About half an hour later, after walking around the neighborhood, Mu Qingxiao found an open-air tea stall, found a place to sit down, and said, "Boss, a pot of good tea and a plate of pastries." ”

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute."

Soon, the stall owner came over with a pot of hot tea and a plate of pastries, and said with a warm smile: "Childe is out to play, the scenery of Qinchuan will definitely not disappoint you." ”

"In March, the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is indeed quite good." Picking up the teacup and taking a sip gently, Mu Qingxiao said in a flat tone.

"Childe is really temperamental."

The stall owner is very enthusiastic, and he is not in a hurry, chatting while sipping tea.

After half an hour, a plate of pastries was eaten, and two cups of tea were at the bottom, Mu Qingxiao stood up, took out a piece of silver and put it on the table, and turned to leave.

The stall owner stepped forward, looked at a piece of silver on the table, and just wanted to say that the money was too much, but the customer had long since disappeared.

After leaving the tea stall, Mu Qingxiao walked along the canal to the west side of Qinchuan City, he came to Qinchuan not only to see the scenery, but also to have a deep meaning.

More than ten minutes later, standing in front of a small mansion, Mu Qingxiao fell into deep thought, on the left side of the small mansion was a mansion, and the plaque at the door had the word 'Fang Mansion'.

Looking at the closed door of the small mansion, Mu Qingxiao's divine sense was released, and he inspected the inside and outside of the small mansion, and there was no sign of anyone living in it.

"It seems that Ouyang Shaogong has not come back, he has only waited for a few years, let's go to Bishan first."

Shaking his head slightly, he sighed, and after that, the surrounding space fluctuated slightly, and the figure disappeared from the spot.

Originally, Mu Qingxiao's target was Yuheng, the other half of Zixian Villa, and halfway through, he thought that Ouyang Shaogong might appear in Qinchuan in the near future.

So, Mu Qingxiao came here by the way, and it was not surprising to meet the Fang family's sisters and brothers, but he was somewhat disappointed that he did not meet Ouyang Shaogong.

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Two days later, in the early morning, the sun rose in the east.

At this time, what caught Mu Qingxiao's eyes was a mountain village, the village did not cover a large area, only dozens of acres of land, and it was estimated that there were dozens of people living in it.

The village is completely isolated from the surrounding towns, and the perimeter is fenced off by a bamboo fence more than a meter high, making it completely insecure.

At this height, at most, it can defend against some ordinary beasts, and if there are really demons and monsters, I am afraid that no one in the whole village will be spared.

Therefore, demons and monsters are pure nonsense, otherwise, let alone sending people to report in the town, it is not yet known whether there will be living people.

It's strange to say, Cuiping Village is located at the foot of this Bishan Mountain, it is impossible for there to be no beasts in the mountains, not to mention demons and monsters, Mu Qingxiao has never seen even an ordinary beast along the way.

But the young people in the village are frequently dying strangely, and there are strange things going on.

The death of the young people has caused the residents of the village to panic and even want to move again.

Eventually, as the old people in the village were unwilling to abandon the village and leave, the elderly village chief had no choice but to ask for help from people in nearby towns.

The city lord didn't want to take care of the matter, but he had some way, so he had to ask for help from the legendary Xiuzhen sect in the form of letters.

Looking at the small village in front of him, Mu Qingxiao couldn't help but glance up at the top of Bishan Mountain.

Even though it's blue and the sun is shining, it's lifeless, and there are no birds around, and the atmosphere is extremely weird.

Retracting his gaze, Mu Qingxiao took a step, pushed open the bamboo fence gate at the entrance of the village, and walked towards the interior of the village.

Not long after walking, an old farmer, about sixty years old, was plowing a small field with a hoe, seemingly planting seedlings of vegetables and fruits.

Mu Qingxiao glanced at the old man and stepped forward, and said softly: "Old man, may I ask if this is Cuiping Village?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man raised his head, revealing a wrinkled cheek, and his cloudy eyes were full of confusion.

After being stunned for a moment, the old man put down the hoe in his hand and said, "Doll, you are not from the village, are you?" ”

"Yes, it's from outside the village."

Although the old man was old, it did not prevent the two from communicating, but when he heard the word doll, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's eyes couldn't help twitching, feeling a little weird.

"I haven't come to such a desolate place, but the village hasn't been peaceful lately, so the old man advises you to leave quickly."

As if thinking of something, a trace of fear flashed in the old man's eyes, and he began to persuade Mu Qingxiao to leave.

"Old man, the city lord is here to help you solve the strange things in the village, and please tell me the ins and outs of the matter."

"You...... Are you an immortal? ”

Hearing Mu Qingxiao's words, the old man was excited, wasn't the city lord invited the legendary immortal, and when he threw off the hoe in his hand, he was going to kneel down and kowtow to him.

This move made Mu Qingxiao a little helpless, and hurriedly helped him up, and said: "Immortals don't dare to be, it's just some ordinary people who are small Taoists, and the old people don't have to be like this." ”

"Immortal, we are half buried in the ground, you have to save those poor children in the village." Thinking of the young people in the village dying one by one, the old man's face showed a look of pain.

"I came here to solve this matter, and I asked the old man to recount what happened in the village."

"Here's the thing, we, Cuipingshan, have always been safe, but for some reason, we ...... a month ago"

After the old man's narration, Mu Qingxiao learned that in this month, a total of three young men in the village died, without any injuries on their bodies, and they died inexplicably.

Moreover, before they died, these men had a trait, muddy, and even wandered around the village in the middle of the night.

Before, the village names didn't take it seriously, and it wasn't until two young people died that they began to pay attention to it, and now there are three men who have died around the clock.

After briefly understanding what happened, Mu Qingxiao thought for a moment, and after learning the location of the village chief's house from the old man's mouth, he walked towards the interior of the village.

After a few minutes, I followed the route pointed out by the old man, walked in a straight line, and soon saw a small courtyard house, which was the residence of the village chief.

Compared with the earthen houses in the village, this courtyard house is not much different from the houses in the towns outside the village.

The village chief is an old man over 90 years old, with white hair, and after seeing Mu Qingxiao, he was respectful, and even instructed his wife to prepare tea and pastries.

"Tea and pastries don't need, take me to see the body of the deceased first."

"The body of the deceased will be placed in the backyard, please come with me."

Following the village chief and coming to the backyard, Mu Qingxiao stared at it, and looked at it, under a leafy tree in the courtyard, there were three black coffins.

The lush foliage of the trees just shades the pouring sunlight, making the atmosphere in the courtyard seem a little oppressive.

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(End of chapter)