Chapter 579

Those lifelike wooden people are still hanging on the beam during the day, but when Muyu comes at night, they are all gone!

An inexplicable cold air suddenly hit from the room, as if the temperature suddenly dropped to below zero, and the ground under foot began to frost.

Since Mu Yu came here, he felt that something was wrong with the whole yard. There was a strong breath that was not weaker than him in the dark. When he entered the room, the breath became more and more obvious, and seemed to be close to him!

Right behind him!

"Hiss!"

Muyu's shadow sword suddenly stabbed at the back. It seems that it has penetrated into someone's body, making a strange dull sound.

He turned his head and looked, but he met the old face of old master Zhao, and his shadow sword had already pierced his chest!

Mu Yu is surprised and quickly pulls back the sword. The whole person has already flashed to the door. However, the door slammed automatically!

The fierce sword Qi crisscrossed and fell on the door.

According to the law, his sword spirit is very strong. This ordinary door can't stop him, and he will be rolled into powder without touching him. However, the darkness suddenly comes with a more sinister breath, which will count Muyu's sword Qi at the moment!

Muyu was blocked by an ordinary door!

He turned and looked at the old master Zhao who had just appeared behind him. He was very puzzled. When old master Zhao attacked him, he was obviously slow as a tortoise, but how could he suddenly run behind him?

Old master Zhao was dressed in a shroud, and a blood hole was stabbed in his chest, but there was no blood flow. He even did not frown. He still raised the file and walked towards Muyu.

"I'll see what's troubling me!"

Muyu's hands turned into Taoist array patterns. The bright array patterns scattered around him and radiated in all directions. However, the light emitted by the array patterns was seriously limited around the wooden feather. The room was still very dark as if it could swallow the light.

"Hide your head and hide your tail, don't you dare to come out?" Wood feather cold drink way.

No one answered him, only old master Zhao came slowly, holding a stupid file to kill him.

Muyu frowns. In addition to acting like a mortal, Mr. Zhao is very strange. He is stabbed by Muyu and has nothing to do with it. It's like a manipulated corpse. It doesn't feel pain. It just carries out the killing orders mechanically.

But it's ridiculous for a mortal with a file to kill Mu Yu during the distraction period!

Muyu knows that Mr. Zhao is no longer saved. However, since the other party is unable to pose a threat to his life, he does not intend to destroy the body of Mr. Zhao. The present Mr. Zhao is just a controlled puppet.

The room was getting colder and colder, and the cold air even intruded into the wooden feather protected by psychic power, which made him very uncomfortable.

He had to find the mysterious guy hiding in the dark as soon as possible.

"Yin Qi, show off in front of me

The wood spirit sword appeared beside Mu Yu and instantly turned into a big tree in the sky. The branches firmly bound old master Zhao, and the remaining leaves began to give off a stronger dead breath, which immediately shrouded the room.

"Wow

Like the tide dissipated in general, those strange Yin Qi was defeated in the most pure dead air. The branches of Muling are too strong to resist the evil plants. All the Yin Qi is swallowed up by the wood spirit, and the whole dark room is instantly lit up by the array pattern of wooden feather.

The branches disappeared, leaving only one branch tied to Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao kept struggling, and his Yin Qi began to be absorbed by Muling.

Then the old man gradually weakened and stopped struggling. The fierce light in his eyes disappeared, his head drooped, and his chest gradually stopped fluctuating.

There was nothing in the room, or there was only one bed. Only the wooden man on the beam was missing. The breath that made wooden feather feel dangerous had disappeared.

Muyu put Mr. Zhao's body on the bed and walked to the door.

"Bang!"

Muyu kicks the door open and goes to the yard. The array pattern under his feet has already covered the whole yard instantly, illuminating every corner of the yard.

The whole courtyard had disappeared and seemed very quiet.

"What is it? How strange? " Muyu thought for a long time and walked to the shop in front of Chen Er Zhuang.

However, the whole shop is very normal, except for the gloomy, it is no different from the daytime.

The white moonlight shines on the top of the mountain, so that the plants on the mountain are covered with a layer of silver frost. The five figures walked in a hurry on the mountain path, passed by the fields and ridges, and finally stopped in front of a new grave.

These five people are Chen Erzhuang and his four companions!

And this grave is the dead person who presided over the funeral of the five of them. No one expected that they would come back here again in the middle of the night.The four men had shovels in their hands, and without a word began to shovel the earth, but in less than a quarter of an hour, the coffins buried during the day appeared in front of them.

If anyone were here, they would be shocked to find that there was a slow breath coming from the coffin, as if the people buried inside were still alive!

