The place that Qin Mu led Shi Ran to was Ginkgo Villa.

But he didn't rush in directly, and he couldn't get in, from a distance, you could see that a team of people in security uniforms on the periphery of Ginkgo Villa were walking around the door neatly, looking at it from afar, it seemed that everyone was wearing an electric baton in their hands, such a weapon that was not lethal but enough to make you feel pain.

The garrison was so tight.

Fortunately, when the owner of Yunzhuang circled this land, he was very arrogant and did not build a wall. The meaning of the owner of the cloud village is that this land is mine.

But he only built a gorgeous gate in the whole villa, as for how big this land is, then look at how big the brain hole of the villa owner in later generations is.

In fact, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, this radius of dozens of miles is the boundary of Yunjia Villa, and there is no boundary between it and the outside world, which is convenient for Qin Mu and Shi Ran.

Qin Mu had discovered this path before, but it was a little difficult to walk.

Ningcheng is located in a hilly area, and in this place, there will be few relatively tall mountains.

Just because there are few doesn't mean there won't be.

The highest mountain in Ningcheng, Fushan, is as high as 400 meters above sea level, of course, this height, in the north, where there are mostly mountains, is not even a small hillside.

And behind the floating mountain, there is the lake of Ginkgo Biloba Villa.

Qin Mu walked this difficult and dangerous road, and he needed to climb over a mountain range as high as 400 meters.

After Qin Mu settled Tong Cheng, he took him to climb the floating mountain.

If it weren't for Qin Mu's solemnity at the beginning, he would have thought that this guy was specially taking him to climb the mountain.

"I've been to this place," halfway through, the monk said something that shocked Qin Mu, and then he added, "When I was very young." ”

Qin Mu didn't speak, staring at him for a long time, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Really," the monk explained urgently, "monks don't lie!" ”

"That's a family member who doesn't speak." Qin Mu looked at the monk, and the look of disbelief on his face became more and more serious.

"Ah, it's all one meaning, one meaning, I've really been here, I don't lie to you, there is a temple on the floating mountain, you don't know the way, right?" The monk looked excited, as if he remembered something, and said in a loud voice.

"As long as you are from Ningcheng, you know that there is a temple on this mountain." Qin Mu said coldly.

"I've been here anyway. I'm familiar with it here. The monk couldn't say that Qin Mu was helpless, so he had to hang his head and play tricks.

Fortunately, Qin Mu didn't dwell on this with him, but asked, "You came with Kong?" How old were you at that time? ”

"Nonsense." Shi Ran was questioned by Qin Mu and looked depressed, he was a monk of the Shi Zi generation, why didn't Qin Mu cherish it so much, and still questioned his words?

Is this the same generation as the Shaolin abbot? Most of the current monks are of the Yanzi generation, because the interpretation of the word has reached the point where it is undesirable, and it is sent to Shakyamuni.

"I've been here, and more than once or twice, when I was very young." Said with relief, panting, climbing the mountain is not an easy thing, first of all, this one has a feeling of being tired and tired, and Qin Mu also shamelessly pasted the talisman and opened the hanging, even if he didn't sweat, even the speed didn't change, he was very fortunate to follow behind, okay?

When Shi Ran was chasing after Qin Mu with his head bored, this guy suddenly stopped without warning.

Relief almost put his head on Qin Mu's body, and was about to speak, Qin Mu's muffled voice came: "As far as I know, when the first time I came back here, it was more than sixty years ago. ”

"You can pull it down, listen to whom, my master's total age is only 80, no, 70 is not." The monk said with a smile, looking incredulous.

"Your master is a person from the psychic world," Qin Mu didn't take the monk's ridicule to heart, but said lightly: "People from the psychic world, can you see age with your eyes?" ”

The monk let out an "ah" and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he was silent.

Because he remembered that when Sora insisted on coming to Ningcheng alone that year, he said that there were some things, some sins and debts, and it was time to settle them.

After arriving in Ningcheng, he came to the slums, and three months later, he left his life there.

The monk was stunned, it seemed that there was a problem with his memory, if it was the first time he came to Ningcheng and lost his life in the old mansion of Sikong's family, then where did the floating mountain in his memory come from?

The monk looked around suspiciously, the familiar paths, the familiar trees, and even, he could now remember the temple on the top of Fushan Mountain, everything in his memory was so clear, all of this told him that he had indeed been here.

Qin Mu looked coldly at the monk's confused and sometimes sober expression, and stroked his forehead helplessly, he knew that this guy couldn't think of it at all, a warrior monk with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, it was as difficult to expect him as it was to expect a scumbag to get a full score in the exam.

"Can't remember?" Qin Mu sneered, of course, this would not disturb Qin Mu's determination to go to Ginkgo Villa, obviously, the monk's memory was to make the empty hands and feet, otherwise he wouldn't even remember the location, but he didn't remember when he came.

The monk nodded, his expression a little dejected.

Qin Mu smiled rarely, slightly touching the corners of his mouth, but he was sneering just now, so his current expression seemed a little strange to the monk, and he could only hear him say slowly: "Since you can't remember, just take a look at it, maybe you can remember it." As he spoke, he walked towards the temple at the top of the mountain.

The monk nodded secretly in the back, he must be able to remember, looking at the more and more familiar scenes around him, he knew that he had stayed here more than once, otherwise, he would not have been so impressed.

The temple on the top of the mountain has always been in a sparsely populated and abandoned state, for no other reason, that is, the small mountain package of Fushan has not been able to attract the attention of the Ningcheng government at all, and from beginning to end, it has not been able to develop Fushan smoothly.

There used to be a boss who planned to completely develop Fushan, but unfortunately the boss owed a lot of gambling debts and ran away, only widening the road halfway up the mountain.

And the road behind is almost called no road, which Qin Mu and the monk leaned out with their bodies.

In order not to scratch themselves, these two goods even took great pains to open the impregnable and King Kong Demon Circle.

And when these two finally arched out of the mountain, they were already unrecognizable.

Qin Mu's head was full of leaves, and it was really strange that the monk could make himself full of mouths after opening the Vajra Demon Circle.

Qin Mu looked at the monk suspiciously, the monk's face turned red, and he said very embarrassedly: "I seem to have arched in like this back then, I just want to relive that feeling again." ”

Dare to love these two goods, it was he who closed the King Kong Demon Circle.