Over the years, the matter of the old knife has always been pressed in the heart of the old village owner, and there has never been a day when he can sleep easily, and he has been recalling the desperate eyes when the old knife left.

He knew that his younger brother was not afraid of the miasma outside, those things were not terrible to him at all, what he really felt desperate about was the indifference in the hearts of all the people in this village.

This is the real reason for the fear in his heart, even his brother, who grew up with him, did not stand up and say more this time, so his heart was completely cold.

For the whole village that I grew up in, I don't have the attachment I once had, and I don't think it's beautiful here, but I feel that it has become extremely dirty, disgusting and hateful!

After the old knife left, the people in the village returned to their original lives, but in the past, there would be doctors when people were unwell, but now the doctors have left, and no one will go up the mountain to collect medicine for them, and no one will shout at them!

There is still a miasma of cannibalism outside the village, and the circle of life is getting smaller and smaller, and it is no longer the enviable pure land that it once was!

For this reason, no one has a way to deal with it, and the only way is to continuously compress the once spacious village into a small village that is even a little crowded now.

From the Miao Village, which was extremely awe-inspiring by the people around it, it finally became a strange place that no one wanted to come to, and even the children who originally lived and grew up here dreamed of growing up early and being able to leave this terrifying place.

During this night, the old village owner told Ding Fan a lot, and told everything that happened in the village, the purpose was actually to hope that he could help persuade the old knife back.

The old owner is old after all, and he can't live for a few years, and the elderly people always recall what happened back then, and the past is vivid, and they want to meet their families.

It's just that now the old knife has been avoiding him, and it seems that he doesn't want to see him, let alone return to the village.

And Ding Fan, who returned to his residence, was thinking about what the old village owner said all night, and he was very unhappy in his heart, in fact, he could understand the old knife's approach better.

Therefore, he didn't think that he could persuade the old knife back, so he didn't promise the old village owner anything at that time, but just said that he would try his best to bring the old villager's words to the old knife.

As for whether they want to come back, no one knows at all!

This night, Ding Fan had a dream, a long, long dream.

In his dream, he saw the tragic situation of the plague, and he also saw the old village owner who was still in the prime of life at that time, and he saw a group of villagers whose eyes were full of fear, and finally saw a palm sticking out of the mud.

The pale and hopeful palm struggled to the end, but was ruthlessly pressed down, and finally buried deep in the soil, lifeless.

When he got up the next morning, Ding Fan was naturally in severe pain, one was a foot injury, after being kicked by the girl Ashali, it was now completely dark, I think it was after I fell asleep last night, I didn't pay attention, and this became like this.

In addition, it was a dream last night, which made him feel that there was no rest at all this night, and he was already tired as if he had been running all night!

On the contrary, Xiao Jiang got up very early this morning, and after getting up, he had already packed up his things, and Ashari was waiting for them outside, saying that he was going to take them away and find the person they were looking for.

The person Ding Fan wants to find most now is this old knife who has been living in the mountains.

Originally, I was looking for him for a problem in a case, but now the problem seems to have become a bit more complicated.

Not only to ask questions about the case, but even to help the old village owner convey his apologies to the old knife.

I just don't know if Lao Daozi will accept his brother's apology after so many years, after all, so many years have passed, and Lao Daozi has never come back, obviously in his heart, he has always been full of resentment towards the place where he was born, so he has always been reluctant to come back.

On the mountain path, Ashali led the way in front of him and walked very briskly, but Ding Fan followed behind, his steps were a little heavy, perhaps because of the story told by the old village master yesterday, which kept him constantly recalling everything that had happened here in his heart.

Ashali is very familiar with this road, and at first glance she often walks this road, and he is very familiar with every grass and tree around, including where there are fruit trees around it and where to rest, she knows everything well.

Obviously, she often goes to the old knife, and the old owner has long known this.

But he didn't ask Ashali to persuade the old knife, thinking that he was afraid that Ashali would say that he was from the old witch village, which was likely to make the old knife feel annoyed, and even think that she wanted to get close to him for another purpose.

Along the way, after walking for nearly two hours, Ashali stopped, stretched out her hand and pointed to the position halfway up the mountain, saying that the old knife lived on it.

Ding Fan glanced at the position halfway up the mountain in surprise, and glanced at his mouth with a little frown, he really couldn't imagine that an old man lived in such a place every day.

Halfway up the mountain, it looks like it is almost more than 20 meters above the ground, and there are no stone steps up the mountain, only a rope goes down the mountain, and it seems that he uses this thing to go up and down every day.

The whole mountain is almost a bare rock wall, and there is no place to climb at all, and it is hard to imagine how difficult it is for an old man to climb up and down with a rope every day.

