Qin Mu almost screamed. His first reaction was to touch his throat. He was relieved when he was sure that he had not felt the sticky feeling.

He sighed and smiled helplessly, "How long has it been since I had a nightmare?"

Qin Mu said this and then groped for a while and was about to get out of bed, but during the fumble, Qin Mu was stunned because what he touched was not the soft bed, but the hard stone slab.

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, and he quickly looked around. He was not in his warm bed, but in his pajamas, standing alone on the gray stone slab. Around him was an alley with no end or end. Surrounded by the ancient stone brick houses in Ningcheng, with dark green and slightly damp moss on it.

Qin Mu stood here blankly, and the wind blew from his front, making a chilly sound.

He pinched himself hard.

Of course, the pain that followed also made Qin Mu almost kneel down to the ground again. The pain shows that at least, these are not dreams.

this is true.

But where is this place?

Qin Mu was wearing that thin pajamas. He didn't even wear socks, so he was moved here directly. Qin Mu had never seen this place before. Not to mention that he was thinking about whether he was in Ningcheng or not, he even felt that it was very likely that he would not be in China.

When did you sleep so hard?

Qin Mu had nothing on his body, and the judge's pen and mobile phone talisman paper were not on his body. Only five large cauldrons should still be inside. Qin Mu closed his eyes and felt it slightly. He could feel the breath of several large cauldrons, but could not really communicate with them. It was like a layer of invisible film between him and those large cauldrons blocking them.

This feeling of insecurity made Qin Mu feel very uncomfortable. He observed the surroundings. Almost all the houses around the alley were on the edge of the alley without any windows or doors. In other words, the alley was completely closed, at least both sides were completely closed.

Qin Mu stepped on such a gray stone slab with barefoot, and the stone slab was cold. At least, in such weather, Qin Mu would feel the cold.

Yes, it's cold.

Qin Mu looked around. The place was just in the shade. The whole alley was buried in the shadows. There was no sunlight. Most of the houses around him were tall and big, and the walls were mostly smooth moss. Qin Mu wanted to climb out of the entrance of the alley halfway, which was impossible.

Qin Mu looked around for a while before he started walking.

Go towards the direction the wind blows, that is, the direction you face at the beginning.

To be honest, Qin Mu did not plan to walk in this alley. The dream in the dream gave Qin Mu a bad premonition, for fear that if he continued like this, there would be something bad, but it seemed that he had no choice.

He had to walk out of the alley, find someone's place, ask where he was, and then think about how to go back.

The coldness on the gray stone slab wiped out the last bit of courage in Qin Mu's heart. He almost curled up on the road. The road surface was as smooth as a mirror, but there was nothing to cut his feet.

As in a dream, it gradually began to rain around.

The weather in Ningcheng is humid and moody.

Especially in summer, even if the sky is clear, it will suddenly rain at a certain period of time, without reason or even warning.

It was raining, Qin Mu gradually stopped and looked towards the dark sky. The rain falling above the sky was not the ink color in the black and white TV, but the pure color.

Qin Mu suddenly felt slightly relieved.

At least, this is not the same as in a dream.

The rain gradually became heavier and the surroundings gradually became blurred, as if a thin layer of fog was blowing on the body. It was very cold. Qin Mu was surprisingly not using magic to block the raindrops, but let them fall on himself. When he came out, he only wore a thin pajamas. Now he was already cold and sticky and wet to his body. Every step he took seemed extremely uncomfortable.

But I could feel a little warmth in this sticky and slutty.

Although it is very slight, even so slight that it is not felt carefully, it is impossible to feel it at all.

The end of the alley seems to have something as if it were in a dream.

But this time, it was not a graceful shadow, but a cold corpse.

Qin Mu could see the nine tails lying on the ground like broken catkins. The nine tails behind her were separated from her body, and the blood was mixed with rain. Even Qin Mu was winding and flowing to Qin Mu's feet at such a distance.

He moved his feet barefoot to the side, as if he was afraid that the blood would contaminate his feet. In fact, he was a little unbelievable, and even he could feel the blood at his feet was still radiating with heat.

Qin Mu knew that this was his illusion. His feet were in this cold environment for a long time, and liquids with a slightly higher temperature would give him a warm feeling.

He walked carefully to the woman. Although they would die when the Nine Tails were cut off, he still had a hint of luck.

He had never seen Tushan people, all of which were recorded in Chonghua's "Treasure Mirror".

Since he was a child, he felt that Tu Shan’s method of practicing kung fu was very cruel. If he implanted his tail into his body, he had to carry this tail all his life. It is said that when they reach a certain age, their tails would suck the essence in their bodies, resulting in death. However, at that time, it was usually about ordinary people who should die.

The tail is not made by deer tendons. What it is, people have not yet figured out today. Because the people in Tushan are too low-key, there are very few people who show up. However, Chonghua speculated that the tail of the people in Tushan may be related to some kind of parasitic insect. This kind of thing is likely provided by the foxes in the demon world.

Being able to have strong ability to protect your family is the best temptation for Tushan people. As for life, they have been out of here for a long time.

However, among the Tushan people, if there are brides selected by foxes, they will return to their family after serving the fox husband for 100 years, and their lifespan will not be very short, usually around four or five hundred years. Therefore, Tushan's parents are generally women, and there are also a large group of female elders.

It is said that women Tushan people live longer than men. Of course, this is just said to be without conclusion.

Tushan people are not easy to kill. Even if it is a fatal injury for ordinary people, killing Jiutails can only break their tails.
Chapter completed!