After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Huangrong Mountain is located at the junction of the lower realm of Tianjing and Liyuan. It used to be considered a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Since the war between the heaven and the devil hundreds of years ago, the mountain has been burning for more than several years.

Later, due to the invasion of evil spirits, all kinds of strange plants and trees grew wildly, and there were even ferocious beasts that could hurt people in the mountains. Everyone's expression changed when they heard about it, and no one dared to enter, turning it into a barren mountain.

Until not long ago, a group of cultivators were entrusted by the people and came to Huangrong Mountain, preparing to capture an evil spirit in the mountain that sucked the souls of many living beings.

According to what the people say, this evil spirit often takes the form of a young woman, a handsome man, or even a young child. It makes a pitiful appearance of being injured at the foot of Huangrong Mountain. When someone passes by, it is dragged into the mountain, where it eats flesh and blood and sucks their souls. Today, more than a hundred people have been victimized.

So the people thought of sealing Huangrong Mountain so that it would no longer be accessible. But that night, all the family members whose relatives had died had the same dream without exception.

The eldest son of one of the wealthy families named Wang disappeared in Huangrong Mountain three months ago, and the mother almost went blind with tears.

Inviting waves of talented people and strangers, but not surprisingly, there was no result. Either they left and never came back, or they were scared out of their wits, went crazy or ran away all night, and it has just been spent until now.

On the night when the decision was made to close the mountain, the mistress of the Wang family almost cried to death again, and was fed some tranquilizers before falling into a coma.

In the blur of sleep, she seemed to hear her son's cries and screams, and kept calling her mother to save me, crying fiercely and with blood.

The mistress of the Wang family was heartbroken when she heard this. She followed the light in her dream and stumbled into an ancient house.

In the center of the open garden, there were countless people standing crowded together. Most of them were men. They were in ragged clothes and had sallow faces. Without exception, they were all crying, but they did not dare to make too much noise, and only dared to whisper. He nodded and sobbed softly.

There were also two men sitting in the pavilion, dressed in snow-white robes, with long hair touching the floor, and charming faces. They were drinking and barbecuing, looking very unhappy.

Mrs. Wang was so frightened that she could only hide not far away, constantly looking for traces of her son in the crowd, but she looked around but couldn't find him.

Just when she was getting anxious, she suddenly saw someone standing on the grill in the pavilion, whimpering and crying. Mrs. Wang felt that she looked familiar, and when she took a closer look, wasn't it her eldest son?

She was so frightened that she almost wanted to leave her body. She was frozen in place, unable to move. She could only watch helplessly as one of the men used a dagger to cut off the flesh of the prince's thigh, and then put it into his mouth in front of her!

The man seemed to be aware of Mrs. Wang's presence. He chewed the meat with relish and turned his head towards Mrs. Wang's hiding place. His mouth was dripping with blood, and he laughed heartily and said in a high-pitched voice: "Madam, you gave birth to a good son. It’s really fresh and tender.”

Mrs. Wang couldn't hold it back any longer, she screamed, woke up from her dream, dripping with cold sweat, and muttered something vaguely.

The maid invited the doctor to see her overnight, but the doctor couldn't tell why she came. She just said she was frightened and needed to be treated well.

By dawn the next day, the whole city was in an uproar. Someone was missing at home. The dream he had that night was almost the same as Mrs. Wang's. The people were outraged and demanded an explanation from the prefect of Huangcheng, otherwise they would report to the court.

The prefect had no choice but to invite cultivators from nearby sects to deal with the matter in order to quell the anger of the people.

No one knows what happened next. They only know that it was Mazha who single-handedly quelled the demons in Huangrong Mountain. The disciples of the sect also narrowly escaped being poisoned after entering the mountain. It was Mazha who saved the lives of that group of people. , and sent them out of the mountain safely.

Counting all his previous merits, he was recommended, soared into the sky and entered Tianjing.

Hearing Hongran say this, Yuan Qing snorted with great disdain and said in a sarcastic tone: "Is it him? If he hadn't been busy quelling the remnants of the Chaotic Mist Ruins some time ago and couldn't spare any manpower, he would have received this great merit of human life. Him? It’s just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.”

Hongran shook his head: "I only know this much about the specifics. Ma Zha is always impeccable in his work. But if he can't clear himself out of this matter, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to work in Beijing again."

Lan Yu stood at the foot of the mountain, enjoying the shade of a locust tree, with an uncertain expression on his face. He raised his foot and kicked Yuan Qing, who was squatting at his feet and was lazy, and said in a calm tone: "When did the priest in charge of Huangrong Mountain Coming?"

"It won't be long. Not long after Mazha settled the matter, the higher-ups sent someone to take over. It shouldn't be long."

Lan Yu raised his eyebrows, holding the nanmu bracelet in his palm. He stopped talking and waited at the entrance of Huangrong Mountain for the priest to come to meet him.

Not long after, a young man hurriedly appeared at the entrance of the mountain. When he saw Lan Yu and his party, he hurried forward and bowed to greet you: "The envoy of Huangrong Mountain has seen all the great lords, but the little ones are not welcome from afar. I hope you will forgive me, please forgive me."

Lan Yu glanced at him and took the initiative to speak: "What's your name?"

The young man probably didn't expect that Lan Yu would ask him his name. His body stiffened and his head hung lower: "To tell you what the adults say, my name is Lian Hua."

Lan Yu withdrew his gaze from him, put the bracelet on his wrist, raised his eyes, and signaled: "Lead the way."

"Yes, sir, please follow me."

Yuan Qing dragged Hong Ran and followed Lan Yu, got close to Lan Yu's ear, and asked in a low voice: "What, do you think there is something wrong with him?"

The vegetation in the mountains is dense. When walking on the mountain road, the hem of your clothes scrapes against the branches and makes a rustling sound, which seems a bit abrupt and strange in the silence.

Lan Yu rolled up his sleeves, deliberately slowed down his pace, and put a few steps away from Lian Hua, who was leading the way.

He turned his head sideways and looked at Yuan Qing with a bit of disgust in his eyes: "Who is problematic in your eyes? You will never make mistakes easily if you are careful, idiot."

Yuan Qing was stabbed by him, his eyes widened and he was about to shed his hair on the spot. He was pressed down by Hong Ran in a hurry: "We are now incarnate, and we cannot show our true bodies at will, not even one-tenth of the usual ones. What if?" If something happens, we may not be able to fight back. The matter is very important and we can't get involved casually. It's better to listen to Lan Yu and be careful."

Yuan Qing gritted his teeth angrily and couldn't do anything to Lan Yu, so he groaned angrily beside him.

Under the guidance of Lian Hua, the three of them soon saw the stone road where Yun Yi's body was found.

The stone road is located at the northern entrance of Huangrong Mountain. It is adjacent to a steep cliff and is on the shady side. The plants are especially lush. The trees in the forest block the sky and the sun. It is obviously noon, and the deeper you go, the less daylight you feel.

There were still large stains of dried blood on the stone slab, as well as some pieces of mutilated limbs, which looked even more shocking after being exposed to the sun.

Lan Yu frowned and looked at the dead branches on the cliff beside the road. He turned back and looked at Lian Hua, his eyes getting darker: "Did you discover it?"

Lian Hua nodded and replied respectfully: "Yes, that day when the villain came back from the mountain to eliminate the mountain spirits, he saw a corpse dumped here. After checking it, he saw that it was an immortal king with an official seal. He did not dare to delay and reported it overnight. .”