After carefully studying the distribution of the big monsters and monster kings, Wei Hao determined that these monster caves were the nodes of each formation.
When he was being chased and intercepted in the capital, Yuan Hong, an old bastard, also used similar methods.
"Probably he wants to trap this generation Yunzhongjun to death."
But there was one thing that Wei Hao found very strange. Since he knew that Yun Zhongjun was here, he could just fight, so why bother?
He was walking on the mountain road with his shoes on. The mountain road was a little muddy and slippery because of the rain and dew. Wei Hao walked forward with a stick and found that there were many homes nearby, some mountain passes, and many small market towns.
Although it can't be said to be very big, it does have a unique feeling.
In the mountains, there is a street with bluestone slabs as the road and brick and stone courtyard walls. From a distance, it looks like a hazy painting.
The painting is of a mountain town in the mist and rain.
Tuk, Tuk, Tuk, Tuk...
When the mango shoes stepped on the bluestone, the sound was clear and loud, attracting many merchants to look around.
New faces from other places always attract attention when they arrive at a place.
Wei Hao, who was wearing a bamboo hat, had no one chasing him. In fact, he was nine feet tall, broad-shouldered, and had a round waist, so he was not easy to mess with.
In addition, with a long sword on his waist, no one dares to offend such a swordsman who travels around the world.
"Oh..."
"I see."
When we arrived in the mountain town, at one end of the street, a big tree served as a road sign, like a gateway, dividing the external road into two.
On the other end, the water gurgled forward, flowing from the ditch, from top to bottom, as if it would never stop.
People here get water from it.
There are many women washing rice and vegetables, and there are also children playing in bamboo boats, watching the bamboo boats racing in the stream.
Wei Hao's dusty appearance makes people guess that he is a traveler who has been on a long journey.
The only inn in the area that operates, the shopkeeper poked his head around, as if mustering up the courage, and boldly shouted: "Strong man, do you want to hit the tip?"
"What's there to eat?"
After straightening the bamboo hat, Wei Hao turned around to ask questions and at the same time looked at the shopkeeper, a middle-aged man with one-third of his face covered in snake scales.
In the street market, there are many people with demonic characteristics, including snakes, insects, tigers and wolves, and some even have mushrooms or flowers growing on their heads.
At first glance, it looks like a monster in disguise.
But after seeing it with Wei Hao's fiery eyes, he knew that this was not a monster in disguise, but a descendant of the human race, just a little bit special.
However, just because Wei Hao was able to see through the strange characteristics of these people, it doesn't mean that others can too.
The mist and rain around us are a unique blinding method. To ordinary people, the local residents they see probably look like ordinary people.
Just because you have monster characteristics doesn't mean you're not human.
Like the "Great God of the North Sea" Yu Qiang, he does not look like a normal person, but he is indeed a human being, and he is the ancestor of the people and the queen of the emperor.
The ancient holy kings often had elf concubines, and there were countless non-human women in their harems. The offspring they gave birth to were naturally of various shapes.
In fact, most of the evil gods are the sons or daughters of the ancient holy kings.
Wei Hao guessed that the people here might be descendants of a certain generation of Yun Zhongjun.
"The most famous thing in the local area is 'Fenglong Wonton'. If a strong man has any taboos, tell him about it first so that he can be prepared."
"As long as it's not a living person, I can eat a little bit of anything."
His voice was so rich that those who heard it felt like their heads and chests were buzzing. The children who were laughing and joking just now became more serious now, looking from a distance, and even their own bamboo boats drifted a lot. Even though it's far away, I don't dare to chase it.
"The strong man is joking, this is the 'Fenglong Township', and he has accumulated virtues and done good deeds for many generations..."
"'Fenglong Township'? What a good name."
Wei Hao nodded and was full of praise, which made the innkeeper very happy. While inviting Wei Hao to come in, he called out something inside, but the words he spoke were not in dialect.
This could not be hidden from others, but not from Wei Hao. He had already mastered the dialects of the entire Daxia, but what the shopkeeper spoke was not any of them.
The syllable changes are more like an alternative language.
Seeing Wei Hao's indifferent expression, the shopkeeper still explained: "My wife's family is here. She doesn't go out all year round, so she won't be allowed to come out to entertain."
"It doesn't matter."
Wei Hao waved his hand, looked around, and then asked: "Is 'Feng' the surname here?"
"Exactly."
The shopkeeper didn't expect Wei Hao to make the point so he was a little stunned, but he still explained, "My ancestor has the surname Feng, and I don't know how many generations have passed."
"My surname is Feng."
