The old man seemed to have not seen a foreigner for a long time, and kept talking, while walking, he introduced the situation of this polder.

This township is called Yanjiaji, and Lao Suo is called Yanwangsun, who is the chief of this Yanjiaji, and others like to call him Yanbo.

Because this polder is only 20 kilometers away from the jurisdiction of the Xueyan faction, the land is fertile, so every month the Xueyan faction will exclude the purchasing group, and go down the mountain to purchase vegetables, melons and fruits, which also drives the surrounding economy.

Most of the villagers in the polder are honest and honest, and they don't have the cunning of city people, so most of them are diligent and down-to-earth farmers, and reading and practicing martial arts are luxury goods for them.

It has to be said that the villagers in Weizhong are all farmers who are happy and poor, and the rural customs are simple and kind.

With Yan Bo back to the civet gourd, this side is a simple little hut, there is little cooking smoke, far away you can smell someone cooking in it.

"This is my family. Uncle Yan happily pulled Xu Xiangbei into the room, and shouted in a voice like a broken gong, "Old woman, come and see, there are guests at home." ”

As soon as the voice fell, an old woman walked out, carrying a pot and spoon in her hand.

The old woman was hunched over, her face was wrinkled, and she was devastated by poverty, but when she saw Xu Xiangbei, she was immediately frightened, and the pot and spoon in her hand fell to the ground.

The old woman looked at Xu Xiangbei with red eyes, tears flowed, she walked over and hugged Xu Xiangbei and cried bitterly, shouting heartbreakingly: "Yanwei, Yanwei, you are finally back, my mother wants to die if you think about you." ”

Xu Xiangbei looked at Uncle Yan strangely, and Uncle Yan sighed helplessly: "Our only son is called Yan Wei, he was arrested for thousands of years and died in the Devil Forest. ”

Xu Xiangbei looked at the old woman in his arms, sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but feel sympathy.

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei and the three of them were a little embarrassed, Yan Bo endured the grief in his heart, pulled away the old woman, and led the three into the room.

Maybe it's because Xu Xiangbei and Yan Wei are the same age, the old woman treats Xu Xiangbei as a son, and during the meal, she frequently serves meals to Xu Xiangbei, shushing the cold and asking for warmth.

"Yan Wei, eat the lo noodles made by my mother. ”

"Yan Wei, you have hemorrhoids, eat less spicy food outside. ”

Xu Xiangbei looked at the busy old woman, and couldn't help but tears in Humu, and said warmly: Thank you, mother!

Xu Xiangbei gestured to Uncle Yan, then set up a piece of braised pork, put it in the old woman's bowl and said, "Don't be hungry, eat some meat to replenish your body." ”

The old woman smiled happily, and her old eyes bloomed towards Xu Xiangbei, full of happiness.

Seeing this, Yan Bo's nose was counted, and his eye circles were red.

Eating commonplace, Uncle Yan dragged Xu Xiangbei to a corner and said, "Xiangbei, thank you, I haven't seen my wife so happy for a long time." ”

Xu Xiangbei laughed and said: "Uncle Yan, I am a prodigal son at the end of the world, seeing the eldest mother, it is really like seeing my own mother, and this is not all about comforting the eldest mother." ”

Yan Bo nodded, and suddenly leaned into Xu Xiangbei's ear and whispered: "However, I thought, you should not be disaster victims, do you have any other purpose for coming to this polder?"

Xu Xiangbei was shocked and sat up.

Uncle Yan touched the stubble on his chin and said, "Don't worry, I will keep it secret for you, although your uncle and I are rural farmers, our vision is not broad, but we still have a set of people, although your three brothers and sisters are in tattered clothes, but they scoff at the peasant vegetables, they didn't eat a few bites, and they are not countrymen at a glance." ”

It turned out that there was a horse's foot here, Xu Xiangbei simply said frankly: "Uncle Yan, in fact, we want to pretend to be local villagers, infiltrate the procurement caravan, and enter the Snow Smoke Sect to do business, I can swear that we are not bad people." ”

Yan Bo nodded, he could hear what Xu Xiangbei said from the bottom of his heart, because a person with clear eyes would definitely not harbor evil intentions.

After pondering for a while, Yan Bo still asked, "The Snow Smoke Sect is all great and benevolent people, what do you want to do when you get involved?"

It's hard to say, but it's definitely not chivalrous. Xu Xiangbei simply poured beans into a bamboo tube, "My love, because of a misunderstanding, I was caught in the Snow Smoke Sect, I want to rescue her, but the person is weak, Uncle Yan, can you understand?"

After speaking, Xu Xiangbei took out a thousand silver dollars and wanted to give them to Uncle Yan, but he politely declined, so he rushed to Xu Xiangbei to respect them not long ago with his father and mother, and Uncle Yan's intuition felt that Xu Xiangbei was not a big traitor.

After thinking about it for more than ten minutes, Uncle Yan clapped his hands, shook off the cigarette ash on his body, and said, "Okay, I will help you with this matter, you will follow me to the Xueyan Sect tomorrow morning, I am their old relative, and I am very familiar with it." ”

After that, Uncle Yan didn't wait for Xu Xiangbei to thank him, then turned around, smoked his pipe and left.

The next morning, at the beginning of the morning, Xu Xiangbei and the three of them got up, followed behind Yan Bo honestly, and went to the field to harvest rice first.

If others find out that there is a strong man of war ghosts, a strong man of war honor, and a golden flame devouring tapir doing farm work in the Yan family concentration on this side, it is estimated that their jaws will drop in shock.

