At this time, the pasture road looks extremely awkward. The bun that had just been combed at home was already draped and draped on the shoulders of the pastoral path.

The bloody stains on the corners of his mouth, coupled with the playful smile on his face, looked a little arrogant and weird.

Ying Yan looked at Mu Jinglu fiercely: "The country boy wants to be a hero?

"Ah Da, go on, cripple him for me, this son wants him to live, he can't die!"

"Yes! Childe!" The big man beside Yingzhuan who was replaced by Ah Da respectfully hugged his fists, and asked softly after a little hesitation: "Childe, that fat man seems to be a monk too, although the grade is not high, it is..."

"It's also abolished for me!" Ying Tuan curled the corners of his mouth and said fiercely in a bloodthirsty tone: "A mountain boy, even if he is a member of the monk sect outside, now hiding in this poor and remote place, must have done something shady. ”

"Yes!" Ah Da turned deeply, clenched his fist vigorously, made a gurgling sound, looked at the three people on the pastoral path, and showed a cruel smile.

The expression on Ah Da's face, Mu Jinglu had seen on the faces of many outlaws in his previous life.

Although Mu Jinglu had never taken the initiative to kill people in his previous life, Mu Jinglu knew how ruthless the person with murderous intentions was.

Since it can't be good, then today Lao Tzu will take a look at what it feels like to kill someone. Mu Jinglu was ruthless in his heart, gently put down Duanmu Xing, who couldn't move for the time being, and came to Ding Fang's side and said in a deep voice: "Fatty, wait a minute, I'll go up and drag him with my body, you find a chance to do him!"

Ding Fang was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes, which were originally bloodshot because of anger, gradually became clear, and even a little timid.

"Brother Luzi, no, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it!"

"If you can't do it, you will beat him badly, I will kill him!" Mu Jinglu replied in a low voice, his eyes never leaving Ah Da, who was walking slowly towards him.

The surrounding villagers looked at the three of them worriedly, for fear that this so-called guardian family would hurt the lives of the three of them.

Under the instruction of the old village chief, many young people quietly left the crowd and left separately.

"Boy, if you want to blame yourself, you have bad eyes and offended people who shouldn't be offended. Don't be haunted after you die, let me kill again!"

Ah Da's sudden words made Mu Jinglu stunned when he heard it. It's the afterlife ghost again! What happened to the soul of the people in this world after death.

The thought flashed, and the pastoral path was too late to think about it. Ah Da had already taken several steps at great speed and appeared in front of the pastoral path.

The speed is so fast! Mu Trail Road was shocked in his heart, and the oncoming killing intent made Mu Trail Road's adrenaline suddenly explode.

The pastoral path sank suddenly, narrowly avoiding Ah Da's fierce fist like a hurricane.

Ah Da was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that this mortal would be able to dodge the full force of his Sanzang cultivation.

At the moment when Ah Da was stunned, the pastoral path that sank to the ground darkly and indifferently passed under Ah Da's step, and one turned over and rode onto Ah Da's back.

After riding on Ah Da's back, Mu Jinglu's legs stepped into Ah Da's cross, and his hands quickly restrained Ah Da's hands, and he pulled Ah Da like a turtle stretching out his limbs.

After all, Ah Da is a monk, even if he doesn't major in the physical body. The strength is not comparable to that of a mortal like a pastoral path.

Ah Da's hands shrank forward sharply, almost breaking away from the restrictions of the pasture path.

Just when Ah Da was about to break free, a breath suddenly appeared in the dantian of Mujing Road, which stabbed Mujing Lu's whole body in severe pain.

Although the pain was unbearable, the lack of strength made the pastoral path road many times greater, helping the pastoral path to control Ah Da again.

"Fatty, hurry!" Mu Jinglu endured the drama, blushing and shouting at Ding Fang.

"Dog Niang raised!Take over the baton!" Ding Fang, who had already completed the accumulation, raised the huge wooden stick in his hand and hammered it fiercely into Ah Da's chest, who was temporarily unable to move, after shouting at the pasture road.

With a loud bang, Ah Da flew backwards with the pasture path on his back, and smashed into the stunned Yingzhuo.

There was another bang, and he was smashed to the bottom of the mat, dizzy, damaged at the same time, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Not only Yingyan couldn't believe it, but even the villagers of Dinghu Village who were watching around and the servants brought by Yingzha were also staring at each other in surprise and surprised.

They actually saw the monk who was created by mortals, even though this monk looked like rubbish.

Ding Fang threw down the wooden stick, so tired that he kept panting like a dog.

Duanmu Xing didn't know when he had already gotten up, limping in front of the three people who were still overlapping each other.

With an expressionless face, he lifted the fainting Ah Da and threw it into the Yingjia servant who was still stunned like throwing garbage.

Then he picked up the pasture path that was already a little confused, and walked back.

"Ouch," several servants were smashed and turned on their backs, screaming for the sky and the ground.

Yingluo, who was smashed at the bottom, did not faint, and his eyes were full of grief and indignation.

"Childe, Childe!" After the panic, the servant seemed to remember his master lying on the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yingluo up.

