"stop."

The middle-aged man drank them, holding a pig-killing knife in his hand, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a strong murderous aura filled his body, as if the ancient demon god had crawled out of hell.

Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang looked at each other. The village was very strange, giving them a very unknown premonition and were about to take action.

The middle-aged man suddenly noticed what Wu Xiao was holding and asked:

"What are you holding in your hand?"

"The mountain map of Nancun." Wu Xiao spread the map and said, "We came here through the map. There is no malice. Please forgive me if you have any disturbance."

The aunt rushed over and said in shock: "A little familiar, familiar?"

"I have seen this. This is a picture that grandpa is in the bottom of his box. This picture is incomplete. The other half is with grandpa." Huya said.

"What are you talking about?" The manure bucket exploded just now, and the old man who was splashing all over came back to clean it. When he saw the map in Wu Xiao's hand, he looked shocked.

He rushed into the house, rummaged through the cabinets, and took out the map that had been buried for many years.

When you connect with the map in Wu Xiao's hand, a complete map is immediately presented to you.

The old man was very excited, his lips trembled and his eyes were filled with tears.

Wu Xiao scanned it casually and three words appeared on it.

"Xihuang Mountain."

"Xihuang Celebrate Xihuang Mountain, Young Master, you are finally here."

The old man knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, very excited, and tears slid down to the ground.

The middle-aged man, aunt, tiger teeth, turned into pieces of stupid people and recovered.

Many villagers from Nan Village gathered here, knelt in front of Wu Xiao, crawling with a solemn expression, kneeling and bowing, and constantly kowtowing.

Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang looked at each other, confused.

After a while, Wu Xiao finally figured out the whole story of this matter. It turned out that the mountain on the side of Nan Village was called Xihuang Mountain.

The villagers of Nancun have guarded this mountain for generations, waiting for their master to return.

These villagers have not practiced, but they are not simple.

Because they have the blood of God.

Although it has been diluted to almost no current level, it is still very powerful.

They have been waiting for the "Xihuang Celebration" to start again.

Celebration of the Western Emperor.

Wu Xiao is not unfamiliar with this word. In the Bronze Gate, the Ghost Princess mentioned that the ancient demon language was a language that only some of the great monsters in that era were qualified to learn.

It was created by the great man who suppressed the heavens.

It is the only language used in the "Xihuang Celebration".

Now that the villagers of Nan Village mention the "Xihuang Celebration" again, Wu Xiao felt it was not simple and wanted to ask in detail, but could no longer ask for useful information.

I just knew that the "Xihuang Celebration" was opened in Xihuang Mountain, and the responsibility of Nan Village was to protect this mountain.

"You tell us such important information, so you are not afraid that we are not the one you are looking for." Wu Xiao felt very strange. Why did the villagers throw out the information without seeing each other?

"Impossible, Young Master, the half map in your hand is hidden in two coffins. It is very complicated to find it, and it is even more complicated to open it."

"Is it hidden in the red jade crystal coffin?" Wu Xiao stared at the old man who was talking.

"That big man didn't say it."

"And others?"

"It is him who asked Nancun to protect Xihuang Mountain for generations, waiting for your arrival at Young Master, and then let you start the 'Xihuang Celebration'."

Wu Xiao finally understood the old man's words.

There is a big man who said that Nancun would protect Xihuang Mountain and wait for a person holding the map in his hand to appear. The person holding the map in his hand is their young master.

Wu Xiao struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask questions.

How to start the Western Emperor Celebration?

What's going on with the bronze door?

What's going on with the Void Vine?

The result is that I don't know anything about it.

Wu Xiao talks about the unlucky things he has experienced these days, and they don’t know what’s going on?

As we chatted, night fell.

The villagers were preparing supper happily, but Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang did not refuse and had a meal with the villagers.

After eating.

Wu Xiao walked to a corner of Nan Village and found that the villagers were not paying attention to him, so he began to contact Li Ming.

She has been holding it in for a day, and she has too many questions to ask.

"Did you let me come to Xihuangshan?" Wu Xiao thought carefully. The big man mentioned by the villagers in Nancun looked like Li Ming no matter how he looked.

"It's not me, it's not me."

Li Ming naturally saw the words of the villagers of Nancun and Wu Xiao, and he also suspected that it was his own plan.

But it's really not him.

He has no memory of this.

How could he be so idle and still have a plan to eat enough?

Dare to say that people who make arrangements must have problems with their brains.

It was obviously very simple, and it had to be so complicated, as if I was worried that someone would harm him.

The person who is planning to be an old silver coin, maybe he is in somewhere at this time?

Wu Xiao asked, "I don't know how the Western Emperor Celebration opens, do you know?"

"How could I know?" Li Ming shook his head, thought for a while, and a few words came out: "How about you going to that mountain tomorrow to see it, maybe you can find some information?"

"It can only be said that all the information points to the Xihuang Mountain and the Xihuang Celebration. I have a premonition that as long as I figure it out, the mystery will be revealed."

"Then come on, figure it out and tell me."

"I tell you, if you finally find out that you are the ones who are doing it, I will kill you." Wu Xiao rolled his eyes and said.

"It can't be me. If it's me, I will live streaming a handstand and shampooing my hair."

Wu Xiao held his cheek and looked puzzled: "I can understand how to wash your hair upside down. What is the live broadcast?"

Li Ming was so idle that he explained to her what the live broadcast was. Wu Xiao finally understood the meaning of live broadcast and laughed at her.

She smiled very well, like a blooming green lotus, holy and beautiful.

Li Ming looked at her, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly frowned because several streams of light appeared above the Nan Village.

"Li Ming, a meteor passes by, it's so beautiful. Did you see it?" Wu Xiao stood up and pointed to the sky.

"I saw it, have you noticed a problem that the shooting stars are coming to you."

"..." Wu Xiao had a dark face, "When will this unlucky constitution be the only one?"

The meteor in the night sky was hitting Nancun and hitting her.

The villagers of Nan Village also felt something and came out to watch. When they saw the meteor was about to fall, they were about to take action when they saw a beautiful white figure jumping up.

Hit the fist out.

A bright blood-red appeared in the night sky.

The blood-red spiritual power turned into the will of fist in the sky, exploding the falling meteor, like fireworks blooming in the void, but it looks quite beautiful.

After blowing the meteor, Wu Xiao was relieved and returned to the ground.

The villagers looked at her with their eyes flashing and their faces full of admiration.

Zuo Xiang looked at her with a strange look, as if the queen's temper had become even more irritable.

That's right, can you not be irritable?

Think about it, I have encountered nothing that happened these days.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died a hundred times long ago.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she felt a little embarrassed and blushed and returned to the room arranged by the villagers to rest.

The left prime minister also came in, and the queen waved her hand and a coffin appeared on the ground.

"Are you?" Zuo Xiang looked confused.

"You sleep in the bed tonight, I sleep in the coffin, good night."

The queen said as she lifted the lid of the coffin, lay in front of her, and then covered the lid of the coffin, which was very skillful.
To be continued...