Min Lang knocked on the wooden door and asked politely, "Is there anyone?"

Yang Yufeng pushed the door loudly, the wooden door was too rotten, making a "creaking" sound, he smiled: "Look at the decay of this house, it doesn't look like someone lives in it, and this is a secret realm, how can anyone live here?"

Min Lang raised his eyebrows and said, "No one, then how can there be a house?" The wooden door was halfway open, Yang Yufeng was about to push it again, Min Lang hurriedly stopped him, "Don't move, someone is coming." ”

Hey, is there really someone? Several people's eyes turned to the door, the courtyard was deep, the grass close to the ground was growing wildly, the treetops were motionless, and there were no frogs and cicadas, and the whole house was quiet.

At this time, the sound of the old woman's crutches falling on the bluestone slab was heard very clearly, and the old woman's face was shriveled and wrinkled, and she was wearing a dark yellow dress, and her long skirt was dragging to the ground, and some dirt and moss were glued to her as she walked, and she looked a little embarrassed.

Her lips were chapped, her waist was bent, her two cloudy eyes were half-open and half-closed in front of the door, her wood-like hands were holding the cane tightly, the green tendons on her hands were clearly visible, and a hoarse voice came out of her throat, "Is Xiaochun back?"

Everyone looked at each other, a little confused, and then the old woman staggered up the stone steps, getting closer and closer to them, and the old woman seemed to see the appearance of several of them clearly, and the deep sunken eyes on her emaciated face looked at them carefully.

After a long while, she coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "It turns out that there are a few Taoist friends! After walking for a long time, you are tired, do you want to come in and take a rest?"

Chi Yuan felt the aura fluctuation on her, it was a monk, yes, he didn't rush in, but asked with a smile: "Old woman, you are still here to join in the fun of the secret realm at such an old age, why don't you have a junior around to take care of you?"

The old woman leaned over and pressed her weight on the crutches, "I came to the secret realm with my granddaughter, but she went out a few days ago and hasn't returned, and my wife is guarding this house and waiting for her to come back." ”

Speaking of this, she let out a long sigh, and said tiredly: "It's been a few months, and I don't know if she has encountered any danger outside, and she doesn't reply to her messages, I'm really worried!"

Chi Yuan looked at her old face, and couldn't bear it, "Old woman, don't cry, what does your granddaughter look like?"

The old woman cried with joy, took out the Guangwen card with trembling hands, slid her fingers a few times, turned out the photo of her granddaughter, her eyes burst with brilliance, and she handed the Guangwen card to them tremblingly, "Please take a good look at a few Taoist friends, have you seen her?"

Everyone had never met a friar along the way, so how could they have seen her granddaughter?

But looking at the white-haired old woman in front of her, waiting painstakingly for her granddaughter who left home to come home, her eyes were full of cautious expectation, and finally sighed in her heart, let's take a look!

Chi Yuan took the Guangwen card and took a closer look, the girl in the photo was outstanding, wearing a red dress outlining her delicate figure, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, with a different kind of charm and affection, it was the kind that could be distinguished at a glance in the crowd, if you saw it, she would definitely be impressed.

He shook his head regretfully, "Old woman, I haven't met your granddaughter. ”

When the old woman heard him say this, her already rickety body seemed to be even older, and her spirit was not as good as before, and her eyes were full of disappointment and loneliness.

Chi Yuan couldn't bear to look at it anymore, Chen Ling and Yang Yufeng didn't need to look at it, after all, since they entered the secret realm, the three of them had been walking together.

Chi Yuan handed the Guangwen card to Min Lang, Min Lang also lost his usual hippie smile, and the old woman was still talking to her granddaughter, "Xiaochun is an obedient child, and he is very good to me, my cultivation talent is not good, and I can't help her anything, life is difficult, otherwise I wouldn't have taken this task of exploring the secret realm." ”

She leaned against the mottled wall with her crutches, "She has the best handling skills and ripping techniques, our conditions are not good, and there are many crises in the secret realm, she also knows how to use magic to build this house for me, let me rest, hey......"

The old woman babbled endlessly, they didn't interrupt her, and the old woman didn't seem to care whether they listened or not, but just vented her accumulated emotions.

Shi Yu and Han Duyu looked at the photo together, shook their heads slightly, Fu Qinghan glanced at it, said that he hadn't seen it, and handed the Guangwen card to Shen Bujiao.

Shen Bujiao was stunned after only a glance, she seemed to have seen the woman in the photo...... Scratching his head, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, isn't this the one in the cave......

She couldn't believe it, two fingers enlarged the woman's photo, even the roses and thorns in the corners of her eyes were exactly the same, and the dress she was wearing matched both color and style.

Shen Bujiao was shocked and almost didn't hold the Guangwen card steadily, Fu Qinghan stood next to her, sensing her mood swings, he lowered his head slightly, and Qingyue's voice sounded in Shen Bujiao's ears like a clear spring, "What's wrong?"

Shen Bujiao came back to his senses slightly, a far-fetched smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth, shook his head, his eyes fell on the old woman who was quiet in his memories, sighed softly, and said sullenly: "It's nothing ......"

But her expression didn't look like she was fine, Fu Qinghan thoughtfully focused his eyes on the old woman, and after pondering for a while, a trace of clarity crossed his eyes - Shen Bujiao knew the woman in the photo.

Shen Bujiao still didn't choose to tell the old woman the truth in the end, so let her keep a little hope in her heart, hearing the last monk shake his head and say that he hadn't seen her granddaughter, the light in the old woman's eyes suddenly went out, and her expression was gloomy.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, the surroundings were quiet, there was not even the sound of insects and birds, none of them took the initiative to break the silence, for a long time, the old woman let out a long sigh, her eyes were red, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry to disturb you for so long, if you don't mind, a few Taoist friends come in and sit." ”

She turned sideways, leaving a passage for them to pass through, and made a gesture of please.

In this case, a few people were too embarrassed not to go in, so they had to bite the bullet and enter the courtyard.

Just when Shi Yu walked past the old woman, the old woman suddenly reached out and grabbed her, Shi Yu almost reflexively drew her sword and slashed, but fortunately she couldn't help it, she frowned and asked, "Old woman, is there something wrong with you?"

The old woman's eyebrows were kind, her eyes swept over every inch of her face, and she sighed lowly, "Girl, you look like my granddaughter, and she also likes to wear red clothes." ”

To be honest, Shi Yu is not wearing a red robe, but rouge, but rouge is not much different from red, at least in Min Lang's eyes, both of them are the same, they are both called red!

As for what kind of red, whatever, it doesn't matter!