128 Familiar feeling

Chu Mu walked hundreds of meters along the road selected by choosing leaves and found that he had penetrated into a hutong group. This is not the saddest thing. The saddest thing is that Chu Mu couldn't find the direction when he came.

Chu Mu sighed. If this person is unlucky, he can stuff his teeth with cold water!

What should I do now? Chu Mu has no clue at all. Although Chu Mu muttered in his heart, he did not stop and kept walking forward. As long as he walks, Chu Mu will not feel too cautious.

continued to walk 100 meters. Suddenly, Chu Mu stopped walking. Chu Mu stood so quietly, as if he had been evil.

In the yard on Chu Mu's right hand, Chu Mu felt a trace of abnormality. To say something abnormal is actually not very accurate. To be precise, this yard gives Chu Mu a very familiar feeling. It seems that Chu Mu can't explain clearly that there is something in this yard that is connected with his own blood, a vein, or something else.

Why are you familiar with it? Chu Mu can't say 123. The architecture of this yard is exactly the same as other courtyards around it, as if it were a replica, no different.

Since Chu Mu was reborn in this world, he has never left the wilderness, let alone mention this Yanwu City. That is to say, in the first half of Chu Mu's life, he never came here or seen this yard.

Go in and have a look? An idea came to Chu Mu's mind.

In, isn't it not? Immediately, Chu Mu muttered in his heart. He doesn't know what's going on in this yard. If something really happens, whether you can retreat completely becomes the biggest problem.

But if I don't go in, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to come here again in the future. Naturally, it is not easy for others to lead the way. If you find it by yourself, it is absolutely impossible.

Do you want to enter or not? Chu Mu asked himself again in his heart. Very abruptly, Chu Mu thought of the silver wolf. Isn't it in its own body? With its super power to easily fight against the storm dragon and protect yourself, there should be no problem!

Thinking of this, Chu Mu gave the answer with practical actions. With a gentle jump, Chu Mu's figure was lifted up, leaned his foot on the wall gently, and the whole person fell into the yard and stood in the yard. The familiar feeling was even worse.

The whole yard is a lost scene that has not been inhabited for a long time. The grass is overgrown, and the grass is half a meter deep. Strangely, there is no grass near the door of the house. **It suddenly came out brownish red.

Chu Mu looked around the yard and found that there was nothing unusual except this dense weed.

Chu Mu walked to the door of the clean, grassless room and looked into the room. There was a black hole in the room and nothing could be seen clearly.

The yard has been entered, and it's no big deal to go into the room and have a look.

Chu Mu gently pulled the lock hanging on the door. Perhaps because it was too old, the lock turned into a patch and fell on the ground as soon as it touched it gently.

Gently opened the door, and the sunlight opened with the door and sprinkled it all in. For a moment, Chu Mu felt a little dazzling. After a little adaptation, he walked slowly and walked into the room.

A thick layer of dust fell on the floor of the room, and Chu Mu's eyes carefully searched the room, thinking about finding something that could explain and bring him a strange and familiar feeling.

The house that Chu Mu entered should be a living room, a study and so on. The pattern in the room is very simple. There is a desk near the window. The table was a little messy, with pens and inkstones, which were thrown on the table in a mess.

Chu Mu carefully moved towards the desk to avoid making the thick dust on the ground fly. No matter how careful you are, it is inevitable that you will move a little. The air was filled with dust. Chu Mu breathed and felt a stimulating nose itchy. He sneezed a few times.

When you walk again, you will be more and more careful.

I went to the edge of the desk and searched it, but I didn't find any effective information. Suddenly, Chu Mu felt something under his feet and felt a little uncomfortable.

Chu Mu slowly raised his foot and found that it turned out to be a small paper ball.

Bend down, picked up the paper ball in his hand, patted it gently, and then flew again. Cough..." The dust flew towards Chu Mu's nostrils as he breathed, and Chu Mu sneezed out again.

Gently spread the paper ball out, lest the paper ball be like the door lock. If you touch it gently, it will turn into flying ash.

There are only two words on the whole paper ball. Chu Mu almost exclaimed when he saw it. Not because of the content of the words, but because of the handwriting, Chu Mu is very familiar with it.

This handwriting is very similar to my mother's handwriting. When Chu Mu was young, when he looked through his mother's things, he found that his mother wrote an essay like a diary.

Will there be people in the world who write exactly the same words? In Chu Mu's cognition, there is nothing. It's just like tracing. What is contained in the font itself can't be learned under any circumstances.

In the font written by my mother, there is a soft thing that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

How did the words written by my mother run into this Yanwu City or in such a failed room? Chu Mu was puzzled. Looking at the thickness of the dust in the room, and then looking at the degree of decay of the door lock, it would take decades.

Did you live in this Yanwu City when your mother married in Luohu Village? Of course, there is this possibility.

Chu Mu took another look at the wrinkled paper in his hand, which said two words, " Angelica". The meaning of these two words is not clear.

I don't know if I'm writing a prescription or saying that someone has been away for a long time. Who is someone? Chu Mu's heart moved. Isn't this someone his father?

So what did he do? How can you leave your mother here and wait bitterly?

If you rely on your own imagination, you can naturally improve the story. Chu Mu doesn't want to think about such a thing. He doesn't need to guess, he just needs an answer.

Chu Mu then continued to explore in the room, wondering if he could find some other clues from his mother. Where did my mother go after leaving Luohu Village?

On the wall opposite the desk, there is also a door, which is just closed and there is no lock. Chu Mu gently pushed the door open and slowly walked towards the room.

This house is obviously a bedroom. In the inner side against the wall, it is a bed made of adobe. The bedding on it has disappeared, leaving only a fur that I don't know what a Warcraft is.

This room is brighter than the house just now. Chu Mu looked up and found that there was a big hole in the roof. The sun shone through the big hole.

The dust in this house is thicker than the house that Chu Mu just saw.

These are not the key points. The point is that there is an obvious shoe print on the edge of the adobe bed. Chu Mu walked over and compared it with the depth and size of his shoe print, and found that the shoe print was not left recently.

Look at the thickness of the dust in the footprints, it should be a little old. That is to say, someone came here when my mother moved to Luohu Village.

Who is this person? If Chu Mu's heart moved, would it be his mother? A few years ago, she left Luohu Village without saying anything, and I don't know if she came to the former residence of Yanwu City to remember it.

Chu Mu was very happy for his idea. If my mother has really come to this Weanwu City, it means that I have inadvertently embarked on the route my mother has taken.

As long as you find out your mother's next route and follow the route, you will definitely find your mother.

These thoughts are all due to the fact that the footprint is the mother's, but what if the footprint is not the mother's?

Who would that be? What is he doing here?

Such a failed house, even a thief is too lazy to come, right?