After sleeping, Mu Yun Zhenren got up leisurely, went straight to the back of the bamboo house, waved his palm and threw the fat deer that was still feasting out, looked at the devastated vegetable garden, and unconsciously laughed and scolded: "Evil animal, a fat body is still in this big mouthfilling." ”

The fat deer was thrown more than ten feet away, and then smashed to the ground, but saw that the fat deer got up painlessly, glanced at Mu Yunzhen nonchalantly, and actually stretched out his tongue and licked it, shook his shiny fur, and entered the bamboo house with his hooves.

In the bamboo house, everything is simple. A table, two bamboo chairs, a bed, and nothing else. The person on the bed is Mu Chenhao, who is unconscious. The fat deer swaggered in and came to the bed, and his two big eyes looked directly at Mu Chenhao, who was breathing steadily and powerfully, and he actually showed a sense of surprise.

Outside the house, Mu Yunzhen's voice came: "It's very strange, it's just that the skin is thick and beaten." "Hearing this, Fatty Lu didn't care, because Mu Chenhao at that time had already seen that he was almost chopped into charcoal by thunder, if it wasn't for Mu Yun's real person, don't say breathing, I'm afraid I would have to give an account for my life. Although it was Mu Yun Zhenren who stabilized Mu Chenhao's injuries with his great magical powers and barely left his life, but in less than half a day, he was able to breathe so smoothly from being able to change from wandering qi to silk, and it still happened to a layman, and it was surprising that it was not surprising.

Just thinking about it, Mu Yunzhen coughed twice outside the house, so frightened that the fat deer trembled unnaturally, and then stretched out his wet big tongue and licked it towards Mu Chenhao's face, but half of Mu Chenhao's blood scab was licked clean by the big tongue, revealing the new and immature flesh inside.

Mu Chenhao was licked painfully, frowned unconsciously, only felt that his face was wet and hot, and he woke up in a trance. When I opened my eyes, I saw the fat deer, still sticking out its tongue and licking its face.

But before Mu Chenhao avoided this wet and disgusting big tongue, the fat deer saw Mu Chenhao wake up, and then consciously stopped, then showed a disgusted expression, turned his head and left Mu Chenhao's two-petaled buttocks back out of the bamboo house.

Looking around, all of them are made of bamboo, and in the small room, you can only see a table and two small stools. When he got up, the amplitude was a little bigger, and Mu Chenhao grinned, and he gasped for a while before he recovered. There are blood scabs all over his body, and it is very terrifying, but Mu Chenhao knows that this is half of the better, and the real injuries are still muscles and bones, and it is difficult to recover.

Stepping out of the bamboo house, the eyes are full of bamboo sea fluttering, there is an old man who is lying on the bamboo chair and pretending to sleep, white clothes, white hair and long beard, fairy wind and bone breeze.

In front, Mu Chenhao leaned over and bowed. The old man stopped shaking the bamboo chair, but he did not open his eyes, and still lay quietly, blown by the wind, and his long beard danced.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life. Mu Chenhao got up and bowed again, and spoke.

The old man was indifferent, Mu Chenhao was not discouraged, and he couldn't afford to worship for a long time. The bamboo sea swayed, and I don't know how long, I finally heard the old man speak.

"Can you become an immortal?"

Shocked, Mu Chenhao got up suddenly, forgot the pain on his body for a while, took a few steps back, and looked at the motionless old man in great surprise. What he said, Mu Chenhao was not very familiar with, and the person he asked before almost took his own life.

Smell a long sigh again, I don't know what to do, I can only hear a little unwillingness. The old man got up from the bamboo chair, walked towards Mu Chenhao, walked to Mu Chenhao's side, paused for a moment, and said, "Maybe the name and surname are spoken?"

After speaking, without waiting for Mu Chenhao's reply, he walked straight to the back of the bamboo house. Mu Chenhao hesitated, turned around and followed.

