A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

　　 "Why flash thunder? What bad things do you do after you die?" Xiaoshuai asked curiously.

　　 "Don't intervene, Xiaoshuai, old man, you continue." Mu Yu said.

"Well, the sound of lightning and thunder is actually more like the sound of thunder rolling in the clouds. The ground was also trembling slightly at that time. Because Tianbu Valley was originally a very strange place, all kinds of strange things often happen. There was a rumbling sound, it was rumored that it was Lord Yan who was opening the door to the ghost door to greet the dead resentment. Everyone got used to it, so we didn't care." Lao Xu said his head tilted.

　　 "Does Tianmugu often have that kind of booming sound?"

　　 Muyu felt that things were getting more and more strange. He threw a coffin in Tianbu Valley, and thunder and lightning sparks all the way. And Mu Yu went down to take a look a few days ago, and found nothing. Didn’t they go to the same burial valley?

"Not very often! Anyway, every time a dead person is sent into the Tianbu Valley, there will be the kind of thunder and thunder thundering under the Tianbu Valley, we all feel normal. But the old man Zhao was sent in that day. At that time, the rumbling sound was particularly loud." Lao Xutou said with certainty.

　　What kind of place is Ranbu Valley? Muyu is very puzzled. The villagers in the vicinity have always thrown the coffins directly into the burial valley, but Mu Yu not only did not find a figure at the bottom of the valley, but also did not find ghosts, let alone the thunder and thunder.

　　 Could it really be that the dead people can make the turbulent valley not changeable?

　　 "Where is the problem?"

Mu Yu leaned on his chin, he thought it was related to the ghost door people, but did not find any traces about the ghost door people, and who the mysterious guy behind Chen Erzhuang was is unknown, so he didn’t know from Where to start.

　　 "Don't worry about him, anyway, he is full of energy to work hard." Xiaoshuai was very happy.

　　Lao Xu head pushed all the meat to Xiaoshuai, fearing that he would neglect the Xianjia pet.

　　 "When it comes back to Tianmugu, now we all dare not go anymore, we don't think about the old man Zhao..."

　　 Old Xu's head was talking about Xing's head, and then stopped suddenly. He shook twice, and then he snapped under the chair.

　　 This sudden situation makes Muyu unexpected!

　　 Muyu quickly rushed over, raised the old Xu head, and asked anxiously: "Are you okay?"

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

　　 "I, I'm so uncomfortable... It seems that someone is pinching my neck." It took a long time for Lao Xutou to say this, and then he became very angry and gasped.

　　 "The wooden man's gulu took effect on him." Xiaoshuai swallowed the last bite of flesh, not surprised at all.

　　 Muyu was shocked. He remembered the wooden men hanging in Chen Erzhuang store. Is it really like Xiao Shuai said, that the life of Lao Xutou has been transferred to the wooden men?

Mu Yu put Lao Xu's head on the bed, the handsome jumped to Lao Xu's chest, knocked on the chest of Lao Xu's head, listened to the ear for a while, and said to Mu Yu seriously: "Look, I already said , This kind of insanity is very evil and unpredictable."

　　 "Me, am I going to die?" Lao Xu asked in horror, he was breathless when he spoke, and the wrinkles on his face were all wrinkled.

　　 "Relax, not yet." Xiaoshuai said seriously. Old Xutou's face just relaxed, and Xiaoshuai added another sentence: "You will die tomorrow evening."

　　 Old Xu's head widened his eyes and was completely terrified.

　　 "Xiaoshuai don't talk nonsense! Boss, you can rest assured, I won't let you die!" Mu Yu pulled the tail of Xiaoshuai, so that it wouldn't always say unpleasant words.

　　 This guy just couldn't control his mouth and always said something discouraged.

　　 Lao Xutou's breath is getting weaker and weaker, at this time Mu Yu also feels that the vitality of Lao Xutou is quietly disappearing.

　　 "He looks like he is being hung up, we want to save him to go to the Chen Erzhuang shop to cut off the neck of the wooden man there?" Long Fuji guessed.

　　 "Useless, the cut may just make him not have to go up so red, he will still die tomorrow evening." Xiaoshuai shook his head.

　　 "What are you waiting for? Cut the rope first so that he doesn't have to be so painful." Muyu turned and walked towards Chen Erzhuang's house.

　　 But Xiaoshuai said: "Wait a minute, I have a way to alleviate his pain temporarily. Old man, you have good luck, meet the coach. Endure a little pain, all at once."

　　 Xiaoshuai held out his little hand, and the tip of his little finger popped cicada-like claws. Although this claw looks thin, it is very sharp. Usually it is used to cut the monster's armor, or cut food to cook, but it is basically not used.

　　 Its claws gently penetrated into the throat of Lao Xu's head without encountering any resistance. This claw is thin and sharp. The mortal skin is not worth mentioning in front of it, and it is easily penetrated. At the same time, a circle of moon-white halo emerges on the claw of the little handsome, covering the throat of the old Xu head. live.

　　 "His--"

　　 Old Xu's head drew in a sudden breath, and the flush on his face faded away, and then he sat up and gasped.

　　 "Thank you, sir," said Lao Xu gratefully.

　　 "Hey, thank me." Xiaoshuai has already withdrawn from

His claws jumped back to Muyu's shoulders.

　　 "Thank you, Master Xiaoshuai." Lao Xutou said quickly.

　　Although the old Xutou no longer needs to be uncomfortable, his breath is still very weak, and his vitality is still passing away.

