This bloodless strange face really surprised Mu Zifeng.

Because of facing that "strange face" at close range, Mu Zifeng saw it more clearly: the white-clothed big man with the "strange face" was almost exactly the same as the "flying immortal" on the stone forest.

"You're human? Or a ghost? While calming down his emotions, Mu Zifeng secretly took out the Yue Wang Sword from his waist.

"Hahaha......" "Strange Face" turned his back to the sky and laughed, and suddenly scolded viciously: "Shaft, if I were a ghost, I would have cut those three fools with a thousand knives, why would I be trapped in this square inch of land." ”

"That'...... So what exactly do you want? Mu Zifeng thought to himself that the "strange face" had already known that he was hiding here just now, but he did not expose himself in front of those people, and according to the analysis of their conversations, the "strange face" was also trapped by people.

To a certain extent, this shows that at least the "strange face" and those three people are not in the same stream.

"What's wrong? Don't believe me? If you don't save your friend, he won't survive tonight. The "strange face" spoke sideways, and Mu Zifeng looked at the shocking scars, wriggling on the cheeks of the "strange face" like a strange snake.

"Sizzle......" The giant python rushed over like a bolt of lightning, constantly beating its bent body in front of Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng felt that this giant python was quite human, and it was afraid of the red flame jade on his body.

"If your fat friend is a patient with bone marrow, even Bian Que and Hua Tuo will not be able to save him......"

Hearing the statement of "strange face", Mu Zifeng couldn't help but touch Jia Fatzi's face with his right hand, feeling that he was panting, and his two faces were even more abnormally hot.

"Come out, I'm going to hurt you a long time ago, and you have to wait until now?" The "strange face" sighed: "Everyone in the world is for profit, and current affairs are mostly treacherous, but I don't take it!" ”

Indeed, Mu Zifeng thought about it in a blink of an eye, after he entered the hall, the "strange face" obviously had plenty of time to attack him.

Even if he didn't want to make a move, after the people of the Zhao family came, he could completely shake out his hiding place and borrow a knife to kill people.

But he didn't do anything.

Perhaps, the "strange face" did not harm himself.

Thinking of this, Mu Zifeng felt that it was a blessing or a curse, and it was a disaster that could not be avoided, and besides, he chose to hide in the coffin before, in order to hide, because the enemy was in the light, and he was in the dark. Concealment is the best defense.

Now that his whereabouts are clear, it is not a thing to be curled up in a coffin for a long time.

Because although the space inside the coffin is not small, compared to the space outside, it is still an inch of space after all, even if there is a fight later, it is quite inconvenient and cannot dodge.

So, Mu Zifeng pushed open the lid of the coffin, gently pressed it on the edge of the coffin with his left hand, and jumped out, bent down and said to the "strange face": "Senior, you are so polite in your late life!" ”

"Be good, good, worthy of being a descendant of the Mu family, the tiger is not powerful, and you know etiquette." The "strange face" armrest laughed for a while, but it sounded particularly mad to Mu Zifeng.

When Mu Zifeng was just about to stand upright, he saw the "strange face" sink his ugly face down and shouted: "Kneel down for me!" ”

Mu Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why, he just wanted to ask why, but he was swept sideways by the giant python, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground.

"What the hell are you going to do, old man?" Mu Zifeng was a little angry, the Republic of China is over, the set of old customs and bad habits of the Northern Qing Dynasty have long been broken, he Mu Zifeng kneels to the sky and kneels to the ancestors, the man has gold under his knees, and in the face of others, he swears not to bow down.

"What? Let you know how to count. The "strange face" sat in the hall and sneered: "You are Mu Hongwei's great-grandson, right?" ”

Mu Hongwei is Mu Zifeng's great-grandfather, and he is also the name written on the tablet of Yuheng Palace.

"So what?" Mu Zifeng simply sat on the ground, all these years of grievances and poor life have made him develop a bold and fearless character.

Indeed, for Mu Zifeng, what difficulty could be more difficult than living? So it seems that he is a humble person, but in fact, he has built a ravine in his heart.

Mr. Wang Yangming said: His heart is bright, what more can a husband ask for? Mu Zifeng currently has a stubborn idea in his heart, that is, to find his father's traces and revive the family's style.

Although everyone thinks that their father is missing, everyone thinks that the Mu family is completely defeated.

His faith will not waver.

Even if life has been extremely difficult in these years, despite Lin Ruoting's mother's ridicule, even if the work of the archaeological institute is poorly paid, so what?

In the face of fate, Mu Zifeng will not bow his head, nor can he bow his head.

I will not bow my head because the belief in my heart is as hard as a rising mountain. If you look down, the mountain will puncture your chest.

You can't bow your head because you have to look up at the road ahead, and if you look down, you will go astray.

If one day, fate wants to choke his throat, then when he falls, he will definitely be like a jade mountain about to collapse.

Therefore, he firmly believed that the Mu family would be carried forward again in his hands, and even returned to the Mu Mansion to restore the ancestral business of the Mu family, and once again face the four seas, rivers and three rivers.

So, Mu Zifeng asked aloud-for-tat: "I also want to ask you, what do you want to do in my Mu family's ancient mansion?" Is there some conspiracy? ”

"Take off your shirt, and I will test you for real." The "strange face" widened its "strange eyes", and urged in a loud voice: "If you want to save your friend, just be obedient to me and take it off for me!" ”

Mu Zifeng thought that he had heard the wrong thing, uh, this old guy wouldn't be an old man, he didn't want to give in, but when he thought of the dying Jia Fatzi, it was estimated that his life was in danger, and he didn't care if the "strange face" could rejuvenate himself, so he could only rush to the doctor in a hurry, and die fat as a fat doctor.

"Take it off, and it's not that you haven't taken it off?" Mu Zifeng stood up suddenly, his figure was straight and tall, more than half a head taller than the "strange face", he laughed secretly in his heart, didn't he take off his clothes? Can this little thing stump yourself? Stripping naked in front of a man is nothing to be embarrassed about, and it is far from touching the bottom line.

Three times five divided by two, Mu Zifeng untied his clothes neatly, and a scar of about three inches on his left rib cage was revealed.

The scar on the ribs exposes the traditions of the Mu family.

It was a bloody tradition, and it was rumored that when the baby boy was one year old, the family would use a sharp blade to slash three inches through the left rib and one inch into the skin to sacrifice themselves with blood. Some babies with stronger constitutions will survive, while others with weaker constitutions will die. It's a bloody tradition, but it's been passed down and maintained.