Does this old man have paranoia for persecution?

Yang Ning said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, you old thief hurt me, and you still have to kill me now. How can we calculate this account?" Always beware of Mr. Mu's sudden action.

Old Mu stared at the scroll in Yang Ning's hand with his eyes. After a moment of silence, he finally said: "If you hand over the scroll, I will heal your injuries for you, and let you go. I will keep my word and never lie to you."

Only by believing in you can there be a ghost.

"Old Mu, you are afraid that you have already remembered this scroll in your heart. What else do you want it to do?" Yang Ning said: "Have you not understood this scroll thoroughly yet?"

"What do you mean?" Mu Lao's voice cold.

Yang Ning sneered: "If I was not mistaken, you suddenly went crazy in the cave, it must be related to this scroll." His eyes turned, "Are you going astray because of practicing the Liuhe Divine Art and wanting to find another way to crack it from this scroll?"

He just said casually, but Old Mu's expression changed drastically and said in a lost voice: "You...how do you know?" He said that he was wrong and immediately sneered: "How can I get into a devil? What are you talking nonsense?"

Yang Ning had already made sure that he was right. From this point of view, this scroll was really important to Mr. Mu. He felt a little more confident in his heart. He touched his chin and said, "Are I talking nonsense? You know very well in your heart. By the way, you couldn't walk around before, probably because you were poisoned or because you were possessed by being possessed by being possessed?"

Mr. Mu took a deep breath and said, "Little White Rabbit, do you know who I am?"

"have no idea."

Old Mu sneered: "Have you heard of Jiutianlou?"

"Jiutian Tower?" Yang Ning frowned and said, "What's that?"

Mr. Mu was a little angry, but he still managed to resist his temperament and said, "You have never heard of it, that's not surprising. I tell you that Jiutianlou is the first floor of the Northern Han Dynasty, and is directly under the jurisdiction of His Majesty the Northern Han Emperor, recruiting talents and masters. I am the Mutianlou, one of the Five Elements Gods of the Nine Tianlou!"

"Mr. Mu Shen?" Yang Ning smiled and said, "This name is much more majestic than the name Mu Lao. By the way, Mu... Mu Shen, you are from the Northern Han Dynasty, why do you do when you run to the ground of Nan Chu?"

Mr. Mu did not answer and said gloomyly: "As long as you hand over the picture, I can not only let you go, but also accept you as my disciple and let you join Jiutianlou. The people in Jiutianlou are all ate official salary, not only can they have no worries about food and clothing, but also can be promoted to the title in the future, making contributions to the future, and glorifying the ancestors." He smiled, "Little White Rabbit, I give you this opportunity, are you willing to follow me?"

Yang Ning knew that Mu was always tempting, and thought to himself that this old monster really regarded him as a child. At this time, he only hoped to exchange this scroll for the other party to heal him and then escape the guy's claws alive. Just as he was thinking, Mu took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "What are you still hesitating about?"

Yang Ning immediately took a small step back and said, "You can do it, but...!" Before he finished speaking, he felt that his feet were loose, and the stone he was stepping on was loose, and his whole person had already sunk. Yang Ning was shocked and saw that Mr. Mu was already running towards him and wanted to kick out with force. It was okay if he didn't use force. With force, the stone on the edge of the rock poured down, and the whole person also fell down with the pouring stone.

Yang Ning never expected that the stone under his foot was so unstable. He was in mid-air and fell rapidly. At this time, he only hoped to catch something and survive. However, he still grabbed the scroll with his right hand and grabbed something with his left hand, as if it was a vine. This was a life-saving straw, so Yang Ning naturally did not dare to let go.

My body was still falling down, the wind was whistling in my ears, and my palm was tugging at the vines, but it hurt so much.

The cliff is steep, not vertically up and down, but slightly sloped. It is based on the terrain and finally slows down. Yang Ning uses his breasts to hold his right hand tightly, and his body finally hangs in mid-air.

He gasped and kicked his feet. He finally stepped on the steep rock on the cliff, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. When the night wind blew, his whole body became cold. It turned out that his whole body was already covered in cold sweat.

He faintly heard the cry of the Lord Mu Shen coming from above, as if it was not present. Yang Ning looked up and saw the stars shining in the night sky. For a moment, he couldn't see the top of the cliff. When he looked down, he was also dim. He knew that he was in a place that was neither up nor down, but there were vines on the cliff walls, hanging down one by one. Fortunately, these vines, otherwise he would have died.

He stuffed the scroll in his hand into his arms, held the vine with both hands, and exerted a little force, feeling the pain in the palm of his right hand. After a look, he found that his right hand was already covered with flesh and blood, and his whole body was also painful at this time, but countless small holes were cut through his body.

Yang Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head. He thought it was a shortcut to pass through Niutouling, but now he realized that it was not just a shortcut, but almost turned into his own desperate situation.

