The old man's surname is Mu, and his single name is a Qiu character. It's just that the older he gets, the higher his position, and people often call him the old man of Muqiu.

Old Man Muqiu is the oldest old man in this deep mountain, and has experienced many local events and inexplicable legends. He believed that between heaven and earth, in the underworld, there was a true God, and deeply understood that only by doing good deeds can the gods bless him. He has the deepest qualifications and the most knowledge here, so many people have come to him. The booklet held by the old man Muqiu records the changes and legends of the local area in the past 100 years.

Wang Dashi and the others couldn't help but think of the old crutches, the crutches are always made of Liu Mu'er, which is similar to the name of the old man Muqiu, and there is a "wood" character, which inevitably makes him reverie.

Daifuku Right and Daifuku Zuo still remember it vividly, and they had palpitations about the horror at that time and the damage they were suffered, and since then they have an inexplicable fear of the old man.

Wang Dashi didn't have so many thoughts and distractions, so he looked at the old man Muqiu carefully, and said to Dafuyou: "Since the local mountain people have come here to look for the old man, it must not be fake. Hey, you can rest assured, we are aware of the good guys and the bad guys. ”

Dafu Zuo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "That's right, since the local mountain people came here to look for this old man of Muqiu, it means that this old man exists in their minds, if it is carved by Liu Mu'er, who will look for him by name?"

Hearing this, Dafu Right and Feng Yousheng suddenly took a trance, as if they had woken up.

Feng Yousheng smiled self-deprecatingly, sighed, and said, "He's a fucking hippie!

At this time, the old man Muqiu said to the group of people who found me: "I, now I am an old piece of wood, useless, nothing can help, if you want to seek clues from what happened in the local area, I am still willing to tell you!"

One of the people in the crowd replied, "Thank you first! It's our honor to find you." If I need to visit you in the future, I will visit you here!"

Old Man Muqiu nodded, very willing to help.

Wang Dashi said to them: "A few of us will go to the Xiantong Temple to gather, and then we will come with various sects in the road to explore the disturbance of the ghost dream of the burial sect. Don't be afraid, the heroes gather, there are many talents, each has its own strengths, and when the time comes, let's solve the disaster here!" Speaking of this, the wind wandering monk showed off Wang Dashi's former "powerful" and Qingshiwa Village's begging for rain to kill the spider spirit. After hearing this, the group praised in their hearts, thanked them, and went back.

The old man of Muqiu took two steps, and then returned to the cave, sighed mournfully, calmed down, and a trace of sorrow tightened between his brows, as if opening a page that had been sealed for a long time. He flipped through the booklet in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The old man is 100 years old, and he shouldn't think about it anymore!

At this time, there is a gap between the two parties, although they are in a corner, they are like strangers. After all, it was the four of them who were wrong first, and their hearts were full of guilt.

Dafu right broke the silent scene, sighed, felt sorry for himself, and said: "Alas, it is rare for the old man of Muqiu to have such a warm heart, if you don't accept it again, I really feel that I can't go!" After he finished speaking, he looked at the old man Muqiu with his eyes, but the old man Muqiu seemed to have not heard it, and still looked at the booklet. The Wind Wandering Monk took advantage of the situation, nodded, and said, "Yes, but we can't be unguarded for the lessons we have learned, and the old man Muqiu should also understand and understand us!" After speaking, he waited for the old man Muqiu's response, but the old man Muqiu still did not make any movement. Wang Dashi has always been unhappy in his heart, and said to Dafuyou and Feng Youmonk: "We should have said hello when we first came, because we arrived at other people's territory, but they greeted us first, but we ignored it." Now we have to put our hot faces on other people's cold butts, let us also taste this kind of taste!" Dafuzuo said: "Yes, it's useless for us to regret it now, it's useless to blame anyone, in the current situation, we have to unfreeze." Wang Dashi said: "That's okay, first let's go and apologize, and then tell the misunderstanding in detail, presumably the old man Muqiu will also forgive us." ”

Saying this, Wang Dashi walked out on his own and was about to apologize. At this time, the wind wandering monk came out, he was an easy-going person, and regardless of the estrangement just now, he ran to the old man of Muqiu, just to taste the mulberry wine made by the old man of Muqiu.

The old man was very happy, as if he wanted to show his craft, he took the booklet into his bosom, and hurried to the cave to bring a jar of wine to the four of them, and each poured a bowl.

Wang Dashi and his entourage could see that this was the old man of Muqiu, who was lenient and did not care, and respected the old man of Muqiu even more in his heart.