It was a small vegetable garden, a green oil, among which there was a big fat deer feasting, and when Mu Chenhao saw the big fat deer, the big fat deer looked up and looked back, but saw the old man in front of him, and jumped up in shock. It's a pity that it was a little slower, and it was picked up by the old man, and he threw it out, and he threw it away without a trace.

In Mu Chenhao's surprised gaze, the old man patted the dirt stains on his hands, and bent down to fiddle with the sores in the vegetable garden: "The evil animals have been eaten by you." ”

Speechless, I don't know how to speak, and the one in front of me is really too unbelievable. After pondering for a long time, Fang spoke: "Mu Yuan, Mu Chenhao." ”

I don't know if the old man heard Mu Chenhao speak, and he seemed to say to himself while busy with the work in his hands: "The name here is Mu Yunfeng, and there is nothing else except me." With that, the old man straightened up, turned around and asked, "Mu Yuan, are you willing to stay?"

Looking at the old man's eyes, he became more and more foggy, although he saved his life, Tianyan was not calm there, not to mention that Yan Lingchuan didn't know where he was. I had to grit my teeth: "The seniors are very loving, but the younger generations have something to do and can't stay." ”

Seeing Mu Chenhao's embarrassed appearance, the old man smiled: "It's okay to sue you, Yan Zhao must live more freely than anyone else." After hearing this, Mu Chenhao suddenly became excited, and unconsciously took a step forward: "Seniors know my brother?"

"Brother?" the old man smiled dumbly, "that guy is still so stubborn. It's kind of old knowledge. ”

"Old knowledge?" Mu Chenhao saw the age of the old man in front of him, and couldn't think of how the two came from the old knowledge.

Seeing that Mu Chenhao was more and more puzzled, he sighed: "First it was old acquaintances, and then it turned against each other." ”

Mu Chenhao looked at the tall old man in front of him, he couldn't see through the emotion in what he said, and he didn't understand the cause and effect in what the old man said, so he just stared at it in a daze, and he didn't know how to speak.

For a long time, the two of them were speechless, only the light breeze blew, which caused more than a commotion in the verdant bamboo forest, and even caused the two of them to tremble, and never stopped.

"That's it. Finally sighed, the old man spoke, and waved his hand again: "If you don't want to become an immortal, it's useless to stay, go down the mountain, but how to leave has nothing to do with me." Hearing this, Mu Chenhao bowed for a long time: "The seniors are serious, not only to save the lives of the juniors, but how dare the juniors bother if they haven't returned their favors." If there is a fate to say goodbye, the younger generations will definitely reciprocate. ”

The old man sneered: "Fart, you know how to reciprocate, take advantage of the fact that you don't regret it, get out of here quickly." ”

Mu Chenhao was silent, did not hesitate, turned his head and left, entered the bamboo forest, and his figure disappeared. Looking at Mu Chenhao's back, the old man returned to the bamboo chair and lay down, shaking the bamboo chair gently: "Rabbit cub." ”

The winding path is winding, not steep, and the walk is easy, but it is indeed too quiet along the way, except for the occasional startling bird flapping wings and the screaming of male insects, there is no human rest and no trace.

Aside a few bushes of strong bushes, a small and unhurried spring flow sound into the ears, the water color is clear and sparkling, Mu Chenhao hurriedly rushed over to drink a few mouthfuls of moist and dry throat, along the stream to look, there are clouds and mist in the distance, walk quickly, win the clouds to see the sun and the moon, everywhere Mu Chenhao stopped, the eyes are open and unobstructed, no dense grass and trees, the stream directly poured down into a stream into the sky, and finally arrived at the edge of the cliff, just go down the stream, you can go down the mountain, into the world.

Thinking that Mu Chenhao walked down the mountain without hesitation, but he didn't know that a large number of people wanted to come up the mountain, but Mu Chenhao walked backwards.

Over the clouds, the horizon is opened again, on the peak of Muyun, you can observe the overall situation, Mu Chenhao can see another surging waterfall that is far more magnificent than here, and then look, a wet cliff that is shining with the sun is not like the previous waterfall, the water mist is vast, only see the black pressure and a piece of blurry, but I don't know that there is a large area of road on the top, almost without the end, and the top can not be reached.

