What a good mountain, what a good forest.
In the bleak winter, it was full of vitality.
Such a scene in this season would be considered normal if it was in Miaojiang. However, they were in the north of the Yangtze River. It was the coldest time of the year. The mountain was green, and it was not evergreen like pine and cypress. There was something wrong with it. Moreover, the uncle and nephew were obviously not ordinary people. They could see things that ordinary people could not detect.
"Let's take a look." Chang Qingshan walked over.
"This is?" Sun Zhengrong looked in that direction and then looked at Wang Yao.
"Dr. Wang?"
"Let's take a look," Wang Yao said with a smile. He wanted to see what the uncle and nephew were going to do.
The uncle and nephew continued to move forward. The closer they got to Nanshan Hill, the more excited they became. They had been expressionless for the past two days, but they could not hide the excitement on their faces.
How could it be?
In such a place?
"Why are they so excited?"
"I can guess," Wang Yao said with a smile.
They must have felt the rich spirit in this world, so they were excited.
"Stop!"
Wang Yao said in a low voice.
Then, Zhang Qingshan and Zhang Yuantong felt an invisible wall of Qi blocking them. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't move forward even half an inch.
What was this?
Array!
"Step back," Zhang Qingshan said.
Zhang Yuantong stepped back decisively. Wang Yao was diagonally in front of him. He wanted to see what Zhang Qingshan was going to do.
Then, he saw Zhang Qingshan fiddling. His body made some strange movements, like some kind of exorcism dance. His limbs were bent at an amazing angle, making crisp sounds.
What was going on?
Wang Yao could feel that the momentum of Zhang Qingshan's body was obviously rising. The Qi and blood in his body became unusually vigorous.
Secret method?
What was the use of this?
The reason why the uncle and nephew could not move forward was that Wang Yao released his neixi and communicated with the Qi of this world. Then, he formed a wall of Qi in front of them, preventing them from moving forward. This was not an array. It was martial arts or Taoism. He seemed to want to break the array with force.
He did not even understand the principle. How could he break it?
In the end, he busied himself for half a day without any results.
Wang Yao felt quite happy.
This person knew Kung Fu, and his cultivation level was not low. His methods were also strange. He had gained some knowledge.
"Uncle."
"Strange," Zhang Qingshan said.
"You can't enter this place," Wang Yao said calmly.
"Why?" Zhang Qingshan asked.
"The people inside don't want you to go in. If you continue to stay here, you might be in danger."
Zhang Qingshan frowned slightly after hearing this. However, he didn't give up. Instead, he changed locations and tried again.
In the end, there was another change this time. There was a sudden explosion in the air, and then his whole body was sent flying. He did two and a half somersaults in the air. He originally wanted to perform a perfect landing move, but for some reason, he lost his balance and landed face first on the ground.
What a failure!
After he stood up, his face did not turn into the color of a pig's lung due to anger. Instead, it turned a little pale. Of course, it was just a little pale. After all, his face was originally dark, the kind that was dark. No matter how pale it was, it could not be that pale.
"How is this possible?!"
At the moment, he was shocked and panicked.
At the moment, he hadn't seen the person, but the invisible means had arrived first. Moreover, it was so accurate. This kind of means was simply unheard of.
When he was in Nanjiang, he had seen many strange people and strange things. He had seen the so-called "masters," but none of them had the means now. Not to mention having the means now, even those who were close to it were not.
What is this?
Land immortal!
With a thud, he knelt on the ground.
Zhang Yuantong, who was behind him, saw the situation and knelt on the ground.
"Senior, we didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive us."
"Why are they kneeling?" Sun Zhengrong, who was on the side, saw the situation and was surprised.
The uncle and nephew did not know, but he was very clear that the owner of Nanshan Hill was the young man standing in front of him. Zhang Qingshan's wonderful actions just now must have been thanks to him.
At this time, Wang Yao was standing in a somewhat special position. He was diagonally facing the uncle and nephew who were kneeling on the ground.
