Entering the city gate, the streets were full of traffic, and people walked between the chariots and beasts. On both sides of the street, there are street vendors, or serious shops, some people stop curiously, and some shake their heads and leave.

Before entering the city, Dao Mu was in a complicated mood, looked at the door and was discouraged, and even wanted to turn around and leave, but the worry about the Li family made him unable to move his pace.

Entering the city gate, Dao Mu felt that he was a passerby. The bustle of the road is not in the eyes, and the hustle and bustle of the city is not in the ears. Dao Mu felt as if he was walking in a memory. The reality was too late, but he couldn't fit in. Recalling the past, he couldn't extricate himself.

So, Dao Mu did not stay on the street, had the idea of staying too much, and took a big stride and went straight to the pastoral house. The closer you get to the house, the cooler the paving on both sides of the street, and the fewer people come and go.

In front of the pastoral house, a large area has long been empty, with no weeds and no domestic garbage. More than ten acres of vacant land in front of the door have become clean, but it looks even more desolate.

Here, it used to be the paradise of Taoist herdsmen, no matter clothing, food, housing and transportation, as long as you go out a few steps, you can buy it. As a result, Li Xiaopang was reluctant to go back to his home, and often came to the Mufu to eat and live, and each time it was more than half a month.

Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first.

Dao Mu stood on the empty field, turning back and forth, looking back on the past, vividly.

"Who's coming?"

"Why did it come to this?"

Dozens of guards poured out from the pastoral mansion and surrounded the Dao Pastor group. A short and thin young man strode out of the door, Dao Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, this person looked a little similar to Tang Shui.

Tang Shui's son, how could Tang De be here?

I'm afraid not, come here to be a blessing, and wait for Tang Shui to share the Dao fruits they picked from the disaster area.

"I'm Daomu, this is my home. Dao Mu pointed to the door plaque with his right hand, indifferently, "I am red-eyed, but my eyes are not blind, what is written on it is still the Mu's Mansion, right?"

Tang De was stunned suddenly, subconsciously retreated a few steps, retreated to the threshold, and almost tripped and was supported by a hard object. Stand up, turn your head to look, and show joy on your face, "Grandma, you're out of the customs!"

"Hmm. The old woman didn't even look at him, and her tone was flat.

The old woman has a childish face, a forty-year-old face, but a rickety old body. In Chi Dusk's body, Dao Mu keenly felt a surging vitality.

"What a big female worm?" Dao Mu's eyes were half-narrowed, and he already knew who this old woman was.

The old woman is really a one-faced spider spirit, Tang De's biological mother Zhu Hong, not the grandmother as she says on the surface. Tang De didn't know that his mother was still alive, and he didn't even know that he was half-human and half-demon. However, what is more interesting is that Zhu Hong is still Tang Long's Taoist companion.

"Dao Mu?" Zhu Hong smiled softly, his crutches were propped up outside the threshold, but the person was still standing inside the threshold, and there was no thought of stepping out of the door on his face, "Weaving Mansion, Mu Jian Mountain disciple, Dao Mu?"

"Yes. Dao Mu was indifferent.

One step at a heavy step, the anger under his feet was like a tsunami, and the armor guards that surrounded him were crushed. asked why they were in the pastoral mansion, and their tone was so thin and cold that their emotions were frozen. Normal people can clearly distinguish that Dao Mu rejects people's indifference thousands of miles away.

Tang De didn't like Daomu's attitude, with Zhu Hong behind his back, his slightly obscene face, grinning teeth, and his arrogant demeanor was undoubtedly revealed.

I saw that Tang De was about to open his mouth to angrily reprimand Dao Mu, but he was immediately rammed by Zhu Hong with a cane, telling him to shut up and get out of the way. Tang De didn't dare to disobey, and retreated to the side of the door frame.

Zhu Hong was kind and smiled at Daomu. I occasionally heard the demeanor of the Son of Heaven Mucang, and heard that the former residence of the Son of Heaven Mucang is very well preserved.

