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Chapter 376 Trade Fair

Bringing the black box, Chen Xiaofan and Ye Xueer left.

They wrapped their bodies with divine power all the way, and walked forward in silence.

There may be other secrets hidden on the holy mountain, and they need to deal with the hidden dangers left by the previous god.

Go out of the mountain and enter another mountain peak, which is extremely narrow with strange rocks.

But with the power of divine power, it can be easily climbed.

On the top of the mountain is the residence of the little god. This time the god is a bit weird. He is skinny, but very tall.

When the two of Chen Xiaofan arrived, he acted calmly.

"Holy Lord, are you here to find something?"

He stood in front of the two of them and spoke calmly.

Chen Xiaofan thought to himself, gods have supernatural powers, they can sense the surrounding situation, the death of the old mountain god on the mountain just now, probably has been known by many little gods.

This matter cannot be concealed, the old man of the mountain god died too fast, and it is difficult for him to conceal it.

"Take it out and show me."

Now that they know, there is no need to talk nonsense.

The god who was as thin as a bamboo pole in front of him cooperated very much and handed over the black box.

As Chen Xiaofan thought, it was indeed the box made of black stones, the size was exactly the same as the one on his body.

Don't think too much, what is hidden inside should be the fingers of the white-haired monster again.

After receiving the box, Chen Xiaofan didn't turn around and leave with it, instead he threw the black box back.

"You continue to look after it, just like before."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Ye Xueer was at a loss, shouldn't she take that thing away?
Before leaving, Chen Xiaofan looked at the thin bamboo pole-like god, his body trembled slightly, obviously a little scared.

Chen Xiaofan didn't threaten, let alone say anything.

The mountain god silently watched the two leave, not daring to say much.

In the following time, Chen Xiaofan and Ye Xueer traveled all over the mountains within the holy mountain range.

Following the fragments of Chen Xiaofan's memory, he searched all the hiding places.

He also met all the mountain gods within the range of the holy mountain.

They have strange appearances and different shapes, but whether they are tall and mighty or small as a palm, they all respect Chen Xiaofan and dare not make mistakes.

Chen Xiaofan didn't care about them, he walked all the way, but he didn't collect the boxes, took a look, and then threw them all back.

Let them take care of it, and it will be business as usual.

The mountain gods didn't dare to say anything, but when they respectfully sent Chen Xiaofan away, they were somewhat scared.

After the matter was over, the two walked towards the main peak of the holy mountain.

Back on the holy mountain, the villagers had already cleaned up the ruins of the palace that had been bombarded by the thunder calamity.

The second round of repairs should be tomorrow.

The two sat on the flat ground on the top of the mountain, with only a black box in front of them.

Chen Xiaofan was silent, Ye Xueer was always curious.

Looking at the black box in front of him, Chen Xiaofan rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache.

This thing is a hot potato, and it's something they can't keep.

Taking risks to open the black box will bring bad results.

The box in front of them should have been hidden by the old mountain god, but now it is in their hands.

The fingers of the white-haired monster. Poisonous
This is really not a good thing.

How should we deal with it?
Chen Xiaofan was thinking.

I met a white-haired monster before, when Chen Xiaofan was just an ordinary person, the white-haired monster didn't hurt him, maybe it was just not interested in him.

Now that it has become a god, the gods and the white-haired monster are irreconcilable, and this thing must not be returned to them.

What's more, it's a severed finger. Obviously it was cut off. If he were to face the white-haired monster, Chen Xiaofan would definitely die alone.

One head and two big.

"Xiaofan, why don't we take back the black boxes in the hands of other mountain gods?"

Ye Xueer frowned and asked.

Chen Xiaofan sighed slightly.

"I'm afraid it's a wrong decision to collect this thing this time."

"is my problem"

"I should have thought that the previous god was selfish, and he was willing to hand over such important things to the mountain god. The only possibility is these things, and he dare not touch them."

Ye Xueer listened carefully.

Chen Xiaofan went on to say:

"He is the weakest of the twelve gods, and he is persecuted by the heavenly tribulation. If the black box can be exchanged for benefits, he will never hesitate."

"Since you don't change it, it only means that there is a problem with this thing, whether it's the source or its function."

The girl nodded, looking at the black box in front of her, it was indeed a trouble.

"Then do you want to hand over this thing?"

Her meaning is very clear, to the organization of the gods, to the gods.

Chen Xiaofan shook his head.

"I'm afraid not."

It seems that handing it over to the god organization is the best way to deal with it, but after thinking about it, the previous god didn't do this. He chose to give this thing to the little god on the holy mountain to take care of it.

