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As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, the small mound in front of him suddenly trembled, and then trembled endlessly like an earthquake, as if something was under it and was about to struggle to break through the ground.

"Are you angry?" Lin Mo provoked fearlessly, "If I didn't poke your sore spot, how could you be angry?"

The other party did not lose his mind because of anger, but quickly calmed down, and the small mound stopped shaking.In the gloomy night, this scene aroused many bad associations in Lin Mo, because he suddenly discovered that this mound was exactly the same as a grave mound.

What exactly is buried inside?Is it a plant, an animal, or... a human?

"Why are you silent?" Lin Mo asked solemnly.But this is just for courage, in fact, his legs are almost weak...

The surrounding was very quiet, until Lin Mo thought that the other party would not answer, the voice finally sounded again: "The whole story is like this..."

The time moved forward a little, and Zhu Xiaojiu, who was far away, fell into a difficult situation.Although the fight is over, things are still just beginning.

Hu Bifan suddenly lost his mind, which made it difficult for Zhu Xiaojiu to do so.Not to mention that he couldn't think of a cruel way, but because of the stupid look of the other party, people couldn't feel the pleasure of being tortured at all.

He frowned, and kicked Hu Bifan a few times in disgust, until he sat up a little aggrieved, and then said to Village Chief Hu: "Grandpa, look at this matter, what should we do?"

This "grandpa" really flattered Village Chief Hu, took a deep breath, and said calmly and respectfully: "But according to the order of the immortal master."

Zhu Xiaojiu scratched her head irritably, glanced at Meng Lianzhi, she immediately stepped forward to do the work, and explained the purpose of the two.

"The two immortal masters are going to Mount Hulu?" Village Chief Hu opened his eyes wide, "Go to the Hulu faction..."

"Xingshi asked the crime." Zhu Xiaojiu answered firmly.

Well, very imposing four words!he thought with satisfaction.

In the end, it was Meng Lianzhi who saw Village Chief Hu's expression of hesitation, and asked softly, "This old man, is there something wrong?"

Village Chief Hu hesitated to speak, he looked up at the high mountain covered in clouds and mists, and heaved a long sigh: "Don't dare. I just think of the Hulu sect, which has a lot to do with our Hujia Village." Origin!"

As soon as these words came out, even Meng Lianzhi showed a look of surprise, obviously he knew very little.Zhu Xiaojiu, a foreigner, was even more suspicious.

However, this is not a good place to talk.The two could only suppress their curiosity temporarily, first tied up Hu Bifan, then hastily cleaned the battlefield, and then followed Village Chief Hu into the house, and waited for the hot tea to be served before listening to him tell an old story Come on.

It turned out that the mountain behind him was not called Hulu Mountain at first.This mountain is so high that it is difficult to distinguish its face on weekdays. However, because of a certain legend, it has always been called Guhuangling.

"Guhuangling!" Zhu Xiaojiu couldn't help exclaiming.

He did remember that the only gathering in the cultivation world he had ever attended, the "Exorcism Conference", was held in a place called "Guhuang Ridge"!It was there that Lin Mo's spirit body was invaded by the devil's breath, and his identity was also exposed, which almost made him catch a turtle in his urn.

Is it here?Or, is this just a coincidence of names?

His exclamation frightened Village Chief Hu. He thought he had discovered something wrong and looked at him tremblingly.

Zhu Xiaojiu quickly showed a sweet smile, and asked innocently: "But isn't this place called Hu Lushan? Why did you suddenly change the name?"

This question seemed to touch some of Village Chief Hu's memories. He recalled that day, and his heart was still full of unbelievable and wonderful feelings.

It was an unusual day.

At that time, Village Chief Hu was just a boy younger than Zhu Xiaojiu, and he knew how to play around every day.He still clearly remembers that in the afternoon, because he was greedy for fun, he sneaked out of the village and wanted to go to the nearby town for a stroll.

However, when he came back excitedly, he was surprised to find that he was lost.

Obviously, he has walked the road thousands of times, but it is so strange at this time, how could he get lost?At that time, he suspected that he had remembered the wrong way, so he ran back desperately, wanting to go back to the familiar road first, and walk it again.

In this way, he returned to the first fork on the avenue, carefully chose the direction, carefully confirmed every step, and waited until the end...

"What happened in the end?" Zhu Xiaojiu asked impatiently.The old village chief was obviously a good storyteller, and the goosebumps on his body were getting goosebumps when he told it.

"Then I got home." Village Chief Hu said calmly.

"Ah?!" Zhu Xiaojiu was very dissatisfied with the ending, "Isn't this just a normal way of getting lost!"

Village Chief Hu shook his head solemnly: "After a while, suddenly a gust of wind smashed the clouds, and a huge gray bird soared into the sky from the mountain. Only then did we realize that the mountain that our ancestors relied on for generations was actually It's in the shape of a gourd!"

It has nothing to do with you being lost.Zhu Xiaojiu swears.

However, when people get older, they always like to talk about things in the past, and Zhu Xiaojiu can understand this.I simply let go of this question and asked directly: "So you call this mountain 'Hulu Mountain'?"