"Okay, I'll go up on the road back, you guys go back first!"

Ding Fan took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the rope, and tugged on the rope vigorously to confirm that the rope could bear his weight, and then said to Ashali behind him.

However, Ashali didn't seem to believe Ding Fan a little, she herself was okay to say that she had been climbing around the mountains a lot since she was a child, and she was almost used to it.

So she can completely get used to this kind of massive climbing, but Ding Fan seems to be a little difficult!

Just look at his white and delicate palms, you can know that this is not a person who does heavy work, those hands are white and smooth, even she is a little envious.

But then, when she saw Ding Fan clasping his hands on the rock wall and climbing up, Ashali's mouth opened and closed in shock.

She couldn't imagine that a person could climb on a rock wall with his bare hands, and the speed was amazing.

The most incredible thing is that he has seen Ding Fan's fingers, and he has no old skin at all, but he can rely on such a pair of hands to climb quickly on the rock wall.

In the blink of an eye, Ding Fan had already climbed to a height of three or four meters, and the speed was simply amazing.

It seems that the previous worries were completely superfluous, and it can be seen from Ding Fan Ding Fan's skills that this person's kung fu is not a problem if he wants to climb this ability, and he does think a little too much.

As for Xiao Jiang beside him...... Forget it!

He didn't even have the courage to take two steps forward, and there really wasn't any need to expect him to climb up!

Ashali didn't say anything, according to Ding Fan's meaning, she turned around and walked back with Xiao Jiang, planning to send him back first, really

I can't come here in the afternoon.

At this time, Ding Fan had already climbed half the distance, and he could reach it by climbing about ten meters up.

During that time abroad, weight-bearing rock climbing was a compulsory course every day, and for Ding Fan, it was all pediatrics, and he would practice it every day.

Even if he cleans the calluses on his hands every day, it will not affect his climbing ability, after all, the more flexible his fingers are, the better he will perceive when climbing, and distinguish where his subordinates have touched, where it is suitable for climbing, and where there are small cracks.

It is precisely because of this that he gave up using ropes, and instead used his hands to pick at the cracks in the stones, and kept climbing upwards.

The journey was very smooth, that is, in less than half an hour, Ding Fan's hand had already grabbed the edge of the platform halfway up the mountain, but just when he showed his head, he found an old man in rags, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff at this time, holding a waist knife in his hand, not knowing what to chew in his mouth, squinting at himself.

Ding Fan turned his head and glanced behind him, and estimated whether he would fall to his death if he fell from this height!

"Old gentleman...... Can you let me go up first?" Ding Fan swallowed a little hard, with a little smile on his face, and explained to the old man: "I'm not a thief, I really didn't come here to steal things, but someone asked me to come over to do errands and find the owner who lives here, I think it should be you, right?"

The old man didn't speak, rolled his eyes, opened his mouth and spit out the things in his mouth vigorously, took out a small brown thing from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed hard with his slightly blackened teeth, except for the fact that his eyes and the knife in his hand did not change.

It seems that this old man didn't believe Ding Fan's words at all, and his eyes were still looking at him at this moment.

"Sir, let's discuss, I know you have doubts in your mind now, but can you let me go up and talk about it?" Although rock climbing is not very tiring, it is really not an easy thing to support the body like this, and Ding Fan's face is already a little red at this time!

"Come on!" The old man didn't seem to want Ding Fan to fall halfway up the mountain, after all, if he fell from this height, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, and he still had a little pity, so he stood up and said, "You can come up and go down the same way for a while, this is not the place you should come!"

After saying that, the old man turned around and walked inside.

Ding Fan climbed up from below, and only then did he see clearly what kind of place this was.

Looking below is a platform on the mountainside, in fact, there is a large cave behind this platform, and the space above is completely unimaginable!

In the interior of the cave, there is even a small stilted building in it, which is very similar to the ones in the old witch village.

It seems that this unkempt old man just now should be Ding Fan who is going to find the old knife.

"Old man, do you know Chen Wenjie?"

Seeing that the old man turned around and walked back, it seemed that he didn't plan to say a word to himself at all, Ding Fan hurriedly followed, and said his grandfather's name.

As a result, when the old man heard this name, his body seemed to tremble, and he stopped his steps, turned around and glanced at Ding Fan, was silent for a few seconds, and asked in a somewhat hoarse voice: "You...... What does it have to do with him?"

Doesn't seem right!

This old man doesn't seem to have a good relationship with his grandfather!

Grandpa's friends outside, Ding Fan knows some of them, and he has never had any friends, when he mentioned his grandfather's name, he looked so strange.

Like him, it seems that he is really the first one!