There are two explanations for his behavior.First, he wants to use these things, but he has Thunder Tribulation in his body, so he can't keep them, so he can only hand them over to other gods.

Second, handing it over to the god organization will not benefit you, and it may even be dangerous.

Chen Xiaofan told Ye Xueer her thoughts, and she felt that the things involved were too complicated.

"There is also a very important point, who gave this thing to him."

Ye Xueer raised a question, and Chen Xiaofan was also thinking.

The former god was trapped by thunder calamity, and basically spent his whole life on the holy mountain, hiding in the palace.

These ten or so black boxes couldn't have been brought by those little gods on the top of the mountain, could they?
They don't have that ability.

Who gave the black box is the key.

When absorbing the gold thread, Chen Xiaofan knew about these things, it seemed that it was carried out in the Twelve Gods Fair.

It's not right to think about it, if it's a deal from the Twelve Gods, then there's no need for him to hide it.

And at the last meeting of the Twelve Gods, they talked about catching long-haired monsters. If it was really a trade between the Twelve Gods, shouldn't they come to the Holy Mountain immediately to ask for these fingers?
Thinking of this, Chen Xiaofan looked at Ye Xueer beside him.

"Xue'er, have you heard of the trade fair of the Twelve Gods?"

She nodded slightly.

"I heard that the gods will organize trade fairs. On the surface, it is said that they are the trade fairs of the twelve main gods, but only a few of them are too limited. Later, they expanded into a trade fair of all gods. There are different things in each mountain. They can exchange resources. As we have seen with the black stones, they can also be purchased at fairs."

Chen Xiaofan raised his eyebrows, thinking that he might have found the origin of these black boxes.

As a person who has been hiding in the holy mountain all his life, his only chance to get in touch with the outside world is the trade fair.

The dozen or so black boxes on the holy mountain were found there.

Ye Xueer instantly understood Chen Xiaofan's question, the black box in front of her should have been brought back from that trade fair.

Chen Xiaofan looked at Xue'er, and asked in a low voice:
"How often does the transaction take place? When is the next time?"

Ye Xueer thought about it, she would always prepare something to trade for the previous god.

"Once a month, the last fair was ten or so days before I met you"

"Calculated carefully, the next trade fair will be in five days."

Chen Xiaofan thought, after five days?

Then, wouldn't he be able to operate at the fair of the gods?
On the one hand, get rid of the hot potato in your hand, on the other hand, you can also inquire about the news of your companions in the deep mountains, and see if there is anything you can buy by the way.

Get more in one fell swoop.

But there is a problem. I don't know if the trade fair can hide appearance and identity like the meeting of the twelve gods.

If not, as the Twelve Gods, his identity is too dazzling, and he does not know how many eyes are staring at him.

"Xue'er, did that guy prepare any means to hide his identity before going to the trade fair?"

She knew what Chen Xiaofan was thinking, he wanted to hide his identity and go to the fair to dispose of the black box, but things might not go as he wished, so he sighed regretfully.

"He did, but Lei Jie smashed the palace into ashes and annihilated everything, and everything was gone."

Chen Xiaofan feels a little regretful, it seems that the trade fair is different from the meeting of the Twelve Gods, they can't hide their identities.

There are still five days before the trade fair, so he must prepare well in advance.

In the restricted area, among the people he knew, except Ye Xueer, the patriarch.

The only ones who can come in handy are his two allies in the Twelve Gods.

You have to find a way to fool them, and get something to hide your identity from them.

Thinking of this, the night has gradually deepened.

Chen Xiaofan picked up the black box, with a movement of divine power, the divine power turned into a ring and became a storage space.

He hid the black box and kept it close to his body.

He is a god and doesn't need to sleep, but thinking of Ye Xueer running with him for a day in a mortal body, explaining and discussing with him, he must be tired.

"I'll take you back to the village to rest."

Ye Xue'er didn't reply, but suddenly she fell on Chen Xiaofan's shoulder and murmured.

Looking back, she was too sleepy to hold on, Chen Xiaofan felt a little guilty.

Just as he got up and wanted to hug her up, he found that there seemed to be a shadow on the ground in front of him.

My mind was tense, and I was sweating coldly.

The two of them were on the top of the holy mountain, and the surroundings were cleaned up by the clansmen. Where did the shadows as thick as tree trunks come from?

And this shadow.
It made him feel very familiar. He had seen it when the snow was swaying.

The divine power in the body surged, and he adjusted himself to the best state.

"Give me back your finger."

The voice behind him was like pouring cold water on Chen Xiaofan's head.

The divine power in his body dissipated in an instant, and he turned his head slowly, and there was a huge white-haired monster standing behind him.

Its eyes are slightly flooded, shining with wisdom.

(End of this chapter)