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"Good wine!" A whisper came out of Xiao Yi's mouth, and then he raised the barley wine in his hand and drank it down.

Looking at Xiao Yi's heroic way of drinking, the old man laughed out loud without letting out loud, and poured the wine from his bowl into his mouth in one gulp.

Wiping the wine stains on the side of his mouth, the old man opened his mouth and asked Xiao Yi, "What does this little brother mean by coming to this grassland?" Do you know that if you hadn't been discovered in time, you would have gone to the depths of the grassland and would have died on this vast grassland? Even I, a native of the country, would not dare to go into the interior of this grassland! ”

Listening to the old man's words, Xiao Yi's eyes were a little sloppy, and through the half-hidden tent, a snow-capped mountain that reached into the sky appeared in Xiao Yi's eyes, "I don't know why I'm back here again, a trace of traction in the dark has brought me here, maybe here is the answer I need!" ”

Xiao Yi's plausible answer fell into the ears of the old man in Tibet, looking at Xiao Yi's somewhat sad blood-colored eyes and long gray hair, the old man sighed, and then stopped asking, obviously the young man in front of him had his own sad past, and when he asked, he showed that he didn't know the severity.

A crisp Tibetan language entered Xiao Yi's ears, and a piece of cut mutton was sent to Xiao Yi's body by a pair of small hands, Xiao Yi, who came back to his senses, looked at the innocent eyes of the little girl Zhuoma, Xiao Yi seemed to see the strange eyes that he once had, as if to say to himself, "Xiao Yi, you bastard, you take advantage of me again." ”

"Linglong!" A dream came out of Xiao Yi's mouth, and he saw Xiao Yi's big hands grasping on these small hands, and his body trembled with excitement.

"Young man, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Xiao Yi's vision, the old man asked without suspicion.

As the words of the old man in Tibet fell, Xiao Yi came to his senses, looking at the clear eyes of the little girl Zhuoma in front of him, Xiao Yi then sobered up, "I think of an old man, I feel something, I'm sorry, it's my gaffe!" A soft sigh came out of Xiao Yi's mouth, and then let go of Miss Dolma's little hand.

"Big brother, do you remember your wife?" A somewhat impure Chinese language spat out from Miss Zhuoma's mouth, and a pair of curious eyes looked at Xiao Yi.

Listening to the words of the little girl Zhuoma, a look of remembrance appeared on Xiao Yi's face, "People only know how to cherish after they lose, but when they really understand, God doesn't give me the opportunity to cherish it." As Xiao Yi's words fell, a crystal tear of blood swirled in Xiao Yi's eyes, as if it would fall at any time.

"Big brother, don't cry!" Looking at Xiao Yi's sad cheeks, a pair of somewhat rough little hands wiped away a trace of tears in Xiao Yi's eyes, and a little blood-colored tears appeared on these little hands.

"Young people, what has passed away is irretrievable, I hope you can live in the present, grasp the future, and don't let those who care about you be hurt!"

As the old man's words fell, Xiao Yi only felt a bang in his head, and scenes kept passing through Xiao Yi's mind, family, friends, several confidants, thousands of miles away, and a cry of sorrow kept emerging in Xiao Yi's heart.

"If I disappear like this, do they stay up all night? I'm such a bastard! Looking at the past relatives, friends, and several confidantes in the picture, Xiao Yi suddenly felt extremely guilty in his heart.

Through the tent covered and looking at the floating clouds in the distant sky, Xiao Yi's expression looked a little sad, let me be so selfish, if I don't kill Ye Xiao and don't save Linglong, I can't be at ease!

"Old man, I have a question for me, I wonder if you can answer it for me!" calmed down the waves in his heart, Xiao Yi bowed and asked the old man in Tibet.

Hearing Xiao Yi's words, the old man hurriedly said: "Young man, just ask, the old man will tell you what he knows!" ”

The old man's words fell on Xiao Yi's ears, Xiao Yi eased his mind, looked at the old man with a nervous expression, and said, "You are decades older than me, do you know that there is a technique to resurrect the dead in this world?" ”

As soon as Xiao Yi's words fell, the old man was stunned, and then looked at Xiao Yi as if he was joking, the old man shook his head and replied: "Young man, how can there be a way to resurrect the dead in this world!" ”

Listening to the old man's words, although Xiao Yi was obviously prepared, a disappointed look still appeared on his face.

"But there is a legend ......!"

"Huh?" Hearing the next words of the old man in Tibet, Xiao Yi's disappointed expression was not lifted, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, Xiao Yi quickly grabbed the old man's arm with both hands and said excitedly: "Old man, what is the legend?" ”

Looking at Xiao Yi's excited appearance, the old man in Tibet sighed: "It's just a legend, and no one has verified it at all." ”

Looking at Xiao Yi's excited look, the old man continued: "Legend has it that in the depths of this vast and boundless grassland, a demon king was suppressed by the immortals in the sky, whether it was thunder bombardment or the invasion of water and fire, this demon king can come back from the dead after death, and the immortals in the sky have no choice but to suppress this demon king in the depths of the grassland forever, but this is just a legend. ”

Looking at the excitement in Xiao Yi's eyes, the old man in Tibet couldn't help but continue to tell: "This legend is a story passed down by my grandfather's grandfather, when I was a child, I did something wrong, my grandfather used this legend to scare me, telling me that if I did something wrong, he would give me to the demon king to eat, so this matter may also be a story woven by my ancestors for generations of children!" ”

The old man's words finally finished speaking, and the look in Xiao Yi's eyes changed, and then the expression on his face slowly calmed down, no matter whether this matter is true or not, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he can't let it go! made a decision in his heart, and Xiao Yi's whole person became relaxed.

Looking at Xiao Yi's face, the old man's brows were not furrowed, and he regretted what he said to Xiao Yi, "Young man, do you really think this legend is true?" Venture into the depths of the prairie to find a way to come back from the dead? ”

Hearing the old man's words, Xiao Yi couldn't help but smile, and told a white lie: "How can I believe these illusory and ethereal legends, I will leave this grassland in a while and return home, thank you for the old man's life-saving grace and warm hospitality today." ”

Listening to Xiao Yi's words, after all, the old man has lived for such a long time, and he naturally has a judgment on the truth and falsehood of Xiao Yi's words, and a low sigh came out of the old man's mouth, "Young man, I hope you take care all the way" The old man's words said to Xiao Yi with a little meaning, and then drank all the barley wine in the bowl in one gulp.