One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Here you go. Roast this up; it's very nutritious."

Zhang Chulan looked at the snake with its mouth half open, and his stomach churned.

"Sister Bao'er, thank you so much! I have snacks in my bag, but you should keep these high-quality, nutritious ingredients for yourself!"

In the mountains, it always gets dark very early.

As soon as the sun began to set, the light visibly dimmed.

The temperature dropped sharply.

Guan Shihua, who was leading the way, finally stopped.

After rounding a huge icefall, the view opened up before us.

This is a secluded snowfield surrounded by mountains.

The branches of the century-old pine trees all around were bent low by the weight of snow.

The air was filled with a richer and more concentrated spiritual energy from the earth's veins than the surrounding area.

"Phew...we're here."

Grandma Guan Shihua, leaning on her cane, exhaled a long breath of white air.

"This forest ahead is the core area."

The voice just fell.

A soft rustling sound came from the seemingly calm snowfield ahead.

The sound was so faint that an ordinary person would not be able to distinguish it amidst the wind and snow.

Followed by.

On a snow-covered hill a few dozen meters ahead of the group.

Clumps of snow suddenly swelled up without warning.

"Puff, puff, puff."

Dozens of round little heads, wearing all sorts of mini plush hats, poked their heads out of the snow in unison.

These little hedgehogs were very organized and disciplined; they didn't make a sound, but instead watched the approaching people warily.

It wasn't until they clearly saw Guan Shihua walking at the very front of the group, and Xiao Wuye lying on Zhang Chulan's bag.

The hedgehogs then lowered their guard.

The large snowdrift in the very center was pushed open.

Wearing a red cotton-padded jacket and sporting a white beard, the old hedgehog Bai Shoushan rubbed his two front paws and waddled over with his short legs.

"Oh my! Sister Guan, it's really you! You've finally arrived!"

Bai Shoushan jogged up to the group and bowed respectfully.

There were still some ice crystals clinging to the tip of the old hedgehog's nose, indicating that it had been crouching in the snowstorm for quite some time.

"Old Bai, thank you for your hard work."

Guan Shihua looked at the hedgehogs covering the mountains and fields, a hint of relief in her eyes.

"It's so cold, making the children stand guard in the snowdrifts must be tough on you. How are things?"

Chapter 472 Fortune telling is nowhere near as fast as a shovel.

Bai Shoushan rubbed his two front paws together and exhaled a thick cloud of white breath.

His eyes swept over everyone before he patted his chest and gave a guarantee:

"Girl Guan, and all you experts, you can rest assured."

The old hedgehog pointed to his disciples and grand-disciples, who were peeking out from all over the mountainside, his tone brimming with pride:

"Our Bai family's ability to patrol the mountains is not the best in the world, but in the Changbai Mountains, not even a fly that has become a spirit can get in."

"Not only was there no smell of strangers, but we didn't even find a single suspicious footprint. This outer area of ​​the core zone is perfectly safe!"

After listening to Bai Shoushan's report.

Guan Shihua, leaning on her cane, did not show any sign of relief; instead, her face showed more doubt.

She turned her head and exchanged a glance with Gao Lian beside her.

"It's too quiet."

Gao Lian's voice was deep:

"With the intelligence network of the Northeast region and the spies of the shamans, they have laid an inescapable net over Changbai Mountain in the past month or so."

Since they dared to make such a move, they're unlikely to give up halfway. There's no reason they shouldn't be able to even catch a glimpse of them.

Deng Youfu, standing to the side, also frowned and echoed:

"That's right, those missing spirits are the best proof. These people are not only highly skilled, but also very patient."

The less they show their faces, the more it suggests they're preparing something big.

While everyone was standing in the snow, staring at each other, completely baffled.

Zhang Chulan's eyes darted around, as if he had come up with a good idea.

He rubbed his hands, which were red from the cold, and a sly smile returned to his face.

then.

Zhang Chulan turned around naturally and looked at Wang Ye, who was leaning against a pine tree with his hands in his pockets and closing his eyes to rest, and Zhuge Qing next to him.

"Cough cough."

Zhang Chulan cleared his throat and strolled over with small, quick steps.

"Old Wang, Old Qing."

Zhang Chulan drew out his words, his tone incredibly earnest, and he even offered a compliment:

"As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise. Grandpa Bai and his team certainly did their best in this menial task of finding people and lost items. But when it comes to seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, and investigating the secrets of heaven..."

"Then we'll have to see what our two young talents in Qimen Dunjia are like, won't we?"

Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands together, grinning from ear to ear:

"Since investigation isn't working, you two great immortals, how about... we set up another divination session? Could we ask a few questions in the inner realm?"

"Let's find out where these cowards are hiding so we can go over and wipe them out in one fell swoop, instead of sitting here in the cold wind."

Upon hearing the words "inner view" and "fortune telling,"

Wang Ye, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them as his eyelids twitched.

Zhuge Qing, who was standing to the side, even stopped wiping his shoes, and the smile on his lips visibly faded.

"Old Zhang, do you have some deep-seated grudge against us?"

Wang Ye pulled his hand out of his sleeve and waved it repeatedly, his face clearly showing his refusal.

"Do you think the Indoors view is your home browser? That you can just type in a keyword and it will pop up the exact location?"

"Just two days ago, Lao Qing and I were only asking about the other party's background when the backlash fireball almost burned our primordial spirits!"

Wang Ye pointed to his dark circles and righteously complained about being poor:

"My head is still throbbing from that ordeal."

You want me to calculate their exact locations again? You might as well just dismember me and make soup out of me!

Zhuge Qing nodded in agreement.

He unusually failed to maintain his composure, instead adopting a stern expression and giving Zhang Chulan a theoretical lecture:

"Chu Lan, this is not an excuse. The other party must have the means to conceal the secrets of heaven and reverse yin and yang to be able to abduct the spirits silently."

"We would never do a forced divination under these circumstances, as it would be a losing proposition."

These two genius sorcerers, who usually thought highly of themselves, were now shaking their heads like rattles.

Zhang Chulan not only didn't give up, but his mischievous smile deepened.

"Oh dear, young masters, don't be so pessimistic."

Zhang Chulan moved a little closer and began to use reverse psychology:

"This is a matter of life and death for Changbai Mountain. Don't you want to challenge yourselves and break through your limitations?"

"Besides, with my advisor here to cover for you, what are you afraid of backlash from?"

Seeing that Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were not going to listen to reason, he simply turned his head away and pretended not to hear.

Zhang Chulan sighed and shook his head with great regret.

Then, he waved to Feng Baobao, who was standing behind him intently building a snowman.

"Sister Bao'er!"

Zhang Chulan raised his voice and shouted:

Stop playing in the snow! Come here!

"These two Taoist priests have probably been sitting in the car for too long, causing their meridians to become blocked, making it difficult for them to perform their rituals. Could you use our company's ancestral method to clear these blockages for them?"

Hearing the call, Feng Baobao patted the snow off her hands and stood up.

She glanced at Zhang Chulan with her big eyes, then looked at Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing leaning against the tree.

Without any hesitation.

Feng Baobao pulled the shovel out of her backpack.

"Oh, sure."

She carried a shovel and walked over with steady steps.

As they walked, they continued to inquire about business details with a blank expression.

"Zhang Chulan, should we bury only half of it, or bury it all the way up to the neck? The soil in this snow is a bit hard, I might have to dig for a while longer."