494 Go Up to the Mountain to See a God

What a good mountain! What a good forest! In the bleak winter, it was full of vitality.

It was normal in Miao Territory to have such a scene in such a season, but this was north of the Yangtze River. It was the coldest time in winter, but the mountains were green. It was not just green with evergreens like pines and cypresses.

There must be something wrong with it. The uncle was not a normal person. He could see things that ordinary people could not detect.

"Look." Zhang Qingshan wanted to go over there.

"This is?" Sun Zhengrong looked toward that direction. He then looked at Wang Yao. "Doctor Wang?"

Wang Yao also smiled. He would like to see what the uncle and the nephew were going to do.

The uncle and the nephew continued to move forward. The closer they were to Nanshan, the more excited they became. Their faces were full of excitement.

How could it be like this? In this place?

"Why are they so excited?" Sun Zhengrong asked.

"I can probably guess." Wang Yao smiled.

They probably felt the rich nimbus of the world, so they were so excited.

"Stop!" Wang Yao whispered in a low voice.

Zhang Qingshan and Zhang Yuantong felt an invisible gas wall blocked the two of them. They could not go forward no matter how many efforts they made.

This is? Tactics!

"Retreat," Zhang Qingshan said.

Zhang Yuantong regressed decisively. Wang Yao went to his front. He wanted to see what he was going to do.

He watched Zhang Qingshan make some strange movements. It was like a kind of exorcism dance. His four limbs were bent at an amazing angle. They made a squeaky sound.

What? Wang Yao felt that the momentum on him was rising. The blood inside his body became abnormally strong. Secret magic arts? Did it work?

The reason they were unable to go forward was that Wang Yao released his neixi outside to communicate the air dynamic around them. Then, a gas wall was formed in front of them, blocking them from moving forward. This was not tactics. It could only be seen as martial arts or Taoism. He seemed to want to use his force to defeat the tactics.

He did not understand the rationale. How did it work? As a result, he was busy for a long time, but it did not work.

Wang Yao felt very happy. This person understood martial arts. His achievement was not low. Plus, he had strange ways. He also had gained some insight.

"Uncle," Zhang Yuantong said.

"It's weird," Zhang Qingshan said.

"You can't get into here," Wang Yao calmly said.

"Why?" Zhang Qingshan asked.

"The people inside don't want you to go in. Stay here, it can be dangerous," Wang Yao said.

Zhang Qingshan's brows slightly wrinkled as he listened. He did not give up yet. Instead, he tried a different place.

The result changed. Suddenly, there was an explosion in the air. He flew out. In the middle of the air, he made multiple Saltos. He made a perfect landing action, but he didn't know why he could not keep steady. His face fell to the ground first.

After he stood up, his face did not become a pig lung color because of his anger. Instead, it became a little white. Of course, it was only a little. After all, his original face was quite dark, so it could not be too white.

"How can it be?" Zhang Qingshan asked. His was shocked and panicked at the moment.

He had not seen anyone in the moment, but he knew his invisible means. It was so accurate. He had never heard of such a thing.

When he was in Southern Territory, he saw many strange people and met some so-called talented people. But, no one had the means like that.

What is it? A god on land? With a bang, he knelt on the ground.

Zhang Yuantong behind him saw the situation and also knelt on the ground.

"Predecessor, we have no intention of offending, please forgive me," Zhang Qingshan said.

"Why did he kneel down?" Sun Zhengrong was confused and shocked.

The uncle and nephew did not know, but it was very clear. This master of Nanshan was the young man standing in front of them. That Zhang Qingshan just now suddenly had such wonderful action had to be due to Wang Yao.

At this time, Wang Yao stood in a special position, leaning against the uncle who knelt on the ground. His hands were behind his back. He gently flipped his right hand and then pressed it.

A gust of wind rushed toward the uncle and the nephew. They could not even kneel steadily.

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Sun Zhengrong was also shocked. It was too sinister. He was surprised to see Wang Yao on the side, who looked calm.

"Thank you seniors!" Zhang Qingshan screamed on the ground.

"Thank you? It was just a trick, you know?" Wang Yao said.

The crisis was resolved.

On the way down the mountain, the uncle and the nephew had not spoken for a long time.

"General Manager Sun." This time they changed the address of Sun Zhengrong.

"What's up?" Sun Zhengrong asked.

"Please don't talk about the things on the mountain to others," Zhang Qingshan said.

"I won't," Sun Zhengrong replied.

"Do you know who lives on the mountain?" Zhang Qingshan asked.

"This?" Sun Zhengrong looked at Wang Yao. "A talented person."

"A talented person?" Zhang Qingshan was confused.

"Yes, a talented person," Sun Zhengrong said.

He did not know what they would do if they knew that the person lived on the mountain was Wang Yao. Would they run after him and fight with him?

"Uncle, who is that on the mountain?" Zhang Yuantong asked

"I don't know," Zhang Qingshan said.

Although it was not clear why this person was willing to live in such a small mountain village when his achievement was so marvelous, but one thing was certain, this was definitely not a character they could provoke.

"It seems that the death of that branch should be related to that person," Zhang Qingshan said.

"Then, why didn't he deal with the insects?" Zhang Yuantong asked.

After a long silence, Zhang Qingshan said, "Maybe he doesn't understand?"

"Doesn't understand?" Zhang Yuantong asked.

"Yes, Xiang Yu could pull out the mountains and rivers. He defeated a troop by himself, but he did not understand our Miao Territory witchcraft," Zhang Qingshan said. This was the first time he had said so many words.

"Understand." His nephew's words were still simple.

"Dr. Wang, the means you just used were really amazing!" Sun Zhengrong exclaimed.

"Not at all," Wang Yao said.

"If they knew that it was you, they might be angry," Sun Zhengrong said.

"It cannot be. They are alert to others and would not take the initiative to ask questions," Wang Yao said. "Even if they know it, I have ways to deal with it."

During the next two days, the uncle and nephew were very quiet just looking for insects and killing them without other excessive moves.

"Good," Wang Yao said.

In three days, the situation seemed to come to an end by noon.

"They have been solved," Zhang Qingshan said without expression.

"No insects?" Wang Yao was still worried. After all, this was the village where he and his family lived. There could not be any accidents.

"No. We have looked many places," Zhang Qingshan said.

"Thanks for your hard work," Sun Zhengrong said. "I have already prepared a banquet for you before you leave."

"No, thanks." Zhang Qingshan refused.

"OK, then we should do it next time. I will arrange someone to send you to the airport." Sun Zhengrong did not care. His face did not look displeased. If it happened to other people, he did not know how many times they would die.

They left after having lunch.

Sun Zhengrong did not rush to go back. He drove to send Wang Yao back to the mountain village.

"I am really sorry for everything," Sun Zhengrong said.

"It's been solved," Wang Yao replied. "Where do they come from?"

"Miao Territory, a stockade village, which has a history of nearly a thousand years," Sun Zhengrong said.

He knew their existence due to an accidental opportunity. In the depths of the mountains, Miao people looked no different from ordinary people. However, some of them were proficient in the witchcraft of Miao Territory. They made up a branch, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, but their rules were somewhat unique and could not be revealed outside. This time, he spent a lot of money to ask them for help.

Hundreds of years? Miao Territory? Wang Yao looked out of the window. "What a pity."

"What?" Sun Zhengrong was stunned. He didn't know why Wang Yao said that.

"Zhang Qingshan won't live longer," Wang Yao replied.

"What?"