Chapter 578

"Why the thunder and lightning? If you do too many bad things, will you be struck by thunder after you die? " Xiao Shuai asked curiously.

"Shuai, don't interrupt me. Keep talking, old man." Muyu said.

"Yes, the sound of lightning and thunder is more like the sound of thunder rolling in the clouds, and the ground was shaking slightly at that time. Because the sky burial Valley is originally a very strange place, and all kinds of strange noises often occur. It is said that the king of Yan is opening the door of ghosts to meet the dead ghost. We are used to it, so we don't care. " Said old Xu, with his head tilted.

"Is that rumble very often in the sky burial Valley?"

Muyu felt that things were getting more and more strange. He threw a coffin into the sky burial Valley, and the thunder and lightning sparked all the way. What was the trouble? But Muyu went down to have a look a few days ago, and found nothing. Did they not go to the same disorderly burial Valley?

"Not very often! Anyway, every time a dead person is sent to the sky burial Valley, there will be that kind of thunder and lightning under the sky burial valley. We all think it is normal. But when old Zhao was sent in that day, the roar was especially loud. " Lao Xu said with great certainty.

Mu Yu is puzzled about what kind of place luanju is. For a long time, the villagers in the vicinity threw the coffin directly into the valley, but Muyu did not find a figure at the bottom of the valley, not to mention the thunder and lightning.

Is it really the dead that can make the random burial Valley change?

"What's wrong with it?"

Mu Yu holds his chin. He thought it was related to the ghost gate people, but he didn't find any trace of the ghost gate people. However, it is not known who the mysterious guy behind Chen Erzhuang is, so he doesn't know where to start.

"No matter what his problem is, he has the strength to work when he is full." It's delicious.

Lao Xu pushes all the meat to Xiao Shuai for fear of neglecting the Xianjia pet.

"Anyway, we don't dare to go back to tianbury valley now. We don't think about old man Zhao..."

Old Xu was just talking about it, but then he stopped suddenly. He swayed twice, and then he fell under the chair with a bang.

This sudden situation makes Muyu unexpected!

Mu Yu rushed to him and helped him up. He asked eagerly, "are you OK, uncle?"

Old Xu's face turned red, as if he was choked by something, but there was nothing on his neck.

"I, I am so sad It's like someone's pinching my neck It took him a long time to say this, and then he became very windy and difficult to breathe.

"The wood man's magic has worked on him." Xiao Shuai swallowed the last mouthful of meat, not surprised at all.

Mu Yu is surprised. He thinks of the wooden men in Chen Erzhuang's shop. Is it true that Xu's life has been transferred to the wooden man, as Xiao Shuai said?

Muyu put Lao Xu's head on the bed. Xiao Shuai jumped to his chest and knocked his head. After listening for a while, he said to Mu Yu seriously: "you see, I have already said that this kind of magic is very evil and can't be prevented."

"I, will I die?" Old Xu asked in horror. He was out of breath when he spoke, and the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled.

"Don't worry, not yet." Said Xiao Shuai seriously. The old Xu's face just relaxed. The little Marshal wanted to die and added: "you will die tomorrow evening."

Old Xu's eyes widened and he was completely frightened.

"Don't talk nonsense! Uncle, don't worry, I won't let you die! " Mu Yu pulled Xiao Shuai's tail and told him not to say anything unpleasant.

This guy just can't keep his mouth shut. He always says something sad.

The breath of old Xu's head is getting weaker and weaker. At this time, Muyu also feels that the vitality of his head is disappearing.

"He looks like he's been hung up like this. Do we want to save him by going to Chen Er Zhuang's shop and cutting off the wooden man's neck there?" Long Teng guessed.

"It's no use. Cutting it may just make his face not so red. He will still die tomorrow evening." Xiao Shuai shook his head.

"What are you waiting for? Cut the rope first, so that he doesn't have to suffer so much. " Muyu turns around and goes to Chen Erzhuang's house.

But he said: "wait a minute, I have a way to ease his pain temporarily. Old man, you are lucky to meet me. Bear the pain and it'll be all right at once. "

Shuai stretched out his little hand, and his fingertips popped out his claws as thin as cicada wings. Although this claw looks very thin, it is very sharp. It is usually used to cut the armor of monsters, or to cut food for cooking. In addition, it is basically not used.

One of its claws gently poked into Xu's throat without any resistance. This claw is thin and sharp. The skin of ordinary people is not worth mentioning in front of it. It is easy to penetrate. At the same time, a halo of moonlight appears on the sharp claw of Xiao Shuai, covering the throat of Xu's head."Hiss"

Lao Xu took a breath suddenly, his red face gradually faded, and then he sat up and gasped.

"Thank you, my Lord." Xu said with gratitude on his face.

"Well, thank me." Xiao Shuai has already taken back his claws and jumped back to Mu Yu's shoulder.

"Thank you very much." Old Xu said quickly.

Although there is no need to suffer any more, his breath is still very weak, and his vitality is still fading away.

Muyu looks at the white halo around his head and neck. He knows that it is not a long-term plan for Xiao Shuai to do so. If he wants to save Lao Xu tou and the villagers who will be deprived of their lives, he must bring the man behind Chen Erzhuang to justice.

