I was taken aback, could it be that Brother Feng knew that I was hiding a key, it was impossible, the existence of this key, even Li Taohua didn't know, and I hadn't told anyone else, so it stands to reason that Brother Feng wouldn't know. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know if my expression is nervous, but Brother Feng stared at me for a while, and he asked rhetorically, "Xiaozhuang, the story I'm going to tell hasn't started yet, why are you excited?

I was stunned for a moment, but I wasn't sure what Brother Feng was behind it, so I stammered a little and said, "No, no, how can I be nervous?"

Brother Feng looked at my face and smiled disdainfully, and then he said, "Let me tell you, have you ever heard of an old man in the rivers and lakes called a bald old man?"

I was shocked when I heard it, the bald old man is a well-known old generation of Tufu in the circle, older than Uncle Guang's generation, if you say that he is at least seventy or eighty years old by now. The bald old man was also the hero at that time, he had a little bit the same as Uncle Guang, that is, he had a very high level, a withdrawn personality, and liked to be alone, and he was willing to do it as long as he could get money, of course, for a long time, the most he did was tomb robbing, after all, no matter what era he was, what dishonorable things were not as good as tomb robbing, of course, glorious things like the bald old man could not intervene. The bald old eagle was famous, but in the era of ignorance and superstition before liberation, he violated the gods on the border of Guangxi. Some people say that he died, and was poisoned by the locals with poisoned wine, and some people say that he found an ancient tomb on the border of Guangxi, and took away a very valuable thing in the ancient tomb, and has since retired to the rivers and lakes, but this is such a person, speaking of his name, even people like Uncle Guang are very admired.

I was quite surprised to hear Brother Feng talk about the bald old eagle holding this person, Brother Feng said, "I don't know if the rumors of the bald old Diao are true or not, but there is one thing, I am sure that the bald old Diao has a bronze key on his body." ”

I thought to myself that the bald old man has a bronze key, even a person like me has one, I didn't take it seriously, but I was glad that Brother Feng led the topic to the bald old man, it seems that he didn't know that I also had a bronze key, since this is the case, I calmly ate while listening to Brother Feng start to tell the story of the bald old man.

When New China was first founded, the bald Lao Diao was about 50 years old at the time, and the people were living in misery. He was also not a serious man, so he wandered to remote areas on the border of Guangxi, where he made a living by stealing and robbing.

In those years, the bald old man wandered around Guangxi, shooting a shot to change places, from east to west, there is hardly a village that has not been robbed and stolen by him, but he is still kind, he has never tried to make money and not kill himself, and occasionally pit two big girls, I heard that they don't look very good.

He wandered all the way in Guangxi, and came to a village in a mountainous place, and that day he saw a group of villagers carrying roast pigs and roast chickens to the mountains, and the movement of gongs and drums was very large.

The bald old Diao is very active, he has a lot of ideas, he immediately thought that this is a thing with oil and water, he can steal, can also rob, can also mix in the villagers to gossip some folk gossip, for the bald old Diao this kind of idle, lazy, and idle people, he likes to do this kind of fun thing the most.

So he pretended to be a knight who traveled all over the world, and found a villager who looked a little stupid to come up and ask, "What is the good thing in this mountain? You big crowd of people are still carrying roast chickens and pigs into the mountain in this age of starvation." ”

Unexpectedly, the stupid-looking villager glanced at the bald old man and said, "Let's go find the immortals, don't get in the way, go and walk away, don't mistake our good day and auspicious day." ”

Hearing what the villagers said, the bald guy began to pay attention to the group of villagers. Only then did he realize that all the villagers had strange expressions, and they didn't seem to be good people, they belonged to the kind of people who were Diao people.

The bald old man felt wrong when he saw this formation, he had seen the pious mountain people go to worship the gods, first of all, it would not be so weird, and the shot would not be so generous, the bald old man felt that there was a problem.

He was thick-skinned and leaned in again, pretending to be a wandering frustrated man who wanted to ask the gods for help, and went to tease the stupid-looking villager, and sure enough, it was confirmed that the bald old man had a good eye, and the villager was moved by the tragic life story that the bald man made up.

The name of the village saw the bald old man pitiful, and wanted to understand with him, but because of his limited cultural level and language communication skills, he couldn't tell him clearly, so he just asked him to go with him.

In the middle of the heart, the bald old Diao walked all the way to observe the group of people, this group of mountain people were not good-looking, some were whispering to each other, the bald old Diao pricked up his ears to listen, and he didn't hear the complete story, but he could feel that they were all talking about some unlucky things.

After following them for about a few kilometers, I saw this desolate place where the birds don't and the grass is not there, and there is a very strange paradise surrounded by bare land and barren mountains, with dense vegetation and gurgling water.

The stupid villager said that the small forest turned out to be very strange, the vegetation in it was very dense, and it was difficult to walk, so the ordinary villagers would not be willing to go into it, even if it was possible to hunt or cut firewood, but it had been inaccessible for a long time. But once, there was a rare typhoon in this place, and when a villager passing by to collect firewood was hurrying up the mountain, the small forest was blown away in the violent storm, revealing a yellow glass-roofed building inside.

The villager was so surprised that he braved the typhoon and looked there for a minute, and he saw a section of the building with a yellow glazed roof hidden in the dense canopy, completely sheltered by the plants when there was no wind, and the villager wanted to look a little longer to see if there was a stronger gust of wind that blew the surrounding trees wider, so that he could see what was below. But a big thunder struck down, but fortunately it didn't hit him, but it scared the villager half to death, and he didn't have time to see it more clearly, so he quickly ran away from that place when the was about to burst out.