The wind in Shuxian is light and soft, and even in winter, it still feels like this.

Bian Yao ran through the forest unhurriedly, silently walking between the trees, and the gray-white thick cloth clothes were a little dirty.

He frowned slightly, his face was a little tangled, as if he was thinking about a very distressed question, and he seemed to be a little absent-minded, but his steps did not stop at all.

Originally, he thought that as long as he arrived in Shu County, it should be easy to inquire about the location of the Mu family, so he never took this matter to heart. It wasn't until yesterday that he was surprised to find that even the local residents of Shu County did not know where the Mu family was.

Obviously, the Mu family is much more mysterious than imagined! This is a very nerve-wracking thing, and it seems that he has encountered a lot of trouble!

Thinking of this, Bian Yao scolded the night corpse fiercely in his heart, blaming him for not explaining in detail, and at the same time secretly regretting why he didn't ask the old ghost more about the Mu family in the first place. After thinking about it again, maybe the old ghost did this on purpose, just to test his ability.

Just as he was thinking blankly, something suddenly flashed out of the corner of his eye.

An adult red-striped tiger suddenly jumped out from behind a large tree on the left, and swooped straight at it with a fierce force.

Faced with this situation, Bian Yao was not shocked in his heart, but with a slight step, his body jumped backwards skillfully, and easily avoided the bite of the tiger.

As soon as his feet landed, he quickly twisted his waist and turned around, raised his legs and threw a kick at the ass of the red-striped tiger.

"Tom!

The red-striped tiger was kicked and rolled over on the ground, then slammed into a tree, couldn't help but open his mouth and roared twice, got up and fled in dismay.

For today's Bian Yao, these ordinary beasts are no different from cats and dogs, without the slightest threat, and they can be dealt with casually.

Looking at the embarrassed fleeing figure, he twisted his ankle slightly, laughed a few times, and didn't chase after him, turned around and continued on the road.

Until evening, he didn't see a single figure, let alone the village. That night, he spent the night in the woods.

In the afternoon of the second day, I finally came across a small village, and the owner of the village was also a man with pale green hair, but he was a little older.

Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Bian Yao asked the same question to the elderly village master, and the other party's answer was the same as that of the village master of Chidori, and he didn't know where the Mu family was. So he declined the hospitality and left the village on his way.

After walking out of the village, Bian Yao took out the map and looked at it carefully, and after thinking for a while, he finally decided not to go to the county seat for the time being, but to go to another place first.

In the map given to him by the old ghost, in the entire Shuxian realm, only three places were clearly marked.

It was a mountain, a city, and a village.

Bian Yao decided to go to the village that had been marked first, a village called "Gumu".

The county seat is in the east, and Gumu Village is located in the south of the east, so the distance is closer, so Bian Yao adjusted the direction slightly, turned around and ran to the southeast.

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Ten days later, it was close to noon.

Bian Yao walked slowly along a wide green avenue, lined with large and small buildings, and from the outside, you can roughly see that the houses here are all made of wood.

Gumu Village has the name of the first village in Shuxian County.

It has an area of more than 10 miles and a fixed population of more than 20,000 residents. With a variety of shops, restaurants and inns, it's more of a bustling market town than a village. Compared with those suburban towns outside Huangzhou, it is not much worse.

Tucked away in the boundless primeval forest, Gumu Village is like a place out of the world, and although it is bustling and lively, it has a special flavor that is not found anywhere else.

The trees growing in the village were not deliberately harvested, but all of them were wild and wild, and some of them even grew in the middle of the road, and no one cut them down.

Bian Yao found that some of the taller trees were still built with wooden houses, and the long wooden ladders hung down from the door of the tree houses, and the naughty children climbed up and down the narrow ladders, playing and playing, everything seemed so harmonious and natural.

There are many pedestrians on the road, including ordinary people and cultivators, local residents, and visitors from outside. You can still see street vendors on the side of the road, and you can hear the sound of shouting and selling from time to time, but these scenes are no different from other places.

At noon, the sun was shining.

The reason why Bian Yao came to Gumu Village was of course not to play and hang out, he came to inquire and collect news about the Mu family, so he wanted to go to some places in a targeted manner.

No matter where you are, a restaurant is always one of the most popular places for people to go, and it is naturally the most lively place.

There is wine and food, the aroma surrounds the nose, Bian Yao likes it very much!

Walking leisurely to a busy intersection, he randomly selected a seemingly good restaurant, and then entered through the curtain.

Xiao Er of the cloth shop was full of oil, but his eyes were the sharpest, and he ran over to say hello with a smile on his face, and then led the guests to the empty table to take a seat.

Bian Yao glanced at the menu and found that most of the menu was game, and the remaining half was all kinds of fruits, which was also in his expectation.

"Purple leaf fried green finch, phoenix-eyed wild boar soup, a bunch of holly fruits, and a pot of four-leaf ancient bamboo wine. ”

Bian Yao hesitated for a while, quickly ordered a few dishes that he hadn't eaten, and then sat there with a smile, listening carefully to the laughter and conversation around him.

