"Yes, he said he knew some monster hunting..."

Hearing this, Fang Wenyu's face suddenly became a little excited: "Is it him?"

Master Ding asked carefully: "Does he know this person?"

"This is also my guess. Mr. Ding, have you heard of the strange things in Ping'an Town, Feng County a few days ago?"

"I heard that it was a yaksha that pretended to be a river god, but was discovered by the masters and destroyed the yaksha."

Fang Wenyu smiled and said, "As far as I know, that master is not an ordinary person, he is from Jiangnan..."

Hearing this, Master Ding couldn't help but say: "Is what the Lord said is Mo Jieyuan, a talented man in Jiangnan?"

"right!"

"No wonder... the villain felt that this person was very arrogant when he saw it. Speaking of which, it was really possible that it was him. Recently, there were a lot of news about Mo Jieyuan in the city, saying that he was traveling nearby and left a lot of poems."

"I once heard from a colleague that Mo Jieyuan was not only a talented man, but also a master, and catching ghosts and subduing monsters was no problem.

If it were him, the incident of Cangyun Mountain's monster would probably be resolved soon..."

...

Cangyun Mountain, which stretches for more than a hundred miles, is the main transportation route to the east of the Xingping Prefecture area.

Although there was a monster incident, there were still people coming and going, and after all, they still had to make a living.

When Mo Ziming arrived, he happened to meet a caravan preparing to cross the mountain together.

These people were not a group of people, but several groups of people gathered together to enhance their courage.

In fact, even if there is no monster, it is common for people you don’t know each other to cross the mountains together. After all, there are wild animals, even robbers, etc. in the mountains.

If there are more people, you must be safer after all.

"Don't be afraid, I specially asked the amulet of evil-repelling demons from the master. There were not many, one or two silver pieces each..."

A strong man in his thirties was quite brainy and took out a few pieces of talisman paper from his body and started to promote it vigorously.

Don't say it, someone really buys it.

After all, there are many businessmen in this group, and they can buy one or two taels of silver as a safe place.

Soon after, the team set out in a mighty manner.

Mo Ziming followed slowly behind, observing the movement along the way.

When we walked all the way until dark, it was generally said that it was smooth. When we reached a valley, the leader stopped and said that we would camp here for a rest.

So, some people put horses on horses, some people set up tents, some people pick up firewood to make fire, some people run to the river to wash their faces, and some people take out dry food to eat...

Mo Ziming sat on a flat stone, took off the gourd at his waist and drank slowly, while looking at the surrounding environment.

The crowd had enough food and drinks, and arranged a few people to take turns to serve the night, and then they lay down to rest.

But at this time, Mo Ziming disappeared...

The two guys in charge of night-time were drinking and chatting, but after they got drunk, they fell asleep.

After a while, two figures suddenly appeared on the other side of the river and walked over by the water.

The fire was still burning. Through the fire, you can see these two beautiful women, who walked silently, and were lighter than cat steps. Even the soft soil left no trace.

In fact, even if there are some footsteps, it is unlikely that these sleeping men are awake.

When I came to the road, I was tired and slept very heavily.

Secondly, the snoring sounds that broke out on the scene one by one, and even if there is footsteps, they can easily be overwhelmed.

Seeing so many strong men at the scene, the two women looked at each other and began to look for their targets separately.

Soon, the woman in a green skirt found her favorite target...

It was a guy who was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He slept outside the tent, but he set up a tall tent himself, and he must have dreamed of a good dream.

"This is not bad!"

The woman murmured to herself, raised her finger and flicked her fingers slightly, then changed her waist slightly, and actually picked up the guy up like a scarecrow.

Soon, she discovered another one, and took it into her hand as usual.

Not long after, the two girls left the camp, easily carried the four men away, stepped on the water again, and disappeared into the mountains opposite...

After about a stick of incense, the two girls climbed up a steep cliff like flying apes.

There is a protruding rock about twenty feet away from the ground, and an old tree grows on it.
Chapter completed!