Chapter 82: Old Man Deadwood

There is no mutual feeling between cultivators, and the reason why Zhang Heng found out that there are other cultivators is because he can clearly feel that the aura is beginning to weaken.

In fact, the further you go inside, the richer the aura becomes.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the first ......cultivator I have ever met," Zhang Heng looked at the southeast with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

"This is a man of God!"

The driver sighed as he drove.

He has been completely impressed by Zhang Heng, the road is difficult, the people in the car are upside down, but Zhang Heng on the roof of the car is as tall as a green pine.

"It's just a showcase, what's so powerful?" Chen Chao said with a cold face.

"Actually, he's not a showman, I don't know when he became very capable of fighting. Ye Li said: "Many people in the school have suffered from him. ”

"However, survival in this world is not by force. ”

"He can't be a man, and sooner or later he will suffer a big loss!"

Chen Chao thought so.

He has struggled all the way from the micro end to get to where he is today, and in just a few years, he has learned many life philosophies.

The fastest way to learn is to bow your head.

If you don't know how to be respectful, if you can't be restrained, and if you don't make compromises, then you won't have great achievements.

"Just let him be proud, I'll let him know the gap between the two of us!" Chen Chao took a deep breath.

The car drove forward for twenty minutes, and finally saw the people.

Ahead was supposed to be a small gathering place, surrounded by a wooden fence.

Outside the fence, all off-road vehicles are parked.

"This is Broad River Camp. ”

Chen Chao got out of the car and pointed to a big ditch not far away.

"A few decades ago, there was still a water source here, and the herders of the ethnic minorities grazed their cattle by the river, and then one day, all of a sudden, there was no water in the Kuanhe River. ”

"Nobody knew why, it was very abrupt. ”

"The disappearance of the Kuanhe River has caused the herders to move away from here, and this place has gradually merged with the vast Lop Nur and turned into a barren Gobi. ”

Chen Chao's eloquence is good, and in the end, he is a little embarrassed and a little sighing.

"Time changes everything, and even nature can't resist the power of time. Ye Li muttered to himself.

Looking at the compassionate Ye Li, the young man immediately followed suit and sighed together, and several girls pursed their lips and looked at Zhang Heng.

"You must have practiced martial arts, right?"

A girl took off her sunglasses, her eyes sparkling and full of curiosity.

"Martial arts?" Zhang Heng seemed to smile.

"If it's not martial arts, how can you be so powerful?" said another girl.

"It's not really great. After Chen Chao got out of the car, he ignored Zhang Heng, but he didn't expect that his companion would take the initiative to talk.

He was very unhappy in his heart, but on the surface he remained silent, and pointed to the camp and said.

"In the camp, there is a big man, he is called the old man of the deadwood, and it is said that he was already here eighty years ago. ”

"The old man of the dead wood is still in good spirits, and every year there are big people who come to visit him, and many people don't understand what this long-lived old man is capable of...... Until one day, wolves suddenly appeared on the outskirts of the camp, and everyone panicked, but the old man walked out. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Chao was full of energy, and said almost dancing.

At that time, everyone thought he was crazy, but unbelievable happened, after he walked out, the wolves did not attack him, but retreated little by little, and in the end, as if crazy, began to kill each other...... In the end, all the wolves died, and the old man of the dead wood did not even have a single blood on his body!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and the girl who asked Zhang Heng before said in disbelief: "What you said is too mysterious." ”

Chen Chao pointed to the camp and said: "Here, everyone knows the legend of the old man of the dead wood, and a considerable number of people have seen that magical scene with their own eyes!"

Old Man of Deadwood?

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at the camp.

If he didn't feel wrong, the aura of the same kind before came from this direction.

It seemed that this so-called old man of dead wood was the first cultivator he had met on earth.

"That's amazing, isn't it?"

Everyone looked at each other, and someone asked.

"If the old man is so powerful, why should he stay in this place where birds don't?"

"The thoughts of the big men, we mortals can never understand. Chen Chao shook his head and said: "There are many people who visit him, that is, many characters seen on TV, when they talk to him, they are all respectful, he is the god in Lop Nur, and some ethnic minorities even worship him and regard him as a living immortal." ”

"Mysterious, sitting in the mountains, such a talent is really powerful. ”

"This kind of big man, you must not offend, after entering, you must settle down. ”

Hearing this, the hearts of the people were also solemn.

On the one hand, he became interested in this so-called dead old man, and on the other hand, he was purely curious.

When Chen Chao saw this scene, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he glanced at Zhang Heng with disdain, and no one was interested in him anymore.

"Alright, let's go inside. ”

Chen Chao was familiar with the way and led everyone into the camp.

It is more of a village than a camp, lined with yurts, and people coming and going from time to time.

"It's all jade pickers...... Chen Chao's eyes showed a look of reminiscence.

"Back then, I left Jinghai City in embarrassment, followed the jade pickers, and entered the depths of Lop Nur. ”

"That's the real forbidden area of life, the land of death, we explored for half a month, and almost lost our lives, but I also earned the first pot of gold!"

After that, I repeatedly entered the forbidden area of life, and I don't know how many dangers I experienced. ”

Ye Li's eyes showed appreciation: "How much you pay, how much you gain." ”

"Yes, I have given a lot, and most of the area of Lop Nur is covered with my footprints...... People call me the living map of the Gobi, because I have traveled to many places, experienced many dangers, and every place, every area, has been remembered in my mind!"

His experience is indeed legendary.

The group nodded one after another, and when they looked at him again, they also had a little admiration.

"Some people are accustomed to fine clothes and food, and they have not suffered hardship, so they will not understand these things. Chen Chao glanced at Zhang Heng and said: "It's hard work on the Gobi, and when the time comes, you can cry out and be tired, saying that you can't hold on." ”

"You can rest assured. Zhang Heng said.

Chen Chao snorted coldly and went to find the steward of the camp to order the yurt.

According to what he said, there is no wind in the Gobi now, it is an off-season, and there are not many jade pickers.

Whenever there is a strong wind, the soil of the Gobi will be turned over, and the jade in many fields will be turned out, and that is a good time for jade mining.

Because of this, there are many yurts, and he set five in one go, two for women, two for men, and as for Zhang Heng, one for each person.

"Everyone is huddled together, how comfortable it is for you to sleep alone, don't say I don't take care of you. The corners of Chen Chao's mouth showed a mocking arc.

His intention to do this was obvious, to make Zhang Heng independent, to make him feel lonely.

"Thank you. Zhang Heng was very satisfied.

Of course, he doesn't want to be crowded with others, and as for being gregarious or not, he has no concept at all.

Will the dragon swarm with the ants?

Everyone lived in a yurt, which was very large and had a lot of beds, and Zhang Heng was alone, which did seem a little empty.

At night, there are people in the camp who barbecue meat, the ethnic minorities who live here, who use their crafts to earn money.

Chen Chao led the team out to buy a few leg of mutton, and a group of people sat by the bonfire outside the yurt to eat, and they didn't know if it was intentional, no one called Zhang Heng, and the rich aroma of meat poured in.

Zhang Heng smiled faintly, this Chen Chao, the means are really naΓ―ve.

It was at this time that the horn of a car suddenly sounded outside the camp, and then a middle-aged man in a Tang costume walked in.

His eyes were like lightning, he scanned the camp, and suddenly he drank coldly.

"Deadwood, if you're not dead, get out of here!"