Yulong Mountain is located in the extreme north, stretching for hundreds of miles, with wind and snow all year round, and extremely cold. The main peak is called Wolong Peak, which towers into the clouds. The snow has not melted for thousands of years, and is covered with white space.

This place was originally rare and there were few birds and beasts. Five hundred years ago, three Buddhist lay disciples discovered that this place was a good place to use sealing techniques, so they chose Yulong Mountain to settle down and build a Xuan Ice Tower with thousands of years of mysterious ice, and sealed all the captured evil spirits, corpses, ghosts and monsters.

More than 80 miles away from the foot of Yulong Mountain, there is a very strange village called Chunshui Village. The village is very large and thousands of families live in it. Each family has dozens of acres of land, planting melons and vegetables, having no worries about food and clothing, and living a very rich life.

It is strange here because it is extremely cold within a radius of hundreds of miles around Yulong Mountain. Only Chunshui Village has a warm climate, no four seasons alternate, and is bathed in the bright sunshine all year round.

The food and vegetables needed by Yulong Pavilion every day are purchased from Chunshui Village.

It was noon when Mu Changfeng rode a fast horse to Chunshui Village. Smoke in the village was curling, and the sound of chickens and dogs barking was endless.

I rushed up to a high slope and saw that the vegetables in each household were already an inch tall, and they were growing happily. Looking further away, the rice seedlings were also green in the endless paddy fields, which shone with the vast white snow of Yulong Mountain.

Mu Changfeng took a deep breath and suddenly remembered a strange thing he had learned accidentally.

It was three years ago. Mu Changfeng accompanied his parents to celebrate the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month. He prepared enough clothes and dried food. He walked down the mountain and passed Chunshui Village. He met a madman with disheveled face lying on the street and shouted: "It's gone, it's gone, Miss Ali's good fortune has disappeared, I want to see Miss Ali..."

The madman was finally carried away by several villagers amid the hysterical cry. Mu Changfeng did not take this matter to heart. After three years, he forgot it almost. At this moment, he suddenly remembered it, but was secretly shocked.

The "Miss Ali" mentioned by the madman may be the Senior Sister Xin Lixin. When she was in Yulong Pavilion, she might often follow her disciple who purchased food and vegetables to Chunshui Village. With her unparalleled talent and appearance, she will definitely leave a deep impression on the villagers. The madman may be his old friend of Senior Sister Xin, and he may be able to find some useful information from him.

Although crazy words are not trustworthy, as long as you can find a trace of clues, it is much better than ignorance.

Mu Changfeng was planning this way in his heart, but he was reluctant to take practical actions.

Looking into the distance, the main peak of Yulong Pavilion is looming in the clouds and mist. Just whip it quickly and you can go back in less than an hour. Work with your father in the kitchen and have a delicious supper together.

The happiness of family reunion attracted Mu Changfeng, and the past about Xin Li also attracted Mu Changfeng.

After hesitating and thinking for a few years, his concern for his parents prevailed. He waved a whip and urged the horse to go towards Yulong Mountain.

The horse's hooves were flying, and they flew past an ancient locust tree. Mu Changfeng suddenly strangled the horse and looked back suspiciously.

The ancient locust tree has existed for more than 500 years in storms. The trunks are thick and the branches and leaves are lush, like a giant umbrella standing at the entrance of the village.

There are often a group of drooping children playing and playing under the tree. At this time, there is no figure under the ancient locust tree. Only a ball of vague black gas is sealed in the barrier. The ball of black gas is like a wild beast, fierce and brave, rolling around, and fighting the beasts with great reluctance.

Mu Changfeng immediately recognized that it was a resentful resentment left by a group of people after their death, and it did not exist when they passed by this place a year ago.

This shows that someone died tragically under the ancient locust tree within a year of his departure. The villagers of Chunshui Village are simple in nature, and their relatives and relatives are in harmony. Is it because some people can't think of it and go to extremes, or is there a murder case?

Mu Changfeng was full of suspicion and immediately gave up the idea of ​​rushing back to Yulong Pavilion. He turned his horse to enter Chunshui Village and knocked on the door of a family closest to the ancient locust tree.

The person who opened the door was a kind-hearted old woman with white hair, wrinkles on her face, and a very kind smile. When she learned that Mu Changfeng was going to stay, she immediately welcomed the person into the house enthusiastically, served tea and water, and was very enthusiastic about the reception.

An old man in the room stood up to greet him, smiled, and sat in the corner smoking a dry cigarette.

Mu Changfeng was very embarrassed and said, "Old man, what do you call you?"

The old lady said: "The whole village has the surname Wu except for one family. Just call me Grandma Wu."