Four guys jumped down and lifted the coffin out.

Chen Erzhuang's face looked very pale in the moonlight. He went to open the coffin quickly. Inside the coffin was an old woman with an orange skin.

The old woman is a pure dead man, wearing a new shroud, her chest does not fluctuate, the breath is not from her body. As like as two peas,

Chen grozhuang groped inside the coffin, then suddenly struck the bottom of the coffin and turned the old woman to the bottom. What's more, the back turned out to be exactly the same as the old man.

The man opened his eyes, but his eyes were still like wood. He was a woodman carved in the daytime!

But at the moment, the wooden man's chest is constantly fluctuating, and there are faint signs of life!

Chen Erzhuang actually did something for the coffin, made a dark grid, and hid the old woman's wooden man behind the real dead!

Chen Erzhuang took out a pen from his bag and dipped it in the red pigment used to color the wooden man.

He randomly points the pen on the wooden man's two eyes. The red pigment drops in the wooden man's eyes, but does not make the wooden man's eyes red, but turns into black normal eyes!

A stream of Yin Qi shot out of the wooden man's eyes and spread all over his body in an instant. Then the wooden man suddenly twitched slightly and became the same as the old woman just now, and still survived!

The wooden man slowly sat up from the bottom of the coffin, her eyes still looked a little confused, as if she did not know where she was.

Chen Erzhuang said numbly, "go home and meet your descendants."

Suddenly, the wooden man's eyes became as black as ink. She nodded and crawled out of the coffin, then slowly went down the mountain in the moonlight.

The four servants of Chen Erzhuang have already filled the tomb again and piled it into a new one. The only strange thing is that they did not bury the coffin in, but lifted the coffin and left with Chen Erzhuang.

Old Xu head sits on his bed, he obeys Mu Yu's advice, and still dare not get out of bed. Just now, what Xiao Shuai said scared him. He didn't want to die.

"Hasn't lord Muyu lifted my curse yet?" Old Xu head trembled to think, suddenly some regret that he had told Muyu those words.

But he remembered that Mu Yu was very polite to him when he was young. He also cured his rheumatism and shortness of breath and chest tightness for many years. He thought that Muyu would not harm him.

He coughed twice, and his addiction to smoking broke out again.

After a long hesitation, he got out of bed and went to the hall. His house was so small that the halls and rooms had no doors at all, just a broken curtain.

He found his own dry cigarette in the corner of the hall. He took the torch out of his pocket and took a breath. The torch gave out a yellow flame. He ignited the dry smoke and took a strong puff.

"Although Mr. Mu Yu said not to smoke again, if Lord Yan really wants to take me away, I have to make myself less sad." Xu slowly sat back on his chair and puffed out smoke.

White smoke drifted in the dark and disappeared.

He still has a white halo on his neck, and the aura given to him by Xiao Shuai has not dissipated. He felt his neck curiously, but the white halo seemed to be absent and could not be touched.

"The little mouse of the immortal family is very powerful. Ouch, if only our rhubarb had half of its shrewdness." Then he thought about how this circle was just like the collar he gave rhubarb. But he didn't care. It would be nice to keep his life.

Old Xu took another puff of dry tobacco, hoping that the young man Mu Yu saved his life, and everyone was happy.

The crop pests in the field have been removed by Muyu, and his rheumatism has been cured. There is nothing better in the world than this.

Old Xu's idea is very simple. He is usually a person who is easy to satisfy.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

The rhubarb dog in the yard suddenly barked, which was quite fierce. When he thought of his yelling rhubarb, he could not help admiring the little mouse who could only talk.

He has lived alone for so many years, and only rhubarb is with him. Unfortunately, rhubarb can't speak. If only rhubarb could speak as well as mice, it could also help him to relieve his boredom.

"Rhubarb, don't yell!" Lao Xu's voice came out.

But the barking of the rhubarb did not stop, and a familiar footstep sounded outside the door.

"Why? Lord Muyu, are you back? " Old Xu quickly knocked off the dry smoke, and then blew the smoke in the room, because Muyu told him not to smoke just now.He ran to open the door, but it was pushed in from the outside.

Looking at the man in front of him, Xu was stunned! This man is not mu Yu!

"You, you, you are..." Old Xu looked at the man in front of him in horror.

Standing outside the door is another old Xu!

"Don't you know yourself?" There was a strange smile on the old Xu's head outside the door. There was no difference between him and him. Only his eyes were as black as ink!

The most incredible thing for Xu is that there is a white aura around his neck outside the door!

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