Dafuku right can't think of what kind of wine the lonely old man in the cave can make, so he shouted casually, closed his eyes and poured this bowl of wine into his stomach as water to quench the thirst of the dry mouth on the way, how do you know that this wine just arrived in the mouth, the fragrance and coolness will linger, for a long time, unique flavor, so that it can really be called a good wine.

The mulberry wine is full of endless sweet and mellow flavor, mellow for a long time, lingering, and gradually dipping into the heart and spleen, making people have an endless aftertaste.

Daifuku right is a pair of oily stomach, delicious and delicious, I think the flavor of the wine is excellent, I can't help but ask for another bowl. Now, he understood what it meant to cherish, and he was more cautious, changing from pouring heavily to slowly tasting it, tasting it, reminiscing it, and constantly praising the beauty of mulberry wine, which is rare in the world.

The old man brought out an altar from the cave.

Wang Dashi and the four of them tasted the mellow brew, and the old man Muqiu looked at them more and more happily, and opened the thick notebook again.

The first thing described in the booklet is the legend of the snake spirit, which was an incident that happened in the local snake spirit and harmed a family, and this event is shocking, and the legend about it is as follows......

- In a local village, there lived a farmer's child, who had just become a member of the farmland at the age of 16 or 7 because his family was poor and his child had not enrolled in school. It was a season of deep winter, the weather was cold, there was no grass, the land was bare, the child was plowing the field, not for long, he saw a small snake seedling from the edge of the ridge. According to common sense, snakes sleep in the winter and do not come out to move. This little snake seedling is supposed to be dormant, with a small, fragile body, and it seems to be about to freeze to death. The child couldn't bear to beat it to death, and thought it was fun, so he wanted to take it home.

The boy groped around his body and couldn't find a suitable place to put it, so he thought of a way, took out a needle and nailed the snake's head to the ridge, and took it back when he got home.

After plowing the ground, it was getting a little late, and the eldest child packed up and went home, forgetting to bring the snake back, and when he remembered it halfway, he went back to look for it, and disappeared with the needle that had been nailed.

When the summer of the following year came, the boy went to work in the fields again, and when the sun sank, he was walking along the path by the river, and suddenly he noticed a snake in the river, which was the size of a finger, and kept swimming forward, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if it was leading or following him, and he did not care.

In this way, five years later, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old children have grown up and began to talk about marriage, and they have jumped from children to young men.

This young man is down-to-earth, steady, good looking, and deeply liked by girls, and soon, after the introduction of the matchmaker, he met a girl's family, and the red line was thus drawn, and he got married after a year.

Let's say that on the night of the wedding day, the bride went to bed first. Soon the bridegroom took off his clothes, freshened up, and went to bed, and lifted the quilt, and found his wife on the bed with a bloody flesh and blood, and a large python with a thick bowl coiled beside her, and at the same time, he found that the python had a needle nailed to its head.

The bridegroom suddenly remembered what had happened before, and watched the python come with a letter spitting out letters, and he was so frightened that he lost his mind and died soon after. It turned out that it was the snake that came to take revenge.

......

While drinking fine wine, it was not appropriate to listen to the sad story, and the four of them put down their wine bowls.

Then, the old man turned a few more pages, and then told the story of the legendary snake spirit

- And said, after the funeral, half a year later, the matter calmed down a little, the bridegroom's mother once passed by the river, and suddenly found the big python in the water, it was the busy farming season, and there were many people nearby, all protecting the mother for fear of being hurt. The python swam in the water, following it, sticking its head out of the water and keeping its eyes fixed on the mother. At that time, there were many people, but there were no signs of the python sneaking to the shore to attack, and the snake was in the water, so it was not easy for people to attack. Later, a tragic scene happened, and the young man's mother had not gone far, and then she fell to the ground and died, without any wounds on her body, and without any attack from the python.

When Wang Dashi heard this, he immediately stood up: "Why did you die, could it be that you were scared to death by a python, this kind of beast is so powerful!"

The old man Muqiu said: "The death of the young man's mother was quite controversial at the time, some said that it was not injured by the python, some said that it was scared to death by the python, and some said that the python could recite a spell and curse the young man's mother to death, of course, some people said that it was ......."

There are many opinions.