The three brothers and sisters were so skillful, they quickly finished harvesting a field, looked at the grain chops stacked like small mountain bags, wiped the sweat on their faces, and showed a happy smile.

In the countryside, the villagers did not have time to accept such luxuries, and the farmers drove horse-drawn carts and ox-carts to transport food with the most primitive labor.

After pushing the cart for half a day, the convoy loaded with melons, fruits and vegetables came to a wide square.

"This is it!" Yan Bo rolled out of the car, untied the reins and let the cattle and horses graze freely, and called Xu Xiangbei to get out of the car and unload.

Xu looked around to the north, this place is located in the deep mountains, and he can't tell what a polder city is.

Looking at Xu Xiangbei's puzzled expression, Yan Bo laughed, took out a chic whistle from the car, and then blew it.

Strange to say, although the sound of this whistle is not sharp, it spreads for hundreds of miles and spreads far away.

And, as Yan Bo uttered a few words in his mouth, in front of him, a magnificent light gate was suddenly reflected, and not long after, someone came out from the other end of the light gate.

"It turned out to be hidden here. Looking at the two people who suddenly walked out, Xu Xiangbei secretly admired in his heart, this sect acted so carefully, no wonder it stood in the western frontier, and no one could shake it.

If it weren't for Uncle Yan to lead the way, I was afraid that I would be like a headless fly, and I wouldn't be able to find a way to mix in the Snow Smoke Sect for a month.

A person who came out of the light gate saw Yan Bo, greeted him kindly, and then casually glanced at the carriage behind him, and then focused his eyes on Xu Xiangbei.

It's not that Xu Xiangbei is special, but Yan'er has been squatting in the back basket on his back, which is a bit eye-catching.

The man glanced at Xu Xiangbei in surprise, and asked Uncle Yan, "Uncle Yan, I don't seem to have seen this person?"

Yan Bo laughed, pulled Xu Xiangbei and introduced: "This is my nephew, who served and fought outside a few years ago, and only retired and returned to his hometown not long ago. ”

Glancing at Xu Xiangbei, the man probed Xu Xiangbei's martial arts concentration, and only felt that he had the level of a war leader, and his talent should be high or low, and he was indeed the material for a big-headed soldier.

"It's good to come back, it's good to help the family do some farm work, good iron doesn't hit nails, and good men don't serve as soldiers. The man laughed, then turned around and waved his hand, and in an instant, the door activated, opening two doors and welcoming everyone in.

Yan Bo turned around and set up the horse-drawn cart, shouting and driving the livestock into the door, and the convoy stretched in.

Passing through the light gate, Xu Xiangbei's eyes lit up, and they felt that they were in a dream world.

In the snow smoke pie, the mist lingers, the pavilions and pavilions are built according to the mountain, and the style is exquisite. The small bridge flows, the grass is delicious, the people who come and go are fairy, the demeanor is elegant, and there is indeed a famous style.

Park Zhenjie looked around, and couldn't help but be surprised and admired: "The Snow Smoke Sect is known as the backbone of the continent, the head of the four clans, it is really not a waste of fame, I feel the strong energy of heaven and earth floating around the body, cultivating in such a place, you can definitely get twice the result with half the effort, no wonder for thousands of years, there have been endless talents in this place." ”

Xu Xiangbei nodded, if he let himself stay here and sacrifice the Ghost Descending, it shouldn't take more than three years for him to have the confidence to reach the realm of the War Emperor.

One side of the water and soil nurtures one side of the people, and the Snow Smoke Sect can become a famous sect on the mainland, which is also closely related to the protection and blessing of this feng shui treasure land.

The two leading servants of the Snow Smoke Sect led the way in front, and kept talking to Yan Bo about family things, obviously old customers.

Originally, Xu Xiangbei wanted to take advantage of the inattention of others, cast the Heavenly Demon Dance and hide in the shade of the haystack, and then stay until nightfall, and then touch the row.

However, after coming in, I saw that in the Snow Smoke Sect, the guard was tight, and the garrison of the famous sect was comparable to the Lionheart Emperor's Garden, and all kinds of guards with knives patrolled with lights, although Xu Xiangbei could protect himself from being discovered, but he could not guarantee that Park Zhenjie would not be discovered.

He began to regret waiting for this guy to come in.

At this time, Xu Xiangbei noticed that Yan'er had some problems, or his mental state was a little excited.

Xu Xiangbei used his elbow to push the back basket containing the little Lori, and asked, "What are you doing tomorrow, making a big fuss about the Tiangong somersault?"

Yan'er popped out her little head with big wavy hair from the back basket, then wiped the saliva on her lips with her little hand, and pulled Xu Xiangbei and whispered: "Brother Bei, I feel it, this is a treasure cave, especially the ...... in the north."

As he spoke, Yan'er stretched out his hand and pointed to the mountain peak in the distance, a steep wall that towered into the clouds, and said, "There must be a good baby there, we can't let it go." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a strange treasure, Xu Xiangbei was also itching, and his blood was spurting, which was the adventurer's blood in his body that was stimulated.

But after thinking about it, the top priority for me to come here is to rescue Natasha and take the sheep or something, which is the icing on the cake, or wait for Natasha to be rescued, and then it depends on the situation.

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei was not very interested, Yan'er's dark eyebrows raised, and he grinned: "The woman who arrested Sister Natasha in Perth was so powerful, Brother Bei, you said, the master must live on the peak, maybe Natasha in Perth is hidden there." ”

There is some truth to that. ”

Xu Xiangbei suddenly felt that he and Yan'er were the best partners.

(End of chapter)