Happy son-in-law

At this time, the white-bearded mage continued to babble and dance on the stage, and the villagers below got the "divine water", and they all looked at the white-bearded mage with a fascination on their faces, and many people couldn't help but kneel and kowtow to thank them.

After Yang Chen told the truth, Ma Tao was better, as a martial arts cultivator, he knew that there were too many unbelievable things in this world.

But Xu Qinglan looked calm on the surface, but a trace of panic clearly flashed in her eyes.

This is fundamentally different from her previous worldview.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Xu Qinglan always feels that the white-bearded mage always glances at her intentionally or unintentionally.

The three of them took advantage of everyone's inattention to secretly pour out the "divine water", and then found an excuse to return to the old man's house.

"Brother Yang, that white-bearded mage, is it really a big mallet?" Ma Tao asked in surprise.

Yang Chen smiled and nodded, put the "hair" that had been pulled off the heads of those Dao boys just now on the table, and said, "The big stick mallet is pretending to be a ghost here with the vine spirit tree monster.

"It's good that we happened to bump into us, otherwise the people in this village will probably become the food of that mallet for generations!"

"This..."

Ma Tao was surprised, "You mean, the strange things that happened in this village before are all related to that mallet?"

Yang Chen nodded, just now he had sorted out the whole thing through observation.

That big mallet, which had done so many strange things before, was to stir up the whole village in panic.

Then it appeared as a mage, and was naturally sought after by the villagers.

One of the characteristics of the mallet spirit is that it is very fun-loving, and it enjoys the deference of the villagers to it.

The important thing is that it makes the villagers willingly drink the "divine water" it gives is the point.

In fact, the mallet is not really harmful to the living villagers.

It's just that after the villagers drink the "divine water" every year, their flesh will mutate, and after they die naturally, they will become the best nutrients for the mallet.

Therefore, all the people in this village, in the eyes of the mallet, are its nutrients, and everything it does is just to cultivate fertilizer nutrients for itself.

"This old thing is wicked!"

After Ma Tao heard what Yang Chen said, he asked again, "What is that divine water?"

Yang Chen said: "That's nothing special, it's just a liquid extracted from the rotting beast corpses on the mountain..."

While spitting and crying, he said, "I was curious just now, so I dipped my finger in a little bit and tasted..."

Yang Chen was amused and laughed, "Curiosity kills cats, do you understand?"

Xu Qinglan couldn't laugh, everything Yang Chen said just now was too bizarre.

If it comes out of someone else's mouth, she won't believe it if she is killed.

I asked curiously, "Since that person is the wild mountain we are looking for... Mallet, why didn't you catch it just now?

Ma Tao also vomited at this time, and then echoed, "That's it, I should have rushed up just now to beat this disgusting guy back to his original form!"

Yang Chen shook his head and said, "First, I don't think that thing is only two thousand years old, so it's not easy to deal with.

"Second, and most importantly, the mallet, it must be caught where it grows, and if you do it here, even if you catch it, it will quickly turn to ashes."

After hearing this, Ma Tao suddenly seemed a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Then let's go out and stare at it, I see that the old monster is almost done."

"We secretly followed behind, the screen mountain is so big, if we wait for them to go up, it will be difficult to find them."

Yang Chen shook his head and said, "It's useless, the mallets of the big year are very vigilant, as long as someone follows them, they will definitely be discovered."

"So what are we going to do?" Ma Tao frowned.

Yang Chen smiled, "Don't worry, that old monster will take the initiative to take us there later."

Ma Tao looked puzzled, and couldn't guess the other party's mind at all.

Yang Chen turned his head and smiled at Xu Qinglan, who hadn't spoken from beginning to end, and said, "Strictly speaking, that old monster will take the initiative to take Qinglan up."

"Me?"

Xu Qinglan was confused, because she didn't know anything about this, so she didn't interject just now.

But I didn't expect it to go around and around, and it would suddenly go around her head.

However, Xu Qinglan was so smart, seeing Yang Chen's expression, she quickly understood.

Presumably, the mallet also took a fancy to her special Xuanyin physique.

No wonder I always felt that the old monster was staring at me from time to time, it turned out to be because of this.

The two looked at each other tacitly, only Ma Tao was confused next to him.

However, Yang Chen didn't explain anything to him, he didn't have much contact with Ma Tao now, and some things couldn't be known to him for the time being.

Sure enough, after a while, the owner of this house, that is, the old man, hurriedly ran back to the house, dancing at Yang Chen and the others, and said excitedly, "You have hit a lot of luck, the mage wants to see you in person, this is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes!"

As he was talking, the white-bearded mage also walked in, glanced up and down at Xu Qinglan, and said, "Girl, I just saw a fairy aura on your head, which is a sign of a fairy relationship."

