On the clear sky from Suhai City, there is a flight towards the beautiful and rich Shudi.

A young and beautiful woman looked cautiously at the closed-eyed young man beside her. "Young master, don't you have to say goodbye to Madame?"

In the early hours of this morning, Meng Wuwu avoided all surveillance and came to Ji Yanxue's apartment alone, asking her to leave immediately.

Meng Wuwu said calmly. "I left a note on my bed, so it's not missing. ”

Ji Yanxue was instantly frustrated, sure enough, it was a mother and son, and even the thinking of doing things was not something that ordinary people could understand.

You must know that on the day of Meng Wuwu's accident, all the relevant personnel in the school and the museum were ordered to go home to retire, even the engineers who built the museum did not let go.

According to Tang Yurou's words at the time: The tofu scum project that can't even withstand a small earthquake will be given to me to go home for the elderly!

Therefore, with Ji Yanxue's understanding of Tang Yurou, when she found out that her baby son was missing, digging three feet into the ground was considered light.

In fact, there is another sentence that Meng Wuwu didn't say. Even if there is nothing, Xin'er can definitely handle his mother.

Ji Yanxue secretly looked at Meng Wuwu, and she found that she hadn't seen through him all along. If there was no accident yesterday, would he still have to hide it? Until the moment of the outbreak, it is impossible to prevent it!

Gradually, Ji Yanxue had a trace of cold sweat behind her back, she didn't dare to imagine it anymore, it was too terrible to be an enemy of such a person.

In fact, it's no wonder that Ji Yanxue thinks so, who made Meng Wuwu's change too great. No matter who encounters this kind of thing, as long as it is a normal person, it should not be associated with the fantasy word "reincarnation and rebirth".

"Young Master, let's rest here tonight, and we'll be there tomorrow after half a day's walk. "Approaching night, there are two black shadows shuttling through the dense forest of Shudi.

Meng Wuwu looked around, this is a half-waist area of a mountain forest, and there is a relatively wide open space, which is indeed very suitable for setting up tents.

"Okay, here it is. Meng Wuwu put down his backpack and found a stone slab on which he crossed his knees and closed his eyes.

Ji Yanxue looked at him stunned, sure enough, it was the eldest young master, who stretched out his hand for clothes and opened his mouth for food. After sighing helplessly, she set about building a fire and setting up a tent.

But she soon found a very serious question, it seems that she can't pitch a tent herself, does she? and it seems that there is only one tent, should she ...... tonight

Seeing that there had been no movement for so long, Meng Wuwu asked. "What's wrong?"

"Ahh

Ji Yanxue, who was in the fantasy, was suddenly startled, her face turned crimson, but fortunately, there was night cover, and Meng Wuwu did not notice anything unusual.

Ji Yanxue explained. "I—I'm not going to pitch a tent. After saying that, he lowered his head, but his face turned even redder.

Meng Wuwu glanced at her, and his tone was flat. "You go and make a fire, and I'll pitch a tent. ”

Ji Yanxue looked at Meng Wuwu with a stunned expression, will he set up a tent?

It turns out that he does, although he read the manual for a while, but the way he starts to do it is not strange at all.

About twenty minutes later, a brand-new field tent appeared in front of Ji Yanxue's eyes.

Then Meng Wuwu returned to the stone slab and glanced at the surrounding environment lightly. Although the concentration of aura here is thin, it is also several times higher than that of the city, so it is no wonder that Tianwu vine can be planted.

"If you're hungry, you have something to eat in your bag, so don't bother me if there's nothing to do. After speaking, Meng Wuwu calmly closed his eyes.

Under the bright moon, Ji Yanxue looked sadly into the distance, where there was a mountain, behind the mountain. It used to be her home, a warm home.

However, that all changed completely five years ago. A kind grandfather, a serious father, a gentle mother, and all the clansmen. None of this is gone now, and the only ones who survive are their siblings......

Meng Wuwu has always been immersed in cultivation, the world is impermanent, and the way of heaven is ruthless. Even he can't escape reincarnation.

After a long time, Ji Yanxue retracted her gaze and adjusted her mentality. "Young Master, please go in and rest. It's good to have Cher guarding outside. ”

Ji Yanxue didn't think that Meng Wuwu really wanted to sleep with her arms in her arms. Although she is also a beauty, compared to Mu Qingxin, she is still much worse.

What's more, when she accidentally injured Mu Qingxin yesterday, she clearly felt the cold killing intent that emanated from Meng Wuwu's body. Ji Yanxue also had to admit that the reason why Meng Wuwu didn't kill her was because of Mu Qingxin.

"That's for you, I don't need it. Meng Wuwu didn't open his eyes, and a bright moon hung over his head, and his body was covered with silver light.

Ji Yanxue didn't say anything more, just watched silently for a while and then got in.

The night is getting darker and darker, but Heizhugou is surprisingly quiet. It is rumored that a mountain god lives here and will stir up a fog in the mountains, leaving the offender lost here forever.