On a square guest table facing the window on the north side, several men sat around. Judging by the attire and mannerisms, it should be a dream cultivator, but I don't know if it is a local or an outsider, who is drinking and talking about something at the moment.

"Do you guess that there is anyone guarding the Mu family's ancient ancestral hall?" said a big man with a rugged appearance, mysteriously.

Sitting opposite the big man was a young man, who heard him ask, and hurriedly spoke: "It stands to reason that there must be! This is the place where the ancestors of the Mu family lived when they first moved into Shu County, and its significance should be quite important to the Mu family!"

"But I've heard that the ancestral hall has always been quiet, and no one has ever been in or out of it. The rugged man continued.

"The village master seems to be a very powerful master, and it is rumored that he has cultivated to the late realm of the Dream King. I think that in addition to managing Gumu Village, taking care of the ancient ancestral hall of the Mu family is also one of his tasks. Although Gumu Village is named the first village of Shuxian County, there is no reason to wronged a late dream king to manage it. As the young man spoke, he lowered his voice slightly.

"Isn't that ancestral hall protected by a powerful barrier? Outsiders can't enter it at all, and it's very safe! I'm curious about the mysterious giant tree inside the ancestral hall. Another voice suddenly exclaimed.

In this way, all kinds of conversations in the restaurant kept coming into my ears.

Bian Yao sat there and listened carefully, while tasting the delicious food, and from time to time drinking a sip of Gumu Village's fine wine, it was very pleasant.

Half an hour had passed, and all the food on the table had been swept away by him, but there was still more than half of the pot of wine left. Bian Yao didn't forget the business of his trip, so naturally he wouldn't drink it out of his temper, so he put the remaining half of the pot of wine into the space bag.

Before paying the bill, Bian Yao counted the money on his body and found that there were only more than a hundred green incense fruits left in the space bag, and it would not take long to run out.

Cultivators generally don't carry the dream coins used by ordinary people, and Bian Yao is naturally no exception, because he is too lazy to exchange them. Now that the spirit fruit on his body is almost gone, he is thinking about finding a place to sell one or two valuable things on his body for money.

Bian Yao got up to check out, spent nearly forty pieces of green fruit, and then walked out of the restaurant quickly.

"The ancient ancestral hall, the giant tree, and the village master are the dream kings of the later period. ”

Walking on the crowded street, Bian Yao silently muttered some words and phrases he had heard, thinking quickly in his head. Now, he has a deeper understanding of Gumu Village, as well as a new curiosity.

Walking to the intersection, Bian Yao raised his head and glanced at the towering green shadow in the distance, and decided to go to see the ancient ancestral hall of the Mu family and the mysterious giant tree, after all, it is better to see it with his own eyes than to hear it. As for finding a place to sell things for money, I'll talk about it later, anyway, it's still early after dark.

In fact, when he first entered Gumu Village, he saw a very tall tree in the distance, located in the southwest of the village. Although he was surprised at the time, he didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, Shuxian is a very ancient forest, and trees that are hundreds of feet tall are not unusual.

Turning left and right, I watched the towering giant tree get closer and closer, giving people the feeling of getting taller and taller.

After about half an hour, Bian Yao finally stopped, and a high stone wall crossed in front of him, blocking the way.

The gray-green wall is printed with faint moss marks, and I don't know how many years it has endured, how many winds, frosts, rain and snow it has endured. Quietly and carefully, I found that this wall is full of ancient meaning, and faintly exudes a coercion, which makes people feel awe-inspired, and dare not give birth to the slightest transgression.

Inside this stone wall is the site where the ancestors of the Mu family lived when they moved in.

The ancient wall is surrounded on all sides, and there is no door to enter. And the mysterious giant tree is inside the wall, estimated to be more than 200 zhang high. Looking up, it is like a giant umbrella holding the sky, and the lush green shade is enough to cover the land within a radius of half a mile.

Looking over the high stone wall, you can see that under the giant tree, there is a half-old ancestral hall, only half of the roof of the hall is exposed, and the whole picture is not clear.

After watching silently for a long time, Bian Yao's face was full of surprise.

He looked around him and noticed that there was an endless stream of pedestrians on the road outside the wall, and there were no lack of people who stopped and watched inside the wall.

Although Bian Yao had the heart to go in and take a closer look, he didn't have the courage to try. In his conjecture, whether or not there was really an enchantment in it, at least the ancestral hall and the giant tree inside, and even the old stone wall on the periphery, were by no means as simple and ordinary as they seemed on the surface.

When there was little silence, Bian Yao sighed lightly, turned to leave, and headed northwest.

Next, he wandered around for a long time, almost all over Gumu Village, and finally found a newly opened pawnshop at a busy intersection in the east of the village.