Mu Yu looked at the moon white halo around Lao Xu's head and neck. He knew that Xiaoshuai was not a long-term plan. If he wanted to save Lao Xu's head and the villagers who would be deprived of his life, he had to put Chen Er The man behind Zhuang was brought to justice.

　　 "Old man, you rest here now, don't go anywhere before we come back!" Mu Yu has flashed out of the old Xutou's house and flew towards the shop of Chen Erzhuang.

　　At this moment, the sky was already dark, and every household was lit with lanterns. But when Mu Yu stopped over Chen Erzhuang's yard, she found that Chen Erzhuang's house had no lights.

　　 Although the moon hangs on the treetops tonight, it seems to be unable to take photos of this small courtyard selling dead things. The entire courtyard where Chen Erzhuang lived didn't light up, on the contrary, it was enveloped with a yin, which made people feel cold.

　　 Muyu landed on the roof of Chen Erzhuang's house during the day, and many wooden people hung on the roof beams under his feet.

　　 Xiaoshuai has retracted into Muyu's clothes, pierced two small holes in Muyu's clothes, and just exposed two small eyes.

　　 was very quiet around, and even the crickets' chirping was not heard. The wind blew over and flew the wooden feather clothes hunting.

　　 Muyu stared at the empty yard. The debris of camphor wood still remained in the yard, as well as some unfinished woodmen, but the four men disappeared.

　　 A pungent musty smell came from the corner of the yard. It was disgusting paint that colored the wooden man.

　　 Muyu had fallen silently and fell outside the door of Chen Erzhuang's room.

　　 He stretched out his pattern and carefully listened to the movements around him, while paying full attention to Chen Erzhuang's room.

　　 There was no sound in the room. Chen Erzhuang was just a mortal. If he rested, there should be at least breathing sound, but Muyu did not hear any regular sound. He carefully opened the door and found that the door was not locked.

This is the second time he came to this room today. To be honest, he did not like the gloomy place in the middle of the night to check the situation, but at this time, for the life of Lao Xutou and other villagers, he must think Way to solve all this.

　　 He looked inwards along the door slit, and the inside was dark, unable to see clearly. When he was about to push the door open, suddenly his eyes appeared in the middle of the door!

　　 Those eyes flashed coldly in the dark, appearing so abruptly, really making Mu Yu unexpected, because he didn't notice any anger in the room at the beginning.

　　 "Lying trough, Nima!"

　　 Xiaoshuai had made two holes in Muyu's clothes to reveal its small eyes, but did not expect to directly meet the eyes in the crack of Chen Erzhuang's door, and scared it and burst his hair.

　　 Muyu's shadow sword was already across his chest, and the blue light was wide open. The whole person stepped back and fell beside the wooden man who had not finished carving in the courtyard. He watched Chen Erzhuang's room with vigilance.

　　 At the same time he felt that the courtyard was suddenly shrouded by a layer of dark breath, which was very powerful, and even made him smell a hint of danger.

　　 "Squeak!"

　　The door of Chen Erzhuang's room had been opened, and a figure came out slowly. Through the blue light on the split sword, Mu Yu saw the figure in front of him, and his pupils shrank.

　　 turned out to be Mr. Zhao who was originally lying in the coffin in the front store!

　　 At the moment, Mr. Zhao showed a weird smile. His eyes were cold, with a killing intention, not like the eyes of an old man who was about to die.

　　 "What the **** are you? Why harm the innocent villagers here?" Mu Yu asked Shen Sheng. He was thinking quickly, because he did not feel the human breath from the other person, there was no vitality, no cultivation for fluctuations, nothing, just like Grandpa Zhao in front of him was a walking dead.

　　 "桀桀, 桀桀."

　　 Grandpa Zhao slowly lifted his feet and stepped out of the room, stumbling towards Muyu without talking, and his mouth showed a weird laughter, sounding eerie.

　　 Muyu only felt the cold killing intention of the other party, but did not give him a sense of danger. The real danger came from something waiting to move in the dark, not the dead and resurrected person in front of him.

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

　　 But Grandpa Zhao suddenly pulled out a file and stabbed at Muyu. The file was used to polish wood~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was not very sharp.

"Ok?"

Mu Yu easily ran away with a slanting body. The skill of Mr. Zhao was too slow. Although his eyes were fierce, he shot lightly, just like ordinary people. He felt that he could hide if he was an ordinary young man. In the past, what happened?

　　Grandpa Zhao did not stabb in a knife, and the whole person almost fell to the ground. But he didn't give up, still grinning grievously, quivering and holding the file toward Muyu.

　　 "This is totally an ordinary person, isn't that mysterious guy so weak?"

　　 Muyu, a split-minded cultivator, was very ridiculous in confrontation with Mrs. Zhao. He felt that he was able to smooth this guy off at a shock, but because the other party was mortal in the end,

So he still didn't give a heavy hand, just slapped on the back of Grandpa Zhao's neck, trying to make him dizzy.

　　However, Grandpa Zhao was only shot to the ground by Muyu. There was no sign of fainting at all, but he slowly climbed up and walked towards Muyu perseveringly.

　　 "Forget it, a mere mortal." Mu Yu didn't want to get entangled with Mrs. Zhao. He came here to take those wooden people off the beam.

　　 A little on his toes, he has rushed into the room where Chen Erzhuang lives, and the shadow sword has illuminated the whole room.

　　 Muyu raised his head, but the room beam was already empty!

　　 All the wooden people are gone!