"Uncle, you are resting here now. Don't go anywhere until we come back!" Muyu has already flashed out of old Xu's home and flew to Chen Er Zhuang's shop.

At the moment, it was already dark, and lanterns were lit in every household. But when Muyu stops over the courtyard of Chen Er Zhuang, he finds that there is no light in Chen Er Zhuang's house.

Although the moon is hanging in the treetops tonight, it seems that it can't shine on the yard selling dead people's things. The whole courtyard where Chen Er Zhuang lived was not lit up. On the contrary, it was covered with a stream of Yin Qi, which made people feel cold.

Muyu fell on the roof of the house where Chen Er Zhuang lived during the day. There were many wooden people hanging on the roof beam under his feet.

Xiao Shuai has shrunk back to Mu Yu's clothes. He pricks two small holes in Muyu's clothes, just showing two small eyes.

There was no sound of crickets around. The wind blew, and the wood feather clothes were blowing and hunting.

Muyu gazed at the open yard. There were still some pieces of camphor wood and some unfinished wooden people in the yard, but the four assistants disappeared.

A pungent, musty smell came from the corner of the yard. It was disgusting paint for the woodman.

Muyu has fallen quietly and landed outside the door of Chen Er Zhuang's house.

He stretched out his array pattern and listened carefully to the movement around him. At the same time, his attention was all focused on Chen Erzhuang's room.

There is no sound in the room. Chen Erzhuang is just a mortal. If he has a rest, he should at least breathe. But Muyu doesn't hear any regular sound. He carefully opened the door and found it was not locked.

This is the second time that he came to this room today. To be honest, he and Xiao Shuai do not like to come to this gloomy place most of the night to check on the situation. However, for the sake of the lives of Xu tou and other villagers, he has to find a way to solve this problem.

He looked in through the crack in the door. It was dark and he couldn't see the situation clearly. He was about to push the door open when a pair of eyes appeared in the middle of the door!

That pair of eyes actually twinkled in the dark. It was so abrupt that Muyu didn't realize that there was any life in the room at the beginning.

"Trough, NIMA!"

Xiao Shuai originally made two holes in the wooden feather clothes to show its small eyes. Unexpectedly, he directly put the pair of eyes in the crack of Chen Erzhuang's door, which made its hair explode.

Muyu's shadow sword is already across his chest, and the green light suddenly opens. The whole person retreats out and falls next to the wooden man who has not finished carving in the yard, and stares warily at Chen Erzhuang's room.

At the same time, he felt that the yard was suddenly shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, which was so strong that he even smelled a hint of danger.

"Cheep!"

The door of Chen Er Zhuang's room has been opened, and a figure comes out slowly. With the green light on the shadow sword, Mu Yu saw the figure in front of him, and his pupil shrank.

It turned out to be Mr. Zhao who had been lying in the coffin of the shop in front of him!

At the moment, Mr. Zhao showed a strange smile, his eyes are very cold, showing a sense of killing, not like a dying old man should have eyes.

"What the hell are you? Why do you harm the innocent villagers here? " Muyu asked in a deep voice. He thought quickly, because he didn't feel the human breath from each other, no vitality, no fluctuation of cultivation, nothing. It was as if the old master Zhao was a walking corpse.

"Jie Jie, Jie Jie."

Mr. Zhao slowly raised his feet and stepped out of the room. He walked slowly towards Mu Yu without speaking. His mouth was full of strange laughter, which sounded gloomy.

Muyu only feels the cold killing intention on the other side, but he doesn't feel dangerous. The real danger comes from something waiting for an opportunity in the dark, rather than the person who comes back from the dead.

He didn't take the lead in trying to figure out the situation.

But Mr. Zhao suddenly pulled out a file and stabbed it at Mu Yu. The file was used to polish wood, not very sharp.

"Well?"

Muyu's body tilted and easily dodged. The old master Zhao's skill was too late. Although his eyes showed fierce light, his hand was light and floating, which was no different from that of ordinary people. He thought that ordinary young people could escape. What's the matter?Mr. Zhao didn't hit him with a knife and almost fell to the ground. But he did not give up, still Jie Jie ground strange smile, trembling to take a file to stab toward wood feather.

"This is just an ordinary person. Isn't that mysterious guy so weak?"

Muyu, a distracted monk, felt funny when he confronted old master Zhao. He felt that he could smooth this guy down with a shock. However, because the other side was mortal in the end, he still didn't put a heavy hand on him. He just slapped Mr. Zhao on the back neck to make him dizzy.

However, Mr. Zhao just fell to the ground by wooden feather without any sign of fainting. He slowly got up and walked towards Muyu with perseverance.

"Forget it. It's just a mortal." Muyu doesn't want to tangle with Mr. Zhao. He came here to take those wooden people down from the beam.

With a little tiptoe, he has already rushed into the room where Chen Er Zhuang lives, and the shadow sword has already illuminated the whole room.

Mu Yu raised his head, but the beam was already empty!

All the wooden people are gone!

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