has followed Du Lao for many years, and Du Zhong is also well-informed, but he can't help but gasp at this moment, only to feel that this village is a little strange inside and out.

Who would put a noodle person in the store?

"This isn't the place you should be, get out of here. ”

An old and long voice seemed to come from outside the sky, Du Zhonghu's body trembled, instinctively urged the true qi, greatly improved the sharpness of the five senses, and observed every move around, but there was no sign of human activity within a radius of 100 meters!

"Who is talking? Ming people don't do dark things, they have the ability to come out!"

Swallowing his saliva involuntarily, Du Zhong panicked in his heart, and after not moving for a long time, he didn't dare to stay any longer, took back the money on the counter, and turned back in the direction he came.

Passing by the farmhouse that had asked for water, Du Zhong suddenly stopped and looked into the courtyard, where the old man was still lying comfortably on the rocking chair, but the straw hat covering his face had been blown out of the door.

Du Zhong was bold, picked up his straw hat and walked into the courtyard.

"Old man, your hat ......"

The old man didn't speak, he smiled kindly, and couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, Du Zhong reached out and touched it, and then took three steps back in horror, and the straw hat also fell off his hand!

The old man's body did not have any temperature, and the place where Du Zhong had touched it was also slightly dented, and even fingerprints could be seen.

The old man is not a living person at all, but also a face person!

Du Zhong was completely dumbfounded, he had never seen such a vivid face, it had reached the point where it was fake, if he only saw it with the naked eye, he really couldn't tell the real from the fake.

"I see! The villagers I saw along the way were all noodle people!"

Countless doubts popped up in Du Zhong's heart, what kind of village is this, and who has such ingenious craftsmanship, and why did he make these noodle figures?

Seeing that it was getting late, the atmosphere became even more weird, where did Du Zhong dare to stay, all the way to the entrance of the village, he saw that the villagers maintained the same posture as when he came, and now he was finally sure that these people were fake!

After running out of the village, Du Zhong dared to stop, and he glanced back at the curiosity of his rough clothes......

"Huh, what about the village? Why is the village gone? How can this be? Am I evil?"

Du Zhong was frightened again, his body trembled uncontrollably, the previous experience was too weird, let's leave this ghost place quickly!

"No, Brother Xu has a life-saving grace for me, and I must inform him about this. ”

Things were too strange, Du Zhong was worried that Xu Mo would be in danger, and finally prepared to go up the mountain again to wake up the latter, but soon he was shocked to find that even the mountain was gone!

Although the nameless mountain is not as magnificent as the five mountains, it is also a mountain, how can you say that it is gone?

"This ......"

A strong sense of dizziness hit, Du Zhong only felt as if he had fallen into Luo Tian's strange circle, and he could no longer hold back the horror in his heart, and accelerated his pace and fled the scene.

After Du Zhong left, the disappeared village and the nameless mountain reappeared, and an old man wearing a hat walked out of nothingness, and the farmer Wang Bo, Xu Mo asked him to borrow vegetables a few days ago.

"Recently, things underground have become more and more restless, and the power to protect the barrier has become weaker and weaker, and it seems that the suppression will not last long, and it is time for him to leave this place. ”

"Let's move, before he leaves, prepare more elixirs and demon beast meat. ”

After muttering to himself, Uncle Wang fled with the wind.

Soon after Uncle Wang left, the noodle people in the field seemed to be given life, and all of them came back to life, and everyone talked and laughed, and began to be busy farming, no different from ordinary villages.

The resurrection of the noodle man?!

If Du Zhong saw this scene, his soul would have to be scared away!

......

At night, the mountains are exceptionally quiet, and there is a refreshing coolness everywhere.

Since he was lived by Song Qin, the house was filled with a faint fragrance, especially the bed sheets still had the smell of Song Qin, which almost smoked Xu Mo to death, he was too lazy to wash the sheets, so he simply settled outside the house.

Sitting cross-legged in the hammock, Xu Mo was meditating with his eyes closed.

At first, he had no idea about the three chakras and the sea of qi, but in the afternoon, he pulled out a book of "Chakra Diagrams" from the pile of books, which clearly explained everything and the notes of the previous master.

I don't know if it's talented, Xu Mo quickly mastered the trick, and a faint true qi ran along the three veins every day, and every time it was running, his physique felt like he had a leap and bound.

The seven chakras are like seven small houses, constantly absorbing the aura from nature, and then transforming it into pure true qi, which is stored in the seven chakras.

Running Zhou Tian is actually a process of quenching the body, and under normal circumstances, a large amount of filth will be discharged, but because Xu Mo has eaten dragon meat, the impurities have already been removed, so the speed of running the true qi is faster than that of ordinary beginners.

Xu Mo's hair and clothes are windless, and he is in a very mysterious artistic conception at this moment, he seems to be able to hear the mountains, rivers, earth, and streams talking to him, and the whole person seems to be one with nature.

It wasn't until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night that Xu Mo finally withdrew from his cultivation state.

"It's dark?"

I thought it was only 1 hour, but I didn't expect it to be so late, and remembering that I hadn't fed the two little ones yet, Xu Mo turned his head and looked at the house suddenly, but fortunately the house was still there.

At this time, Wangcai was lying in front of the threshold like a dead dog, his belly bulging like thunder, and a pair of paws scratching the door weakly.

Seeing this scene, Xu Mo rolled his eyes.

This thing is so hungry that it has no strength to walk, and it still has a heart that wants to demolish the house, should I praise it for its perseverance?

Well, maybe I should consider starving it to death!

Sensing a pair of eyes staring at him, Wangcai immediately stopped his movements and shouted at Xu Mo.

I'm going to die!

You're finally willing to wake up!

A cultivation is most of the day, do you want to starve Ben Wang to death, a few minutes later, you will make a dog die, you know!

"Shut up. ”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

What an attitude!

You almost starved Benwang to death, and it was too much to dare to be so fierce!

"If you call it again, I won't give you chicken butts to eat!"

As soon as he heard that there was a chicken butt to eat, Wangcai immediately quieted down, and his two dog's eyes lit up, since the last time he ate chicken butts, he had been thinking about the smell.

Xu Mo was almost speechless and died.

It's really not that he abuses Wangcai, he has eaten chicken legs for Wangcai before, but this guy is so excited that he doesn't even look at it, he has a soft spot for chicken butts.

Xu Mo also asked Wangcai, can you still eat the chicken butt so stinky?

Wangcai replied, stinky tofu, stinky mandarin fish, and large intestine are not smelly, and you humans don't like to eat them so much.

Xu Mo was speechless at that time.

After thinking about it, he finally came to a conclusion that it may not be the chicken butt itself that makes Wangcai addicted, but the faint smell of shit on it.

As the saying goes, dogs can't change it......

Not to mention, it's so unappetizing!