Village Chief Hu shook his head again.

Although I found that the shape of this mountain is different from what I thought, it is always difficult for such things as names to change naturally.It was a fairy named Hu Lu who really changed the name of the mountain.

This Hu Lu is from the Hu family village, and according to village head Hu, she is of the same generation as him.This immortal who later created a sect was just an inconspicuous mortal in the beginning.His family was extremely poor, so besides farming, he had to go to the mountains to find some wild fruits and game every day.

It was in this mountain, during the time when Village Chief Hu lost his way until Gray Bird soared into the sky, he got an unusual treasure.

There are different opinions about the origin of this treasure.Some said it was an elixir, some said it was a jade slip, and some said it was a strange magic weapon, but no one really knew what it was.But it was by relying on this treasure that Hu Lu was able to leap from a mortal to a fairy in one fell swoop, and even succeeded in forming an alchemy, creating a school.Although he himself disappeared without a trace later, his sect has continued, and he has recently cultivated a disciple of the Jindan Stage—of course, the latter are supplemented by Meng Lianzhi.

After hearing this, Zhu Xiaojiu felt a little bit concerned.Although he didn't know exactly what happened back then, judging from the key clue of the "giant gray bird" who seemed to be an acquaintance, this mountain might really be the Guhuang Ridge that he had been to.

What needs to be explained is that this monk Hu is a very decent person.At that time, he had great power, and his first reaction was to protect the folks.Therefore, Hujia Village was brought under his protection, and lived a very peaceful and peaceful life.At the same time, he does not hesitate to help outsiders, and he is willing to do good, and his reputation is well-known.

It's just that later, without knowing what happened, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.Only the sect that he created with his own hands and the village that he has protected for more than ten years are left behind.

(Maybe he was tired and ran away. Zhu Xiaojiu thought to himself. He doesn't like hearing this kind of story the most.)

In short, because Hu Lu founded the Hu Lu Sect, although he is no longer around, the mountain was renamed "Hu Lu Mountain" by those who thanked him and his disciples to commemorate it.As for the previous "Guhuang Ridge", like many things, it has been washed away by the long river of time and gradually forgotten by people.

"Huh?" Zhu Xiaojiu noticed something was wrong, "Since you said that Hu Lu is from the Hu family village, even if he left, why would the Hu Lu sect treat the village preferentially? How could this happen today? thing?"

Village Chief Hu sighed again, the wrinkles on his face were crowded together, each line was filled with deep helplessness and sadness: "At the beginning, the Hu Luxian sect treated the villagers quite preferentially, but later..."

Mishaps happen little by little.

The beginning of everything is always so small that it is difficult to detect, so at the beginning, when there was friction between the people of Hujia Village and the disciples of Hu Lu's sect, more people did not take it seriously.

Hu Lushan is so big, and the two families are different from each other. Under the respect of ordinary people to immortals, the so-called friction is actually unbelievably small, and there is really nothing to say.

However, things got worse.

"Wait, when did this happen?" Zhu Xiaojiu asked suddenly.

Meng Lianzhi glanced at him when he heard the words, but also thoughtfully.

"About... more than 20 years ago." Village Chief Hu squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "Yes, at most it was only 25 years ago!"

25 years... Zhu Xiaojiu lowered his head and chewed on this number, as if there was a flash of inspiration in his mind, but it was so fast that he couldn't grasp anything.

"That is to say, in five years, the people sent by Hu Lu are like bewitched by evil spirits. They come out to make trouble from time to time, and their airs are getting bigger and bigger." Perhaps with the support of someone, Village Chief Hu will feel the depression in his heart. The ground poured out, "Afterwards, we didn't communicate much, until today... oh."

He shook his head, feeling both emotional and puzzled, and finally muttered to himself: "It's like being possessed by an evil spirit."

Perhaps, it is really bewitched.Zhu Xiaojiu thought of the black worm that took the shape of evil thoughts, and a smile full of interest appeared on his face.

What does such thick malice mean if it is not born of the human heart?

——Someone is secretly manipulating it!

Zhu Xiaojiu thought of the current situation that Meng Lianzhi had introduced to him: the inexplicably missing strong man, the gradually deteriorating hearts, the constant friction of sects... All these manifestations have concentrated in the past 50 years, and all of these, It seems to vaguely point to an unknown conspiracy.

If the depravity of the morals and hearts of the world is intentional, then what a powerful force is able to control the people of the world!

And he is already in the game, sooner or later there will be a day when he will confront the man in the dark head-on.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaojiu couldn't even control the trembling all over her body - not because of fear, but because of excitement!

From the blood of ancient times, the warlike factor is faintly longing for the most powerful enemy.This instinctive passion to fight surged in his blood, and instantly spread to all senses with the beating of his heart.

At the same time, another question came to his mind - what is the scale of these evil thoughts implanted into the monks?If all of them are used as nourishment for the natural demon species...

Zhu Xiaojiu touched the black bug that only he could see through his sleeve, with a sweet smile on his face.

—he couldn't wait to see what it would bring him.