After more than ten days, the four great families who returned to the ancestral sacrifice left Dinghu. Mu Jinglu didn't expect Yingzheng to make a play, and he actually made a full set.

Before leaving, Yingzheng brought the younger generation of the four major families to apologize to the villagers again, and deliberately left some healing pills and money.

Although Mu Jinglu didn't want to appreciate it, the experience of his previous life made Mu Jinglu know that in the face of class and strength, the bottom self could only admit defeat and give in and lie dormant.

I was fortunate to be able to see a group of amazing proud sons today, so Mu Jinglu had to sigh that the monks were really the same as in the novels of the previous life, the women were all as beautiful as fairies, and the men were all handsome and chic.

At the same time, the contemptuous gaze left by the monks before they left made Mu Jinglu more and more aware that this was a world where the strong were respected.

"Brother Lu Zi, are you really planning to leave Dinghu Village?"

Ding Fang looked at the pastoral path with some reluctance, not knowing what to do. I also want to follow Brother Lu all the time, but when my father left, I told myself that I must wait until my father comes to pick me up. Ding Fang thought so, and his mood was a little low.

Mu Jinglu chuckled and looked at Ding Fang, and said firmly: "Well, you must go out! This world is the world of monks, if you want to live a stable life and protect your relatives, you must become a monk!"

Moreover, it was said in the novels of the previous life that no matter what kind of cultivation you have, you can shatter the void and escape the universe when you reach the extreme. If that's the case, wouldn't he still have a chance to return to Earth? Mu Jinglu thought expectantly, but didn't say anything.

"But you're gone, what should I do!" Ding Fang's face was bitter, and he almost cried.

"You dead fat man!" Mu Jinglu slapped Ding Fang a little speechlessly and said, "You can go out with me and explore the world." If you don't want to, you should eat and drink in the village, isn't it the same as usual?"

After Mu Jinglu teased, he no longer paid attention to Ding Fang, looked at Duanmu Xing, who was still covered in bandages, and asked, "Xingzi, what are you going to do?"

In the tragic battle that day, Duanmu Xing almost withstood Yingxing's full strength, and it was already a great luck in misfortune to be able to stay alive. If it weren't for the healing medicine left by Yingzheng, I'm afraid I would have to light incense and candles for Duanmu Xing at this time and burn paper money.

Although Mu Jinglu looked down on Yingzheng's style, Mu Jinglu still recorded Yingzheng's life.

Duanmu Xing moved his body with difficulty, lay on the bed and said lightly: "You go, I'll go!" The firmness in his tone made Mu Jinglu a little surprised.

"Ah, Xing Zi is also leaving!" Ding Fang exclaimed when he heard this: "Then wouldn't I be more bored?" Ding Fang stood up and kept walking back and forth in front of Mujing Road and Duanmu Xing, looking a little anxious. The fat on his body trembled and trembled with Ding Fang's pace, making Mu Jinglu really worried that Ding Fang's meat would fall.

All three of them were seriously injured that day, but Ding Fang's recovery speed was extremely fast, and he was able to get out of bed and walk around in three or five days, and after ten days, he had almost recovered as before, which really made Mu Jinglu and Duanmu Xing envious.

In the end, Dingfang, who had been hesitating for a long time, still let go of his father's advice to him, and planned to walk with the pastoral path and leave Dinghu Village.

Before leaving Dinghu Village, there is still an extremely important thing to do on Mujing Road. That's to go to Dinghu Lake to explore.

Ever since Pastoral Road came to this world, I have always felt that something in Dinghu is calling me. Especially after the inexplicable internal strength erupted in the body before, the call from the bottom of Dinghu became more and more obvious.

However, this time, the injury to the pasture road was indeed not light, and it took nearly two months for the pasture road to barely recover. Although there is still a faint pain in the internal organs, the pasture path has been able to run and jump, and it has recovered seventy or eighty percent.

That night, Mu Jinglu hid from his mother and quietly slipped out of Dinghu Village alone, through a forest that was not too big, and came to Dinghu Lake.

Dinghu is not small, but it is not too big either. Through the silver moonlight on the surface of the lake at night, the outline of Dinghu Lake can be faintly seen on the pasture path.

Dinghu Lake is surrounded by Jing Mountain, with a radius of about 3,000 feet. On the side of Dinghu Lake near Jingshan, there is a waterfall about 20 zhang high. The rattling water pours from the waterfall into the Dinghu Lake.

Dinghu Lake is surrounded by jungle shrubs that cannot be seen, stretching to the sky, taking advantage of the night, and suddenly the pasture road feels that its world is only the size of Dinghu Lake.

To the left of the waterfall there is a short cliff face, and below the cliff sitting, there is a seemingly very small manor. In the night, you can still see a little light shining in the manor.

Hmm? Didn't you say that the people who guarded the four major families had already left? How could there still be light? Mu Jinglu was a little curious, suppressed the constant calls from the bottom of the lake, and slowly walked towards the manor of the four major families.

"Xuanyuan Villa, the calligrapher is not bad!" Mu Jinglu looked at the font engraved with a small seal on the door plaque, nodded appreciatively, and muttered in a low voice.