His body was pressed against the mountain wall, and he had no worries about his life for a while. The voice of Mu Lao came from time to time, and Yang Ning naturally would not agree.

Of course, the old ghost would not worry about his life and death, but was nothing more than worrying about the Liuhe Divine Arts scroll.

However, Mr. Mu must be in extreme despair at this time. The scroll followed him and fell into the cliff. The old guy probably even wanted to die.

After a long time, Mr. Mu's voice did not come down again. Yang Ning pulled a vine and confirmed it was firm and solid. Then he endured the pain in his palm and climbed up.

Rock climbing is also one of the training subjects in the past, and Yang Ning is not unfamiliar with it.

At this time, he didn't want to climb to the top of the cliff immediately, but just tried to climb up. Although the Mu Shenjun had no sound, Yang Ning never believed that he would leave so easily, and was probably still waiting on the top of the cliff.

After climbing for a while, my palms were so painful that I could only stop. Suddenly, I found that the vine seemed a little strange after it. I used my hand to open the dead branches of the vine, but found that there was a crack behind the vine. This was a natural crack on the mountain wall. It was hidden behind the vine. If I didn't look closely, it would be really difficult to find.

The crack is not wide, but it is enough for a person to easily get in.

It was naturally very dangerous to hang on the mountain wall at all times. Yang Ning did not hesitate and grabbed the vines and swung over it, approached the edge of the crack, immediately grabbed the rocks at the edge of the crack, and then jumped in.

He thought it was just an ordinary crack that broke between the mountain walls. After jumping in, he found that the crack was extremely deep and penetrated into the mountain. It was pitch black in front of him, and he didn't know how long it was.

He bent down and picked up a stone on the ground and held it in his hand. Then he walked lightly into it and walked for about ten steps. It was pitch black all over and could not see anything. He held the stone in one hand and reached in front to explore the way. It gradually became deeper and deeper, and the cracks became narrower and narrower.

Yang Ning thought it would be over soon, but after walking for a long time, the crack seemed to have no end, just bent and surrounded, and the road was tilted downwards.

After walking for half an hour, the path that was originally like a sheep's intestine suddenly became wider, and then I faintly heard the sound of water flowing in front of me.

Yang Ning speeded up his pace. Not long after, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of him. Yang Ning was in a tremendous mood and ran over. Soon, a larger hole appeared in front of him. Yang Ning quickly stepped in. Although it was quite dark inside, it was no longer as dark as before.

This is a very spacious stone cave with three sides surrounding the walls, and one side is open, and a water curtain pours down from the outside, blocking the scenery outside.

Only then did Yang Ning realize that the sound of water flowing just now was the pouring waterfall in front of him.

This waterfall is much weaker than the waterfall opposite Yang Ning saw on the top of the cliff, but it completely seals the open side.

The light was shining in through the waterfall curtain, but at this time, you could see that it was already bright outside.

Yang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that there would be such a place here. He was exhausted at this time. He walked to the edge of the waterfall, reached out to wash the blood on his hand, took a few sips of water, and took a sweet mouthful of natural spring. Then he sat down and pulled off a piece of his clothes, wrapped his injured right hand, then lay back and closed his eyes.

This night was thrilling and almost died in the mountains. At this time, both physical and energy were extremely tired, and I felt sore all over my body. I lay on the ground and fell asleep soon.

I slept very hard this time, and the sound of the waterfall could not affect him at all. When I woke up and sat up, I saw a ray of rays of light in front of me, colorful. It turned out that the water vapor reflected the sun at the waterfall, forming a faint rainbow, which was beautiful, and the light shining in was very bright.

Yang Ning recovered a lot of energy. He looked down and saw a waterfall pouring down. Only more than ten meters away was a pool. The waterfall smashed into it, causing waves, which was very spectacular.

"It's a life that I escaped." Yang Ning murmured, stood up and stretched, and then turned around. It was dark last night, and with exhausted energy, I only looked at it for a rough time. At this time, I realized that this was a very wide stone chamber. There was a large oval stone in the middle of the stone chamber. The table was quite smooth, but it was covered with thick dust on it, just like a table. There was a straw mat next to the big stone, but it was already rotten, and there was a flat box on it.

Apart from this, there is nothing else in the stone chamber.

His eyes swept, his body shook suddenly, and his face suddenly changed. He saw a skeleton in a corner of the stone chamber.

Yang Ning clenched his fists like a conditioned reflex, slowly approached him, and looked carefully. He saw that the skeleton was obviously sitting cross-legged on the ground during his lifetime. There was also a straw mat under the skeleton, but like the straw mat beside the stone table, it was already rotten. The skeleton was still wearing clothes, but most of them had been weathered and extremely decayed.
Chapter completed!