Ancient trees are towering, and mountains are cascading. In the deserted primeval forest, a curling smoke rises.

Next to the river, under an ancient tree hugged by ten people, Mu Yu touched his round belly and let out a burp sound of eating and drinking.

"Whew, it's cool when your stomach is full."

Since waking up in the cave, Mu Yu has made a lot of luck to stabilize himself, tidy up the clothes on his body, and investigate the cave.

He found that the lines on the platform seemed to be a teleportation array, remembering the scarlet wind flow that protected him before fainting, he thought it was a protective measure emitted by the teleportation array at first, but now that he thought about it carefully, the internal nature of the scarlet wind flow was obvious, and someone should have saved him, but for some reason, that person was not around.

Thinking that it might be because of the teleportation array, Mu Yu put aside other thoughts and first found a way back.

Just the scenery after walking out of the cave made him a little confused, there were towering trees everywhere, and it seemed that the situation was in a primeval mountain forest.

He once used light skills to go to the top of an ancient tree to check, and climbed high and looked into the distance, but it was an endless mountain range.

Hungry, he saw a river in the tree, and when he came down, he caught three heavy rains in the river, and made a fire to cook and eat with a satisfied face, and this is what happened just now.

After resting for a while, Mu Yu stood up, jumped to the top of the tree, and looked around.

"Although they are all high mountains and dense forests, in general, the mountains in this direction tend to get shorter and shorter, and the river is also going that way, okay, let's go that way."

Discerning the surrounding direction and environment, Mu Yu made up his mind, and his inner breath turned into light.

All the way forward, the small river gradually widened, and gradually became a big river, and after a while, Mu Yu saw a small village.

He stopped the art of turning light, cut down branches in the mountains and forests, made them into a bamboo basket, and then collected various herbs according to what he learned in medical books and put them in.

After doing all this, Mu Yu walked down the mountain and entered the small village.

The language of the children at the entrance of the village made Mu Yu breathe a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, although some tones are different, it is still the language of Kyushu." ”

An old man sitting at the entrance of the village saw Mu Yu's face, looked at it carefully, and said, "Young man, did you encounter something when you went up the mountain to collect medicine?" ”

What I wanted was this kind of misunderstanding, Mu Yu immediately saluted and said: "Uncle, when I went up the mountain to collect medicine, I encountered a very big tiger, which scared the boy and I ran away, although I escaped from the tiger's mouth, it was just ......"

Speaking of this, Mu Yu first looked at his clothes that were torn by the battle, and then continued: "It is inevitable that he will be scratched by the dense woods on the way to escape, and his clothes will become like this, and this time I ran to a place I am not familiar with, and I have to ask the old man what kind of place this place is." ”

"Young man, escape from the tiger's mouth, your life is big, but you can't talk like this, let's go to the house with the old man to get a piece of clothing first, and it just so happens that my grandson is almost fighting with you." The old man said as he walked beside him.

Mu Yu followed closely and said, "The kid thanked me first, dare to ask what the old man is called?" ”

"Just call me Lao Yan."

"Uncle Yan. The boy's name is Yu Mu. ”

With just a few words, he came to the first house in the village, and Yan Lao came out soon after entering, holding a set of blue linen clothes in his hand, and handed it to Mu Yu and said: "Look at you so gentle and polite, if it weren't for the herbs in the bamboo basket behind you that are really good, I would have suspected that you are a scholar, na, let's change it first." ”

Mu Yu took the clothes brought by the old man, and went into the room inside to change clothes, the house was not big, the living room was full of all kinds of wood, a table, a few low stools, and only one bedroom had two beds in it.

Mu Yu changed his clothes and came out, Yan Lao was preparing to make tea, Mu Yu's heart warmed, and he heard the old man say: "Yes, it fits well, but it's a little loose." Where is Yu Boy from? ”

Mu Yu sat down and replied, "The boy's ancestral home is the capital of the Daxi Dynasty in Kyushu. ”

"Well, I'll just say your name doesn't look like a ghost from the east, so it's no wonder. After all, our ancestors in Yanjia Village also came to ...... by boat."

An old man and a young man talked and talked, and at dinner, Yan Lao's grandson Yan Shisan also came back, he was hearty, but he was a little fat, but when he asked about his father, the sadness that flashed in his and Yan Lao's eyes made Mu Yu know something, so he didn't ask anymore.

The three of them had dinner, after Mu Yu thanked them, he gave them the herbs he picked to express his gratitude, Yan Lao said no, but he also accepted Mu Yu's insistent request, and then took Mu Yu to walk around the village, and met many people in the village......

Lying on the floor of the temporary bunk in the living room at night - originally Yan Shisan let Mu Yu sleep on the bed, but Mu Yu felt that it was not very convenient and said that he wanted to sleep on the floor, Yan Shisan and Yan Lao said that they couldn't move him, and the grandfather and grandson had to give up - Mu Yu thought back to what he had gained today.

From Yan Lao's side, I learned that this is a huge island in the East China Sea of Kyushu, the name is Tianxuan Island, the aborigines of the island are the people of the ghost clan further east, and it is just a name for the ghost clan, anyway, according to what Yan Lao said, there is not much difference between those ghost clans and them, and with the settlement of many Kyushu people who came to settle here a long time ago, now there are many people on the island who are gradually indistinguishable.

I thought that I might have taken a boat back to Kyushu, but I didn't expect that there would be a ghost island similar to Dongying here. Thinking like this, Mu Yu planned to sleep for a while, and tomorrow he would follow the river—the Qingyu River that Yan Lao said—to the downstream big city of Qingyu City to see the situation again.

Thinking about it, Mu Yu fell asleep.

On the hill outside Yanjia Village, two figures looked down at the peaceful village, and a hint of fierceness flashed in their eyes.

One of them nodded slightly, and the other took out a long yellow strip of paper with unknown lines drawn on it.

I saw that with a wave of the man's hand, the lines on the paper activated, emitting a dark red light, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a small bird and broke through the air.

In the main port of Tianxuan Island, a big ship was parked there, and the owner of the ship was preparing to board the ship, and the person who came to see him off was the real controller of Tianxuan Island, the sect master of Tianxuan Sect, Cangxuan Shixiong.

I saw the owner of the ship, a burly man in a golden robe, and said to Cangxuan Shixiong, a Tianxuan sword robe: "Friend of the Sword Sect, just send it here, my unsuccessful son, I will ask you to discipline and discipline more." ”

"It's easy to say, and you won't disappoint your friends."

"Hahaha, with the words of my friend, I am relieved."

With that, the golden-robed man stepped into the boat, and the golden dragon ship set sail.

Inside the boat, a man armed with a katana knelt down on one knee behind the golden-robed man and said, "Master, is it really okay to put the young master on Tianxuan Island?" ”

"Get up, you and I have been a servant for many years, this kind of etiquette has already been changed for you, as for that kid, hum." Although the man looked angry, the pride on his face could not be concealed no matter what, "As the son of a subordinate, he should run to the lord's home and set fire, if you don't deal with him, how can you serve the people!" ”

"Yes." The man nodded.

"Ahem, in the future, Master Ji will be handed over to you." The golden-robed man coughed a few times, patted the samurai on the shoulder, and said.

"Master!"

"Okay, my own body, I know it myself, next time, I have to trouble you to pick up this kid back to be the head of the house, this time, let me go back to wipe out those moths at home, and leave a pure retainer group for Master Jifa."

"May I die for my master!"