"Get out of here!" Ying's face turned red, not only was he pressed, but he still felt ashamed.

Mu Jinglu finally came to his senses with the help of Duanmu Xing, and was a little paralyzed to be supported by Duanmu Xing, with a slightly cruel gaze, but with a weak evil smile.

Ying Luo is a disciple of the Ying family, so he naturally has practiced. However, Ying Zhuang's talent is mediocre, and his cultivation is not hard, and he is just a shrimp in the Sanzang Realm that has not really stepped into the monk world. It's still a small shrimp that was piled up with elixir and was too empty.

Ying Roll couldn't see the specific state of Ding Fang and Mu Jing Lu at this time, and Ah Da was still in a state of fainting, Ying Rong could only look at Mu Jing Lu and the others angrily, and didn't dare to move at all for the time being.

After a stalemate of half a pillar of incense, the young and strong villagers who had just quietly left had already brought the weapons they used to hunt on weekdays at this time, and surrounded Yingtuan.

"Young man, let's stop in moderation. The old village chief came to the center of the fight with a cane and said: "Although my Dinghu Village is all ordinary people, I can also survive in the Jingshan Mountain, which is infested with demon beasts. ”

"If it really starts, I'm afraid that Ying Gongzi will not be enough to see this person. Moreover, our Dinghu Village has guarded Dinghu for nearly a thousand years for the four major families, and there is no merit and hard work, and we also ask Ying Gongzi to raise his noble hand. ”

The old village chief waved his hand and asked people to bring up a large wild goat.

Ying's face was extremely ugly. I wanted to grab some meat to improve the food, but I didn't expect to be bitten and not to mention, the people in the small village were treated like beggars.

Yingzha was so angry that her face was flushed.

But the other party was outnumbered, and he ran out secretly. If such a humiliating thing is reported back to the four great families, how can he still hold his head up?

"Childe, let's go first, if you let the head of the family know, you will have to be confined again!"

The servant on the side said carefully.

"Hmph, wait for me!" Ying Yan was helpless, snorted coldly, and ordered the servant to lift Ah Da, who was still asleep, and walked towards the outside of the village. Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn around and look at Mu Jinglu and the others viciously, and the intention to come back to take revenge on Mu Jinglu and the others was obvious.

After Yinglu left, the pastoral path could no longer hold on, his head was biased, and he also fainted.

When he woke up, he was already lying in his bedroom at home. It hurts so much, her mother hurts!, Mu Jinglu frowned, cursing in his heart.

There is the pain caused by the servants on the surface of the body, and there is also the pain that is completed by the inexplicable strength of the body when the pastoral path erupts.

It's just that Mu Jinglu didn't expect that the injury completed by Nameless Jin seemed to be more serious than the external injury completed by Yingza.

It was just a slight turnover, which made Mu Jinglu sweat in pain. In desperation, Mu Jinglu could only wait for his mother to take care of himself and slowly recover his body.

Half a month bedridden, so that Mu Jinglu began to slowly get used to his mother in this life.

Maybe it's also because the mother in this life is a little similar to the mother in the previous life. In the past ten days of recuperation, Mu Jinglu felt that he had returned to Earth and saw his original mother.

Mu Jinglu drank the rice porridge fed by Gu Xiu one by one, and his eyes became a little obsessed.

It's still so kind, or that doting look.

It may be that Gu Xiu's true feelings touched the pasture path that crossed over, or it may be that the pasture path pinned his thoughts on his mother in his previous life on Gu Xiu's body, or it may be the influence of the soul of the pasture road that was not completely recreational.

Mu Jinglu began to accept this mother who loved him as much as he did in his previous life.

Duanmu Xing and Ding Fang came to visit the pasture road almost every day. Although Duanmu Xing doesn't talk much, almost every time he comes to Mujing Lu's house, he will bring the game he hunts into the mountains and give it to Mujing Lu to replenish his body.

Pastoral path, pastoral road, in vain, usually say that he is open-minded by nature, and he is safe when he comes. But coming to this world, enjoying the family and friendship that should be enjoyed by others, but always treating himself as an outsider, deliberately making himself incompatible with this world, it is really a waste of this opportunity given by God.

Mu Jinglu secretly blamed himself, and even slapped himself hard.

Since you occupy someone else's body, you should inherit everything from someone else. While living for yourself, you must live well for others.

After figuring out the pastoral path, not only can I clearly feel the emotions of the people around me, but I can also clearly feel that this aura world is indeed a little different from the earth in the previous life.

This life is the next life, and the next life is the past life.

"Brother Lu Zi, in the past few days, people dressed up in the four major families have begun to appear in the village. ”

Ding Fang cooperated with Duanmu Xing, and came to Mujing Lu's house to visit Mujing Road.

"What are you doing again?"

"I don't know. But looking at their sneaky appearance, I'm afraid nothing good is good. ”

Mu Jinglu looked at Ding Fang, who was rarely serious, and teased: "Then what do you think they want to do?"

"You!" Without waiting for Ding Fang to answer, Duanmu Xing, who cherished words like gold, actually opened his mouth with a dignified face.