"Tanping, wake up, wake up!"

A voice sounded in Zhang Ling's ears, and he suddenly opened his eyes, and he found himself standing in a low and dilapidated grass hut.

And the voice was not calling to him, it was calling to a short young man lying on the bed.

As for Zhang Ling, he did not become a pig's foot of memory like in a nameless memory, but as a bystander who could not be seen by anyone.

The man who spoke was a young man in his early twenties, a gentleman of good looks, wearing a short coat and trousers, combing his hair in three or seven minutes, and wearing a pair of ugly glasses on his face.

Just as Zhang Ling looked at the young man who was talking, the man lying on the wooden bed also woke up faintly, this person seemed to be the old man Tan when he was young.

"What? Early in the morning, don't let people sleep! ”

"I'm running away, and if I don't hurry up, I'll be surrounded inside!"

This time, Tan Ping immediately bounced up from the bed and looked at the bed in the sunny position of the house, and found that the bed was empty.

"Where's my dad?" Tan Ping asked nervously

"Don't worry, my daughter-in-law is taking care of him, let's leave quickly!"

After listening to the man's words, Tan Ping cursed in a low voice: "This damn world! ”

Following Tan Ping out of the low and dilapidated grass house, Zhang Ling was surprised to find that there was a mess outside at this time, and those men, women and women dressed the same as them ran towards the direction of the village entrance with large bags and small bags.

At this time, there was an old man and a young woman sitting on the side of the road, and Zhang Ling looked at the two people.

Tan Ping's father doesn't know if it's because of his age or because of his turbulent life, he looks very old.

If you extrapolate from Tan Ping's age, his father is only in his fifties, but in Zhang Ling's eyes, this old man is at least seventy or eighty years old.

Sitting beside the old man was a dark-skinned and ordinary-looking young woman, who was holding a baby in her arms and fanning the old man, looking very virtuous.

"Daddy!" Tan Ping walked up to the old man and called out respectfully.

Tan Ping's father looked at the sky blankly, unaware of his call, but Tan Ping didn't care at all, he just walked in front of his father and squatted down with his back to him and said, "Dad, come up, we have to go!" ”

The old man finally had a reaction, and he struggled to get up with the cane made of the branches in his hand, and with the help of the man with glasses, he lay on Tan Ping's back.

After carrying his father, Tan Ping turned his head to look at the little couple beside him and said, "Let's go, if you go faster, you should be able to reach Zhaozhuang before dinner!" ”

Zhang Ling, who had been standing aside, sighed helplessly as he looked at the few people who had nothing to do, and said in his heart: "It seems that this old man Tan really suffers!" ”

As a conscious body, Zhang Ling did not feel any physical sensations, in other words, he did not feel any tiredness.

When Tan Ping and the man with glasses rushed to the Zhao Zhuang they were talking about out of breath, Zhang Ling looked at the four of them with interest as if they were all right.

"Tiange, I guess we have to live in the broken temple tonight!"

Tan Ping gently placed his father on the ground, wiped his sweat and looked at the abandoned land temple at the head of the village, which was already crowded with refugees.

Chu Tiange looked at the broken temple in the direction of Tan Ping and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid we won't even be able to live in the broken temple." ”

"It's okay, with me, I'm sure I'll give you a place to stay!"

When Tan Ping said this, there was a bandit aura all over his body, and after he told Chu Tiange to help him take care of his father, he rushed to the broken temple in a puff of smoke.

Before Zhang Ling could react, he heard a burst of scolding and footsteps from inside.

Then they saw a dozen men and women in ragged clothes running out of the ruined temple, as if something terrible was chasing them behind them.

Tan Ping walked out of the ruined temple with a thick wooden table leg, his forehead and face were full of scars, but his eyes were full of victorious looks.

"Come on, there's a place!"

Chu Tiange watched the thin Tan Ping pull up his daughter-in-law, and Tan Ping's father came to the broken temple on his back.

At this time, Tan Ping had already cleared out the best place in this temple, he took his father and put it on the ground, and then said to Chu Tiange: "You are here to help me take care of my father, I'll go get some food!" ”

However, Chu Tiange grabbed him and said, "This natural and man-made disaster, where did you go to get food?" ”

Tan Ping shook Chu Tiange's hand away and said with a smile: "Mountain people have their own clever plans!" ”

After saying that, he left the broken temple, Zhang Ling hurriedly followed, and Tan Ping did not enter the village, but went straight to the mountains and forests outside the village.

It was a sparse grove, and Tanpei looked at the sun that was about to set, and then he sniffed through the forest with his nose like a dog.

After walking a few steps, he stopped under a pine tree, he lay on the ground and sniffed hard, then grabbed a handful of soil on the ground and looked at it.

I saw that he casually broke a wooden stick the thickness of a finger and dug it on the ground, and after a while, he saw a rag bag with a patch of trimming exposed.

Tan Ping sped up the movement in his hand, and soon pulled the bag out of the soil, he opened the bag and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, it's so lucky, there is even rice!" ”

Zhang Ling looked at Tan Ping in surprise, and said in his heart: "This guy is too godly, can he find buried grain just by sniffing it with his nose?" ”

Tan Ping returned to the broken temple with the bag on his back satisfied, and said with a smile as soon as he entered: "Brother, branch pot, let's drink fragrant rice porridge tonight!" ”

"Porridge? Where did you get the food? Chu Tiange asked in surprise

Tan Ping pointed to his nose and said, "It told me!" ”

Chu Tiange couldn't help but laugh and said, "I always thought that you were bragging, but I didn't expect that there were really two hits!" ”

Tan Ping sat proudly on the ground and handed over the cloth bag containing a handful of white rice and a few sweet potatoes to Chu Tiange.

Chu Tiange skillfully propped up the small pot he had been carrying, and then ran to a nearby well to fetch some water and came back.

Lighting the firewood, Chu Tiange poured water into the pot, then went out to fold a few branches and came back to start roasting sweet potatoes.

Tan Ping, who was sitting on the side, looked at the busy Chu Tiange and suddenly asked, "Tiange, let's run like this, how did you think about what I told you last time?" ”

Hearing Tan Ping's question, Chu Tian's singer's movements froze, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said slowly: "Hey, I didn't expect that the descendants of the dignified fortune operator would fall into this field!" ”

"No matter what, no matter what, I can't live anymore, and what reputation do you care about!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Tan Ping and said, "The mountain col we passed by just now is a rare feng shui treasure land, there must be a grave there!" ”

Tan Ping was overjoyed after hearing this, and he immediately said excitedly: "Okay, as long as we have the eldest brother's Kanyu magic and my family's craftsmanship, we will definitely be able to live a good life!" (To be continued.) )