charge of tourists from the monster camp.

"Why so late?"

Augustus complained that although he followed the brigade and listened to the scenic spot missions given by the devil merchant, they were from the 'Taoist camp'. He had been waiting for the news of Bing 250, but he did not expect to wait until now.

It’s almost half past six!

"laugh."

Yu Hehui sneered.

Late? Six-thirty is too early. What a blessing!

You know, Wei Xun originally planned to make it to eight o'clock! Thanks to Team An for his hard work.

When Yu Hehui spoke up, Augustus's face changed, his eyes became more fearful, but he didn't say anything more.

“The purpose of the hostel is to give everyone more time to move freely and a richer journey experience.”

Wei Xun didn't care, he chuckled and said, "My fellow travelers must be very curious about tonight's itinerary, so I'll tell you."

"Before that, let me tell you a story. It is said that thousands of years ago, there was a white snake demon in Xiaotang Mountain who had cultivated into a spirit and was about to transform into a spirit——"

* *

"This "The Legend of White Snake" is not Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian's version."

It was Bai Xiaotian and Yun Lianghan's turn to guard the coffin, and Zhou Xiyang was finally freed to discuss the evening's performance with Ban Ming Taoist.

Bai Xiaotian and Yun Lianghan were average in strength, so Zhou Xiyang was not at ease, but many details had to be seen with his own eyes. Zhou Xiyang decisively left a sunset stone and walked to the west side of the underground palace with Taoist Half Life.

There are many murals on the walls of the side hall, but most of them were damaged by moisture and water vapor. Most of the statues in the middle were also damaged, and only the material could be vaguely seen as white stone and white jade.

"This is not man-made damage, it is the collapse of the 'god statue' that has lost faith."

Taoist Ban Ming did not bring Hongzhi this time. He held the Three Mao Token in his hand, and his thin body was faintly shrouded in divine light. When he walked to the statue, a dim yellow light curtain emerged, vaguely showing a cloud and mist.

, a white jade sacred deer with nine colors.

When the halo of the token dissipated, the figure of the sacred deer also disappeared, just like a dream.

"That white deer next to Director Cui?"

Zhou Xiyang narrowed his eyes.

"right."

The half-life Taoist rarely frowned: "I mean Captain Zhou, I'm afraid it's taboo for us to stop the spirits here."

"This is probably the former residence of the mountain god."

Mountain gods live wherever the earth veins are located. In the mountain system where the dragon veins run through, the dragon veins are more important than the earth veins. It is normal for the mountain gods to have their mansions here.

"Most of the buildings here are from the Ming Dynasty."

Zhou Xiyang's eyes were venomous. He took an instrument and prop and 'dropped' it on the statue and the surrounding sacrificial jades. The statue showed an 'unknown' age, but the sacrificial jades were from the 'Ming Dynasty'.

"Perhaps someone discovered this underground palace in the Ming Dynasty and repaired it."

Ban Ming Taoist said that Xiaotang Mountain is not far from the Eight-Armed Nezha City, and there is an emperor's palace on this mountain, so everything must have been carefully inspected.

"Have you ever seen the Yangshou Town Funeral Palace on the ground? It looks more like a temple."

"right."

Zhou Xiyang said.

After the underground palace appeared, the "Yangshou Town Funeral Palace" on the surface collapsed. Only Zhou Xiyang and the werewolf Orion had seen the true appearance of the funeral palace.

"It's very likely that it was once a 'mountain temple' built in the Ming Dynasty and was converted into a funeral palace by later generations."

Most of the mountain temples are small temples, built in the mountains and forests. The purpose of building mountain temples in such an inappropriate and improper place halfway up Xiaotang Mountain is to worship the underground palace of the mountain gods.

"The mountain temple will not only enshrine the mountain gods, but also enshrine some mountain and wild spiritual creatures. For example, the four immortals of the Hu, Huang, and White Willows, these old monsters who hide in the underground palace to avoid the thunder, are definitely led by one of these few."

Although the five great immortals of "Fox, Yellow, White and Willow Gray" are widely spread among the people, the Gray Immortal "Rat" is mainly worshiped as the God of Warehouse and Wealth. However, in the mountains and forests, wild rats are the common prey of the other four "Great Immortals"

, naturally it is inferior.

"The possibility of yellow immortals and Hu immortals is very low."

