Super Martial God

The eyes of the villagers gathered on the village head.

They couldn't figure out why the village head obviously had a skill that they all feared, but he didn't pass it on to Lin Mu?

The village head looked gloomy.

A moment later, his tone was low and he said slowly, "once I thought I was omnipotent, I thought I was indomitable, and nothing could bend my spine."

"Until one day, I knew I was just a plaything in the palm of others, and I became a hunchback old man from then on."

The villagers were silent.

The village head went to a pine tree in the yard and looked at the straight pine tree with nostalgia in his eyes.

"I also want to pass all my skills to Xiaomu like you, but I dare not."

His voice was deeply lost, "I'm afraid Xiao Mu will become like me one day after learning my skills."

"Village head."

The scholar felt guilty, "sorry, I shouldn't question you."

"There's nothing to be sorry about."

The village head smiled, "everyone is for the good of Xiaomu. Besides, Xiaomu is leaving. Even if you don't ask, I will take the initiative to say these words."

"Ha, continue to talk about Jin Jiaoteng. This is the most precious treasure. Even if I've never seen it."

The drunkard made a ha ha and relaxed the atmosphere.

"Xiaomu's wisdom is not below us. He has his own discretion about Jin Jiaoteng. Previously, I thought that he told us about Jin Jiaoteng because he didn't know the horror of Da Shu Zhibao, so he was careless. "

The village head said, "but now it seems that I am wrong. Xiaomu will say that it is because he has absolutely trusted us."

"Even so, it's still too careless."

The painter frowned and said, "there are some things you can't say even if you trust them again."

Lin Mu was not at all unhappy and said sincerely, "yes, I remember."

His attitude made the villagers even more happy.

With unparalleled qualification, unparalleled Avenue and such a unique mind, it is their luck that God sent such a successor to them.

In the past, they had much resentment against the fate of Da Shu. With the emergence of Lin Mu, this resentment was dissolved a lot.

God gave Lin Mu to them, which was not too mean to them, and finally gave them hope.

"This is the end of jinjiaoteng."

The village head said seriously, "in the future, everything about Jin Jiaoteng, Xiaomu, deal with it yourself. Don't tell anyone, including us."

"Also, all the others present took the initiative to erase the memory of Jin Jiaoteng and let me supervise it."

Lin Mu was slightly surprised. He didn't expect the village head to be so strict.

Seeing that Lin Mu had an idea in his heart, the painter sighed: "Xiao Mu, the village head didn't distrust us, but was careful not to make a big mistake. It's related to something like Da Shu Zhibao. You can't be too careful."

"We are all expelled people. It's hard to guarantee that we will be captured by the most holy one day. If the most holy one reads our souls and finds the memory of Jin Jiaoteng, it will affect the whole village."

"Saints are unkind and take the people as ruminant dogs. In order to get golden Jiaoteng, the most saints will not say any kindness."

Hearing the speech, Lin Mu felt ashamed.

At this moment, he knew that there was still a gap between his strategy and the old gas refiners such as the village head.

He only thought that he would be fine if he trusted the villagers, but he didn't expect such a deep relationship behind it.

If it is true as the painter said, he told the villagers about Jin Jiaoteng today, which is equivalent to harming the villagers.

Then, the villagers erased the memory of Jin Jiaoteng in their minds.

Make sure that other villagers have erased the relevant memories, and the village head will no longer hesitate to erase the relevant memories.

A moment later, the villagers looked confused.

They still remember clearly what Lin Mu said to them because he was leaving. As a result, the village head called them here.

But they can't remember what it was.

They are not stupid. They know this will happen. They must have erased this memory by themselves.

No one immediately asked Lin Mu.

"Let's go out."

The village head said faintly.

In the evening, Lin Mu takes Jin Jiaoyun out and gives him to the blacksmith to help him hide.

After all, Jin Jiaoyun is also a peerless treasure. With his current strength, he has not been able to keep Jin Jiaoyun.

So let the blacksmith transform it so that others can't see that it's Jin Jiaoyun.

The blacksmith hurried all night and spent one night arranging the array on Jin Jiaoyun.

the second day.

before dawn.

The blacksmith handed Jin Jiaoyun back to Lin Mu.

At the moment, Jin Jiaoyun can't see the original. It is no longer a golden cloud, but a black cloud.

Lin Mu changed its name to "black fog cloud".

There is also Jinjiao gourd. If he wants to use it in the future, he also plans to say the cut immortal gourd.

After making all preparations, Lin Mu officially said goodbye to the villagers.

"Village head, predecessors, I'm leaving."

Lin Mu stood at the entrance of the village and said goodbye to the villagers.

"Remember to come back later."

The tailor's eyes sparkled with tears.

"I will."

Lin Mu said seriously.

"By the way, after going out, be careful of the disciples of Zhushan and Yousu mountain."

Said the hunchback village head.

"Why?"

Lin Mu doesn't understand.

"They left a tracking symbol on you before, which has been erased by me, but it is likely that your appearance has been transmitted to Dongtu through the tracking symbol."

Humpback village head road.

“……”

Lin Mu was speechless for a while. Unexpectedly, there was such a hidden danger.

He hasn't been to Dongtu yet. As a result, he has enemies in Dongtu. This life is a bit of a fuck.

However, he wanted to be open-minded. Since this was an established fact that could not be changed, he needed to think more and was soon forgotten by him.

After the big deal, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth.

Shua!

Then he took out the black fog cloud and turned over and stepped on it.

Suddenly, Lin Mu flew more than ten light-years away from the village.

This is still unfamiliar with his operation, otherwise he will fly farther.

But when he got here, he suddenly stopped and flew back to the stone statue village again.

When Lin Mu came back, the villagers were still standing at the entrance of the village, wondering.

Lin Mu stood on the black fog cloud and suddenly knelt down to the villagers: "masters, disciple Lin Mu kowtows here. This time, I will not insult the masters."

With that, he didn't stop and went away quickly.

After Lin Mu left, the villagers looked at each other with smiles on their faces. Their eyes were very complex, moving, proud and reluctant.

They knew that Lin Mu's last words had recognized them as masters on behalf of Lin Mu.

In the future, Lin Mu will be their disciples.

"Old bear."

Taking the black fog cloud, Lin Mu had to admit that it was very refreshing.

When he was in the dark, he walked hundreds of light-years at a time. As a result, when he reached the ancient world, he could only span one percent of light-years at a time.

He said that it was impossible not to be depressed.

But now, with the black fog cloud, he regained his refreshing feeling.