"Coincidentally, I have a pair of immortal medicine on the mountain, which can prolong your life after eating it, and can also enhance your fortune and open your immortal aperture, are you willing to go up the mountain with me to get it?"

The old man was drooling when he heard it, his face was full of envy, and he hurriedly said, "Girl, thank you yet!"

Xu Qinglan stood up and said respectfully, "Then thank you, Master, I am willing to go up the mountain with you, but my two companions will also follow me."

"It's okay!"

An imperceptible hint of cunning flashed in the whitebeard mage's eyes, and he said, "Without further ado, let's set off immediately."

So under the envious eyes of a group of smart people, Yang Chen and the three of them followed the white-bearded mage and his party towards the mountain.

The path in the mountains twists and turns, and every moment it diverges for several days, and the vegetation is dense, and the fog thickens the further you go.

If it weren't for the white-bearded mage leading the way, ordinary people would definitely get lost.

The white-bearded mage was at the front, and several Dao boys followed last, as if they were afraid that the three of them would escape.

Yang Chen and Ma Tao quietly protected Xu Qinglan in the middle.

On the way, the three of them pretended not to know anything, and chatted with the whitebeard mage.

After about three hours of circumambulation, he came to a clearing surrounded by white mist, and the whitebeard mage stopped.

turned around and gave the three of them an extremely weird smile.

"Mage, where's the elixir?"

Ma Tao took a small half step in front of Xu Qinglan, clenched his fists tightly, and prepared for battle.

The whitebeard mage smiled, "Right behind you."

Xu Qinglan turned her head to look, and suddenly screamed in fright.

I saw the Dao Tong who was following behind, with a sad smile on their faces, and then countless thumb-thick vines grew out of them like earthworms.

The vines were like twisted snakes, and in the blink of an eye, they firmly wrapped the legs of the three of them.

The whitebeard mage let out a sinister smile, "It's your honor to be nourishment for me. With

that, the beard on his body swelled, and in an instant, he wrapped towards the three of them.

"Die!"

Ma Tao's body shook violently, preparing to break away from these vines with the power of luck.

But at this time, he suddenly found that those vines were very strong, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of half a point at all.

At this moment, a blood-red light suddenly shone for a moment.

Ahh

Yang Chen flicked it lightly, and a cluster of blood-red flames jumped on his fingertips.

With a sudden flick, those Dao boys were instantly enveloped in blood-red flames.

Ahh

In the blink of an eye, it was burned to ashes.

The white-bearded mage's face suddenly froze, his body froze, and he plunged into the earth, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Want to run?

Yang Chen smiled coldly, raised one leg, and stomped on the ground fiercely.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the entire ground under his feet shook for a moment.

Poof!

At the same time, in the place where the white-bearded mage had just entered the ground, a wild ginseng leaf with a rhizome as thick as a rolling pin broke through the ground.

A ginseng that is two or three meters tall, with rhizomes as thick as rolling pins, leaves larger than a palm, and red seeds the size of a baby's fist on the top leap into view.

The mountain ginseng shook wildly, the wind was raging all around, and the sand and rocks were flying, as if it was making a final struggle.

Yang Chen pointed with one hand, and a red light burst out from his fingertips.

I saw that the red light turned into a rope that shone with blood-red light, and in the blink of an eye, a large net was formed, and it went down towards the mountain ginseng.

The ginseng shook wildly and let out a terrifying whining sound.

After a while, the movement became smaller and smaller.

After tossing and turning for several minutes, he slowly regained his composure.

Ma Tao's eyes widened, and he circled around the mountain ginseng, which was more than twice as tall as him, while making a slurping sound from his mouth.

"it!"

Ma Tao, who has always been polite when he spoke, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, "With such a big one, how many years does the mallet have underground!"

Yang Chen smiled, "You have to dig it out and take a look." "

Let me do it, I'm an expert in this!"

Ma Tao took out the tools from his backpack, rolled up his sleeves and started to work.

Digging ginseng is a technical task, which requires a solid theoretical foundation and rich experience, as well as meticulous patience.

Especially with such a large strain of mountain ginseng, a beard the thickness of a hair is a big loss.

Ma Tao's family started as a medicinal herb, and he is very knowledgeable in this regard.

As he continued to dig down, Ma Tao's movements became slower and slower.

Gradually, some beards as thick as thumbs were revealed, Ma Tao simply knelt on one leg in the dirt and carefully cleaned it with a brush.

was busy until dawn, Ma Tao was so tired that he almost collapsed, his clothes were already soaked with sweat, and his head was full of beads of sweat the size of beans.

As the last whisker was cleared, the whole old ginseng was completely exposed.

After seeing the whole picture of this old ginseng buried in the ground, Ma Tao almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of old blood on the spot!