Chapter 677

About half an hour later, he wandered around the neighborhood. Mu Qingxiao found an open-air tea stall, found a place to sit down and said, "boss, give me a pot of good tea and a plate of cakes."

"OK, sir, just a moment."

Soon, the stall owner came over with a pot of hot tea and a plate of cakes and said with a warm smile, "young master, come out and play. The scenery of Qinchuan will certainly not disappoint you."

"In March, the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is really quite good." he took a sip from his tea cup and said in a bland tone.

"Young master, you are really a man of temperament."

The stall owner was very friendly. He was not in a hurry. He chatted while tasting tea.

Half an hour later, a plate of cakes was finished, and two cups of tea came to the bottom. Mu Qingxiao stood up, took out a silver and put it on the table, turned and left.

The stall owner came forward and looked at a piece of silver on the table. He just wanted to say that there was too much money, but the guest had long disappeared.

After leaving the tea stall, mu Qingxiao walked along the canal to the west of Qinchuan city. He came to Qinchuan not only to see the scenery, but also to have deep meaning.

More than ten minutes later, standing in front of a small house, mu Qingxiao was deep in thought. On the left side of the small house was a mansion with the word "fangfu" on the plaque at the door.

Looking at the closed door of the small house, mu Qingxiao's divine consciousness was released. He searched the small house inside and outside, and there was no sign of anyone living in it.

"It seems that Ouyang Shaogong hasn't come back. He's only waiting for a few years. Go to Bishan first."

He shook his head slightly and sighed. After that, the surrounding space fluctuated slightly, and the figure disappeared from its original place.

Originally, mu Qingxiao's goal was Yu Heng, the other half of Zixian villa. On the way, he thought that Ouyang Shaogong might appear in Qinchuan in the near future.

So mu Qingxiao came here by the way. He was not surprised to meet Fang's sister and brother. He didn't meet Ouyang Shaogong, which somewhat disappointed him.

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Two days later, in the early morning, the sun rose in the East.

At this time, mu Qingxiao saw a mountain village. The area of the village was not large, just dozens of mu of land, of which it was estimated that there were dozens of people living.

The village completely deviates from the nearby towns and is isolated from the world. The periphery is surrounded by a bamboo fence more than one meter high. There is no sense of security at all.

At this height, it can defend some ordinary beasts at most. If there are ghosts and ghosts, I'm afraid no one in the whole village can be spared.

Therefore, ghosts and monsters are nonsense. Otherwise, let alone send people to report in the town, it is unknown whether there are living people.

Strange to say, Cuiping village is located at the foot of this green mountain. There can't be no wild animals in the mountain, let alone demons and ghosts. Mu Qingxiao didn't even see an ordinary wild animal all the way.

But the young people in the village often die strangely, and there is something strange in it.

The death of the young people terrified the residents of the village and even meant to relocate again.

Finally, because the old people in the village were unwilling to give up the village and leave, the old village head had to ask for help from people in nearby towns.

The city Lord didn't want to share this matter, but he had some ways, so he had to ask the legendary Xiuzhen sect for help by letter.

Looking at the small village in front of him, mu Qingxiao couldn't help looking up at the top of the Bishan mountain.

Even if it's sunny and the sun is shining, it looks dead here. There are no birds around. The atmosphere is very strange.

Taking back his eyes, mu Qingxiao stepped forward, opened the bamboo fence door at the entrance of the village and walked towards the inside of the village.

Before long, an old farmer, aged about 60, appeared in sight. He was farming in a small field with a hoe. It seemed that he was planting seedlings of vegetables and fruits.

Mu Qingxiao glanced at the old man and walked forward. He whispered, "old man, is this Cuiping village?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man looked up, revealing a wrinkled cheek and confused eyes.

Stunned for a moment, the old man put down his hoe and said, "doll, aren't you from the village?"

"Yes, I'm from outside the village."

Although the old man was old, it did not hinder the communication between the two people. He just heard the word "doll". Mu Qingxiao couldn't help but smoke in the corners of his eyes. He felt a little strange.

"No one has come to such a desolate place. However, the village is not peaceful recently. The old man advised you to leave quickly."

It seems that he thought of something. A trace of fear flashed in the old man's eyes and began to persuade mu Qingxiao to leave.

"Old man, I'm the city master. Please come and help you solve the strange things in the village. Please tell me the whole story."

"You... Are you a fairy?"

Hearing mu Qingxiao's words, the old man was excited. Isn't it the legendary immortal invited by the city master? If he threw down his hoe, he would kneel down and kowtow to him.

This made mu Qingxiao helpless. He quickly helped him up and said, "the immortal doesn't dare, but some ordinary people who walk by the path. The old man doesn't have to."

"Immortal, half of us have been buried in the earth. You have to save the poor children in the village." the old man's face showed pain when he thought that the young people in the village died one by one.

"I'm here to solve this matter. Please tell me what happened in the village."

"The thing is, we have always been at peace in Cuiping mountain. I don't know why, a month ago..."

After the old man's narration, mu Qingxiao learned that in this month, three young men in the village died without any injuries. They died inexplicably.

Moreover, before they died, these men had a characteristic of being confused and even wandering in the village in the middle of the night.

Previously, the villagers didn't take it seriously until two young people died. Up to now, there are three dead men.

After simply understanding what happened, mu Qingxiao thought for a moment. After learning the location of the village head's home from the old man, he went to the inside of the village.

A few minutes later, follow the route pointed out by the old man and walk in a straight line. Soon, you will see a small quadrangle, which is the residence of the village head.

Compared with the earth houses in the village, this courtyard is not much different from the houses in the towns outside the village.

The village head is an old man over 90 with white hair. When he saw mu Qingxiao, he was respectful and even ordered his wife to prepare tea and cakes.

"There's no need for tea and cakes. Take me to see the body of the dead first."

"The body of the dead is placed in the backyard. Please come with me."

Following behind the village head, he came to the backyard. Mu Qingxiao's eyes coagulated and looked around. Under a leafy tree in the courtyard, there were three black coffins.

The luxuriant branches and leaves of the ashamed trees just block the pouring sunshine, which makes the atmosphere in the courtyard seem a little depressed.

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