A strange and desolate voice suddenly came from behind Xuanyuan Po and them, like the cry of a wild ghost, cold and low.

"Who? who is talking?" Liuyi and Xuanyuan turned around in a panic, looking left and right, except for the gust of autumn wind blowing, and the dead leaves flying from the front of them to the window, there was nothing.

Xuanyuan broke his forehead and said cautiously with a hint of panic: "Could it be that there are really demons and monsters here?"

"Come on, I think we misheard. Although Liuyi said this verbally, he kept holding his sword tightly in his hand, and he was a little panicked in his heart. Because I did hear the voice just now, so clearly, so really.

"Heh~, there is no cure for fools. Just as Liuyi and Xuanyuan were nervous, a burst of mocking words struck again, and it was still the same voice just now.

"Who?, get out of here for your grandfather Liuyi, or be careful that I want your life?"

Of course, Liuyi's intimidation did not have any effect, as he expected, but ushered in another burst of ridicule.

"Hehehe, forget it, don't play tricks on you, look up ......"

When Liuyi and Xuanyuan Po gradually raised their heads, at the corner of the roof beam, a figure appeared, it was an uncle who was a paste. When the faint setting sun reflected on his body, he was dressed in tattered clothes, his eyes were blank, drunk, and he still had his usual beard. One foot was wearing shoes, the other was barefoot, and she was wearing nothing.

However, his feet were covered with black mud, and if it weren't for the difference between his toes, Liuyi would really think he was wearing a pair of black shoes.

"Who are you, why are you laughing at us?" called Liuyi.

"Who? I should be asking you? This is my house, where did you two little ghosts come from? ”

The uncle's tone changed from low to loud, and there was some anger in his eyes, and he jumped off the beam of the house with both feet, and finally landed smoothly.

Looking at this flowing figure, Xuanyuan Po could see that this person had practiced martial arts before, otherwise he would never have been able to jump from such a high position, there was nothing to do.

Hearing that the uncle said it was his family, Liuyi instantly changed his face, "Hahaha......

.” Scratching the back of his head with a smirk, he said respectfully: "Uncle, we are from Panlong Town, it's getting late, I want to rest here for the night, and we'll leave tomorrow." ”

The uncle's face was full of vicissitudes, he staggered and drank a sip of spirits, frowned and squinted his eyes, and said drowsily: "What are you doing here?"

"We ......"

As soon as Liu Yi spoke, before he could say what he was going to do, the uncle took another sip of spirits, and said drunk and casually: "Forget it, don't say it, I'm not interested anyway, if you want to rest here for one night, you can rest for one night...... It's okay, you're welcome, just sit casually, remember not to be too noisy, don't get in the way of my sleep. ”

After the uncle finished speaking, he staggered again, jumped up and spun a few times in the air, jumped onto the original beam, and retreated in that dark corner, like a bat hanging upside down on the beam, where he endured and lowered his head, and gradually fell silent in the darkness.

In the bleak vicissitudes of life, the painting is full of unbearable recollections of the past, and the low and rude breathing makes him calmly accept this cruel reality.

Seeing such a scene, Liuyi was blinded, looked around, there was nothing except some weeds, not even a place to stay, and muttered silently: "Just sit there?"

All around was a mess, old tables and chairs were laid out everywhere, all dust, all cobwebs.

Xuanyuan Po shook his head with a wry smile, patted Liuyi's shoulder and said, "Forget it, since everyone has agreed to let us live here, then we don't have to dislike it, after all, is it someone else's home?"

"Why don't we go to the village in front of us?" asked Liuyi, looking at the tattered scene, Liuyi really didn't want to live here.

Xuanyuan Po thought for a moment, glanced at the uncle, and sighed: "Forget it, looking at his appearance, he has been here for a long time, he shouldn't have lied to us, and it should be an abandoned village in front of him." We'll be here tonight for the night, and we'll leave tomorrow. ”

Liuyi's forehead wrinkled, and he said reluctantly: "Then, okay, let's pay attention to it here for one night." ”

Looking at Liuyi's sad face, the corners of Xuanyuan's mouth smiled, his eyes rolled, and he asked jokingly: "What's the matter? I'm afraid of soiling my clothes, Ming."

Lost face when I see your father-in-law tomorrow?"

Liuyi was dull in his own thoughts, he never thought that Xuanyuan Po would ask such a sentence, and replied without thinking about it: "Yes...... No, no, no, Xuanyuan Po, were you taken by your master's old man. ”

Xuanyuan broke the corner of his mouth and smiled: "No, it's not, what are you nervous about." What do you mean to Chang'e, why don't I understand it lately, no, no, what do you mean to your family's 'little rabbit', 'Brother Xiaoliuyi'. ”

Liuyi frowned his forehead, but he didn't expect Xuanyuan to be serious about his skin.

For a while, Liuyi didn't know what to say, so he hurriedly perfunctory and changed the topic: "Ahhh ”

Xuanyuan rubbed the tip of his nose and said casually: "Okay, okay, you have the final say......"

In order to let Liuyi see his father-in-law decently tomorrow, Xuanyuan Po chose to clean up the sleeping place and remove all the messy things. But fortunately, this used to be an inn and there are many rooms, just need to tidy up a little and clean it.

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However, Liuyi was in charge of going outside to find some dry firewood and lighting the stove, it was almost early winter, and if there was no fire, it would still be a little uncomfortable for them to hold on to this place all night.

These rooms seem to have not been touched for a long time, and they are still the same as before, and Xuanyuan Po has not paid attention to anything. But when he moved the scattered tables, chairs and benches and sorted out the dense cobwebs, a few knife marks on the wooden table caught Xuanyuan Po's attention.

At first sight, Xuanyuan Po only frowned his forehead, but when Xuanyuan Po continued to move those benches, more traces appeared in front of Xuanyuan Po. The quilt on the bed was still scattered and there were marks of being cut by a knife.

Ordinary candles fell to the ground, and it seemed that it had been baptized by robbers.

But it didn't take long for Xuanyuan to feel strange again, for he found a package next to his pillow, which contained some silver taels in addition to some shabby clothes.

"It shouldn't be...... "The supreme Dao of the last days."

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