Chapter 888: The Golden Wheat Field Shows the Way

After the Thousand-Winged Ice and Snow Beast sent Ling Xuanluo to the place, he left quietly, and Ling Xuanluo had to go to the village alone, hoping to keep walking and see Xi Mutong. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

It is rare for outsiders to come to the village, and when the villagers saw him, they all looked up and down curiously, which made him extremely embarrassed, and when he saw a kind lady, he hurriedly asked her for advice, how to find Xi Mutong.

The eldest lady was old and confused, and it was really difficult to understand his words, but fortunately, two middle-aged women came to relieve the siege.

Seeing that someone could really help, Ling Xuanluo nodded happily. Through them, he learned about the village, which was called Stone Mill Village.

The two women looked at each other, and one of them pointed to the south and said, "According to the appearance of the girl described by the child, we do have one here, but it is not a foreigner. ”

Sure enough, he was asked to estimate, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, she is probably a local!"

I came to find my aunt, but I wasn't even sure who my aunt was, this kid was really weird!

The two women laughed amusedly, and the other said, "What you are looking for, could it be the lotus girl of the old Song Tou family? The lotus girl is very similar to the girl you said." ”

"This ...... Auntie, isn't your surname Ximu?" he frowned, stunned.

But before he could answer, the one before squeaked again: "Hey, if you want to ask us here, the girl in white who is about twenty years old, but only the lotus girl can be found." The poor girl had a father's pet, a mother's pain, and lived in a honey pot every day, but before she was ten years old, her father and mother passed away one after another. Since then, her temperament has changed, she has become introverted, and she only likes to wear white dresses, and she does not talk much, and she stays in the wheat field at the edge of the village every day, from morning to night, and she does not know what she is looking at. ”

"The wheat field at the edge of the village, that's the golden wheat field!" Ling Xuanluo almost shouted, for fear of scaring these simple peasant women, he quickly covered his mouth.

He said awe-inspiring in his heart: "Except for her first name and surname, other characteristics are consistent with my aunt, it seems that after she came to the virtual realm, she changed her name and surname, followed the customs of the villagers, and truly lived an idyllic life! I have to rush to the golden wheat field, she must be waiting for me!"

After thinking about it, he asked how to walk from here to the wheat field. The women were so enthusiastic that they took branches and drew a picture of him on the ground, telling him clearly that the wheat field was in the southernmost part of the village, but it was too vast for him to find a single person in the whole field, and it was best to use the old Song family's house as a reference, and the lotus girl should be near there.

With the guidance of the enthusiastic villagers, Ling Xuanluo would not take the wrong road again, thanked the eldest lady and the women, said goodbye to them, and went straight to the wheat field to the south.

The farmhouses in Shimo Village are still far from the farmland. He was afraid of disturbing the people, so he did not dare to take off the clouds, so he could only walk quickly on two feet, and walked for a while before he reached the path behind the village.

When the houses were gone, a large area of golden wheat fields appeared in front of me. In the Yellow River Basin, spring wheat is planted, sown around the Qingming Festival, and harvested in mid to late June. So at this time, under the scorching sun, the golden wheat waves fluctuate with the summer wind, and the idyllic scenery and relaxed atmosphere, compared with the war atmosphere outside the void, simply give people the illusion that it is a paradise.

"Old Song Tou's house ......" he muttered as he walked along the edge of the wheat field, looking for the white figure that often appeared in his dreams, and his back was soaked with sweat.

As an immortal, his body temperature is constant throughout the four seasons, and this heat does not make him sweat. But he is about to reunite with his aunt and uncle, and his excitement brings heat, which he can't resist as an immortal.