Demons Are Rampant, And I, Who Am Invincible In This World, Go Down The Mountain To Save The World.

Chengnan Town.

Wang Jin walked along the bluestone slabs and walked across the quaint arch bridge. There were ducks swimming under the bridge and women holding small boats melodiously swinging by. He passed through this Jiangnan water town and walked straight towards the mountains in the distance. .

Refining magic weapons will naturally produce some strange phenomena, especially since the main material is yellow spring soil. Yin energy will inevitably leak out during the refining process. If it is in a village or town where people gather, it will definitely affect others. Wang Jin doesn't want a haunted drama to appear at Tu Tu Gong's annual temple fair.

It is in the evening, and the setting sun shines down from the clouds, like a red streak falling on the world, dyeing the mountains and valleys red, making the world feel a little more twilight.

The mountain originally had no name, but because Chengnan Town is here, it became known as "Chengnan Mountain" over time.

Wang Jin walked along the mountain path, all the way up. The vegetation in the mountains was untrimmed, showing a wild growth that was completely different from the city.

"When day and night alternate, the yang energy is weak and the yin energy is strong, just like the road to the underworld. Walking through this road, you will go from the human world to the underworld... At this time point, refining the underworld soil is the most suitable." Wang Jin said softly. Whispering, the red string bag on his wrist swayed, Huang Quantu was contained in it.

"Every time my little husband goes down the mountain, he has to refine a magic weapon, but in the end those magic weapons can't accompany you to the end..." Mei Niang's gentle reminiscing voice came from the oil-paper umbrella.

"They are not broken, they are just left in certain places..." Wang Jin shook his head and joked, "Mei Niang, please don't say that my craftsmanship is not good."

These words made Mei Niang smile again and again, "It's too late for the slave family to like it. Just say that this oil-paper umbrella was modified by the young husband. How can any ghost live in it as comfortably as the slave family?"

"Meiniang is not a ghost, but it is true that no ghost is treated like this." Wang Jin laughed dumbly.

At this moment, after taking a few dozen steps forward, my vision suddenly opened up, and an orange grove appeared in front of me, lush and fruitful.

The green and astringent scent of orange hits your face.

Wang Jin sniffed and sighed, "Is there such a lush orange grove in this mountain forest?"

"In the past, this was only possible in deep mountains and old forests. Logically speaking, if there was such an orange grove close to the fireworks place where the people lived, they would have been picked and wrapped by those who had suffered." Mei Niang Yingying road.

Wang Jin nodded, thinking of some changes in modern times, "People today are much better than people in the past. I have seen countless suffering people in the past."

"Has my young husband helped those people before?"

Wang Jin shook his head slightly when he heard the words, "I have helped, but I can't save everyone. How many people are suffering in the world? I can only save what I see... my personal power is too weak after all."

"What I can do is more to get rid of the evil spirits that they can't fight against. As for other aspects..."

At this point, Wang Jin laughed and said, "It is better to teach a man how to fish than to teach him how to fish. Only by relying on your own hands can you truly 'save' yourself. You see, this life is like this, with bright red flags and bustling traffic."

"My little husband is really to my liking." Mei Niang's voice was gentle. After saying this, the oil paper umbrella trembled slightly and released a puff of smoke.

Green smoke curled up, and she walked out of the world in a red dress. She half-covered her face with long sleeves, and the half of her face exposed was enough to make people stunned.

Her red dress was fluttering, and the hem of her skirt was lifted up to reveal her white calves, as well as her delicate feet without shoes and socks. A pair of golden rings hung on her ankles, which collided gently with the owner's movements, and the sound was clear and sweet.

As soon as Mei Niang appeared, she flew up like a cloud and mist, picked an orange from the branch, and peeled off the peel gracefully.

She restrained her aura and looked like an ordinary woman.

If she doesn't restrain herself, her Yin Qi alone will affect the surroundings and even cause the orange grove to wither and rot. However, this method is easy for her.

"Why did Mei Niang appear?" Wang Jin was curious.

Mei Niang landed lightly, without touching the ground, and held Wang Jin's arm, "Because I want to come out and meet my young husband... Your clothes are really the best."

"Because this suit was knitted by Mei Niang herself." Wang Jin couldn't laugh or cry. Is Mei Niang praising her craftsmanship in disguise?

Mei Niang picked up a plump orange and as soon as she put it into her mouth, she narrowed her eyes with soreness and almost burst into tears.

"Very sour?" Wang Jin asked.

"It's not sour. Try it."

With that said, Mei Niang stuffed another orange segment into Wang Jin's mouth.

Wang Jin shivered with soreness, "So sour!"

"If you eat too much, you may have to go to the underworld!"

"Then you eat more." Mei Niang smiled.

"The crackling sound of your abacus can be heard outside Shanhaiguan." Wang Jin glared.

Mei Niang pretended to be a little daughter and said aggrievedly: "My young husband has wronged me, but my family has no plans."

That's what she said, but the crooked corners of her eyes had already betrayed her.

Wang Jin laughed and was happy to play with Mei Niang. If he hadn't been with Mei Niang all these years, he would have been very bored.

In a moment, Mei Niang picked a few oranges from the branches lightly. This time, Mei Niang ate them first with a smile on her lips.

Wang Jin saw the change in Mei Niang's expression and couldn't help but ask, "Is it sweet this time?"

"Hey." Mei Niang handed over the orange with a smile.

Wang Jin ate it in one bite.

Wang Jin: (⊙o⊙)…

Still so sour that it explodes!

When Mei Niang saw this, she immediately covered her face with red sleeves, smiled sweetly, and the flower branches trembled wildly.

"Well, you're such a charming girl, you can actually act." Wang Jin laughed, not annoyed, still looking calm and relaxed.

While the two were laughing, they had already passed through the orange grove.

Wang Jin had just walked out a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

"This place has good feng shui and is suitable for refining weapons."

He looked up at the sky. At this time, the setting sun was hanging in the sky. It had not yet completely sunk into the horizon and was still hanging halfway up the mountain.

"We still have to wait a while. When the sun sets below the horizon, it will be the best time to refine the weapon."

Weapon refining is a technical job that requires not only craftsmanship, but also the right time and place. In other words... you need the right time, place, and right people to refine an excellent magical weapon.

"Um?"

At this moment, Wang Jin lowered his head and saw that the bushes had been trampled down, leaving plum blossom footprints.

Next to the plum blossom footprints, there are some messy beast footprints. What is even more surprising is that these footprints all exude a faint evil spirit!

Not an ordinary beast!

"There are quite a few little demons in this mountain." Mei Niang covered her mouth and chuckled, "It seems... there is also a little vixen."

Wang Jin looked up at the sky again, estimated the approximate time, and then said:

"Go take a look, there's still time."

After saying that, Wang Jin's figure flickered and disappeared out of thin air.

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