Xiaolu asked with a smile, "Is it that weird?" Uncle Zhao Si nodded his head and said, "They told the villagers about this event when they came back. The next morning, all the cattle in the village were dead overnight. They were poisoned." Mo Kun discovered the key to the problem, and calmly asked, "Do those dead cattle have anything to do with White Ape?" Uncle Zhao Si said, "Yes. Since then, there is a tale in the village that White Ape is the Mountain Ghost in Little Mount Emei. He hates being interrupted by the mortal. If the mortal dares to go up the mountain, the White Ape will afflict villagers. So, now all the villagers dare not to climb up the mountain. Little Xi, don't break the rule!" Long Xi, "Really? Isn't this only a superstition?" Uncle Zhao Si's small eyes open widely, and he seriously said, "Little Xi, don't talk nonsense! You don't know that since then, white smoke frequently wisps up from the pr
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