This day, after noon.

Qingyuan enters the mountain.

During this period, someone saw him and after asking, he hurriedly persuaded him, fearing that something might happen to him in the mountains.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, Xiaoyu is afraid that he is no longer lucky.

But Qing Dynasty had insisted on it and finally entered the mountains.

The deep mountains and old forests, the wilderness is withered and silent.

There is no human voice, only birds and insects.

The sight of the eyes is full of traces of birds and animals.

When Qingyuan walked in the mountains and watched everywhere, he also had some knowledge of Feng Shui and felt that the terrain in the mountains was quite extraordinary.

"The direction of the mountains nearby, the terrain is flowing, and the feng shui is excellent. It is truly a creation of heaven and earth, and it is a magical craft."

He walked in the mountains, holding a long sword in his hand, and his murderous aura was released, which was enough to scare away ordinary little beasts.

This is the periphery of the mountains, and there are few ferocious birds and beasts.

"Where should the moon fall tonight when the moonlight shines?"

Qingyuan walks around, watching the terrain, bumpy and undulating, and winding lines.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed and he looked at the mountain.

The peak is not high, but there is a thatched cottage built on the top of the peak.

The thatched cottage is neither high nor wide, covering an area of ​​about three meters.

In the deep mountains and old forests, wild animals appear, and people actually live here?

Qingyuan showed a look of shock.

He went forward and climbed the mountain.

There was no one in the thatched cottage.

But there were no weeds around the thatched cottage. Looking from the window, there was no dust inside. It was obviously not abandoned and there were still people living there.

"I wonder which master hermit?"

Kiyohara did not dare to trek in, so she retreated.

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw a terrain and his eyes lit up.

"The four sides are high and shallow in the middle are like treasure pots. The streams and rivers around can gather water and moonlight."

"If the moonlight is in the middle of the sky tonight, it should be the most intense."

"If it is skewed, it may not be."

Qingyuan only found the place where the moon was most likely to gather when it was in the sky.

But the moon rises, not necessarily in the middle of the sky, and the moon may be in various directions, and where the moonlight condenses, there are different places.

"We need to search."

"Fortunately, the weather is good and it won't cover up the moonlight."

...

It's night.

No wind, no rain, no clouds.

The sky is full of stars and the moon is in the sky.

The moonlight is clear and it is falling.

The mountains are no longer dark and low, but they are clear.

Birds and beasts all sing, but only insects and birds sway at night.

Sometimes there are some long roars, like a wolf howling, which makes people shudder.

But at this night, there was another figure quietly coming out of the cave.

It resembles a human body, but it is covered in hair, as dark as ink, as ape or a monkey.

But after closer inspection, there is a difference.

Although it has black hair all over its body, it has a bunch of white hair on its head, its ears are drooping shoulders, and its long arms are above its knees, almost to the ground.

Compared with the apes and monkeys, its body is almost as tall as ordinary people, and it can be a natural outlier among the apes.

Its eyes were light golden, with a little vigilance, and he watched around.

After a while, it made sure nothing happened before returning to the hole. After a while, a girl was brought out.

The little girl had a pretty face and a delicate face, but she was extremely haggard and dying.

This mandrill, which looks like a monkey, clamps the little girl to the left with one hand and goes forward.

The moonlight in that place is the most intense.

It does not recognize the essence of the sun and the moon, but it is driven by instinct, but it has a natural desire.

It is agile, climbs mountains and ridges, and is extremely fast. Even if it is a girl under its ribs, it seems to have no effect.

However, just as it was about to climb the mountain, there was another rustling sound, as if something was passing through the grass quickly.

The mandrill suddenly stopped and stopped.

"I found you."

A voice came from the woods, with a breath of relief.

Then, a bright and white palm appeared among the vines hanging from the trees, which seemed to be shining under the moonlight.

The palm of his hand spread apart the vines.

After the dense grass and trees, a person slowly walked out.

The person who came was clear and tall. He was wearing a light white dress with blue stripes, and a short stick was inserted diagonally around his waist, which seemed to be made of iron.

Qingyuan pointed directly at the long sword and said, "Let her down and spare your life."

Before leaving, Qingyuan had already sharpened the rust with the long knife. At this moment, the blade was filled with moonlight, and it was cold and cold.

Especially under Qingyuan's subtle movements, the murderous aura gradually relaxed and the evil evil gradually emerged.

It fell into the eyes of the mandrill, like a sea of ​​corpses and blood, rushing towards you.

It took a few steps back and showed a look of fear.

Then he let go of the little girl.

The little girl fell to the ground, snorted and fell asleep.

Seeing that she was not hurt, Kiyohara was just listless, she breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just between this gap, the mandrill suddenly let out a long roar, and it jumped three feet and pounced on it.

"I wasn't scared away by murderous intent?"

Qingyuan's eyes were slightly condensed, but he was prepared for it and lifted up his coat immediately.

I saw several talisman papers tightly attached to the middle clothes.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is natural.

But when it fell into the eyes of the mandrill, the young man suddenly lifted his coat and then flames emerged all over his body, making it hard to stop being hot, making it retreat.

The flames burned, and the young man was in the fire, looking dull.

Qingyuan looked at the mandrill in front of him and showed a look of surprise.

The long sword is sharp and murderous, like a sea of ​​blood.

In the eyes of these monsters, the fire talisman is no less than the burning of flames.

Based on these two things alone, it should be enough to deal with monsters that are generally not in the mainstream and have not achieved magic power.

But although this mandrill was afraid, he was still eager to move.

"This mandrill..."

Qingyuan was secretly surprised.

Those who cultivate magic power can be called monsters.

If the magic power has not been achieved, but the wisdom is generated, or who already knows how to breathe and practice, they are called genius.

However, although these monsters are wise, they are unable to do so. Everything is dominated by their own nature.

Among the rumors, there are often some cunning and cunning monsters who walk in the mountains, are roared by the ferocious tiger and wolf, and are shocked by the tiger's power. They are frightened and trembled, and are eventually eaten by the tiger and wolf.

These tigers and wolves are often not intelligent and magical, and are only considered ordinary beasts.

Qingyuan originally thought that the long sword and fire talisman, the blood evil energy and the flame fire energy inside were more shocking than the tiger and wolf.
To be continued...