Everyone: "..."

The battle is over. A group of robbers stumbled around, launched a magic circle under the watchful eyes of the four, and left Lingshan.

"I didn't expect that there would be so many robbers in Lingshan." Mu Xiyun sighed.

Gu Qingqiao said with a smile: "The disciples of Xianmen have family sects to support them without worrying about their livelihoods, but it is different for folk cultivators. Many people come to Lingshan, but they don't really care about Lingwu. Lingshan is full of spiritual power, and fairy grass and beasts are everywhere. You can go out and sell for money. As for robbery, to be honest, if you can’t even win against such robbers, what qualifications do you have to get to the top and get Lingwu?”

Mu Xiyun nodded silently, the rule of Lingshan Illusion is that the strong is king, and those who are too weak cannot blame others.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at Qin Le. That little chubby still looked like he had lingering fears.

Zhu Yicheng came over and shouted, took Qin Le's hand and said, "What a powerful enchantment, hurry up, show me another one."

Qin Lehe smirked and waved his hand: "nowhere is so powerful, my brother's enchantment is much more powerful than this. I, I'm not good at learning..."

The three laughed and patted him on the shoulder and continued on their way.

Probably because of the rise of Jinjin Pavilion in recent years, Lingshan's guidance books have spread all over the Central Plains. Not only is the successful experience widely known, but also the way of robbery and mining, beast hunting and grass digging has become popular. The four of Mu Xiyun encountered five groups of robbers along the way. In the end, even Qin Le was no longer afraid. Although he still does not take the initiative to fight, when someone picks him, he can successfully subdue the opponent.

Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened.

In the mountains ahead, a little flash lit up. That's... a village.

Chapter 22 Fishing

Although they entered Lingshan and entered the competition stage, the participants were reluctant to reveal their strength prematurely. The first day was basically sweeping the weak, driving some unreliable cultivators and lone disciples with too weak aptitudes out of the mountains. Experienced mountain climbers will find someone to form an alliance and go up the mountain together until the final trial.

Therefore, there is usually not much conflict the night before, and everyone strives for time to rest. Especially for teams that are allied, there is no risk.

Therefore, when Mu Xiyuan and his party saw the village, not only were they not nervous, but they felt relaxed.

Who wants to sleep in the wilderness if they can sleep in a village?

However, the four of them still approached the village slowly with a little bit of vigilance.

The village is not big, and there are dozens of houses scattered along a stream that flows down from the mountains. Every house has lit the lights, which is especially tempting for young people who are nervous when they go out.

In front of the door of a family, two figures, one big and one small, stood. The older one looks about thirty years old, with an ordinary face but a gentle expression, which makes people feel good. The youngest was only about four or five years old, with an undeveloped stature, a small round face, and a pair of big watery eyes, curiously watching the four approaching.

Judging by their similar appearance, they should be father and son.

Mu Xiyun stepped forward and said: "Big brother, I'm waiting to go up the mountain and pass this place. I want to spend the night at your house. Is it convenient?"

The father returned the salute neatly and said with a loud laugh: "It's easy to talk and talk. The child was curious and said that he wanted to come out to see Xianjun, and it was fate that he met you."

After saying that, the door opened, everyone please come in.

The hostess was not seen at home, but the windows and windows were kept clean and orderly.

The host introduced himself: "Zhu Li, the child Zhu Qi, nicknamed Huzi." After that, he patted Huzi's head, "Let's go, let's prepare some food for the immortals."

The little tiger didn't see the outside world. He was walking around among the four with a smile on his face. He ignored his father's words. In the end, as if he had made up his mind, he ran towards Mu Xiyun, hugged his leg and leaned back. Head chuckled.

Mu Xiyun was a little overwhelmed when he hugged him like that. In his previous life, he had a cold temper. Although he often helped shantangs and had dealings with children, the children of shantangs saw him mostly in awe and fear, and had no experience of being close to children. didn't expect to wake up 50 years later and be liked by children.

"This kid is so funny," Zhu Yicheng laughed, "what are you doing with Senior Brother Mu?"

Hu Zi did not speak, but stuck out his tongue at him. Dian Dian ran back to the room, dragged a wooden box from under the bed, picked out a tortoiseshell-colored flat round stone, and ran over to present a treasure to Mu Xiyun.

When Zhu Li saw the stone, he glanced at Huzi in surprise, and then smiled: "Yo, this is his most precious thing!"

Mu Xiyun looked at the stone carefully, it was not big enough to hold in his palm, the light shining on it was crystal clear, and the hand was warm, but he didn't know the origin.

Zhu Yicheng came over to take a look, and said strangely: "This seems to be a 'Cicada Hidden'."

The so-called "Cicada Concealment" is a small spiritual tool in the market. If it is injected with spiritual power and held in the hand, it can allow people to hide their breath for a certain period of time and not be detected by the people around them. Because refining is not easy, it is rare in the market.

Hu Zi grabbed the cicada and stuffed it into Mu Xiyun's hand.

"This is... for me?"

Tiger nodded.

"How can this be good?" Mu Xiyun was afraid that he would be a child and would not recognize the preciousness of Chanyin, so he smiled and said to him, "This is a very precious thing, I can't take it, Huzi keep it for himself." After he finished speaking, he wanted to return Chanyin to Zhu Li.

Zhu Li smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, Huzi regards it as a beautiful stone. The hidden thing you mentioned, we ordinary people can't use it, so just keep it."

Gu Qingqiao next to him took out his Qiankun bag and took out a bright red warm jade: "Come on, exchange this with you!" This jade has its own spiritual energy, and when it is cold, it will heat up slightly, which can warm up the body. Warm quilt.

Huzi touched this beautiful and warm stone in surprise, took it over happily, and put it back into his treasure box.

Seeing Hu Zi's innocent expression, Mu Xiyun's heart moved and suddenly thought of Xiao Liu. The kidnapping case was resolved that day, but I only heard that Xiao Liu had been taken away by his family, and he left the city the next day on his way. I don’t know what happened to the child now.