Coincidentally, when Fang arrived in the Immortal City, he suddenly had an epiphany, and he urgently needed to find a place to retreat. That's why I took the liberty to disturb the tranquility of the former residence, and I hope that Daomu will not be surprised.

Seeing that his attitude was as soft as cotton, Dao Mu would not waste his strength to beat, and Naodao did not like uninvited guests, and did not want his only thought to be violated or even destroyed. Otherwise, he would do whatever it took to pull down a few people to set foot on the Huangquan Road with him and find the king of Hades to comment.

Zhu Hong was like a woman, smiled heartily, and said again and again, and asked Dao Mu to rest assured, she was in the Mu Mansion, her cultivation was important, and she did not destroy a single grass or tree in the Mu Mansion. Since, Dao Mu, the master, has returned. Besides, she happened to be out of the customs, so she wouldn't be cheeky here.

Want to go?

How can this be done, what can be compared, let the family go on the road neatly, and cultivate yin virtue.

"Hmm. Dao Mu is also indifferent, looking directly at Zhu Hong with bloody eyes, if he doesn't dislike the cold and cold of the waste house, he can live here permanently. What's more, in such a big house, he is a man and a beast, and he seems too lonely and lifeless.

However, no matter how Dao Mu invited, Zhu Hong resolutely shirked it. This situation immediately made Dao Mu wonder if Zhu Hong had found a treasure in the Mu Mansion and was in a hurry to get out of it, so as not to expose his feet.

I was afraid that Dao Mu would see through the horse's feet in the end, and then give Dao Mu the Weaving Heaven Mansion and put pressure on her Zhu Hong to hand over Mu Cang's relics.

When Zhu Hong left, she took out a bag of candy and gave it to Daomu, saying that she had heard that Daomu loved to eat candy. This bag of candy was refined by her with 10,000 catties of honey from native bees, mixed with various health elixirs, and spirit wine.

Dao Mu opened the sugar bag, and a floral fragrance with a faint aroma of wine soaked his nose and lungs. Dao Mu swallowed his saliva, forcibly closed the sugar bag, and thanked the beast Zhai for sharing the fiefdom of the immortals, and now the fiefdom of the immortals looks like a disaster-free land, rich and abundant.

Zhu Hong propped his hands on crutches, knocked on the ground, bluntly said "ashamed and ashamed", and then told a "shocking" news. At this time, an unfathomable calamity is raging in the desert of death.

Dao Mu smiled, disapproving, busy saying that this is impossible, four years ago, he Dao Mu just passed by there, and saw that the Death Desert had no possibility of disaster.

It is already a dead place, and there is no supply of life overflowing, and there will be no calamity. Mu Cang didn't have anything to do there, not to mention that the disaster had already been killed by Mu Cangzhen, unless the disaster came from elsewhere.

Zhu Hong's face was bitter, and he said that it was the resurrection of the disaster that the Son of Heaven Mu Cangzhen killed, as if there was a black hand from the herdsman behind him, polluting the lake spirit that could have purified and improved the dead land.

Now that the Beast Riding Zhai has called on a large number of immortal cultivators to go to the land of Yuhu Doom, the Zhai Lord has been dispatched. Wave after wave of sword cultivators went to the disaster area with the shepherds, and it has been more than a year since they were discovered.

Half a year ago, her son Tang Shui followed her husband Tang Long into the disaster area, and there has been no news so far.

When Dao Mu heard this, his sword eyebrows wrinkled into scissors, gritting his teeth and hating it, these herdsmen should really be cut with a thousand knives. Then he asked, why didn't he hear the movements of the other sects in Muxing Mountain.

Zhu Hong said with a smile that after all, Mu is a young man, and most of his peers are enemies, under normal circumstances, if he can solve it by himself, he will solve it by himself, but if it doesn't work, he will ask the friends to ask for help, or with the reputation of his own sect, he will rescue other small sects nearby.

