Mu Sheng didn't come to his senses until Nangong Yuhuan ran away, but his heart was still pounding like a deer, and at the same time his heart was full of sweetness.

Mu Sheng put away the storage bag, looked at Nangong Yuhuan's distant figure and smiled, then closed the door and entered the room.

At this time, it was just past noon, the sun shined into the house through the creeper on the window lattice, mottled into the house, Mu Sheng took back his thoughts, and looked at the new hut in Shantai, Mu Sheng knew that this child still had many secrets hidden in his belly, and there were also untruths in his words to tell himself, such as how he came to Zuzhou, before everyone said that he ran away from home and was abducted by traffickers, and later said that he was kidnapped outside the cave mansion for fun. I don't know which sentence is true?

Mu Sheng sneered, I want to see what tricks this little boy will play, his actual age is enough to be his grandfather, can he still capsize in the gutter?

Mu Sheng walked in front of the new house, the door was not closed tightly, revealing a gap, Mu Sheng saw through the gap that the new house was really sleeping in the room, but the sleeping posture was very strange, face down the whole person lying on the bed in a big character, but the palms of both hands were flipped upward, looking very awkward. Although Mu Sheng felt that the sleeping posture of Yutai Xin was a little strange, he didn't bother to care about him because it was a private matter, and went straight back to the big house.

This big house is said to be the place where the scholar surnamed Lu found the haunting, the bed is still there and has not been moved, it still maintains the style of the original owner, and the high bed and wide couch look very magnificent. It's just that there are no bedding or anything like that on the bed. Mu Sheng originally had a set of emergency bedding in the storage bag, but he gave it to Yutai for new use. However, sleeping is now dispensable for Mu Sheng.

I had nothing to do, although I didn't sleep all night, and I didn't feel sleepy, but I still felt tired. Normally, Mu Sheng will meditate to relieve fatigue, and this time is no exception, take off his shoes and go to bed and meditate cross-legged.

Sitting still, his mind turned to the sky, and his divine consciousness began to look inward, but there was still no trace of spiritual energy in his body, only a mass of dead qi wandering in the dantian.

Mu Sheng tried to guide these dead qi to run along the meridians, and together with his thoughts, a cloud of gray dead qi in the meridians of the large intestine of the hand Yangming came up from the Shangyang acupoint along his arm. Immediately, Mu Sheng felt that the muscles and blood vessels in his arm were quickly withering and drying up with the running of the dead qi, and Mu Sheng was shocked and immediately stopped the running of the dead qi and redirected the dead qi back into the dantian.

Mu Sheng opened his eyes and saw that the muscles of his right forearm had atrophied slightly, showing loose skin, Mu Sheng's brows were tightly locked, knowing that he did not comprehend the mystery of the transformation of life and death, and ran his own life in vain, which led to the change of the skin of the body from glory to withering, and it seemed that he could not be blindly guided.

Mu Sheng saw that the guidance was not good, so he had to change to normal meditation, and after sitting for a while, the fatigue disappeared, and there was nothing to do, so he got out of bed and wanted to look around.

When he passed by the house where he was resting, he saw that the child was still sleeping, so he did not call him, but went out of the yard alone.

The house bought by a few people was originally on the high place of this hill, and when you got out of the hospital, what caught your eye was not full of emerald, but a series of tombs, rolling across the hills, which made people see it at a glance, and the idea of impermanence and unpredictable things in life arose for no reason.

Mu Sheng walked along the path towards the hill, and met a few people who lived on this hillside, like most people in the village, still the same indifference, without a trace of smile on their faces, as if the sun had frozen their faces into ice.

Everyone was busy and in a hurry, since Mu Sheng couldn't find anyone who was willing to stop and listen to his questioning, Mu Sheng shook his head slightly, knowing that these people who were abandoned by society had already put a wall on themselves in their hearts.

Mu Sheng looked around and found that the terrain of Beiguo Village was lined up from low to high, surrounded by water on three sides and connected to mountains on one side, surrounded by lofty mountains. Beiguo Village is connected to the outside world by a cable suspension bridge with a height of 188 meters, a length of 166 meters and a width of 2.7 meters. The three of them didn't notice the bridge when they escaped, and at this moment it seemed that it was really a husband and a wife, and it was impossible for mortals to escape from this place.

The more you go into this Beiguo Village, the higher the mountain, the mountain is very steep, especially in the two landslide sections, there are no small trees and weeds that can be caught, only the shallow pit that the villagers temporarily dig to settle down, look down at the abyss below, there is no way back, you can only go forward when you climb up, and then come down from elsewhere on the mountain.

Mu Sheng frowned, knowing that it was the people in this village who followed this road and went up the mountain to find the spiritual herb elixir, and Beiguo Nu had also said before that these mortals also had to pay taxes, in addition to guarding the tomb and serving the labor, the income from collecting medicine was the biggest source of income for mortals, as for farming, but they could barely maintain their own lives and not starve to death.

There are almost no flat fields in this village, and some crops are planted according to the mountain, and some of them are directly cultivated on the edge of the cliffs, and Mu Sheng feels that farming in these places will fall down the mountain if he is not careful.

In the middle of the line, I suddenly saw an old cat jumping on the roof beam on the side of the road, and scratched its claws to Mu Sheng and issued a warning "woo". Mu Sheng followed the prestige, and saw a gray-haired, half-bald grandmother, wearing a torn cotton jacket, holding a reed hen in her arms, revealing the few remaining big yellow teeth, looking at Mu Sheng and smiling, shouting: "Son, my son, you come back to see your mother." ”

Mu Sheng was startled, and when he looked closely, he saw that this grandmother's eyes were dull and sloppy, and she was actually a crazy woman. Before he was about to leave, he suddenly stretched out a hand from the side and grabbed himself, and a crisp female voice came from his ear: "Don't you go quickly, that's a crazy mother-in-law, be careful to be hugged by her, recognize you as a child!"

Mu Sheng turned around and saw that the little girl of fourteen and five was holding her sleeve and dragging it to the side. Mu Sheng smiled slightly, and let the little girl drag her away, the little girl walked very fast, until she turned a corner and couldn't see the old woman, and then let go.

The little girl turned around and said, "You're new here, why haven't I seen you?"

Mu Sheng nodded, and the little girl continued: "Then you remember, you must not provoke this crazy mother-in-law, you are entangled by her, you can only be her son." After saying that, he giggled, as if he thought of the scene of being entangled by the crazy woman.

Mu Sheng couldn't help but be stunned, this little girl had a smile on her face, not like other people in Beiguo Village, only a face of indifference and lovelessness.

"The girl's surname is you, but it's from the Beiguo family?" asked Mu Sheng.