This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Although they wanted to find Lin Qingqing, they did not dare to act separately. After all, this forest had been occupied by old man Wuqiu for a long time, and who knew what kind of traps he would set in his lair.

An Ling only knew that Lin Qingqing was here, but she didn't know the exact direction. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Tang Feng quietly take out a purse from his chest and carefully take out a hair from it.

Seeing An Ling looking at him, his face flushed and he stammered, "Well... tracking requires the use of hair, I have this in case of emergency..."

"Oh~" An Ling smiled like an aunt: Great, so you two... Well, Senior Brother Tang Feng is not young anymore, and you two are a perfect match, talented and beautiful, and they are childhood sweethearts, so they are a perfect match.

"Hehe! Stop imagining things!" After this incident, Tang Feng's face, which had been gloomy due to the blood feud, improved a lot. He calmed his mind and began to use Lin Qingqing's hair to perform the "tracking technique".

Tracking is a spell that can use the remaining parts of the human body to guide the caster to find the owner of the parts. It is easy to use and does not require too much spiritual power to perform, but it requires the body parts of the person being searched. As the saying goes, all spells have flaws and restraints, and this is it.

Tang Feng whispered a few spells, and the hair in his hand stretched horizontally and floated above his palm. Then it quickly spun a few times and stopped in the right front direction, like the needle of a compass.

Tang Feng said excitedly: "It should be this way!" and walked in that direction.

An Ling followed him and looked at the hair in Tang Feng's hand. Suddenly, she found something strange. She asked curiously, "Brother Tang, wouldn't the two sides of the hair point in different directions? How can we be sure which side is right?"

Tang Feng was anxious, but he answered as he walked: "I asked my master about this question when I first learned the tracking technique. Look carefully, there is a little white hard thing at the root of every fallen hair. It is something inside the human body. The direction it points to is the right direction. By the way, the closer the part used to find objects is to the human heart, the more accurate the tracking result will be."

An Ling suddenly realized that learning magic was really profound! As the saying goes, you can learn as long as you live. Even a small magic has so many requirements. Who can learn all the magic in the world? That would be really amazing.

The two of them were struggling to move forward in the dense forest, but their bodies gradually felt relaxed. An Ling looked at the trees beside them that were slowly becoming healthy, and asked in confusion, "Are we... heading out of the forest?"

Tang Feng nodded and said, "That should be the case. This is strange. We always thought Qingqing was taken into the forest. Could it be that she was not in the forest from the beginning?"

An Ling thought for a moment and said, "Brother, do you remember why we came to the dense forest? And why did we rush in here and run into the scene of the evil cultivators fighting?"

"You mean... that unknown monster?"

"Yes!" An Ling continued, "Now that I think about it carefully, from the loss of my storage ring in the beginning, to the dilapidated house next to the dense forest, to the skeleton formation of old man Wuque... all of this is probably not accidental. Even if I swung the ring on my hand around, it would not fall off easily. That monster is very likely to have deliberately led us here! Although the purpose is unclear, one thing that can be confirmed is that it is not in the same group with old man Wuque."

On the surface, this incident, with the skeleton soldiers attacking the town, An Ling's storage ring being stolen, and her accidentally entering the dense forest while tracking the thief and discovering the hiding place of the Immaculate Old Man and his army, is a complete logical chain of events that can exist independently of all other trivial matters.

But there is a crucial "person" who has never shown up - who is the thief?

Who released the skeleton soldiers of the Immortal Elder? With a cowardly character like him, there was no way he would allow his monsters to attack the town so brazenly.

Even though An Ling was drunk and dancing with a sword on the street, her storage ring would not have fallen off so easily. It was most likely caused by the spell cast by this monster!

As for tracking the thief, it had already anticipated the tracking method that An Ling and the others might use, and led everyone to the edge of the dense forest in advance so that they could find the hiding place of the Wuqi Old Man.

Although An Ling and the others were led into the forest, Lin Qingqing was moved outside the dangerous dense forest. I really don't understand what its intention is and which side of good and evil it is on.

An Ling thought of this, touched the Xiangzhu hanging on her waist, and felt relieved. She had no one or anything to rely on. Even in Hongliu Town, she, a novice who had just learned sword for two years, was already the strongest person in the area! The world is unpredictable.

"Tall people hold up the sky and the earth, and I, who haven't grown tall yet, have to hold up the sky for others."

An Ling sorted out her thoughts, informed Tang Feng of the results of her analysis, and comforted him: "Brother, don't worry, Senior Sister Qingqing should be fine. If that guy wants to harm her, he only needs to take her into the jungle. Even if Senior Sister is not attacked by the ghost skeleton, the death energy will make her uncomfortable. Let's follow the tracking technique and find it to ask it clearly."

The two of them walked very fast. It was difficult to enter the dense forest, but it was easy to get out. Except that the trees ahead were a little dense, there was no other danger.

"Is Yunwu Mountain ahead?" Tang Feng has lived in Hongliu Town for many years and is familiar with the surrounding terrain. He looked down at the hair in his hand that was firmly pointing to Yunwu Mountain ahead, and asked An Ling nervously: "Junior Sister An, do you have any wine?"

"Ah? I swore before that I would never drink again..." An Ling answered awkwardly. After all, a big part of the reason why she lost the storage ring was because of her drunkenness. She deeply understood the truth that drinking would lead to mistakes.

Tang Feng sighed. There was no item in his storage ring. Seeing An Ling's confusion, he explained, "In Hongliu Town, Yunwu Mountain is a very magical mountain. There lives a Yunwu monster in it. Anyone who goes into the mountain to hunt and collect herbs must prepare a jar of good wine, preferably Hongliu Town's specialty red silk wine. Anyone who has a harvest on the mountain must place the wine on the roadside as a tribute to the Yunwu monster as a sign of respect. In this way, the person can leave safely with the harvest."

An Ling understood. It turned out to be a bandit monster who said, "I opened this mountain and planted these trees. If you want to pass through here, you must leave some wine as a bribe."

"Your Qingfeng Temple... um... it's okay..." Thinking of the overall military strength of Qingfeng Temple, An Ling shut up at the right time.

"Haha, the legend of the Cloud Monster has been around for many generations in Hongliu Town, but it never hurts anyone. After so many years, its cultivation must have improved a lot. Why not coexist peacefully with such a kind monster that was born and raised by nature?"

An Ling raised her head and looked at the misty mountain top. Tang Feng added that the mountain top was named "Yunwu Mountain" because of the thick fog from morning to night all year round.

This is obviously not in line with scientific principles, so it is probably due to fantasy factors.

"Well, let's go. Although we didn't bring red silk wine, what happened today has its reasons. The Cloud and Mist Demon should forgive us." Tang Feng is a very traditional person. When he was in the broken house, he had the magic of Yin-Yang eyes and believed in folk legends. It can be seen that now he actually ignores the "rules" in order to find Lin Qingqing. The power of love is really strong.

"Okay." An Ling agreed and followed Tang Feng up the mountain. As she walked, she caught a glimpse of a small black shadow out of the corner of her eye. Looking closely, she found it was a little black cat with shiny fur. It was squatting gracefully in the grass. When it saw An Ling looking at her, it jumped back and disappeared.

Tang Feng had already walked far away. When he turned back, he found An Ling standing there blankly. He called out, "Junior sister, what are you daydreaming about? Let's go!"

"Oh, okay." After all, saving Lin Qingqing was the most important thing. An Ling quickly put the matter of the little black cat behind her and followed Tang Feng to climb up Yunwu Mountain using her hands and feet.