After approaching, Mujing Road realized how big Xuanyuan Villa really was. The undulating pavilions and pavilions are located all over Xuanyuan Villa, and there are some pastures that have seen the feeling of historical sites and palaces in the past life.

The gate of Xuanyuan Villa is open, and through the moonlight, the pastoral path road can clearly see the scene in Xuanyuan Villa through the gate.

On the long corridor, as far as the eye can see, there are red and black lanterns above.

The people who guard the family are all fools?Is the black lantern useful?Mu Jinglu thought suspiciously, disdainfully, and the ghost sent a god to cross the gate of Xuanyuan Villa and enter the Xuanyuan Villa.

With a snort, the pastoral path clearly felt a dark wind passing behind it, and the red and black lanterns on the corridor swayed in the wind, and the candles in the lanterns flickered brightly and dimly, as if they could be extinguished at any time.

The pasture path was frightened by the sudden strange phenomenon, and his hair exploded, and he stood still and did not dare to move.

What the hell is this place! Isn't it the ancestral house that guards the family? Why the fuck does it look like a haunted house! Mu Jinglu scolded in fear in his heart. Holding back the fear in his heart, he stiffly turned his head to look around.

Call... With another sound, Mu Jinglu clearly felt that his face seemed to be caressed by something, and it was bitterly cold. The change between Mougins scared the pastoral road like a fried cat.

"Damn!" Mu Jinglu didn't dare to look any more, shouted desperately, turned around, closed his eyes, and rushed towards the gate of Xuanyuan Villa.

That's a few points faster than the rabbits that escaped for their lives.

"Ouch! bang!" Pastoral Road had completely forgotten the threshold at the gate, and in a panic, he tripped over the threshold and fell out, and threw Pastoral Path into a.

"Bah, bah!" Mu Jinglu rubbed his aching knee, spat the dust in his mouth, and muttered in a low voice, "it, it's really unlucky." ”

Mu Jinglu, who was a little dizzy, patted the dust on his clothes, and then was stunned: No, wasn't there a ghost just now?

Crunch... As if answering the pastoral path, a very piercing creak suddenly came from the gate behind the pastoral path, which made the pastoral path tighten again.

! What a ghost! Mu Jinglu cursed in his heart, kicked his legs, and ran wildly. Although fearful, the soul of the pastoral path has always come from the earth of the twentieth century, and naturally has a natural curiosity about ghosts.

Under the ghost's mission, the pastoral path turned back, but the scene he saw when he looked back made the pastoral path stop in a daze.

It is indeed a ghost, floating in the air, but the moonlight is not too bright at night, and the pasture path road can't see whether there is a shadow or not. But the pastoral path can clearly see the face of the so-called ghosts.

There was no imaginary cloak, protruding eyes, and a bloody face.

The female ghost in front of her was actually coiled in a bun that looked like a bow, leaving a little on both sides of her temples, which naturally drooped. The eyebrows are very delicate, and the black and shiny eyes have a little tenderness. There is a dimple on both cheeks that is not noticeable.

Perhaps it was because she found that Mu Jinglu was observing herself, and the corners of the female ghost's mouth were slightly raised, and her lips were as rosy as cherries, and a row of white teeth flowed out.

Didn't my mother say that ghosts without souls only leave brutal instincts? Can anyone tell me if this face in front of me is cruel?!

The plot is not right! The plot is not right! Mu Jinglu shook his head fiercely in disbelief and looked at it again. Could this be the soul of a woman who has just died?

A breeze blew without making people feel the yin qi, and the white robe and hair of the female ghost were blown gently fluttering, leaving Mu Jinglu stunned.

The female ghost slowly approached the front of the pastoral path and said softly, "Childe." ”

"Huh?!"

"Haven't you heard that don't look back when it's dark?"

"Huh?"

Mu Jinglu, who was awakened, was slightly stunned, what do you mean? Don't look back when it's dark? Well, it seems that it is, I watched that ghost movie in my previous life, but what do you mean by asking this question now? Mu Jinglu thought so, his face was a little confused.

"Because..."The female ghost's eyes were like looking at her lover, which made Mu Jinglu stunned again.

"Turn, head, see, ghost!" The female ghost's voice suddenly changed greatly, chewing the words, crunching word by word, and the originally suffocating face instantly became terrifying, and her scalp was numb.

The cloak was scattered, the eyes were protruding, the eye sockets were oozing black blood, and the upper and lower rows of teeth in the mouth were also full of blood stains and minced flesh.

Mu Jinglu looked at the grimace in front of him that was almost on his face, and his jaws involuntarily trembled, and he gurgled when he touched it.

"Hell... Hell!" the trail roared heartbreakingly, and fled with all its lives, regardless of north and south. In a panic, Mu Jinglu fled to the side of Dinghu, and with the call that had always existed in his heart, he involuntarily jumped into Dinghu and jumped into Dinghu with a pop.

"Hehe..."The female ghost regained her beautiful appearance just now, looked at the lake with ripples and the pasture path disappeared, covered her mouth and chuckled: "It's really interesting." ”

"It's just that why is his breath so familiar?" the female ghost shook her head suspiciously, and then floated away into the distance, seemingly not worried that the pasture path would be drowned in the Dinghu Lake.