Wei Hao, with a somewhat emotional tone, paused and recalled something, "It's really hard to come by the word 'feng'."
Standing tall on the sky and on the earth, it is a monument.
Recalling the experience of the underworld, I feel disappointed.
"What the strong man said is true. Our ancestors also had to overcome thorns and thorns before they reached the land of today's size."
"To live and work peacefully here, it's really not enough to just overcome thorns and thorns."
As soon as Wei Hao said this, the shopkeeper's expression changed obviously, but Wei Hao didn't care, but urged, "Hurry up and get a plate of these 'Fenglong Wontons'. I rushed all the way, but I was a little empty. "
"Strong man, wait a moment. My wife has already lit a fire. All we need to do is boil the water and make some tea."
"Then it will be hard work."
After that, he took out a silver coin and handed it to the shopkeeper.
Wei Hao put down his bamboo hat, raincoat, and cane, and was wearing a linen short coat. He held his belly in one hand and the handle of the knife in the other, and went out to walk around casually.
As I walked and looked around, I realized that there was no evil spirit here, it was just a mountainous countryside with a thriving population.
Observing along the way, the center of the market is the local ancestral hall, the ancestral hall of the Feng surname.
There are many people inside and outside, and the incense is quite strong.
"It's something that can make big demons and demon kings afraid to come in."
The starlight was obscured a lot by the mist and rain, but generally it could be seen that there was a ray of starlight going straight through here.
"It turns out it's not snake scales."
When he saw the scales on the face of the innkeeper, Wei Hao originally thought they were snake scales, but when he arrived at the Feng Ancestral Temple, Wei Hao overturned this judgment.
Ancestral temples often have dragon patterns. From the outside gate, you can see that what is being worshiped in the central hall is not the ranking of ancestors, but a dragon.
"Are you from outside?"
Wei Hao, who was observing carefully, was suddenly interrupted by a milky question.
I looked down and saw that it was a little baby, about five or six years old. If it weren't for the horns on its head and the tail on its back, it would be just like an ordinary child.
He came out from behind the door of the ancestral temple, holding on to the door frame with both hands, as if he was about to hide in at any time.
"I am indeed from outside."
"where?"
"What?"
"Where did it come from outside?"
Wufeng County? Beiyang Prefecture?
Wei Hao thought for a moment and said, "It came from the Yangtze River."
"How beautiful the upper mausoleum is, but how cold the wind is at the lower end. When I ask the guest where he comes from, the words come from the middle of the water..."
"Hahahahahaha..."
Wei Hao laughed immediately after hearing this, "Yes, I did come from the middle of the water."
"immortal?"
The little doll tilted his head and asked with confusion.
Wei Hao shook his head.
"monster?"
he asked again.
Wei Hao shook his head again.
"Then how could you come from the water?"
"I have good martial arts skills and can cross a river with a reed, so I can come naturally."
When the little baby heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "You have such skills, can you teach me?"
"You want to learn?"
"Um."
"I have other skills, which are better than Yiwei's ability to cross the river."
"Can you kill demons?"
"cannot."
Wei Hao shook his head honestly. What he wanted to teach was naturally the skill of calculating and calculating.
But it was obvious that this little baby was not interested in this.
"Why do you want to learn how to slay demons?"
"This way we can plant more crops."
"..."
Wei Hao, whose brain was in knots, figured out the logic at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this little kid had indeed thought it through.
Here, if you don't get rid of the monsters, you can't even imagine that you can easily open up wasteland for farming.
"The monsters from Dongshan have occupied a mountain col. If we beat them away, we can plant rice in the valley."
Very simple, very innocent, and also very simple and crude.
But Wei Hao also admitted that this was indeed effective.
"If you grow rice in the valley, aren't you afraid of flash floods?"
"If the mountain god disobeys, his statue will be taken out and paraded through the streets. If he still disobeys, he will be whipped."
"..."
good idea!
Wei Hao's eyes lit up, this little doll was a bit small, but it was very satisfying to him.
Coupled with the tall horns and small tail behind her, it reminded me of Sister Bai.
There is a sense of intimacy, the only difference is probably that Sister Bai is much kinder and gentler.
"You look young, but you are very courageous. You dare to let the mountain god roam the streets."
"The mountain god took the tribute, but still had a flash flood. This is just taking money and not doing anything. Let me ask for justice. It is reasonable."
"Not bad, not bad...your qualifications really make me love talents."
The more Wei Hao watches, the more he likes it. With a brain circuit like this, he is very suitable to inherit his mantle.
If one day my life comes to an end and I find a successor like this to pass down all the messy things, it will be quite gratifying.
