Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

Ye Zeyan hurriedly covered his sister's mouth. It was our fault for pretending to be the mountain god. If we apologize and explain the situation, maybe the mountain god can forgive them.

But if my sister does this, she will anger the mountain god.

"Master Mountain God, my sister is still a child, don't..." blame her.

But before Ye Zeyan finished speaking, he saw the white-bearded old man with a smile on his face, "Yan Bao, right? You can pretend to be whatever you want and play whatever you want, as long as you are happy."

Ye Zeyan:......

Everyone: What is this mountain god talking about?

Isn't this also a fake?

Xiao Yanbao was also stunned. Is she so fierce? The mountain god became frightened as soon as he crossed his waist.

Hahaha, how come this old man with a white beard is as courageous as the King of Hell?

This time, you don’t need to owe the King of Hell any favors, you can settle it yourself.

Tang Wu: Is this the real Mountain God? Why are you still looking so fawning over this little baby? What's going on? What's going on?

"Lord Mountain God? They are impersonating you and ruining your reputation. Are you sure you don't care?" Tang Wu wanted to struggle again.

The old man with the white beard raised the steel fork in his hand and poked Tang Wu in the butt, "Are you teaching me something?"

Tang Wu screamed in pain, "Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh, Mountain God, please forgive me, ahhhhh..."

Dahuang covered his ears in the Ruyi bag, and he just wanted to imitate me, but he still screamed so unpleasantly.

Human beings, even if they say they are powerful, at critical moments, they have to imitate me.

Xiao Yanbao turned his face to one side, this mountain god is quite cruel.

"Remember, you can mess with me, but you can't mess with Yanbao."

Xiao Yanbao: This old man with a white beard is so cool.

"Master Mountain God, remember, I remember. I won't mess with this little ancestor, and I don't dare to mess with you either."

The mountain god nodded with satisfaction and pulled out the steel fork in his hand. Tang Wu let out another cry of pain.

The mountain god looked at his steel fork and then at Tang Wu, muttering, "Does it hurt that much? When I forked the wild boar, the wild boar didn't scream like that."

Everyone grinned.

Tang Wu rolled his eyes and fainted.

The mountain god glanced at Tang Wu, "I'd better run away quickly, or else I'll get a slap on my butt if this guy starts to pursue me soon."

"Yanbao, I've taught him a lesson for you, so I'm going back first so I won't delay your play. When you go back, just call me and I'll bring you some game back."

Xiao Yanbao smiled crookedly, this old man with a white beard was more generous than the King of Hell.

"Okay, I have the mountain god to prepare some more prey for me."

The mountain god agreed, turned around and disappeared into the mountains.

The hostages and the soldiers could no longer describe the shock they felt at this moment.

What is the origin of this little milk baby? Is he a god from heaven who has come down to earth?

Why does the mountain god seem a little afraid of this little milk baby, and why does he take the initiative to bring game back to others?

Su Jiyun's face was calm, not much surprised. After all, he had seen the King of Hell treat Xiao Yanbao with respect.

Maybe this fairy sister is the god who rules the three realms.

Ye Zeyan kicked Tang Wu on the ground, "The mountain god is gone, stop pretending."

Tang Wu wanted to hold back his screams, but Ye Zeyan kicked his butt. It hurt so much that he couldn't hold it back.

"Are you going to arrest my brother?" Xiao Yanbao pointed at Tang Wu and asked fiercely.

Tang Wu shook his head like a rattle, "Little ancestor, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore."

Ye Zeyan pointed to the two soldiers with bruises and swollen faces next to him, "Take him into the house for me. I have something to ask him."

The two soldiers finally saw the situation in front of them clearly and walked up to Tang Wu, "Boss Tang, I'm offended."

The two men picked up Tang Wu and left, not caring about the injuries on his buttocks.

Tang Wu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart: You two had better follow these living ancestors, or see how I kill you.

Su Jiyun led everyone and followed Xiao Yanbao and the others into the house.

They were caught here for varying lengths of time, but he was the latest to be caught.

But they still don't know who caught them here.

They don't know why they were caught here.

Now they want to hear the truth.

"Tell me, who sent these people here and what is their purpose?" Ye Zeyan asked in a deep voice.

Ye Zeyan felt that since Tang Wu was so frightened by the mountain god, he shouldn't need his sister to stick the True Word Talisman, and he didn't dare to lie.

"Master, can I ask first, who are you?" Tang Wu asked.

"This is the fourth prince of the current dynasty." Su Jiyun said from the side.

Tang Wuyi trembled, and the bit of luck he had in his heart was gone.

Everyone was so frightened that they all knelt down.

No wonder this young man looks extraordinary, he turns out to be the fourth prince, and the prince's sister is the princess.

Ye Zeyan waved his hand, "Everyone, please get up. No need to be polite."

"These people were sent here by Shangsheng, the Minister of War, to be hostages. Their families were all useful to Shanda, but refused to give in, so Shanda captured the people they cared about most."

Only now did these people know why they were caught here and by whom.

"Do you have Lin Yao's mother here?" Xiao Yanbao asked, looking at everyone.

Mrs. Lin walked out of the crowd and said, "My son's name is Lin Yao. He is the defender of Yushaoguan."

Xiao Yanbao took out the handkerchief and handed it to Mrs. Lin, "Grandma, do you think this handkerchief belongs to you?"

Mrs. Lin took the handkerchief and nodded without even looking at it a second time: "It's mine, it's mine. My handkerchief was snatched away by the group of people who escorted me here. How could it be in your hands?"

Xiao Yanbao smiled sweetly, "Your son gave it to us and asked me to help find you."

Mrs. Lin's lips trembled, "It's Yao'er, my Yao'er. They didn't force my son to do anything bad, right? If so, my old lady will be a sinner for the ages."

Xiao Yanbao glanced at his brother. A good boy cannot lie. How should she answer?

"Old man, your son is very good. I will take you to see him after I finish handling the matters here." Ye Zeyan said.

Xiao Yanbao smiled sweetly at his brother, it was great to have him.

Ye Zeyan asked everyone one by one whether their sons, husbands, or fathers were either generals in the army or officials in the court, except Su Jiyun.

Su Chengye neither worked in the army nor was an official in the court. At most, his family was relatively wealthy.

But there are many wealthy families like the Su family in the capital. Why did they arrest Mr. Su instead of other wealthy families? Is there any hidden secret in this?

I asked Su Jiyun, but Su Jiyun didn't know either.

I have never heard my father say anything special about the Su family, that is, their ancestors served as officials in the court.

Could it be that the ancestors of the Sheng family had a grudge against the ancestors of the Su family, and Sheng Wenbai wanted to avenge his ancestors?

"Brother, since brother Ji Yun doesn't know, let's ask Mr. Su when we send him back."

Ye Zeyan nodded, that was all he could do.