Glancing at the brand-new plaque hanging on the door plaque, Bian Yao didn't hesitate, he wasn't going to hide his identity as a dream cultivator, because it was impossible for ordinary people to take out the space bag to sell it, so he pushed the door directly and walked in.

The inside of the pawnshop is very quiet, and the cleaning is simple at a glance. There is a long cabinet in front of the lobby, and there is a small square table against the wall on the right hand side, with teapots and cups on it, and a bamboo chair on each side of the table.

There were only two people in the room, an old man in black with a goat's beard, and a middle-aged scribe dressed as a scholar, who were sitting quietly at the square table, silent.

"Think about it again, your things can only be exchanged for so much money, it can't be more. ”

After hearing the sound of pushing the door, the old man in black suddenly said something, then looked at Bian Yao at the door with a smile on his face, and got up to greet him.

"This guest, what do you have to pledge?" the old man's voice was gentle and kind, but also enthusiastic.

Bian Yao withdrew his gaze from the middle-aged scribe, glanced at the old man in black, and after confirming that the other party was the owner of the pawnshop, he nodded and smiled slightly, and said softly: "I'm not a mortgage item, I want to sell something, I don't know if you can buy it here?" I can sell it to you at a low price." ”

"Then it depends on what you're selling?" the old man squinted his eyes slightly and smiled softly.

Bian Yao glanced at the middle-aged scribe with his residual vision, and saw that he was contemplating with his eyebrows lowered, and didn't seem to be paying attention to himself, so he asked with a low smile, "Do you want a space bag?"

The old man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal, showed a meaningful smile, nodded and replied, "This is an item used by cultivators, and you should also know that this kind of thing of unknown origin cannot be sold for a high price when it changes hands. ”

Hearing this, Bian Yao curled his mouth and smiled, knowing that this old man must be trying to lower the price, but he didn't care. In fact, he didn't think about selling it for a high price, anyway, he got everything from others.

Now, he has a total of six space bags on his body, except for the one that the old ghost gave him, he must not sell, and the space bag he got in the underground cave of Cave City cannot be sold because he wants to put sundries, and the other four can be sold for money at any time.

"Whatever, see how much money you can give, right?" Bian Yao smiled, his right hand suddenly opened, and he saw a space bag appear in his palm.

Those who have the ability to open a pawnshop will certainly not be an ordinary person. It doesn't matter how high or low the realm is, but at least he is definitely a cultivator.

The old man in black took the space bag from Bian Yao's hand, then closed his eyes, opened his eyes after a few breaths, stroked the beard of his chin with one hand, and said with a smile: "This is the lowest-grade space bag, although I can't see any damage, but after all, it is old, and it is ......."

The space bag is divided into several grades, the main difference is the size of the storage space, and the price difference is also very large! However, even the lowest-grade space bag, if it is new, is worth at least 5,000 pieces of green fruit, and the old one can generally be sold for 3,000 to 4,000.

Looking at the old man's appearance of wanting to speak, Bian Yao couldn't help but curse a few times in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change, he just smiled: "Let's just say it, I don't have time to negotiate with you slowly." ”

When the old man heard this, his old face was not red, and he said tentatively in a low voice: "Fifteen hundred Bixiang Fruits!"

Bian Yao didn't know the price in this regard, but after a little silence, he opened his mouth and agreed, although the figure quoted by the old man was far lower than the market price, it was not much different from his psychological price, so he was still more satisfied with the price quoted by the other party.

The old man in black didn't expect Bian Yao to agree so readily, and he couldn't help but be stunned again. Originally, he still thought that if this young dream cultivator was not satisfied with his offer, then it would be appropriate to increase the price next time.

Just when the other party was stunned, Bian Yao had an extra space bag in his hand out of thin air, smiled at the old man, and said a little embarrassedly: "There is another one, and that one-level sample level, which will also be sold to you." ”

The old man's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Bian Yao a few more times, and then took the space bag in his hand without saying a word, and the acceptance was quickly completed.

"The two of you have a total of 3,000 Spice Fruits, do you want to exchange them for Dream Coins?" the old man turned around and walked behind the counter, asking in a low voice.

"You don't need to change it, just give me the spirit fruit. Bian Yao said with joy on his face.

The old man took out a space bag, threw it on the counter, and said with a smile: "There are three thousand bixiang fruits in here, you can go away." ”

After Bian Yao confirmed that there was no mistake in the number, he transferred all the three thousand spirit fruits into his space bag, said goodbye to the old man, turned around and hurriedly left the pawnshop.

Just as Bian Yao walked out of the door, the middle-aged scribe who was sitting at the square table and had not raised his head to speak, suddenly looked up at the old man in black clothes, his eyes were obviously strange.

The old man in black glanced at him, the corners of his mouth were smeared with a hint of treacherous coldness, and he suddenly raised his head a little outside the door, and an inexplicable sneer came out of his mouth.

Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe didn't say anything, and got up and walked directly towards the door.

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