His hands were behind his back.
His right hand gently turned over and then suddenly pressed down.
Whoosh! A gust of wind blew toward the uncle and nephew. The wind blew so hard that they could not kneel steadily.
Get lost!
A voice, like thunder, came from all directions. It seemed to be everywhere.
This also shocked Sun Zhengrong.
This is too mysterious!
He looked at Wang Yao in surprise.
His expression was so calm. Wasn't the movement you made just now a bit too big?
"Thank you, senior!" Zhang Qingshan knelt on the ground and said loudly.
"Thank you, do you know that you have been fooled?"
The crisis was resolved just like that.
On the way down the mountain, the uncle and nephew did not speak for a long time.
"Director Sun." This time, they changed the way they addressed Sun Zhengrong.
"What's the matter?"
"Please don't spread what happened on the mountain just now."
"Definitely."
"Do you know who lives on the mountain?" Zhang Qingshan asked.
"This?" Sun Zhengrong looked at Wang Yao.
"Master."
"Master?"
"Yes, master."
He did not know how the uncle and nephew would react after knowing that the person living on the mountain was Wang Yao. Would they run over and fight with him?
"Uncle, who lives on the mountain?"
"I don't know, don't talk about it!" Zhang Qingshan said.
This ability was definitely not something they could guess. Although they did not know why the person with such high cultivation was willing to stay in such a small mountain village, one thing was certain. He was definitely not someone they could provoke.
"It seems that the death of that branch should be related to the master."
"Then why didn't he take care of those insects?"
After a long silence, Zhang Qingshan made such a deduction. "Maybe he doesn't know?"
"He doesn't know?"
"Yes, Xiang Yu has the strength to move mountains and rivers and the courage to defeat three armies, but he knows nothing about Miaojiang witchcraft," Zhang Qingshan said. It was the first time he had said so much.
"I understand." His nephew was still simple and straightforward.
"Dr. Wang, what you did just now was really amazing!" Sun Zhengrong exclaimed.
"You flatter me."
"If they know it's you, they might get angry."
"They won't," Wang Yao said. "They are very alert to outsiders and will not take the initiative to ask. Even if they know, I have a way to deal with it."
In the next two days, the uncle and nephew were very quiet. They simply looked for insects and killed them. They did not do anything excessive.
"Very good," Wang Yao said.
Three days later, at noon.
"The matter has been resolved," Zhang Qingshan said expressionlessly.
"No more insects?" Wang Yao was still not at ease. After all, this was the village he lived in. His family was here. There could not be any accidents.
"No, we are looking for a place."
"Thank you for your trouble," Sun Zhengrong said.
"I have prepared a banquet to see you two off."
"No need." Zhang Qingshan refused unreasonably.
"Okay, next time. I will arrange for someone to send you to the airport." Sun Zhengrong did not care. There was no displeasure on his face. If it were other people, they would have died many times.
"Okay."
After lunch, the uncle and nephew left by car.
Sun Zhengrong was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he drove Wang Yao back to the mountain village.
"I am really sorry about this matter."
"It's good that it has been resolved," Wang Yao said.
"Where did those two people come from?"
"Miaojiang, a stockade with a history of nearly 1,000 years," Sun Zhengrong said.
He only knew of their existence by chance. They lived in the depths of the mountains. On the surface, they looked no different from ordinary Miaojiang people. However, some people in their stockade were proficient in Miaojiang witchcraft. Moreover, they formed their own lineage that had been passed down for hundreds of years. However, their rules were somewhat unique and could not be revealed to the outside world. This time, he paid a huge price to ask the uncle and nephew to come out and help.
"Hundreds of years of history?"
Miaojiang?
Wang Yao looked out of the window.
"What a pity."
"What?" Sun Zhengrong was stunned. He did not know why Wang Yao said the word "pity".
"Zhang Qingshan will not live long."
"Ah?!"
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