"However, the mountain god is a god after all. What if he is from the same family as the god of heaven? Maybe the god of heaven will punish you."
"I won't pay attention to anyone who is unfair."
"Hahahahahaha..."
Wei Hao laughed and became even more happy. This little guy is a bit interesting.
"Do you know what I saw when I came from outside?"
"What did you see?"
"The big demon, the demon king, has surrounded this 'Fenglong Township', three levels inside and three levels outside."
"This is a common thing. We in Fenglong Township have always had a bad relationship with the monsters around us who dominate the mountains and dominate the mountains."
The little baby said seriously, and then added, "But we are not afraid either. Our 'Fenglong Township' is not someone to be trifled with."
He also clenched his fists and waved them with great momentum, but he was a little immature.
At this time, the shopkeeper of the guest house shouted loudly: "Strong man, strong man, the 'Fenglong Wonton' is ready, do you want it while it's hot?"
"I'll come right away."
Wei Hao replied, then clasped his fists at the little baby and said, "I'll eat and drink first before taking my leave."
"While you're eating wontons, think about it and teach me how to slay demons."
Holding on to the doorframe, the little kid reminded Wei Hao loudly.
"Okay, maybe I can teach you how to do it when I'm happy."
After waving his hand, Wei Hao headed towards the guest house without looking back.
And at the gate of the ancestral hall of the Feng family, the little doll continued to hum: "...The red-winged bird in the sea is followed by the white wild geese. The mountains and forests are opening and closing, and I don't know the sun and the moon..."
This is romantic language, but it is not the innocence of a nursery rhyme.
Following this humming, the positions of the surrounding demons and the demon king seemed to change.
However, the change was a bit beyond Wei Hao's expectation. Instead of moving closer, there were faint signs of scattering.
It was like meeting a natural enemy.
Is it because of yourself?
Wei Hao was in the guest house, frowning and thinking.
But after thinking about it, I felt that was not the case.
"It should be because of that little baby."
Judging from the corners of its head and tail, it should be a serious dragon species. Although it does not have dragon aura, Wei Hao has been so deeply involved with the dragon clan that there is no way he could be mistaken.
"Well……"
"Could he be this generation of Yunzhongjun?"
"According to the descriptions of Xiong Dongxi and Mao Nanbei, it is not impossible..."
In addition, the surrounding demon kings and big demons are mostly spirits such as pythons and anacondas. It is normal for them to be afraid of dragons by nature.
"I thought Yun Zhongjun would be a birdman..."
"I didn't expect that not only was he not a birdman, he was also a dragonman."
After taking a sip of the wonton soup, I saw that the soup was white in color, with a large handful of garlic leaves and chopped green onion sprinkled on top. The aroma was rolling in the steam, which really whetted my appetite.
After eating a wonton, I discovered that the "Fenglong Wonton" was actually shaped like a dragon's tooth.
"Shopkeeper, why are there crab meat in your wonton stuffing?"
"Oh, the strong man really has the tongue of an emperor, and he actually ate out the essence in one bite. Yes, the wontons in this humble place, how can others think that they are not delicacies?"
The shopkeeper looked complacent there, and then asked Wei Hao: "I wonder if a strong man has ever killed a monster?"
"Walking around in the world is inevitable. As long as you can kill monsters and ghosts, you will inevitably draw your sword."
"A strong man has good skills. But..."
The shopkeeper pondered for a moment and then asked, "Can a strong man dare to feed on monsters?"
"To be honest, I have actually eaten it."
It's not a question of whether you dare or not, but how much you can eat.
Wei Hao has already figured out the subtlety of "Fenglong Wonton", which is made from the meat of some kind of crab monster. Those who like to eat it will definitely enjoy it; those who don't like it will probably not touch it.
"That's good!"
The shopkeeper rubbed his hands, threw the rag for wiping the table over his shoulder, and said with a smile, "The filling of this 'Fenglong Wonton' is the crab meat of the crab monster."
"No wonder I taste the taste of the 'Ba Shi Sanxiong' Ba Erlang..."
"That's right. When it comes to the best crab meat, the first one is... eh?"
Suddenly, the shopkeeper was stunned, blinked his eyes, and then looked at Wei Hao in disbelief.
"Wontons alone are a little less interesting. I see there are a lot of pythons in the mountains outside. They are big and good products. Why not catch them. No matter how fat or thin you are, you can make salt-and-pepper snake meat..."
"..."
The more the shopkeeper listened, the more outrageous he felt. He blinked and looked at Wei Hao carefully.
Who is this?
It is actually more vigorous than my "Feng Leong Township"!