Relying on the mountains and rivers, living in the fields.

The wooden houses in the small village are looming, and there are nearly hundreds of families living there. Only the sound of chickens crowing and dog barking are heard from afar, and the smoke from cooking is rising. Most farmers should get up to make breakfast and prepare for work.

"Young Master, we're here!"

Anu's crisp voice came from outside.

Su Chen closed his eyes cross-legged, opened his eyes and stood up, lifted the curtain of the boat and went out.

The cold wind on the river surface is a bit cold.

But I saw the surface of the ship armor covered with snow-like white frost. Anu's shoe prints stepped on, leaving a shallow delicate mark, elegant and interesting.

"Go and go and have a look!"

Su Chen and Anu got off the black-sailed boat, tied it up on the shore, and took three white lotus heroes to the ancient small mountain village to take a look.

This small village is not big, and chickens and dogs are heard from each other. A stranger enters the village, and more than a dozen local dogs raised in the village bark and run out.

But when they saw Su Chen, Anu and the other two and the three Kong Wu's white lotus strong men, they seemed to smell some terrible aura, and they immediately stopped and shrank back in fear.

Su Chen entered the ancient village and asked the elderly in the village if he had heard of the appearance of immortals or magical things in this area.

He did not say much hope. He had searched many famous mountains, ancient sites and villages before, but no abnormal people appeared.

When the elderly and women and children in the village heard this, they really shook their heads.

"Our small village has never heard of any immortals for hundreds of years."

"However, this Mangshan is a sacred mountain that is difficult to climb. It is said that after crossing this mountain, it is a big mountain and a siege, poor mountain and bad water. Tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves often appear. No hunter dares to enter, and most of them cannot get out after entering."

"However, there are still people who dare to go there. At the corner of the foot of the village, there was a woodcutter, whose surname was Wu. This woodcutter Wu often went into the mountains to cut woodcuts and wood, and every time he cut down a tree and returned.

The most amazing thing is that he has never been bitten by a jackal for decades. However, this Wu Qiaofu is aloof and rarely comes into contact with his peers in the village except for going into the mountains to cut woodcutters."

Su Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a little joyful and surprised.

Since this woodcutter surnamed Wu can enter the dangerous mountains freely, he obviously has some skills. He is afraid that he is a first-class master living in seclusion here, or even a master.

Of course, such capable people and strange people will know more than ordinary people. If there is anything magical about Mangshan, it will definitely be clearer than others.
Chapter completed!