When night fell, the cold wind was like thousands of swimming snakes, and it penetrated into the wooden house directly north of the small courtyard along the gaps between the wooden doors and window lattices.

In the wooden house, Mu Hu's wife had fallen asleep soundly, but he himself could not fall asleep, staring at the tiger and staring up at the few wooden beams above the bed.

"What kind of magic weapon is the blue-gray silk silk wrapped around the palm of Feng'er's right hand, as if it has its own spirituality, it appears and disappears from time to time, which is difficult to guard. ”

Mu Hu's thick eyebrows tightened, and he thought to himself.

After bringing Mu Feng home at noon, he also saw the blue-gray silk silk wrapped around Mu Feng's palm.

But when he reached out to remove the blue-gray silk silk for Mu Feng, the latter disappeared in an instant.

Such a bizarre scene couldn't help but remind him of that night ten years ago.

Back then, he and the two brothers Mu Qi and Mu Yu passed through the grassland in the west of Momiji Village, and accidentally found the scene where there were corpses everywhere.

With severed limbs and broken arms, sand and gravel flying, there is hardly a complete space in the open space in the grassland of Momiji Village, and the broken and broken corpses are discarded in place like garbage.

At the same time, Mu Hu and his two brothers also found the three old men who came to investigate the situation, and during this time, he rescued "Xuan Feng", the son of Xuanchun of Momiji Village, from a pile of sand and stones.

At that time, he found a gap on the surface of the swaddling cloth that was an inch long and half a finger's width wide, and blood was scattered around the gap.

Obviously, Xuan Feng must have been impaled through the chest by some sharp weapon at that time, but strangely, instead of dying, the latter survived the burial in the sand and stone unharmed.

The ghost spirit monks who followed were even more shocking to Mu Hu.

With extraordinary courage, he relied on the "red gold token" he picked up from the grass to extort a spirit tiger from the ghost spirit monk, and then returned to the ethereal town.

The grassland of Red Leaf Village is full of corpses, ghost spirit monks, red gold tokens, and spirit tigers...... All this is like a nightmare, which has always lingered in Mu Hu's heart.

In the past ten years, Mu Hu has woken up from his sleep many times.

In order to escape this cholera, Mu Qi and Mu Yu had to leave their hometown and leave the ethereal town.

And the "Old Mr. Wind", who had lived in the ethereal town for ten years, also disappeared without a trace after obtaining the red gold token.

On the night when the three of them disappeared, Mu Hu vaguely remembered that he seemed to see countless streamers rushing from the north of the ethereal town all the way to the direction where the Red Leaf Mountain was located.

But for some reason, he couldn't remember what happened that night.

"It's been ten years!, the magic weapon in Feng'er's hand has re-manifested the vision, this must be a bad omen, perhaps, in the near future, the ethereal town will also usher in an unprecedented change. ”

On the bed, the more Mu Hu thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Unable to sleep, he stepped down from the bed and turned to cover the futon for his beloved wife.

Then, putting on a tiger skin linen coat, he closed the door with his backhand, walked briskly to a haystack on the left side of the hut, bent down, waved his hands, and quickly toggled.

Rustle rustle...... The sound of blades of grass churning was very harsh in the vast darkness of the night.

Inside a wooden house directly east of the courtyard.

Mu Feng opened his eyes sharply and turned to look in the direction where the haystack was.

"Who's in the courtyard! Could it be that some thief is trying to steal?" he exclaimed to himself.

Then, he lifted the futon and gently covered all the futons on Mu Yuchen, who was sleeping in the bed.

purring, purring......

Inside the bed, Mu Yuchen snored like thunder, he slept very sweetly, and yesterday afternoon's practice had consumed too much physical strength.

"Dead fatty, in the next half a month, I must let you lose half of the fat. ”

Mu Feng glanced at the black soft whip hanging on the wall on the left, and said secretly proudly.

Then, on his tiptoes, he quickly removed the black soft whip from the wall, walked quickly to the wooden door, gently opened a crack, and looked into the small courtyard through the crack in the door.

Following the source of the sound, he soon spotted the figure of the wooden tiger.

After the age of eight, Mu Feng always dreamed of a very strange picture in his sleep.

In the picture, the mountains are continuous, the trees are lush, and the beasts roar.

He stood alone on a dilapidated stone platform piled up with bluestones, the stone platform was not large, only ten meters in circumference, and countless hideous and terrifying beasts gathered in all directions.

There are Pixiu that is more than 10 meters high and nearly 100 meters long, and its whole body shines with a bright golden light; there is a long-armed elephant that walks up and shakes the mountains and has a body as big as a mountain; and there is a flying mouse as small as an ant with two wings on its back......

Under the stone platform, all the fierce beasts fell to their knees and kept bowing to him, each fierce beast had a bright smile on its face, they were cheering and jumping, as if celebrating the birth of a new era.

Every time Mu Feng wanted to look down at his sleeping clothes, he would be forcibly pushed out by an irresistible mysterious force.

