Chapter 47: Mountain Fox

Night fell again on Nanshan Daokou, and when evening came, Mu Ziliang walked on the way back again, and his mind was in confusion at this time, because he suddenly seemed to understand that he had been coming to Nanshan Road for several years and he couldn't do anything.

Except for having a relationship with Master Shiyin at the beginning, he is just an ordinary kid after all.

Confused, this seems to be the best way to describe Mu Ziliang's mood now, he hasn't seen Master Shiyin for a long time, it seems that since he came to Nanshan Road, since Grandpa Shiyin has become Master Shiyin, everything before has changed.

The absent-minded Mu Ziliang continued to walk forward as if he had lost his mind, not noticing that the time of the day had passed in a hurry, and it was dusk and evening.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, Mu Ziliang looked up at the dark and gloomy sky overhead, as if the feeling of last night had surfaced in his heart again.

For some reason, there was a faint anxiety in his heart, a kind that made his already chaotic nerves tense even more.

"Who the hell are you, why are you following me?"

Finally, under the combined effect of many emotions, Mu Ziliang simply raised his head and shouted loudly on the uninhabited path.

"Huhuhu~"

The wind was still there, but no one answered his question, the voice fell, Mu Ziliang lowered his head suddenly, then bit it hard, and quickly ran forward, he really wanted to go back to his room and plunge into his nest to forget everything that happened today!

"Squeak~"

Suddenly, Mu Ziliang, who was hurrying, heard a strange sound again.

On this Nanshan trail, with Mu Ziliang's faster and faster steps, there was a strange sound in the strange night wind again, as if there were ghosts whispering in the wind.

"Go away, don't follow me!"

Mu Ziliang was shocked, and then the depressed mood was ignited again, and the same unconcealable fear mixed with the irritability in his heart became more and more obvious, because a series of strange things that happened last night crawled into his mind again.

But Mu Ziliang's angry rebuke doesn't seem to have the slightest effect.

"Huh~"

Suddenly, a black shadow swept past in front of Mu Ziliang, and Mu Ziliang's figure running forward also stopped suddenly.

This time he was sure he did see a dark shadow flash in front of his eyes.

"Who...... Who's there!"

When he stopped, his heartbeat became more and more rapid, but the other party still did not show up, so Mu Ziliang tried his best to amplify his voice to cheer himself up, but this time he still didn't get any response.

"Sneer......"

However, just when Mu Zi's conscience was in turmoil, a clear sound finally came from a corner in front of him, because the appearance of that voice finally broke the oppressive atmosphere around him.

The sound came from the same direction where the dark shadow had disappeared before, a corner obscured by weeds and rocks.

After identifying the source of the sound, Mu Ziliang's face became more vigilant, and he looked around carefully again, only then picked up a dead branch from the side of the road, and then cautiously tentatively approached the corner.

Curiosity is a bit of human nature, but sometimes it is also a big problem, in fact, Mu Ziliang could have turned around and left here, but he didn't choose to do so.

Although he was afraid, there was still an indescribable curiosity in his heart, which made him can't help but want to find out what it was.

When Mu Ziliang held the dead branch in his hand and approached cautiously step by step, the existence in the corner seemed to have reacted, and the strange sneer disappeared.

It seemed that there was such a guy who was also carefully staring at Mu Ziliang, who was getting closer, and began to hold his breath.

The atmosphere became a little strange, and for Mu Ziliang, the short distance between the two seemed to make it difficult for him to move forward, and he was also preparing to deal with various unexpected situations as he moved forward.

In the end, Mu Ziliang finally came to the half-waist-long grass.

"You...... You come out!"

Mu Ziliang lowered his business again and shouted, and then he carefully raised the dead branch in his hand and pulled it towards the grass in front of him!

Mu Ziliang also held his breath in the process, because the voice in front of him disappeared, maybe the guy in the grass was staring at him carefully, or maybe he had already made the same reaction as him......

"Wow~"

When the weeds were finally picked up, Mu Ziliang was shocked, because the first thing he saw was a pair of eyes, and those eyes were also looking at him in a daze.

The two glanced at each other, and Mu Ziliang stepped back sharply.

"You...... Who are you?"

He shouted again, but as soon as he retreated, the weeds returned to their original appearance, and the creature's body was once again blocked by the weeds.

"Sneer......"

At this time, the guy hiding in the corner seemed to finally understand Mu Ziliang's words, and made that strange sound again, as if answering his question.

With a wave of grass and trees, Mu Ziliang's body continued to retreat, because the other party seemed to be preparing to come out of that corner.

Mu Ziliang's eyes were staring at it deadly, because he had already deeply remembered the other party's eyes just now, which did not belong to human eyes.

But what is that thing?

In the end, when all the sounds stopped, Mu Ziliang was also stunned, because there were still those eyes in front of him, and they were staring at him with a look full of doubts like him.

And the owner of those eyes was a mountain fox, a fox covered in dirt and messy hair!

"You ......"

The restlessness in Mu Zi's conscience gradually subsided, and was replaced by a kind of surprise, which was supposed to be a white fox, but at this moment he looked sluggish.

Seeing that it squeezed out of the weeds, and saw Mu Ziliang staring at him motionlessly, he simply sat in front of Mu Ziliang like this.

When he saw this guy clearly, Mu Ziliang smiled helplessly, he didn't expect that he had been practicing with his senior brother for so long, but he was frightened by a mountain fox just now.

However, this Nanshan Road was built on this vast mountain field, and it is not a strange thing that this mountain fox appears.

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Ziliang's eyes fell on the mountain fox again, he thought that the things in this world, whether they were foxes or other animals, always had a certain spirituality, so he said to the fox: "Why did you run here, go back quickly......

But the fox just stared at Mu Ziliang quietly, and there was always a curious look in his eyes.

Mu Ziliang tried to make a few feints to drive away, but he was indifferent to that guy, and finally Mu Ziliang shook his head a little helplessly, and saw that it was late and the night breeze was slightly cool, and there was nothing he could do about the mountain fox's reaction.

"Okay, don't follow me, remember?"

Thinking about the efforts he made, the other party was just indifferent, and finally had to choose to leave.

While walking, Mu Ziliang's mind was still echoing the scene from the previous sermon meeting, and he quickly put the episode of the encounter with the mountain fox just now, and after a while, he finally returned to the small courtyard where he lived.

When he arrived home, Mu Ziliang seemed to see his own nest, maybe since Master Shiyin retreated, this is the only place that seems to be his own home.

Because of his identity, the disciples in the sect seem to have some mustard for themselves, and the elders who also belong to the second generation of the sect, including his senior brother Guan Mo, usually speak very little, which also makes the cultivation style of the entire Nanshan Dao far different from the atmosphere of the market.

Just when Mu Ziliang just wanted to speed up his pace and go back to the house to rest, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he turned around, he couldn't help but be startled, it turned out that not far behind him, there was a pair of eyes staring at him.