A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

The man mumbled something that Muyu didn't hear clearly. He didn't even look at Muyu, but just sat up dimly, and then began to fasten the buttons of his clothes slowly, Muyu noticed him I also tied one of the buttons wrong.

He was wearing a navy blue robe with an avatar embroidered on his chest. At first glance, this avatar seemed to be an old man, and his tongue was grimacing, but from a different angle, he was a middle-aged man. The man himself. Mu Yu thought it was fun. Some people embroidered this kind of thing on their clothes. It was also fun.

　　 "Who are you?" the man asked strangely, rubbing his sorrowful eyes.

"Here is the unfortunate friend of Ximen. I came to Ximen unfortunately. I don't know if Mr. can report it on my behalf?" Mu Yu said politely. Although the man didn't seem to cultivate, but here is an evil faction. it is good.

　　 "Are you unfortunately looking for Simon! Then what am I doing?"

　　The man waved his hands impatiently, then looked down for shoes on the ground, one shoe was under the slate, and the other shoe didn't know where to go. The man looked for a long time and didn’t find another shoe. He was very annoyed. He took off the worn shoe and threw it into the water. He barely looked at the wooden feathers and dead wood. I walked out staggeringly.

　　 "He is also a sect?"

　　Kiwa stunned, this guy wouldn't be a mortal who strayed here? If Muyu knew that there was no mortal footsteps in Fifty Mile Garden, he might really regard this person as a drunken man.

　　 "This person is not simple, didn't you find it?" Withered wood stared at the man's back, thinking for a long time.

"Since coming to Sanba Street, I feel that everyone is not easy. If you tell me this gatekeeper, he likes men, I can basically accept it." Mu Yu calmly watched the gatekeeper disappear. Outside the door, when he came here, he was ready to be subverted. But the carefree look of the gatekeeper is unfortunately similar to that of Simon.

　　 But is this really Lou Yinyuan?

No matter from which point of view, it is not like a gathering place for evil people who are far away from each other. There are no fierce guards or fierce beasts here. On the contrary, it is like a quiet manor, which looks flat. Faint, nothing unusual.

　　After seeing the disappearance of the goalkeeper, Muyu walked up to the stone bridge and went to the other side of the river to see if anyone could inform him.

　　 Walking across the bridge, there is a beautiful flower cluster. Even in the late autumn season, the flowers in the flower cluster are still blooming brightly and appearing vibrant. There are four or five children in red apron frolicking behind the bushes. These children are about three or four years old and look very cute. There was a beautiful yellow-dressed woman yawning there, looking at a few children with boredom, picking a flower in her hand and flicking it around.

　　 "This girl, is Simon unfortunately here?" Mu Yu walked over and asked. The woman in yellow looks very young and pure. It is really rare for the evil faction to have such a pure woman, but Mu Yu will not treat her as a pure woman, and all the evil factions may be abnormal.

　　 "I don't know!" The woman in yellow didn't feel abrupt or vigilant about Muyu's arrival, but just answered easily, without looking away from the children for a moment.

　　 Muyu ate a closed door soup and felt a little depressed. It stands to reason to go to a certain school. Once an outsider breaks in, there will definitely be a lot of disciples coming over and asking aloud, "Whoever is standing, dare to break into my school," or something, but no one came here Jumping out to stop him, it makes him think a lot of explanations are not useful.

　　 Muyu still wanted to ask, but it's okay to look at the yellow clothes woman's indifferent look. He walked inside a few steps, and found that the woman didn't even lift her eyelids, and didn't care about Muyu's random intrusion. The villains are really weird. They actually do not question the outsiders, as if there is a garden where anyone can come.

Mu Yu met several people one after another, most of them were doing their own things, there was a big bearded man basking in the sun, there was a scholar-looking young man holding a book to read with relish, a teenager fell asleep on the branch , Grunts came one after another, and a woman sitting under the tree embroidering flowers.

　　 Take a closer look, these people's cultivation behaviors all have a period of infancy. The young man who looks like a scholar even has a cultivation period, and even the cultivation of Muyu and the females are not obvious.

　　 Muyu asked those people a few times where Simon was unfortunate. They all said lazily that they didn't know. Some people didn't even look at Muyu, let alone answer.

　　 "Where have we come?"

　　If many people jump out and question Muyu loudly, or fight with Muyu directly, these Muyu can accept it. But nobody cares about his situation. Muyu didn't expect it, but he didn't know how to deal with it.

　　 He wondered whether to throw a Bakudan to blow up the house, to see if he could attract the attention of these people. But here is after all the site of evil factions, there are many evil faction masters, there must be many more powerful guys hiding in the dark!

　　 "Come, who wants to gamble with me? Zhuang Yuanlang, are you interested in gamble with me? Win, I will help you with housework next month."

　　 At this moment, there was a thin young man with three crystal clear dice in his hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ happily ran from behind, came to the scholar and asked excitedly. r/>

The scholar called Zhuang Yuanlang just glanced at the boy and said, "You owe me three bottles of kiln wine, ten thousand spirit stones, two duty days, and one pair of your pants and two tops. When will we return? Gambling." Zhuang Yuanlang said, and continued to read his book.

　　 "Okay, okay, I'm going to find someone else. Brother Han, do you want to gamble?"

　　The thin and weak young boy smiled and turned and ran towards Qisuhan, but Qiushuhan turned over and refused him neatly.

　　 "Aunt Xue? Are you grinning?" He set his eyes on the embroidered woman again.

　　 "Called sister." Aunt Xue made a gesture of her embroidery needle. She looked graceful and graceful, but the years still left a few scores on her face, and a few crow's feet were faintly visible.

　　The thin and weak boy threw out his tongue, said two words silently, and then walked away happily. Muyu can tell from his tone that this guy just said "pretend to be tender".

　　 "You go to bet with him." The dead wood signaled.

　　 "OK." Muyu rubbed his hands.

　　The people here are indifferent to the two strangers who come in and can't communicate at all. The thin teenager looked for someone to gamble everywhere, and it seemed that he could only get some information from him through gambling.

　　 But gambling, this is the first time for a good young man like Muyu. Compared with the evil faction, Mu Yu is indeed pure and pure.