Zhou Xiyang understood.

Yu and Hui are Tianhu. If the old demon were Hu Xian, he would definitely come out to pay a visit. What's more, among the people, Hu Xian is called "Master Hu San" and "Mr. Hu San". But now there are no such people among the people.

I have no plans to go to Xiaotangshan.

This is because I dare not, because I have no backing on Xiaotang Mountain.

In the same way, the chance of being Huang Xian is not high. Otherwise, why would the ferret, which can withstand seven thunders and far surpass the willow tree spirit and wild boar spirit, linger in Yangshou Town and not dare to come up?

"You mean, there is a Liuxian deep in the underground palace?"

Liu Xian, Snake Spirit, the shadow play performance in the evening is "The Legend of White Snake", and there are dragon veins underground in Xiaotang Mountain. A series of clues are connected in series, and the possibility of a Liu Xian hidden deep in the underground palace is extremely high!

"wrong."

But the next moment Taoist Ban Ming shook his head: "You didn't go to the East Hall, and you didn't see that there were four 'meat puppets' in this performance."

When they went to explore the East Palace, Zhou Xiyang, as a dutiful son, was responsible for keeping vigil and worshiping the deceased, so he missed key information.

"Making meat puppets damages Yang Qi, so the number arranged will only be a multiple of three. According to people, there are three ghosts, four gods and five, but there are four meat puppets on the stage."

Taoist Ban Ming was very clear: "I originally thought that these children were caused by undercover agents, but there is another possibility."

"That's what these children are playing. They are boys who serve the mountain god."

The power of the gods can shock everything. As a boy who plays the role of a mountain god, there is no need to adhere to the rules of quantity. Their Maoshan sect divides boys into four categories: boys from heaven, boys from temples, boys from previous lives and boys with horoscopes*

Among them, the most common ‘boys from the temple’ are ‘boys from the Fire Temple’, ‘boys from the Yama Temple’, ‘boys from the Mountain Temple’, ‘boys from the Earth Temple’ and ‘boys from the Laojun Temple’*

It is common sense that all mountain gods have children around them.

"If the four meat puppets are playing the roles of the mountain temple boys, then the white snake in tonight's play cannot be a monster, but a spiritual creature serving the mountain god, on the same level as the white deer."

"Monsters respect their ancestors the most. Where the white snake spirit suppresses them, the old snake monsters dare not make mistakes. Young snakes are not affected much."

Taoist Ban Ming said sadly: "Looking at it this way, the old demon hidden deep in the underground palace is most likely Bai Daxian."

Bai Daxian, the old lady Bai, is the hedgehog spirit.

Bai Xian is proficient in witchcraft and is the best at curing diseases. If all the five immortals swallow the ginseng essence, it will gain the greatest benefit. But while he is the best at curing diseases, Bai Xian is also the best at hiding and dispersing diseases, making it difficult for people to prevent them.

A funeral involves the underground palace of the mountain god and a group of monsters. No wonder it is a task with the team leader's difficulty assessment!

Thinking of this half-lived Taoist, he suddenly felt worried. The third scenic spot could not be like this. What should we do when the fourth scenic spot blessed by Bing250 came?

"not good!"

At this moment, Zhou Xiyang's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly ran quickly: "Bai Xiaotian and the others were attacked!"

Taoist Ban Ming's face changed when he heard that, and he ran faster than Zhou Xiyang. Their speed was simply inhuman, and they returned to the room in less than a few seconds. Zhou Xiyang held a gun, and Taoist Ban Ming held a talisman in his left hand and a token in his right hand.

After rushing in, fully armed but vigilant, they only saw Yun Lianghan collapsed on the ground with a frightened face, and Bai Xiaotian, who was still calm, but the paper man on his shoulders became wet.

"Where is the enemy?"

Zhou Xiyang scanned the surroundings with a sharp hawk-like gaze, moving forward cautiously, but to his surprise, Coffin, Bai Xiaotian and Yun Lianghan were all fine. At most, they were a little frightened.

...To be able to scare Yun Lianghan and the others like this is definitely a big shock.

"It's underground!"

Yun Lianghan recovered relatively quickly, and murmured in shock: "I didn't feel the slightest breath, it suddenly appeared from the ground. Its mouth was as big as a wheel, and it swallowed Bai Xiaotian directly——"
Chapter completed!