Whether the rumors are true or not, Heizhugou is indeed a place full of mysteries, whether in ancient times or modern times, almost every year people are lost forever here. During the war, there was a modern and well-equipped army that tried to cross the Heizhugou, but after they entered, there was no more news.

However, in addition to Meng Wuwu and them, there were actually people hanging out in this black bamboo ditch in the middle of the night.

"It's hard to come to patrol the mountains in the middle of the night. A burly man mourned.

The slightly thin man next to him also complained. "The boss is really, we've been patrolling the mountains for almost four or five years, and it's not certain whether that thing exists or not. ”

The burly man suddenly roared the classic mountain patrol song. "The boss asked me to patrol the mountains, babbling yo oh babbling yo, patrolling the south mountain I patrol the north mountain, babbling oh babbling yo. ”

"Are you crazy? Legend has it that there are mountain gods living here who eat people!" the thin man looked around nervously.

The big man said disdainfully. "Where did the mountain god come from? Don't talk about the others, let's just say that we have been here for more than five years, and every day is not the same, but where is the mountain god?"

"That's right, go to the special mountain god!" the thin man suddenly realized, and then roared with his companion.

At this time, Meng Wuwu slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the col not far away, and then extinguished the fire and walked into the tent.

Standing in a deep sleep, Ji Yanxue suddenly noticed that there was a dark shadow in the tent, and after a little panic, she almost instinctively slashed out with her palm.

Meng Wuwu hurriedly raised his hand to block it unhurriedly and said loudly. "It's me. ”

"Young Master?"

Ji Yanxue looked puzzled, and at the same time shocked in her heart, it seemed that Meng Wuwu's strength was stronger than last night, but thinking of his forbearance, she was quickly relieved.

Meng Wuwu motioned to her not to have an accident. "Follow me. ”

Ji Yanxue listened to the high-morale mountain patrol song and couldn't help asking. "What is this?"

Meng Wuwu said. "That's for yourself. ”

Although there was some distance between the two sides, the black bamboo ditch at night was terrifying, so what they said was heard word by word by Meng Wuwu.

"Me?" Ji Yanxue didn't know why.

Meng Wuwu analyzed. "They seem to have been looking for something in Heizhugou for four or five years, and it may have something to do with the destruction of your house. ”

"This, this ......" As soon as she talked about the family, Ji Yanxue's legs were weak, and she couldn't help but want to cry when she knelt on the ground.

But I kept telling her in my heart that she couldn't cry at this time!

After a long time, Ji Yanxue suddenly remembered something and raised her head suddenly. "It's impossible, it's just a legend!"

"What legend?" Meng Wuwu asked.

Ji Yanxue recalled. "Legend has it that thousands of years ago, there was an evil dragon in the black bamboo ditch that caused trouble in the world. But he was later subdued by an unknown Taoist and imprisoned in a locked dragon well, where he was guarded by a local family for generations. ”

"You mean, your family exists to guard the locked dragon well?"

Ji Yanxue replied truthfully. "This is a story that has been passed down from generation to generation in my family, and I don't know, let alone see what kind of lock dragon well. ”

"They killed all my relatives just for a legend. Ji Yanxue knelt on the ground and kept trembling.

But it didn't take long for a murderous intent in her eyes. "I will kill them all and avenge my relatives!"

Meng Wuwu grabbed Ji Yanxue's shoulders and suppressed her. "It's all just my speculation, and even if that's the case, what can you do now?"

Ji Yanxue was silent for a moment, and the killing intent in her eyes gradually disappeared. "Thank you young master for reminding me, it was Xue'er who was impulsive. ”

"But there must be a demon when something happens, you are familiar with this place, we can sneak over and see what they are doing. Meng Wuwu also wanted to see if there was really a dragon here.

Under the leadership of Ji Yanxue, the two turned over to the valley on the other side. "Young master, look, there is a fire in front of you, it seems to be a camp. And it's the way to my house. ”

"You stay here, I'll go and see. Before she could react, Meng Wuwu disappeared into the night in a flash.

It didn't take long for Meng Wuwu to come to the grass in front of the camp, this camp had a total of five large tents, a square in the valley, the largest of which was located in the center of each other, each taking care of each other, blocking the whole valley to death, and there were people patrolling around it from time to time.

At this time, a person slowly walked to the place where Meng Wuwu was, Meng Wuwu was squatting in the grass, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, his right hand was palmed, and there were three slender silver needles between his fingers, waiting quietly.

Seeing that the person was getting closer and closer, and the beam of the flashlight passed by Meng Wuwu several times.

"Lao Li, it's time to change shifts, let's go to the west of the mountain. A voice came from inside the tent.

The man turned around and was about to leave, when Meng Wuwu moved his right wrist slightly, and three silver needles flew out, piercing his three acupoints respectively, and then fell to the ground.

Then Meng Wuwu moved him into the grass, and then slowly approached the tent where the sound was heard. His principle in dealing with the enemy has always been to either surrender him with strength, or cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, so as to prevent future troubles.

The most important thing is that Meng Wuwu is keen, and these people have a very faint murderous aura, and it can be determined that they have killed people, a murder gang!

So Meng Wuwu didn't have to be polite to them.