Chapter Twenty-Three: The Vanishing Village

The spirit pigeon has never been to the village, so why does the village chief know about this?

According to Shen Yu's description, she got lost in the woods.

When she walked out of the forest, she saw an old man on crutches standing at the entrance of the village, claiming to be the head of Baijia Village, and then brought her into the village.

"Isn't it ...... The village chief was waiting for her at the entrance of the village, right? Mo Qingchu thought to himself.

The four of them sat on the spirit crow, Feng Yun and the three elders sit, and Mo Qingchu and Shen Yu sit.

The crow travels thousands of miles a day at a very fast speed.

During the flight, Mo Qingchu kept thinking.

He has lived in Baijia Village for four whole years, and he has long regarded everyone in the village as relatives and elders.

If it weren't for them, he and Shuli would definitely have to live a hard life for a while.

In the past four years, although he has helped and worked in every household, he has also learned a lot in the process.

The villagers disappeared for no reason, and Mo Qingchu was very worried.

However, after listening to the words of Shen Yu and others, everything seemed to have changed a little bit.

Shen Yu, who was sitting next to Mo Qingchu, asked, "You seem to be ...... Not afraid at all? ”

"Afraid?" Mo Qingchu was slightly stunned.

Yes, the whole incident is strange, but there is not the slightest fear in my heart.

"Is it because I always think that the village chief can't harm us?" He thought to himself.

Moreover, he came to Baijia Village four years ago.

Four years ago, the village was named after that.

Perhaps, it was Shen Yu who got lost and happened to come outside the village, and then it happened that this village is also called Baijia Village?

"That's too much of a coincidence, I still can't convince myself." Mo Qingchu said in his heart.

The crows fly very fast, and it won't be long before they reach their destination.

Seriously, he still wished that the third elder would go to Baijia Village to have a look.

After all, all the villagers disappeared out of thin air, which is always unreassuring.

He heard Shen Yu say that the Third Elder was a seventh-order cultivator, a well-known master in the cultivation world, and he would definitely be able to see something.

When the spirit crow flew over a small village, Feng Yun said to Mo Qingchu: "The one below is the [Baijia Village] that Senior Sister was going to go to. ”

When Mo Qingchu heard this, he looked down.

I saw that this Baijia Village was larger than my own Baijia Village, and it was estimated that there were really nearly 100 households.

The crow flew forward for a while, and landed in the woods.

According to Shen Yu, she got lost in the woods.

But fortunately, she was very resourceful, made marks on many trees, and then managed to get out of the woods and came to the wrong end.

Feng Yun spoke: "The third elder said, let you find those marks you made. ”

Shen Yu nodded, and soon found traces on a big tree.

It was a very shallow scratch.

Third Elder Jiang Yan walked to the tree and stretched out his index finger.

Her fingertips began to glow with a faint red glow, then brushed over the scratches.

Immediately after, she bowed her head slightly and motioned for Shen Yu to find the next one.

"What is this doing?" Mo Qingchu asked Shen Yu in a low voice.

This person is simple, as long as you ask, she will basically answer.

"The three elders are probably worried that I'm not really lost." Shen Yu guessed, "Although I do not have a very good sense of direction, if it were a high-level cultivator who made a move, I would definitely go to the destination he guided in a state of confusion and ignorance. ”

"Third Elder, is the disciple right?" Shen Yu asked.

The short Third Elder rubbed his messy hair and nodded.

Mo Qingchu's heart sank.

Feng Yun said on the side: "The third elder said that there is no problem at present. ”

After investigating one tree after another, Shen Yu actually became proud: "I know that I am not so easy to deceive!" ”

I'm not that easy to fool!

"Go any further, and you'll be out of the woods, and that's the last sign I've made." Shen Yu said, trotting forward and showing the way for everyone.

Mo Qingchu and Feng Yun immediately followed quickly.

Only the three elders were still walking slowly on their short legs.

Her tousled hair obscured half of her face, and she couldn't make out her expression.

When Mo Qingchu ran out of the woods, he immediately saw Shen Yu with his small mouth open.

He followed Shen Yu's gaze and looked forward, there was no village in the distance at all!

In the distance is a lake, a small lake!

"Baijia Village....... gone." Mo Qingchu lost his mind.

…….

…….

At the entrance of Baijia Village, there is a big banyan tree.

The tree is hundreds of years old, to say the least.

Mo Qingchu stood under the banyan tree and looked forward, his face full of confusion.

"The trees are still there, everything around the entrance of the village is there."

"But why is this a lake?"

Where did I go to Baijia Village?

Shen Yu took the map and said stunned: "So, we are in this position now?" ”

She pointed to the small lakes on the map.

"There's always been a lake here?" Shen Yu was shocked.

Mo Qingchu opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

I've been living here for the past four years.

But why, why is it a small lake?

The third elder, Jiang Yan, walked out slowly, her divine sense had already covered the surroundings, and she knew early that this was a lake.

Even her divine sense had probed the bottom of the lake, and nothing was out of the ordinary.

I saw her fly up in the air, looked down from a high place, and then sealed her hands and slowly closed her eyes.

By the time she opened her eyes again, her eyes were already red.

After putting her fingers together, she gently lowered it, and about three feet above the water, a crimson ripple rippled.

The ripples spread outward, and a breeze was blown.

It's just that instead of feeling cool, this breeze is more like a warm current.

After doing this, the three elders stopped volleying in the air and slowly landed beside the three of them.

"Third Elder, isn't Baijia Village here?" Shen Yu said immediately.

She only felt a chill down her spine now, and she couldn't figure it out.

The third elder just waved his hand, and Feng Yun didn't hear the transmission.

Along the way, she didn't find any problems.

And there is no problem, on the contrary...... The biggest problem!

It's like the so-called Baijia Village, but it's just a dream of Mo Qingchu and others.

The boy stood on the shore of the lake in despair, looking down at the reflection in the lake.

He was getting more and more confused now.

Moreover, he is not only confused about his past, but also about his future.

Previously, the Third Elder said that he had already obtained the qualifications to become an outer disciple of the Mo Sect.

But before we do that, let's be sure of one thing.

What now?

It's coming, it's coming.

However, it seems that ....... is not so sure?

Now it's okay, not only is his younger brother abnormal, but even his own background is abnormal.

The strange village is gone, and there are strange ...... everywhere I'm a black household!

"Disciples who come from unknown sources and have experienced strange experiences, does the Mo Sect dare to accept them?" Mo Qingchu thought in his heart.

As far as he is concerned, he needs to join the Mo Sect very much.

He needs to practice, he needs to find a way to save his younger brother Mo Shuli, and he also needs to protect himself.

Don't forget, once you embark on the path of cultivation, you can't stop!

"But why is this happening?" Mo Qingchu couldn't figure it out.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered a text - "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring".

The fisherman entered the Peach Blossom Land by chance.

After coming out, he also made marks everywhere and reported to Taishou. Taishou sent people to follow him to look for him, but in the end he lost his way and could no longer find his way to the Peach Blossom Spring.

Mo Qingchu slowly squatted down and washed his face with the clear water in the small lake.

Drops of water dripped down his cheeks, but his mind echoed the words of the villagers to the fishermen in "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring".

——[The Chinese said: "It is not enough for outsiders. ”】