Although the three broad waterfalls are far apart, they can look at the confluence, a large lake is like a mirror shining, the line of sight moves forward, and finally it is crowded to see the people, Mu Chenhao does not feel tired, and walks down quickly along the waterfall.

In Sanxi Town, Mu Yuan looked at the bustling crowd on the street, quite a long-lost scene, and felt hungry for a while. The waterfall building that is intersected by three waterfalls is magnificent, and it is difficult not to attract attention, and I can't care about entering the building penniless.

Entering the first floor, I was suddenly surprised, there were not many people, after all, Mu Chenhao didn't know that all the outsiders had run to the dry waterfall before. The crowd swept Mu Chenhao a few times and stopped paying attention, just drinking wine and waiting for the storyteller to say a few strange things.

Just looking at it, the guy had already greeted him and said politely: "Master, I still live in the hotel." Mu Yuanwei was a little uncomfortable: "I'm tired of the second brother to help me get some food." The guy responded and beckoned Mu Chenhao to take a seat.

Fang waited, and a middle-aged man with a long beard and a greasy robe sat down. When he was sitting down, his sloppy face suddenly burst with two eyes, and he turned his hand and took out a piece of waking wood out of nowhere, and with a bang on the table, he attracted the attention of the audience.

Everyone looked at Mr. Storyteller, but saw Mr. Storyteller smiling and not speaking, only squinting and chuckling without saying a word for a long time. It seemed that someone was impatient to wait, shouted a few times, and pretended to scold: "What a gentleman, the shocking wood is all filmed, there is no story in his mouth, and everyone is interested, how many meanings does this mean?"

The storyteller didn't care, and stroked his knotted long beard: "Before I talk about it today, I want to ask the big guys, let's go up this mountain above our heads?"

When the words came out, there was a boo, this is not asking a nonsense, if it is good, what are you doing at the bottom of the mountain?

The storyteller didn't feel embarrassed, and smiled even more: "Since it is difficult to go up the mountain, then do you think it is difficult or easy to go down the mountain?"

When he asked again, the boos suddenly became much less and began to become noisy, and everyone began to talk about it. It was to arouse the popularity of everyone, and the storyteller woke up and went down again, saying: "My dull opinion, it is difficult to go up the mountain, and it is even more difficult to go down the mountain." ”

At this time, someone shouted: "How do you say this? Could it be that Mr. Cheng has not been able to go up the mountain?"

"This mountain has naturally never been up, unrequited love, and I can't go up if I want to. The storyteller did not blush or beat his heart, and spoke calmly. Everyone laughed, and Mu Yuan waited for the food to listen quietly. But I naturally have my own opinion on what I say. The storyteller opened his mouth unhurriedly, but many people were so anxious that many people slapped the table and shouted a few words.

Slowly smacking the hot tea, he said: "Over the years, although there have been too many people to go up the mountain, most of them have returned in vain, and even many people have lost their lives. But in the end, this is the vast majority, and there are still very few people who can go up the mountain and become mysterious immortals who do not come out on the top of the mountain, so it is difficult to go up the mountain. But there are very few people who can go up the mountain, and after so long, it can't be regarded as a very few, and everyone knows that someone can go up the mountain, but when have you ever heard of someone coming down the mountain?"

When the words came out, everyone was shocked, and they didn't say anything for a long time, turning their heads to look around. At this time, the guy put the food in front of Mu Yuan's table, thanked him, and ate with relish.

Mr. Storyteller was obviously very satisfied with the demeanor of the people in front of him, but he was secretly proud but still spoke: "My own humble opinion, I can't take it seriously." ”

The shopkeeper who was resting in front of the case didn't know when he put on the money hat covering his face, and was looking coldly at the stunned people in front of him and the proud storyteller, and suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, and a touch of coldness flashed.

"Nonsense, nonsense!"