The early morning sun shines down on the secluded village of Wumu, who knows that the sun can also shine in this uninhabited village?

Ziyang and the two have left home in the wooden house, and after staying for a while, Yan Lang walked out of the wooden house to observe this forgotten village, and walked into the stream, the stream water is crystal clear, flowing slowly, reflecting a girl on the edge of the stream, the girl is standing alone by the stream, the white robe does not block Miaoman's posture, a strand of yellow silk is tied to the waist and can be held slenderly, the jade hand slightly stretches its muscles like snow, the jaw is slightly raised, and the wisps of black silk move with the wind like the beating elf to meet the warm sunshine, it seems to have a feeling, the girl turned to Yan Lang, when she opened her eyes, the whole world seemed to be lit up, all the haze and confusion were clearly revealed, Yan Lang was a little crazy, but it was the woman Yan Lang had seen when he woke up before.

"You're all right!" the girl moved her jade teeth lightly, and a smile appeared, like a bright spring flower, which made people feel good.

"Thank you for the girl's concern, I'm fine. Yan Lang returned to the gods.

The girl seemed to be naturally lively and walked over happily: "I heard that you have amnesia, don't worry if it's not enough, I'm sure you will remember it." ”

Seeing the girl Yan Lang was also happy, and said: "Maybe amnesia is not a bad thing, there are no worries and no worries, isn't it happy." ”

"Hmm..."The girl tilted her head: "It seems to make some sense, by the way, my name is Ziling, it's nice to meet you." ”

"My name is... My name is Yan Lang. ”

"Yan Lang, what a strange name, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll take you to find something to eat. ”

"Hmm..."Hearing this, Yan Lang subconsciously touched his stomach, but he was really a little hungry.

Seeing Yan Lang's appearance, Zi Ling smiled, grabbed Yan Lang's sleeve, and walked towards the village.

The two of them entered a kitchen-style wooden house, Zi Ling successively brought out a large table of food, including fish, meat, and snacks, and after making it, seeing Yan Lang's strange expression, Zi Ling smiled and said: "How about it, it's very rich, this is specially prepared for you, try it." ”

"For me. Yan Lang was a little surprised.

"Yes, you have been in a coma for many days, and you must be hungry when you wake up, so I prepared these meals early, and sure enough, they came in handy. ”

"That's a nuisance. ”

"Don't bite a girl, just call me Ziling. ”

"Purple, Ziling. ”

"That's right! Quick, don't be stunned, it's going to be cold in a minute. ”

"Okay, then you're welcome. After speaking, Yan Lang started to eat.

"Eh, slow down, no one is robbing you. Zi Ling smiled happily.

After a long time, Yan Lang had almost eaten and asked, "By the way, Zi, Ziling, shouldn't your Wu clan have the surname Wu? Why do you all have the surname Zi?"

"Poof" Zi Ling almost spit out a mouthful of water after hearing this, and laughed: "Stupid, does the Wu clan have to be surnamed Wu? Then the Bai clan must have the surname Bai! The Han nationality must have the surname Han! Your name is Yan Lang, and you are the Yan clan!"

Yan Lang was slightly embarrassed and said, "Well, this, I'm ignorant." ”

Put down the water cup Zi Ling said: "Of course, there is still a surname Wu, in addition to the surname Wu, our Wu clan is mainly because of the different spells we practice, most of the human race is fueled by magic aura, but our clan is mainly skilled in soul power and is good at sealing and summoning, so it is called witchcraft, our clan is also called the witch clan, although our Zi family and the Wu family are a family, they also represent our two different forces, the purple surname is long in the art of sealing, and at the same time will also practice spells, the surname Wu is a complete soul cultivator, good at poison, Gu, The art of summoning, due to the special cultivation method of pure soul cultivators, rarely comes out and walks around, and they rarely care about the affairs of the clan, and the affairs of the clan have always been in the hands of our Zi family. ”

After speaking, Zi Ling leaned in with Yan Lang and said, "If you can go out, try to stay away when you encounter a similar soul cultivator." ”

Yan Lang was puzzled and asked why.

Zi Ling leaned in again and whispered, "Because they are terrible." ”

"Terrible!" Yan Lang was puzzled.

"Hehehe, fool. Zi Ling suddenly stood up and laughed and said, "Don't worry, our Wu Clan has been here for thousands of years, and there are no soul cultivators outside, and even if there are, they are no longer pure Wu Clan people, besides..."

Yan Lang knew that it was so unfair to be imprisoned in a cage where he couldn't get out and never see the light of day, and not being able to get out was the pain that the Wu clan had been suffering for thousands of years.

Standing up, Yan Lang said, "Let's go out for a walk." ”

"Well, good. Zi Ling smiled at this time, and the two walked out slowly.

Walking on the path of Wumu Village, Yan Lang admired this isolated village, with birds singing and flowers, and streams flowing for a long time.

"That's the border. Zi Ling pointed to the front and said.

Yan Lang looked carefully, about ten zhang away from the creek, a fog that changed from shallow to thick extended to enclose the entire Wumu Village in the middle, like an invisible giant beast watching the Wu Clan forever, making it impossible for it to pass.

"Have you tried to get out of the fog? Yan Lang asked.

"Back then, the Wu Ancestor made an oath to leave only one hole, and only when someone can master the secret space of the Wu Clan, but this is not easy to say, for thousands of years, our Wu Clan has no shortage of great abilities to try to get out through this fog, but no matter who it is, as long as they enter this fog, they will be lost, this fog does not know where it ends, and no one knows what dangers will be encountered when entering the fog, and those who have entered the depths of the fog have died, except for one person. ”

"Someone went out?" Yan Lang seemed to hear a turnaround.

Zi Ling sighed and said: "I don't know, our Wu clan has always had people who want to try to go out, and the patriarch will refine it with his essence blood to a life card, but if the life card is broken or dropped, it means the demise of the person holding this life card, but two hundred years ago, the then great elder of the Wu clan, Wu Lie, resolutely walked into this fog, and since then there has been no news, but the life card he holds has not been destroyed and dropped so far." ”

"Maybe the Great Elder has already walked out. ”

"Maybe, the life card of the Wu clan has undergone a special blessing, if the Great Elder Wu Lie walked out of the fog and went to the outside world at that time, the life card must have sensed, but in the past two hundred years, the life card of the Great Elder has not moved, so until now, we don't know whether the Great Elder Wu Lie has gone out or is still wandering in this fog, whether people are alive or dead. Since then, the Wu clan has made a rule that if they can't understand the secret of the Wu ancestor, they will not allow the clan to go on adventures. ”

"You don't have to be too pessimistic, since you Wu Ancestor was able to realize this passage method, I believe that you can also create your own miracles, and the Wu clan will always see the light of day again. ”

"Thank you. Zi Ling smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter, although it's a pity that I can't go out to see the outside world, but the people living here are in harmony, there is no dispute in the outside world, there is no intrigue, and everyone can live happily, isn't it good!"

"Yes, there are no worldly troubles, plain, happy, carefree life may be happy. ”

"Look, although the village is surrounded by mist, you can still see the sunrise and sunset, isn't it amazing!"

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Looking up at the sky, maybe this is the only light left by the heavens to the Wu Clan.