Dao Mu understood these routines, but he still pretended to be ignorant, and muttered, "In other words, if Zhitianfu wants to come to suppress the disaster, it has to ask for the consent of the beast control Zhai?"

Zhu Hong said "That's right", hoping that Dao Mu could wait for good news with her again, and don't be impulsive.

When Dao Mu heard this, he was stunned and silent, and he was stunned for a moment, "If Guizhai suddenly feels difficult, please tell Xiaodao immediately, Xiaodao still knows some masters of Zhifu." ”

"Of course, of course... Zhu Hong agreed, and then said goodbye and took everyone away.

Dao Mu watched Zhu Hong and the others leave silently, then turned around and walked up the steps. Dao Mu stepped over the threshold with one foot, suddenly raised his hand and pumped it hard, "snapped" crisply, and slapped his palm directly on the door frame.

"Alas......" Dao Mu sighed sadly, pulling away from his palm, a slap flat spider fell, and the red, white and green slurry stained the door frame.

When the second foot stepped into the threshold, the merciless waves violently slapped Daomu's eyes, and Daomu was stunned to hold back, his eyes widened, and the waves were intercepted.

"The Son of Heaven is upright and not pedantic. ”

"If it weren't for Mu Cang from Muxing Town, he would be the next successor of Sword Gu. ”

"The deity loves Mucang very much. Together with Jian Gu, he gave him a husband and wife to guide him on the way. ”

"If they knew that you were like this, they would definitely laugh at Jiuquan......"

The Heart-Destroying Mu Sword is not without feelings, and Dao Mu has defeated the strong again and again, which can no longer be explained by a simple deep fortune. Although the Heart-Destroying Mu Sword was still very disgusted with Dao Mu's actions, it was undeniable that the result of each time made it speechless.

At this moment, the Heart-Destroying Mu Jian strongly felt the surging hatred in Dao Mu's heart, and the extreme world-weary emotions followed, wandering on the edge of humans and demons.

"But their souls are still trapped in the world, and they are tortured ......"

People are sometimes so strange, they have suffered great grievances, and they can pretend that nothing has happened at all, but when someone comforts them with a few words, their eyes can no longer hold back, and they shed two lines of tears.

The glazed green tiles are thatched, and the unkempt beggars are drunk and hazy.

In the past, Zhumen was as expensive as ever, but now Xiaoxiao has no friends.

The courtyard is deep and empty, and the cobwebs in the house are a few messy.

The dog stick broke the bowl and sighed, and the tears are now a beggar.

Dao Mu had tears on his cheeks, reciting poems, stiffening his body, controlling his voice, not wanting others to see that his body was shaking and his voice was trembling.

Dao Mu turned around, and as Zhu Hong said, everything in the pastoral mansion was the same, and no one dared to move. The tear stains on his cheeks are still clearly visible, and he looks up at the sky slightly, and the huge cobwebs come into view, enveloping the entire pastoral mansion.

Compared with this big spider web, in the courtyard, there are countless spiders that are not there, and in the room, there are countless spider webs that are not there, which makes Dao Mu more clear, there must be some treasures in the pastoral mansion.

"After all, the courtyard is still too big and too cool. Dao Mu flicked his fingers, and the awakened vines flew to all corners of the pastoral mansion.

If the vines have a spirit, climb the rock and walk the wall, hang the eaves on the house, and the already quiet house courtyard has a little vitality because of the decoration of the vines.

Obvious, invisible, invisible, invisible, all cobwebs and spiders, as long as they are within the range of the vines, become fertilizer for their growth.

"This big spider web in the sky is a big problem. Thinking about it, Dao Mu had stepped out of the gate of the Mu Mansion and was greeted by a gorgeous dragon chariot.

Under the brilliance of gold and jewelry, there are three immortal earth swords standing around the dragon chariot, all of which are dressed as maids.

"Young Master Mu, the head of the family is invited. ”