It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

"There won't be ghosts at night, right? I'm so timid." Song Tang tried hard to make a scary expression.

A Yu was not paying attention for a moment and was unaware of Song Tang's existence. When Song Tang spoke, he was startled again.

"Anyway, remember to come back for dinner at six in the evening, and don't go out again after that." A Yu quickly made arrangements for the two of them. He didn't want to stay here for a moment.

He also said that their place was haunted, and he thought this girl looked most like a ghost!

Thinking of this, A Yu couldn't help but look back, and saw that Shen Min was the only one left at the front desk!

The girl next to him was gone, and her suitcase was gone too. Could it be that they both saw a ghost?

Shen Min was checking in with his suitcase. He noticed Song Tang standing at one side of the lobby, looking at the photos left by tourists on the wall with great interest.

Suddenly he heard a terrified scream coming from outside the inn. He turned around and saw Ah Yu running as if he was being chased by a ghost and even lost one of his shoes.

This guy seems to be smart, but a little neurotic.

Shen Min shook his head silently and told Song Tang to go upstairs.

Since the two of them checked into the inn, they haven't discussed anything about the case and have been resting in their rooms.

At about half past eleven, the front desk called and asked them to come downstairs for dinner.

The receptionist is a local girl named Xiaoshuang.

Xiaoshuang has a healthy wheat-colored skin. As soon as she saw the two people, she greeted them warmly.

"Handsome guy and beautiful girl, come and have dinner. My uncle and aunt are great cooks." Xiaoshuang was placing the dishes and chopsticks on the table. She waved at the two of them with her chopsticks.

There were three dishes and one soup on the table, two meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and a mushroom soup, all of which were local specialties.

Song Tang took the chopsticks she handed over and asked casually, "Third Uncle and Third Aunt?"

"Yes, this inn is not big. Usually, it's just me, Uncle San and Aunt San here. Brother Yu is responsible for soliciting customers outside."

Song Tang nodded, she looked up at Xiao Shuang and smiled, "I heard from Ah Yu that it's best not to go out at night, because it's not peaceful here at night?"

I don’t know why, but looking at Song Tang smiling at me like this, Xiao Shuang inexplicably felt that she was trustworthy.

She also smiled and said subconsciously: "Yes, even the locals here will not go out at night. This rule has been maintained for hundreds of years, and there were indeed tourists who disappeared in the past few years, and..."

"Xiao Shuang, why don't you come over and eat?"

"Hey, I'm here!" Xiao Shuang seemed to have just woken up from a dream. She said a little embarrassedly, "Uncle and Aunt called me, I won't disturb you from eating."

Song Tang smiled and nodded. She glanced nonchalantly at the woman who had just interrupted their conversation as if it was just a coincidence.

The man was about fifty years old, with a round face and hair neatly tied behind his head and fixed with a plain silver hairpin.

She was wearing an indigo short-sleeved top and pants of the same color, and when she noticed Song Tang looking at her, she gave him a friendly smile.

Song Tang smiled back and turned around to continue eating.

After the two finished their meal, Shen Min carried a camera and brought various photo props, such as oil-paper umbrellas and bouquets, filling a small box.

Song Tang rarely wore a red long skirt, because Shen Min said that he had made a strategy and found that wearing a red skirt would be the most photogenic here.

Since you are going to act, you have to act to the end. Song Tang wore a red dress and sunglasses, and of course her old partner - a parasol!

The two of them took photos while traveling. Shen Min took the photos very seriously, and it was obvious that he had learned it seriously.

Song Tang cooperated and took the opportunity to check the situation around him.

The two of them wandered around for several hours, and neither Shen Min, the expert in criminal investigation, nor Song Tang, the master of Xuanmen, could find any problems.

Maybe because the two of them acted too seriously, they did not encounter the problem of being guarded as other colleagues mentioned.

They could go anywhere and take photos without any hindrance.

In other words, at least on the surface there is no problem here.

But Li Yuan disappeared here, and the biggest problem is that there is no problem!

Song Tang frowned slightly: "I clearly felt that Li Yuan and the others were here, but since I entered the village, I can't feel their presence."

"It's a bit strange." Shen Min raised his voice slightly and said, "Come on, look diagonally upward to the left. Yes, pay attention to maintaining your expression."

Song Tang looked over and found someone upstairs who was looking in their direction as if he was curious about what they were doing.

When exactly was this person there? Why didn't she feel it?

"Since we left the house, I noticed someone was watching us." Shen Min put away his camera and shouted, "Let's go take a rest under the tree. It's too hot."

As he spoke, he held the parasol above Song Tang's head and tilted it slightly.

It seemed that it was just to prevent Song Tang from being exposed to the sun, so it just happened to block the sight of the person behind him.

Standing under the same umbrella with Shen Min, Song Tang looked up at Shen Min, whose forehead was already covered in sweat, and asked in confusion: "Did you find out when you went out?"

Shen Min nodded and motioned Song Tang to go and rest in the shade under the tree.

As he walked over there, he explained, "I guess there might be something special here, something specifically designed for people like you, something that can interfere with your cognition or something like that."

With hundreds of thousands of faith powers in her body, what can interfere with her?

Song Tang thought for a long time, and suddenly her eyes widened.

With a somewhat shocked expression, he said: "Unless..." There is another immortal friend here!

If you accidentally break into someone else's temple and the other party doesn't know whether you mean well or ill, it will have a certain suppressive effect on the foreign mountain gods.

After all, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake!

What's more, Song Tang has only been an immortal for a short time, and his immortal power is only average among all mountain gods, so it is normal for him to be suppressed.

But now it is known that she is the only mountain deity left in the world, so how can the Taoist temple suppress her?

Song Tang couldn't figure it out. He felt that a simple matter had suddenly become difficult.

On the first day out, the two returned empty-handed.

"You two, the scenery in our village is pretty good, isn't it? How was your trip?"

At noon, the proprietress, who was wearing indigo clothes, was wiping a transparent semicircular swing at the door.

Song Tang had seen this kind of swing in Shen Min's travel guide, and it seemed to be very popular among tourists.

"The scenery here is beautiful. We all like it and took a lot of photos." Shen Min smiled and raised the camera in his hand.

Shen Min was born handsome and usually looked a little serious, but when he smiled, he seemed a little different.

It was as if I had suddenly become several years younger and finally looked like a real young person.

Even Song Tang couldn't help but take another look, and suddenly that inexplicable sense of familiarity came back. Could it be because he was Mr. Shen's grandson?