Lu Xueying gently pushed open the wooden door, and a few strands of straw floated down from the door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The straw fell lightly from Lu Xueying's widening eyes.

The house was not empty.

A dilapidated stove, a few large bales of hay, an iron fork, and a few branches piled up in the corner.

Leaning on the haystack was an old man in tattered clothes, looking at the second daughter with blank eyes.

Lu Xueying arched her hand and said: "Old man, it's raining outside, can we borrow a place to hide from the rain?" ”

The old man did not respond, and looked at the second daughter blankly.

Lu Qiuxue stared at the old man suspiciously, only to see that the old man's chest was still rising and falling slightly, not like a dead man.

Lu Xueying arched her hand again; "Old Man's ......"

Lu Qiuxue frowned and looked at the dilapidated roof, and said impatiently; "This old man is such a weirdo, ignore him."

The second daughter walked to the wall, found a pile of dry firewood, and slowly spread it out.

The old man was still looking in the direction where the second daughter had just stood.

The gaze is like a pool of stagnant water.

Such a gaze is often not as happy as Ye Qiu's cunning and lively gaze.

Lu Xueying followed the old man's gaze and looked very carefully, looking at every inch of the wall.

Nothing, except for the door.

The old man kept looking at the door, and his eyes did not blink, if it were not for the careful attention he could see that he still had breath, and the careless person might have dragged him to bury him.

Lu Qiuxue glanced at the old man, pouted, and said, "It feels weird to stay with such a strange person on a rainy day......"

The old man suddenly opened his mouth and said, "First, two girls, this house is not mine, and I can't answer you, and second, I am not a strange person. ”

The tone is very similar to Ye Qiu.

Lu Qiuxue pursed her lips; "Of course no madman wants to admit that he's crazy."

Lu Xueying hurriedly said to the old man: "Uncle, I'm really sorry, my little sister has always spoken impulsively. ”

The old man did not answer, looked up at the broken roof, and muttered, "Why was the rain coming when I was just about to make a fire?" ”

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The old man moved a pile of firewood on the ground to a still dry place and beat it one by one.

Only then did Lu Xueying realize that the voice just now turned out to be flint.

The two flints in the old man's hand were very peculiar, one black and one white.

After knocking for a long time, there are sparks, but there is no firewood.

Lu Qiuxue was anxious and shouted: "How can the fire be like this, without a fire guide, can you light the firewood by knocking on it?" ”

The old man muttered, "Whoever says that if there is no fire, there will be no firewood." ”

Lu Qiuxue ran to the old man and said, "Oh, you are really Benzen, look at how this woman ......"

The old man suddenly raised his head, his ears twitched slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the door: "You go to the other end of the house, it is very dangerous here." ”

Lu Qiuxue was stunned: "Dangerous? ”

The old man ignored it, grabbed Lu Qiuxue with his left hand and lifted it lightly, and threw it up several feet high.

impartially, it landed on the grass beside Lu Xueying.

Lu Xueying stood up and pulled out her whip with a "snap".

The old man's gaze suddenly became as bright as a torch.

Still staring at the door.

"If you don't want to die, put away your whip and don't make a sound." The old man dropped the flint and said coldly.

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A thunderclap rang out, and the sound of rain suddenly became violent.

Like countless whips slamming violently against the roof.

The thin horse outside the door suddenly neighed, and the horse's hooves trampled the ground anxiously.

Lu Qiuxue clutched the hay beside her, her eyes full of panic.

There is an aura more violent than murderous aura, which can be felt by both animals and people.

An internal force as vast as the sea constantly surrounds the dilapidated house.

The whole dilapidated house trembled like a mad antelope, and the hay that filled the cracks in the roof fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the room stopped shaking.

The sound of the rain suddenly became very clear.

The rest is the second daughter's wheezing.

Lu Xueying's eyes widened and said, "What the hell is going on?" ”

The old man sighed; "You open the door and see if there's anyone outside, and get out of here if there's no one."

Lu Qiuxue swallowed hard and said, "What about someone?" ”

The old man sighed; "If there are people, you'd better stay where you are and don't touch anything. Don't be surprised by what you see or hear. ”

Lu Qiuxue stretched out her hand to probe the place where she was caught by the old man just now, and a faint air flow echoed in her body.

The old man flicked the dry wood in front of him, and his eyes became dull again.

Lu Xueying looked at the old man, then at Lu Qiuxue and said, "Little sister, let's go quickly." ”

Lu Qiuxue glanced at the old man unwillingly, and opened the door helplessly.

The moment Lu Qiuxue's hand touched the door, it suddenly stopped.

The two girls held their breath and listened to the loud and strange footsteps outside the door.

Getting closer......

Until the door, the footsteps suddenly disappeared.

Someone must be standing in front of the door, wondering why they don't come in?

There was the horse at the door......

Lu Qiuxue gritted her teeth and pulled the door open with force.

With the slight cracking sound of the wooden door, a middle-aged man with a fair face looked at Lu Qiuxue in surprise.

"There are people! I'm thinking about knocking on the door! The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed into a line, and he smiled and bowed; Can I hide from the rain? I'm sorry to bother! ”

Lu Qiuxue and Lu Xueying's eyes widened, looking at the middle-aged man.

The ronin costume of the green cloth check.

Ronin clogs that make strange footsteps.

There are also two knives hanging from the waist.

A passing Dongying swordsman?

Lu Xueying and Lu Qiuxue glanced at each other.

The middle-aged man bowed again and said politely: "I'm soaked, can you let me go in first?" ”

Lu Qiuxue silently turned sideways to let the middle-aged man in, and stood beside Lu Xueying silently.

The middle-aged man nodded and smiled, "Thank you." ”

Although he is from Dongying, his Chinese is very standard.

The old man didn't even look at Dongyingren, and slammed the flint.

The sparks splashed on the pyre in front of them, and they gradually burned.

"Little girl, I really regret that I didn't make a bet with you just now." The old man put down the flint, stared at Lu Qiuxue, and smiled happily.

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