Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

"I entered Dali Academy at the age of twelve, became an official at the age of sixteen, and resigned at the age of twenty-three because I couldn't stand the officialdom. Now, I am Huang Haoran in Xuanmiao Pavilion."

The wolf demon was stunned and didn't understand a word. He just felt that this man who seemed like a relative of the weasel was extremely generous and majestic.

He quickly closed his open mouth and his eyes became gentle and flattering.

"this……"

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang, I can do it myself."

Zhang Song was as arrogant as anyone throughout his life, and he never submitted to anyone while installing the AC.

"I hold the sun and the moon in my hands and pluck the stars. There is no one like me in the world. I am Bao Zhang, the governor of Luozhou."

The wolf demon gasped, wondering if this person was a high-ranking official.

"My dear guests, please let me lead the way."

The dignified second-level monster, with its body arched and a gentle and ingratiating smile on its face, led the way in front.

Huang Shiqi glanced at Zhang Song and said, "When did you become Bao Zhang? I don't know Bao Zhang or anything like that."

Zhang Song sneered and looked at me sarcastically, then happily returned the tablet to me, and we can still be friends.

After walking thirty miles, Zhang Song's expression changed slightly.

The spiritual energy here is obviously richer, and it has reached the standard of your Golden Light Cave, and this is just the edge.

Spiritual land, third-level spiritual land, and Golden Light Cave cannot meet this standard.

Wild fruits and spiritual grains can be seen everywhere on the road, and there are also some ferocious beasts with intelligence running around.

There was a huge naturally formed stone bridge, standing tall, with rows of huge ancient trees, gurgling water winding down, large tracts of jungle, and even Zhang Song saw a village.

"My two distinguished guests, that is the animal pen." The wolf demon was very proud.

Huang Shiqi nodded, rolled his eyes, and put his hands behind his back.

Zhang Song swung his foot and kicked the opponent away.

Not to mention those working humans, even Huang Shiqi looked at Zhang Song in surprise.

Zhang Song flicked his trouser legs nonchalantly and said, "I don't like the word 'animal pen'."

Seeing the wolf demon with fierce eyes, body bent low, and hair standing on end, he said calmly: "If you dare to lie again, I will send out 100,000 soldiers to slaughter you, Erlangshan."

The wolf demon was weak and after thinking for a while, he felt that he was just a guide, so he ran forward again and instantly forgot that Zhang Song had kicked him hard.

Zhang Song looked at those people, who were no different from livestock, but with glowing faces and strong bodies, much better than the humans he had seen in Dali.

Huang Shiqi was also looking there. There was smoke from cooking fires, a bustling crowd of people, and sounds of laughter floating over.

"Stop!" A tiger lay on the ground, stroking its hands on the ground. It shook its big head, yawned, then narrowed its eyes and fell asleep.

Huang Shiqi snorted coldly, and Zhang Song even closed his eyes with a look of disgust.

"Captain Tiger, these two are honored guests, honored guests who came down from the mountain. Aren't you afraid that the king will blame you for doing this?"

"roll!"

When Zhang Song and the other man saw the Wolf King Cave, their eyes lit up. They had underestimated this monster. It was actually built in an exquisite manner and was much more luxurious than the Golden Light Cave.

All of them are built according to human aesthetic viewpoints.

Many totems are pictures of human struggle and sacrifice.

The status of humans here is even lower than that of the insect slaves in Jinguan Cave, and they are in danger of being used as food at any time.

Zhang Songgan's intelligence has been fully developed. Those who can be called leaders are all above the foundation-building stage, and those who can be called small leaders are all above the golden elixir stage.

There was no need to ask, the Cave Master Wolf King must be a Nascent Soul giant at the same level as his master.

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Walking into the cave, it is clean and there are glowing minerals on both sides. Walking into the central main hall, it feels like a government office.

A middle-aged man stood there, with a typical eagle-like look on his face and long white hair hanging behind his head.

There was a cold and cruel light flashing in his eyes, and his aura was extremely obscure and deep, like the sea, unfathomable.

