Looking at the chasm in front of them, several people fell into deep thought, even if they saw a wooden house, there was no way, because the poisonous barrier below was even stronger, and they would explain it here if they smelled it a little.

Just when a few people were worried, they saw an old man come out of the wooden house, and he moved a small bench and sat in the courtyard with a pot of tea.

Just when a few people were staring at each other, the old man went back to the house and took out a roast chicken, sat down on the bench again, and drank tea and ate roast chicken.

"Hey, uncle!"

Song Bu stood on top and shouted below.

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice, then put down the roast chicken in his hand and looked up.

"What are you doing!"

The old man saw the few people standing above, and then asked loudly.

"I want to eat roast chicken!" shouted Song Buxing.

？？？

Several people looked confused, and then stretched out their feet and kicked him down.

"Ahh

With a long scream, Song Bu fell into the small courtyard in front of the wooden house.

The old man looked at the man in front of him in surprise, and forgot to drink the tea in his hand.

"Uh-huh!

Song Bu didn't pinch his throat with both hands and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Forehead ....."

The old man was obviously stunned by his actions, "There is no poison here..."

Song Buxing stopped his movements when he heard this, sniffed it heavily, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was indeed not poisonous.

"Come down, there's no poison here, and there's tea to drink!"

Song Bu waved at a few people.

He patted the dust off his body, then crouched down at the wooden table and stared straight at the roast chicken.

"Eat, I'm full anyway. The old man waved his hand.

"Hey, thanks. ”

As he spoke, he wiped his hands and took the roast chicken from the table and nibbled on it.

When the other people came down, they saw Song Buxing, who was squatting on the ground and covered in dirt, holding half a roast chicken and gnawing on his mouth full of oil.

"I really don't know how he lied to my sister. ”

Mu Qingjian said helplessly.

"I wonder if he has a lower limit. ”

Bai Yuhua also showed a helpless expression.

"Stand up!"

As he spoke, Lingque kicked him in the ass.

The few turned to look at the looming barrier around the hut and the hut, and finally turned their gaze to the old man.

"A few people have disturbed the seniors, and I hope you will forgive me. Ling Que bent down and clenched his fists and said.

"It's no big deal, where are you from?, Huaiye or Chu?" the old man waved his hand again and sat back down on the small bench.

Ling Que shook his head, and then pointed to the distance behind him, "We are from the Qi country. ”

"Qi Guo, what are you doing here, haven't you always been at odds with Huaiye and Chu?" the old man said.

"We're here for a little trivial, but we came here after a mistaken journey due to a windy bird. Lingque replied again.

"The Wind Monster Bird?

Lingxiao nodded, "That's it." ”

"Is it dead?" asked the old man.

"I roasted and ate it. ”

Without waiting for Ling Que to answer, he was snatched by Song Buxing.

"Good!" the old man patted his thigh and looked at the people happily, "this strange bird has annoyed me for a long time, and I have long wanted to roast it." ”

Everyone was embarrassed for a while, but they didn't expect this old man to be a foodie.

"Then you didn't eat it, let me tell you, I ...... just now"

Song Buxing immediately squeezed over when he heard the topic he was good at, and then squatted aside to discuss the cooking of food with the old man, and the old man nodded his head again and again in the middle and poured him a cup of tea.

The rest of the people stood by and listened to the two of them discuss, not saying a word.

In this way, the two talked endlessly until it was dark, and the two stopped talking because they were hungry.

"Ah, it's getting dark, I have to go. ”

Song Buxing looked at the dark surroundings and said deliberately.

"Hey, don't, you stay tonight, I still have a lot of meat here. ”

The old man saw that Song was not going to leave, and hurriedly stood up to stay.

Seeing the old man's anxious appearance, Song Buxing turned his head and showed a smug expression.

"Okay, what else do you have, I'll get you a good one. With that, Song Bu followed the old man into the wooden house.

There were only a few people left with loveless faces, although they were not tired from standing, but listening to the nonsense of the two of them for an afternoon was really enough.

"Eh, come on in, there's a lot of danger at night. ”

When the old man saw that the men had not entered, he went to the door and called out to them.

"Good. ”

Ling Que replied, then looked at a few people and walked into the wooden house together.

When they entered, they found that the inside of the wooden house was very large, not at all a simple wooden house as it was seen from the outside, and the space inside was the size of a tavern, and there were three floors.

The first floor is a hall, and there is a stove in the middle, on which is a pot of snow-white broth, and on the other side is the stove, and Song Buxing is cooking with his sleeves rolled.

The second floor is the bedroom, and the third floor is vacant, with only a few things that are not needed.

"You sit and roast the fire, it's going to be cold at night. The old man said, then turned to look at Song Buxing, who was busy with his work, and also came over.

The few people were still speechless, and could only lean on the stove and ask about the aroma of the soup roasting the stove.

But it is true that as the old man said, the temperature in this place drops a lot in an instant at night, and they can still feel the chill on their faces when they lean against the fire while they were still wearing thin coats.

"Come on, come and try my craft. ”

The old man took a pot of steaming vegetables and put it by the fire, took out another spoon, scooped a mouthful of broth, and tasted it.

"It always feels like there's something missing. The old man tasted it and said with some regret.

