Chapter 10: Mountain Swamp Tracking

Both sides of the coin are embossed with a dancing Yuan. The copper coin is cyan-green, so the Yuan is also a cyan Yuan.

"Yes, this kind of social order is divided by color." Hu Yang Mountain Swamp suddenly remembered, "No, this cyan Yuan coin is not yours!"

The young man in white robes interrupted: "I lent it to Mr. Sha."

Hu Yang Mountain Swamp spoke slowly, and the gray-clothed man was a bit impatient: "Since you have already come out, I have one thing to ask you. Answer quickly, and I will leave quickly."

"Ask."

Mountain Swamp is the Mountain God. In some places, there are more popular and easy-to-understand titles: Earth God.

In places where spiritual energy is concentrated and living creatures are abundant, Mountain Swamp will slowly be born. If they get the canonization of the human emperor, Mountain Swamp can master and exert meta-power, thereby managing one side of the water and soil.

If the empire disappears or the canonization expires, the meta-power of Mountain Swamp will also decline, and finally return to the wild era.

Although Hu Yang Mountain Swamp once received the canonization of the Yuan Nation, it didn't even have a Mountain God Temple. The main reason was that it had been sleeping for a long time and didn't care about the chores on its territory. The local living creatures had no response to their requests, and over time, they ignored it.

But the summoning of this gray-clothed man, it must give a response.

Hu Yang Mountain Swamp still had some morning anger, but reason told it that the person in front of it could not be easily offended.

"Forty or fifty days ago, a sand leopard ran here. I want you to find out its whereabouts." The gray-clothed man said very simply, "That thing only builds nests in the Western Mountains, it should be rare here."

"Sand leopard? Hmm—" Hu Yang Mountain Swamp's tone was very long, "Let me find it."

The two waited for a quarter of an hour.

Suddenly, a small deer drilled out of the grass, not afraid of people, and even shook its head in front of the two.

Hu Yang Mountain Swamp said: "Follow it."

The deer turned and ran, and the two followed with their legs.

After crossing two mountain peaks, the deer went to a mountain cliff and finally stopped at the edge of the steep big rock.

"The sand leopard came here?" The young man in white robes squatted down and found a few black stains on the stone.

"Bloodstains, but the time is very long."

The deer probed its head straight out of the big rock.

"It jumped down?"

The deer nodded.

Strange, the seriously injured sand leopard fled here, why did it jump off the cliff to seek death? The two looked at each other, climbed down along the mountain stone from the side, and went to the bottom of the stream.

The ground here is gloomy and damp, much cooler than on the mountain, so the vegetation is more lush. The two searched for a long time at the bottom of the stream and didn't see the leopard corpse.

The young man in white robes looked up at the cliff: "It was seriously injured, and falling from such a high cliff, it couldn't be alive." There were no big trees under the cliff, and it was impossible to use leaves or vines to cushion the sand leopard. "Hu Yang Mountain Swamp, is it still in the mountain?"

"You want to find its whereabouts, so I will point it out to you." There was another tree speaking beside the two, this time it was a beech tree, "It is not in the mountain."

A mountain wind blew, and a small tornado blew up on the ground, rolling branches, leaves, and mud, and actually rolled out a shape.

The shape of the mud and leaves molded by the wind, besides the leopard, there was also a creature with four limbs! The young man in white robes looked twice and was very surprised: "Falling from the cliff, besides the sand leopard, there is also a... person?"

These two things lay on the ground, motionless.

"Perishing together?" The young man in white robes frowned, "Where did the corpse go?"

Soon, two more tornadoes blew up, and new shapes were molded in the wind.

"Two people came, and were... killed?" The young man in white robes' face changed, "Good, good, no wonder my two subordinates didn't go back, so that's it!"

"A group of people came again, and... lifted these two corpses separately and took them away?"

The young man in white robes identified carefully, but unfortunately, the shape molded by mud and leaves could only be described as "gray-headed and face-covered." Anyway, it was a blur, barely human-shaped, but it was impossible to see the face clearly.

"Who are these people, where did they come from?"

He asked twice, and the beech tree answered in a muffled voice: "Don't know. Time has passed too long, all traces have faded, only the wind spirit remembers this little bit."

The gray-clothed man was not discouraged and took the conversation: "At least you know, after they left Hulu Mountain, which direction did they go?"

The beech tree put two branches together and pointed in one direction.

It was exactly where they came from—

"Heishuicheng?" The young man in white robes had a flash of sharp light in his eyes, "I knew it, the guards lost by the Donglai Mansion must have found clues."

But even if they tracked here, they only found a vague direction. Heishuicheng is not big, but it is not small.

"Went to Heishuicheng? That's easy to handle." The gray-clothed man smiled, "The most direct method is often the most effective."

The mountain forest was quiet, and Hu Yang Mountain Swamp left.

The two walked a hundred steps toward Heishuicheng, and the gray-clothed man paused, suddenly raising his hand to shoot a white light.

A sharp cry came from the forest ten yards away, and there was a flapping sound of wings.

The two followed the sound and found a kite under a big tree, larger than an ordinary eagle, with its wings and abdomen pierced.

The blood flowing from the wound had turned dark green.

"Since leaving Heishuicheng, I have always felt that I was being watched. It turned out to be a small monster." The young man in white robes stepped forward, his toes pressing on the kite's neck, "Who sent you?"

The kite kept panting with its beak open.

"Speak." The young man in white robes increased his strength, "Otherwise, the poison will enter the heart, and you will die within a quarter of an hour!"

The kite screamed in pain and really opened its mouth: "I'm telling the truth, can you let me go?"

"Of course." The young man in white robes smiled, "How can a swan compare with a swallow?"

The kite immediately said: "I'm just a mercenary. I was resting with my eyes closed in the Red Mountain Tavern just now, and suddenly someone came in to find me, asking me to follow your actions and report back."

"What is the background of that person?"

"I don't know. I only care about taking money and doing things!"

The gray-clothed man suddenly said: "Don't listen to its nonsense. This is a domestic monster!"

A domestic monster, of course, has an owner.

The young man in white robes' gaze became sharp, and he stepped down, saying no more:

"Speak!"

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The next morning, the He family was still eating, and a servant came to report in a hurry:

"Two guests are visiting, saying they are under the Great General of the North, Xunzhou!"

He Lingchuan's heart "thumped," and he looked at his father. He Chunhua was also slightly stunned, his face slightly condensed: "Please go to the Suhong Hall for tea."

Suhong Hall is the place where the owner of the He Mansion meets guests, suitable for small gatherings of two or three people.

He stood up and pointed to He Lingchuan: "Lingchuan, come with me."

He Yue and Mrs. Ying were both a little surprised.

The Master meets the guests from Xunzhou, why bring the eldest son? The most convenient power of the head of the family is that there is no need to explain when doing things. He Chunhua didn't say much, and took the butler and He Lingchuan to the front hall.

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