Mu Changfeng called Grandma Wu and began to look at the simple and clean room of the Wu family.

The room is very large, and there is a huge bookshelves placed against the wall, including the Four Books and Five Classics, poetry, songs, classics, history, and literature.

Mu Changfeng said: "Are these books that my mother-in-law can read?"

Grandma Wu nodded and said, "You can choose whatever you like."

When Mu Changfeng first met Grandma Wu, he felt that this person was quite well-educated and elegant, not like an ordinary peasant woman who made a living by farming and vegetables. Unexpectedly, she was actually a scholar who read a lot of books.

Most of the books on the bookshelf were those he had never read before.

"It seems that my mother-in-law is a talented woman!" Mu Changfeng praised sincerely.

Grandma Wu's expression was a little strange and said, "The villagers are rich and they like to read when they are free. If it were in those days, the village would be full of reading at noon."

Mu Changfeng said: "Mother-in-law, I'll ask you something. There is a lunatic in the village. Whose family is he? I want to ask him about something."

Grandma Wu looked dark and said, "I'm dead, that child is so pitiful."

Mu Changfeng said: "When did he die?"

Grandma Wu said, "It's been nearly a year. On the night of the 17th day of the first lunar month, I went crazy again. I hit the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, and died of blood. His soul was still gone, and finally Master Mu of Yulong Pavilion was saved for him. He left a resentment and wandered under the ancient tree. Master Mu had no way to transform it, so he could only seal it in the barrier to avoid hurting people. Since then, no one dared to go down the tree to play."

"Why did he hit him head-on to death?" Mu Changfeng was born with a kind heart and felt very pity for the madman.

Grandma Wu said, "That child is pitiful. She has loved a good girl since she was a child, but when the girl disappeared, he went crazy. I think he couldn't see his beloved girl too desperate, so he hit her head to death." She looked sad. When she mentioned the missing girl, she was even more heartbroken, and tears were about to burst out from her eyes several times.

Mu Changfeng's heart sank. Master Mu, whom Grandma Wu said, should be his father.

He and his father are more like close friends and friends. They always talk about everything. When they don’t meet, they often write letters and communicate with each other in every detail. But his father never mentioned the incident of coming to Chunshui Village to save the dead. It seems that the good girl that the madman admires must be Senior Sister Xin. His father was so afraid that he never mentioned it.

Grandpa Wu was sitting in the corner smoking a pipe. After listening quietly to his wife's story about the lunatic, his eyes turned red. He took a sip of cigarettes and let out a large sip of smoke.

Mu Changfeng said: "The girl he loves must be a rare person?"

Grandma Wu's eyes were filled with tears and said, "A talented girl, Chunshui Village was originally named Yulong Village, and it was changed by that girl. It comes from the poem "The wind is warm in the fairy source, and the spring is in the country of water." That girl has read poetry and books since she was a child..."

Grandpa Wu suddenly coughed and said, "Old woman, why are you talking about?"

Grandma Wu changed her color in a panic and stopped talking.

Mu Changfeng said: "What is the name of the good girl the mother-in-law mentioned?"

Grandma Wu said in a panic: "I... don't know."

Mu Changfeng said: "I'm not to hide it. I am Mu Changfeng, the fourth-generation disciple of Yulong Pavilion. He has been investigating the disappearance of my senior sister Xin. If my mother-in-law knows something, please tell me the truth."

Grandma Wu and Grandpa Wu were both shocked and looked at each other.

Mu Changfeng clearly saw the fear in the eyes of the two, and said, "You know my senior sister Xin clearly, and ask my mother-in-law to tell her about it."

Grandma Wu hesitated for a moment, walked to the corner and discussed with Grandpa Wu in a low voice.

Mu Changfeng had good ears and heard Grandma Wu say, "Why don't we tell him?"

Grandpa Wu said: "The old woman is tired of living. I told him that we still have a way out? Twenty years ago, the old village chief was killed by a man in black who suddenly appeared because of the story of Miss Xin."

Grandma Wu choked and said in a low voice: "Miss Xin has great kindness to you and me. We know clearly, how can we pretend not to know?"

Grandpa Wu's eyes became even redder and he said, "I don't want to do it either, old lady, I haven't lived enough yet."

Grandma Wu said: "Miss Xin taught you and me to study, and do my best. We cannot forget her."

Grandpa Wu was obviously a little impatient, so he stood up and pushed Grandma Wu into the inner room, and pushed Mu Changfeng out without hesitation, and closed the door with a "bang".

Mu Changfeng realized the seriousness of the situation and did not dare to go in and rashly ask about Xin Li's past.
Chapter completed!