Feng Yousheng took over the topic of the old man Muqiu and said, "I have never heard that the snake can recite incantations, and many people were present at that time, so presumably that woman would not be scared to death." However, there is a folk legend that says that the snake can count people's hairs, and after counting people's hairs, they can count people's lifespan, and people will die. Presumably, the young man's mother died like this, and was counted by the python by the hair, and counted her life!"

Wang Dashi, Dafu You, and Dafu Zuo were very surprised, they couldn't think of such a strange thing in the world, and there was such a thing as counting hair.

The old man Muqiu said with a smile: "You can be regarded as a knowledgeable person, someone did say at that time that the death of the young man's mother was counted by the snake, and the life span was exhausted!"

Hearing the old man of Muqiu praise the Wind Wandering Monk as a learned person, Dafu laughed loudly and thought: "His knowledge is all folk nonsense, and he can't go to the elegant hall!" When Wang Dashi felt strange, he was very envious of the extraordinary folk views of the Wind Wandering Monk.

Then, the old man Muqiu continued.

- A good family is shattered, and only the father remains. The father was unable to accept what had happened, and developed a hatred for the python, so he led several villagers to wait by the river, preparing to kill the python to drive away evil for the local villagers, and also avenge his son, daughter-in-law and wife. Finally, one day, the python emerged from the river, and the child's father and the villagers were afraid that their hair would be counted, so they tried to lure the python to the shore while touching their hair, but the python was extremely intelligent and never left the water.

A month passed like this, and one night, my father was sleeping, and he felt as if something was grinding around him, but he slept deeply and did not wake up at that time. When the rooster crowed and the sky became brighter, he gradually woke up, and when he woke up, he found a snakeskin several feet long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl lying beside him.

After this happened, it spread in the village, and many people persuaded the father, saying that he was usually good and should not offend anyone, and that the python shed a layer of snake skin beside him, but did not hurt him, which was the python warning him, telling him that the python did not have the intention of killing him.

The father thought that if he did not take revenge, his dead son, daughter-in-law and wife, how could they be blind in the underworld, so he bought a three-toothed harpoon that day, and waited by the river for the big python to appear.

The python didn't show up.

After waiting for a day without yielding, in the evening my father came back empty-handed, and when he came back, his forehead was a little dizzy, his eyes seemed to be a little detached, he was depressed, and his body was tired, and he fell asleep in bed. It was at night again, my father felt grinding around him, and there was a noise above his head, he was awakened, picked up the three-toothed harpoon and was about to kill the python, but after a glance, he did not see any trace of the python, and when he raised his head, he saw a string of chains on the roof, which was shining gold, which was really eye-catching. My father placed a bench on the bed, and stood on tiptoe, and when he got closer, he saw that it was a golden string that was shining with yellow and golden light! Before reaching for it, he pinched his thigh vigorously, and realized that it was not a dream. He happily took off the gold chain, held it in his hand, and put it around his neck curiously. At this time, the gold chain is getting tighter and tighter......

Recently, he has been looking for pythons on the riverbank every day to take revenge, and the villagers are familiar with his figure. However, the night passed quietly. The next day, the villagers did not see him go out, on the third day no one saw him go out, and on the fourth day no one saw him go out...... After a long time, the neighbor felt that something was wrong, so someone pushed open the door of his house, only to find that the father was hanged on the beam, and instead of a gold chain wrapped around his neck, it was the python skin that had been shed earlier......

......

Wang Dashi was inexplicably shocked when he heard this, and thought: "There is such a python beast, it must have been cultivated to the essence, for ordinary people, it is not easy to deal with the beasts who have become essences—— they blame themselves for not being able to learn martial arts, and they can't immediately kill the spider spirit and cause Wen Qingqing's eyes to be poisoned, which will delay time." If you can't kill the python immediately, I don't know who it will be, is it possible that the strange things in this place and the disturbance of Mr. Nanyang's dream disaster are closely related to this snake spirit?

As soon as he thought of this, the old man of Muqiu turned a few pages back from the thick notebook, and was about to continue, when he was interrupted by the Wind Wandering Monk: "This python is looking for revenge, and after seeking revenge, it will not hurt the innocent anymore." It's all to blame for the child at the beginning, who didn't kill the snake seedling, leaving behind worries!"

At this time, it was already late, and Wang Dashi's four-person walk could not be completed, so he had to find a place to live nearby.

The old man of Muqiu kept the four of them to stay, and the four of them didn't dare when they remembered the Liu Mu'er technique they had in before, and finally left hard. It's just that this long night is difficult, it is difficult to walk an inch in the deep mountains, and it is difficult to find a place to stay.