Mu Feng was sleeping in bed for a while, recovered some energy, and then began to meditate and practice in bed again.

But he always felt a little uneasy.

At night in the town, there was not even a person outside. It was pitch black and quiet everywhere, which made people feel a little panicked.

The light of the few places where lanterns are hung is also very dim.

The night breeze is slightly cool, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground.

The town is not big, with only a few hundred families. In addition to farming, they only make some hard money by receiving pedestrians.

Except for the spaciousness of this main street, there are some dilapidated houses in other places.

However, there is a ancestral hall in the town, which is built very grandly, just in the south of the town.

Most of the people in this town are from the same lineage, and they are all relatives.

In every divine kingdom, there are many villages and towns formed by these bloodlines.

However, at this moment, several old men came out of the ancestral hall.

Their eyes were empty and they looked like walking corpses.

They walked out of the ancestral hall and headed towards the only inn in the town.

On the road, there are people coming out of other houses.

They gathered together, and they all looked very cunning.

At this moment, in the inn, the inn owner knocked on Mu Feng's door with a pot of hot water.

"Customer, I'll add the hot water you just boiled."

He stood outside the door and said.

Mu Feng, who was in the room at this moment, immediately stood up.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and opened the door of the room directly.

After seeing Mu Feng, the innkeeper bowed his body and smiled: "Customer, please drink some of the newly-burned hot water."

As he said that, he walked into the room, opened the teapot on the table, poured out the cold hot water, and replaced it with new boiling water.

Mu Feng sat there watching the inn owner's movements with a sneer on his face, his eyes a little playful.

The inn owner seemed to be a little furious when he was seen and looked uncomfortable.

He frowned, and recalled the daytime when Mu Feng was taciturn and had no expression on his face. Why did he feel like he had become a different person at night?

That look can only be described as evil.

"Sir, I'll leave first if there's nothing to do."

The inn owner turned around and was about to leave, but Mu Feng suddenly stopped him.

"Wait, did I tell you to leave?"

He slowly walked to the table and poured a glass of water out of the teapot, "Come here, drink this water!"

The inn owner looked surprised, but then he thought of something and hurried to the table and said, "Sir, are you worried that I will poison the water?

Don't worry, villains dare not do such a thing."

As he said that, he picked up the teacup and drank the water inside.

After a while, he didn't change anything, so he spread his hands at Mu Feng and said, "Sir, is it okay now?"

"What are you anxious about?"

Mu Feng had a furious smile on his face, and his eyes stared at the innkeeper, "Stop drinking."

"Also drink?"

The inn owner frowned immediately, wondering what Mu Feng meant.

But he is a monk, he is just an ordinary person and dare not disobey, so he can only continue to drink.

Cup after cup, and soon the water in the teapot came to the bottom.

The boss made a belly-struggle expression and spread his hands and asked, "Sir, are you doing this now?"

"It's early, isn't there water in your pot?

Keep drinking.”

But Mu Feng still refused to give in.

The inn owner looked bitter. The iron kettle they boiled water was naturally very large. One iron kettle could hold ten teapots of water. How could ordinary people drink it?

But seeing that Mu Feng did not let him go, he could only bite the bullet and drink.

Finally, he drank all the water in the iron kettle.

The inn owner was helpless: "Sir, what exactly do you want to do?"

"do what?

Of course I want to find out your fox tail.”

Mu Feng said slowly.

A breeze blew, and the candlelight in the room began to jump, stretching the shadows of Mu Feng and the inn owner like monsters.

The inn owner was startled and asked, "What fox tail?

Sir, what are you talking about? I am just an inn, and you can’t bully people like this!”

"I didn't bully you."

Mu Feng stood there with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face showing a conspiracy, "You said, can ordinary people drink so much water?"

"Even if he is tormented, he can't drink it.

With so much water, you probably have to burst your stomach, but after drinking it at one time, your face still doesn’t change. You even said you are an ordinary person?”

The inn owner immediately stood there, looking confused.

But after a while, a grim smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect that I would show my strength in this regard.

But, even if you find out, you will definitely not be able to escape from here!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the Chuanyun Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and waves of howling sounds sounded in the room.

Immediately afterwards, a cold light flashed, and the candlelight in the room was blown out by the sword energy.

The inn owner in front of him had a long blood mark on his body, and almost all his body was cut into two pieces.

But his face still had that gloomy smile, like a...dead person! "You can't escape, you can't escape!"

Mu Feng was a little surprised. Even a monk couldn't bear such injuries, but the inn owner hadn't died yet?

At this moment, followed by the moonlight, he suddenly saw a faint light lit up behind the inn owner.

He then waved his sword, and a sword energy suddenly attacked, flew past the inn owner, and smashed the door directly.

The inn owner still had a strange smile on his face, but his body fell down straight.

Mu Feng walked up to check carefully, and finally found a very thin silk thread behind the inn owner, even thinner than his hair. If it weren't for the reflection just now, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

The thread extends from the back of the inn owner's head and has been cut off by him. The broken other half can no longer be found, and I don't know where it will lead to the end.

"What does this thread do?"

Mu Feng frowned, feeling very puzzled.

He checked the inn owner and found that he was an ordinary person, but he had been dead for many days.

The moment the thin line broke, the inn owner's body began to corrupt, and at this moment, there were a large number of corpse spots on the corpse.

"Is it possible that someone is using thin threads to control him?"
Chapter completed!