"Just sprinkle some chili powder. ”

At this time, Song Bu came behind them and sprinkled a little chili powder from nowhere.

"Try it again. ”

Song Buxing patted the old man's back, "Let's learn something." ”

The old man was stunned and took out a spoon again, scooped a mouthful of broth into his mouth, "Well, don't say it, it's really good." ”

The old man drank the remaining broth from the spoon, then turned around and went to the stove again to help.

Then, after a busy work between the two, three pots of vegetables were served again.

Looking at the steaming meal, several people had already moved their fingers, especially the gurgling broth on the stove.

"Alright, let's get started. ”

The old man wiped his hands and swallowed as he looked at the delicious meal.

Several people sat around the fire, and the old man looked at them and smiled kindly, and then picked up a bowl and scooped a bowl of broth.

"By the way, I forgot to ask the name of the senior. Ling Que scooped up a bowl of broth, looked at the old man and asked.

"Oh me, I forgot what I called, I haven't seen anyone in years. ”

The old man drank the broth slowly from the bowl and picked up a piece of meat from the basin.

"If you have to call it anything, call me old man. ”

"All right, old man. Song Bu said gnawing on a bone.

Ling Que glared at him, then nodded, looking at the old man, "In that case, let's call it senior." ”

"Okay, you can do it. ”

The old man scooped another bowl of broth as he spoke, and feasted on the meat in his hand.

Several people introduced themselves at once, and when it was Song No's turn, he held the bowl with his left hand and patted the old man on the shoulder with his right hand a few times, "It's not that I said you, your cooking skills are still a little worse." ”

The old man nodded quite seriously when he heard this, "Sure enough, I'm still old, I didn't expect that today's young people's cooking skills can reach such a superb level." ”

Song Xingxing smiled proudly, and the two continued to praise each other.

"I wonder how long my predecessors have been in this chasm?"

"I forgot, it's been many years. ”

"Then you must have some understanding of this chasm, right?" Ling Que asked.

The old man nodded, "This chasm is full of countless dangers, I don't know how many demon beasts and monsters are dormant in it, and it has become a very difficult thing to rely on for a long time to nourish by this poisonous barrier. ”

"Is there a way to get to the other side?"

The old man didn't answer, just shook his head, "But I know a way to protect." ”

"Is it a barrier outside the house?"

The old man nodded, cleared his throat and continued: "Yes, this barrier is made by a formation that I refined, and I have been looking for it for nearly ten years before I succeeded. ”

"But I do know of a safe trail to get to, but I can't get to the other side, and I have to walk through a dangerous waterfall to get there. ”

As soon as these words came out, several people instantly became interested, and their eyes flashed and looked at the old man seriously.

"Give me your map. The old man wiped the oil from his mouth and said.

Ling Que put the bowl in his hand aside, took out the map from his bosom, and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the map and opened it slowly, "Yo, the material of this map is a good thing, made of dragon skin." ”

The old man touched the map with his hand, then looked down at it.

"Hey, your map is a bit weird. The old man took the map and looked at it several times, then frowned.

"What?

"The annotation on this is a little bit off.,It stands to reason that there shouldn't be this kind of mistake when using such a good material.,No.。 ”

The old man touched his chin and muttered.

"Still, it's pretty much the same, so I'll tell you about it. ”

Then the old man pointed out the mistakes in a few places and the introduction of some places to a few people, and finally arrived at the situation of the chasm.

He took the map and pointed to an inconspicuous place on one side of the chasm, "This place is a relatively safe road, except for the last part of the road that is dangerous. ”

"You also need to be aware of a person, no, it shouldn't be a person. He put down the map, his voice visibly trembling.

"Over there, there is a poisonous man, I don't know where he came from, but he has merged with this poisonous barrier or this chasm, and his strength is terrifying, if he finds out, it will be a dead end. ”

"Poisoner?" the crowd wondered, but they didn't find anything strange when they came.

"I don't know, I forgot, but in my memory, that person is very scary, very scary!!" the old man's voice was trembling, and he held his legs and buried his head between them, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing this, the crowd didn't say anything more, but took the map and looked at the road and fell into deep thought.

"Ahh

Just as a few people were quietly thinking about the problem, Ling Que suddenly dropped the map, clutched his chest, and lay on the ground and wailed loudly.

"Ahh

The crowd tried to lift him up but couldn't catch him, so they could only watch him roll on the ground.

At this time, the old man, who had regained his composure, walked over slowly, looking at Lingqi who had fallen to the ground in pain, and some fragments suddenly flashed in his mind.

"He's going to be promoted!"

As he spoke, he squatted down and pressed the rolling Lingque hard, "Quick, carry him outside." ”

Everyone worked together to carry him to the small courtyard outside, only to see that the originally clear sky instantly became dark, dark clouds rolled up, and the wind was raging, especially in this chasm, and ten thousand beasts wailed, only to see strange beasts and demons gathered outside the wooden house, if it were not for the protection of the barrier, then these people would have already become a meal.

The beasts looked at them with fierce eyes, grinning and snarling, saliva dripping from their mouths on the ground.

Little by little, the poison barrier gathered and became denser, attracting more demons, who were constantly attacking the barrier, but in vain.

"I thought of it! This is a name robbery! It must be!" the old man exclaimed in disbelief as his eyes widened, pointing at Ling Que.