This thrilling and bizarre dream began to appear on the night he was promoted to the "Copper Skin Realm" and continues to this day.

This is the biggest secret in Mu Feng's heart, he didn't dare to tell it, even his "parents" - Mu Hu and Mingli didn't reveal half a point.

As he refined his alchemy technique, the image he saw in his sleep became clearer, which made him panic, but there was nothing he could do.

This strange dream did not leave too much fear in his heart, but made his ears, hearing, and eyes as sensitive as a cheetah or a falcon.

At this point, even Mu Hu can't compare to him.

Tonight's night is not very gloomy, with a silver moon hanging high and stars dotting.

Under the reflection of the moonlight and starlight, Mu Feng clearly saw that the figure in the northeast corner of the courtyard was his father, Mu Hu.

"What is Father looking for?" Mu Feng muttered quietly.

In front of the wooden pile in the northeast corner of the courtyard.

The wooden tiger squatted down, letting some withered yellow blades of grass fly above his head, and kept pulling his hands towards the wooden pile.

At this moment, it is autumn, and the weather at night is very cold, with cold winds and cold air.

It didn't take long for Mu Feng to subconsciously shiver.

Just as he was about to turn around and go to the bed to take off a long robe, the wooden tiger outside the door stood upright, and a black bone block the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

"A bone! What did my father do to him?"

Mu Feng didn't turn around, and continued to look out through the crack in the door.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, he could vaguely see the shape of the bone block, which was a diamond-shaped bone block, the size of a palm, the whole body was jet black, and there seemed to be black light flowing on the surface.

"Curious bones, there is still black light flowing in them!"

Because he was so fascinated by it, Mu Feng didn't even notice that the "snoring" that was stirring around the room had long since disappeared.

"Second brother, what are you looking at?" A fat little hand suddenly reached out from behind Mu Feng and put it on his shoulder.

"Hell!"

Mu Feng shuddered, he turned his head to look behind him, and saw a very fair and fat cheek.

In a panic, he subconsciously squatted down, grabbed his arm with one hand, and gathered into a fist with a black soft whip in the other, and quickly hit the opponent's belly.

Boom...... With a muffled sound, Mu Yuchen's body of more than eighty catties fell like a cannonball, and quickly fell towards the bed in the wooden house.

Mu Yuchen fell heavily on the bed, his limbs spread out, and the whole person was like a mural, making intimate contact with the wall inside the bed.

"II...... Second brother, you ......".

He turned his head with difficulty, raised his right hand tremblingly, pointed at Mu Feng, rolled his eyes before he could finish speaking, and fell into a coma.

Mu Feng was stunned by the scene in front of him.

He was about to rush forward and prepare to investigate Mu Yuchen's injuries when a tall and burly figure rushed over from outside the door.

The moment the door was knocked open, Mu Feng's feet spun around, and he narrowly dodged to the side.

"Feng'er, what are you doing!"

There was only a dim yellow oil lamp in the door of the house, and after Mu Hu's gaze swept through the room, it immediately fell on Mu Feng.

Mu Feng threw away the black soft whip, walked quickly to Mu Hu, and bowed.

"Father, just when I heard something strange in the courtyard, I got up and probed ......."

After he recounted the cause and effect, the anger on Mu Hu's face gradually receded, replaced by a touch of surprise, a touch of solemnity, and a touch of panic.

"Feng'er's ears are so sensitive!"

Mu Hu is also a thoughtful person, as soon as Mu Feng finished speaking, he reacted quickly and grasped the root of the matter.

He took a closer look at Mu Feng, and there was a hint of envy in the tiger's eyes, the talent displayed by the latter was enough for him to stand in the way.

Then, he took out the diamond-shaped beast bone from his arms, handed the beast bone to Mu Feng with his backhand, and said softly.

"Feng'er, you can find a piece of animal bone to wrap on your back tomorrow, and from tomorrow, you and I will go into the mountains to hunt together!"

Mu Feng was stunned at first when he heard this, and then a touch of ecstasy surged in his heart.

He had wanted to go into the mountains to hunt a long time ago, and the scene unfolding in the strange dream made him yearn for the mountains and wanted to find out.

The moment he took the beast bone, a blazing heat suddenly came from the palms of his hands, so frightened that he almost threw the beast bone to the ground.

"Feng'er, what's wrong?"

The wooden tiger felt a little unusual, this diamond-shaped animal bone was left to him by the black cheetah and the tiger cub before they escaped from the ethereal town.

In the past ten years, he has taken it out many times and secretly probed it repeatedly, but he has never noticed anything unusual.

The heat came and went without a trace, as if it had never happened, Mu Feng froze in place and bowed in reply.

"Father, there was a hot breath coming from this beast bone just now, and the child was just a little uncomfortable. ”

"Heat?"

Mu Hu looked surprised, and immediately a passage came to his mind that his master had said to him back then:

"Hu'er, the spirit beast is psychic, its means are unpredictable, some spirit beasts with advanced cultivation can even go over the mountains and seas, and imprint their own spirit stones in magic weapons and wooden blocks. ”