"Luozhou Governor Bao Zhang, Xuanmiao Pavilion Huang Haoran?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but smile. The Xuanmiao Pavilion was full of foxes. Where did this man come from? This should be the shopkeeper Huang from the Siling Pavilion.

The middle-aged man spoke in a calm tone, and he knew both Xuanmiao Pavilion and Siling Pavilion very well.

He looked at Zhang Song again and shook his head: "The officials of Dali all come from the academy. Which Confucianism are you studying? Why do I feel like the aura of our demon race?"

"Please sit down. No one has come to my Erlang Mountain for a long time."

Zhang Song didn't expect that his identity would be discovered by others as soon as they met.

The tea tastes slightly bitter, but as soon as you take a sip, you'll immediately be greeted by a light fragrance, as if you're holding early spring in your mouth.

"Good tea." Zhang Song took a deep breath through his nose, rolled his throat, and let out a long breath.

If you drink a sip of this kind of tea, you can go a whole day without eating.

There aren't many good things on my Wolf Mountain, and this camellia is one of them.

Huang Haoran took two sips and said, "More tea."

"Can you two please tell me your true intentions?"

Huang Shiqi said casually: "I heard that you have some top-quality mountain products. Do you want to sell them? I'll take as many as you can."

"Are you two here to entertain me?"

Huang Haoran said casually: "I am a fair person. You deliver the goods and I pay for them. We will pay for the goods. I am not the Huang from before."

Zhang Song closed his eyes and concentrated on drinking tea.

He could see that the wolf king was very patient and seemed to be planning something.

"I can give some things to your Siling Pavilion, but I don't want money."

"Give it to me? Thank you so much, Master of the Mountain."

"I want the Heart Cleansing Pills and Pure Yang Pills. I want as many as you can get."

"Think about it first." The mountain master said in a flat tone, his eyes gleaming coldly.

The identity of Siling Pavilion is very useful, but it does not mean that he is afraid. The previous chief of Siling Pavilion was driven out of the mountain gate by him.

"Yes, three Pure Yang Pills, but I want to see the goods."

The mountain master clapped his hands, summoned two human beings, and ordered them to fetch the items.

"Why did this friend Bao come here?" The mountain master felt a little puzzled. His pressure was ineffective on this man, and he could not even feel the manic aura from the demon cultivator.

Zhang Song's face was full of sternness. "It is true that I am from Luozhou. Now when the court recruits people, it does not distinguish between academies and sects."

"Oh, then I am ignorant."

"Some people in the Demon Suppression Division are colluding with the demon tribe, herding demon beasts, and smuggling banned goods. I have no choice but to investigate and come here."

Huang Shiqi looked at Zhang Song. This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes was even more stubborn than himself.

It sounds like it's true.

Zhang Song: "I have captured a few and killed a few. One of the roads leads to Changqing Mountain. I heard that the mountain master has some history with Changqing Mountain, so I came here specially to show my sincerity and see if there is any possibility of joining forces."

The mountain master stared at Zhang Song for a while and nodded slowly. What this man said was true and what he said made sense.

The old deer in Changqing Mountain has been living an arrogant and conceited life in recent years, and there is indeed the shadow of the Demon Suppression Bureau behind him.

There are almost no secrets among the monsters, especially at the gathering held every ten years, the things that Old Zhangzi takes out are all from Dali.

"You want to kill the old deer?"

"Haha, Mountain Master, you are joking. I don't have that ability, let alone that idea. I just want to find out the thief in the Demon Suppression Bureau."

"If possible, let our people in Luozhou handle that line."

The mountain owner was somewhat interested. "How do we cooperate?"

He had been coveting the Dali Dynasty for a long time, and he was reluctant to let the few humans he kept in captivity eat them.

"Minerals, spiritual stones, precious medicines. This officer is responsible for cleaning up the thieves in the Demon Suppression Division, and the mountain master is responsible for the deer king in Changqing Mountain."

"Okay, you can send a thousand people here first."

Zhang Song shook his head: "That's too blatant. And it's okay once or twice, but if it happens too many times, there will definitely be problems."