Not only did Lin Mengyuan choke, Ding Ling was also choked. Fortunately, Mu Liangshan continued to work hard, and he also sat at the table and drank the porridge in a few bites. Then he heard Lin Mengyuan whisper: "What are you planning to do?"

What she asked was of course what they did after these people left.

Ding Ling put down the bowl and pondered for a moment and sighed: "I don't know either. Now I have lost all my realm. There is no way."

Lin Mengyuan also put down her chopsticks, and she frowned and thought for a while, saying, "Do you want us to practice again?"

Ding Ling shook his head: "I think you have tried it too, and you can't feel spiritual power here at all. You don't have any reaction to running the mind method and spiritual decision. Instead, the escape technique is useful."

Lin Mengyuan also nodded and said, "That's right, I escaped yesterday by relying on the escape technique that Yukiko taught me when she was fine."

"So the rules in this illusion only control the realm of the practitioner... So I am most worried about you." Ding Ling said and laughed: "Fortunately, you are fine, and you have met you."

Lin Mengyuan's eyes drooped, her long eyelashes trembled a few strands and then returned to calm.

She whispered: "Aren't you worried about Mingyue and your master?"

Ding Ling shook his head: "The moon has a divine character, and these illusions should be of little interest to her... My master and the others... hehe..."

Lin Mengyuan listened to Ding Ling's words, but she looked up at Ding Ling and said, "Do you think I'm the most useless?"

Ding Ling scratched his head and laughed, "How could it be? But my master and your master are all extremely fierce. Even if they don't have a realm, they are like mountain kings. It's better not to bully others. Who can bully them?"

Lin Mengyuan thought about the powerful melee ability of her master Feng Wanxue, and she nodded, which was considered a default.

After dinner, the two of them were about to say goodbye.

Mu Liangshan asked in surprise: "You're leaving so soon? Where are you going? Oh, you're joining your relatives, right?"

Ding Ling nodded and said yes.

Mu Liangshan stretched out his big hand and patted Ding Ling's shoulder hard: "Okay, we're leaving right away, so we won't leave you anymore."

"Then let me leave this, thank you for your hospitality."

As soon as Ding Ling finished speaking, Mu Bangchang, who had been playing in the village dam, rushed in. He shouted loudly: "Dad! The court has issued official documents! He told us to pack up and go to Huchuan! Within half a month at the latest, everyone in our village will gather at the Hedong garrison!"

Mu Liangshan and Ding Ling were stunned at the same time.

Mu Liangshan frowned and said, "Huchuan? Why do you go to Huchuan? The barbarians who have to pass through the Eighteen Caves there, let's go there?"

Mu Bangchang said: "The court will send troops to escort him."

"Why didn't you say you were going to do it?"

"No."

Mu Liangshan nodded: "Oh, then I understand. Don't play anymore, prepare for dinner. Oh, by the way, your brother Ding is leaving."

Mu Bangchang immediately stood in front of Ding Ling with wide eyes and said, "Brother Ding, are you leaving now? I also said I'm waiting for you to teach me how to shoot me!"

Ding Ling smiled and said, "Your father's swordsmanship is also very powerful. To put it bluntly, my shooting skills are actually brute force, and there are no fixed moves."

Ding Ling did not deceive Mu Bangchang. Although his gun was like a dragon in the early morning and every gun was stabbed, he would definitely see blood, but in fact, he did not have any tricks, but followed the sword moves and melee attacks. In addition, he could use escape techniques, so he could be elusive and unharmed.

Mu Bangchang's eyes clearly flashed with disappointment, and he murmured: "Okay... I don't know when I will see you again after you leave."

Ding Ling nodded with a smile: "There must be a chance."

...

Carrying the dry food and water prepared by Mu Bangchang's wife for the two, Ding Ling and Lin Mengyuan walked onto the avenue.

He took the heavy package on his back and weighed it in his hand for a few times and smiled: "I have only seen people carrying such cloth packages on TV before, but I didn't expect that I will carry them on myself now... Mengyuan, do you think I'll change my clothes and look like an ancient person?"

Lin Mengyuan glanced at him and pursed her lips and said, "If it doesn't look like it, the hair will not look like it."

Ding Ling smiled while touching his short hair: "You can have longer hair, and you can definitely be able to combed your hair in a year."

Lin Mengyuan looked at him again and said, "You... don't really want to stay here and can't go out?"

Ding Ling was slightly stunned, and his expression immediately became depressed.

He was not the two of them, and his ten people and Bai Ze, a divine beast, were introduced into this illusion. Until now, he still didn't know what the key to breaking this illusion was. This was really an extremely terrifying thing.

You know, in an illusion, time will pass.

Some speed up, some slow down, and some synchronize with real time.

Maybe you stayed in the illusion for a day, and only one minute outside. Or maybe you stayed in the illusion for a day, and one year outside!

There are no fixed rules for these rules, it depends entirely on how the maker of the illusion is Dingling these rules.

If it is the illusion of Huang Liang Yimeng, he will stay in it for ten or eight years or even for a lifetime, as long as the time displayed after going out is not delayed too much, then he will not be afraid!

But if he stayed here for ten or eight years and had ten or eight years gone by outside, it would be a bit scary!

The two people were walking silently on the avenue. As they gradually approached the Hedong Guard, they also saw teams of Wu Xian people walking on the avenue with their families. Ding Ling asked several people, and said that they had received orders from the officers and soldiers to rush to Huchuan.

As for what to do when rushing to Huchuan, no one knows.

At noon, the two of them arrived at the Hedong Guard.

I saw a small town full of Wuxian people, and some even brought livestock and drove cattle and sheep.

Seeing this, Ding Ling was amused and laughed and cried while holding a handful of silver.

"Let's go and see if we can find an inn to stay."

Ding Ling looked around and soon saw the inn welcoming banner floating not far ahead.

At this time, the street was already crowded, and it was a completely crowded rhythm. As soon as he took two steps forward, he found that Lin Mengyuan had been squeezed behind by a horse's butt.

After hesitating for a moment, he squeezed to Lin Mengyuan again and then took her hand.

Lin Mengyuan's cold little hands trembled slightly, but she did not break free. Because Ding Ling quickly led her and squeezed forward with force.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the inn.

Fortunately, there were no people in the inn. But when Ding Ling saw the sign on the counter, he immediately felt sad.

The sign has two large characters written on it.

"What should I do? I can't even open the Qiankun space now. If I could open it... all the tents inside are complete."

Lin Mengyuan frowned slightly, and she whispered: "How about you ask about the woodshed? Isn't it said on TV that you can live in a woodshed?"

Even at this time, Ding Ling was also amused by Lin Mengyuan.

He let go of Lin Mengyuan's hand, walked to the counter and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, is there a woodshed?"

The store owner was holding that sign to Ding Ling, but when he heard Ding Ling's words, his eyes immediately burst out: "Bishang?"

Ding Ling put a piece of silver in front of the store.
Chapter completed!