Over the mountain peaks, Yang Peng and the white fox rushed to the village, and along the way, the sense of crisis in Yang Peng's heart became heavier and heavier, and the small animals along the way also verified the bad conjecture in Yang Peng's heart.

Yang Peng couldn't help but speed up his pace, and finally saw the village as he walked through a jungle. The village is nestled between two towering mountain peaks, and the village is lined up with more than two dozen houses.

As the sun sets, a few children can't hold back their playful habits and play with their companions. The setting sun shines on their innocent faces, making them look unusually dazzling.

Looking at the children playing, Yang Peng was also a little distracted.

Just when Yang Peng looked at the children and was distracted. A sharp-eyed child spotted Yang Peng, pointed his finger at Yang Peng and shouted: "Look! There's a strange big brother there, and there's a white fox on his shoulder! The children turned their heads in unison.

This sound also woke Yang Peng, and an affectionate smile appeared on his face, and the white fox watched the children bury their heads in Yang Peng's arms.

The children were defenseless, and rushed over in groups, and they came to Yang Peng, without waiting for Yang Peng to speak. The sharp-eyed boy said, "Big brother, where are you from, and what is your name?"

Before Yang Peng could answer, another child hurriedly asked, "This white fox is so cute! What's its name?" Why don't you come and be my big furry pet。。。。。。

A sentence came out of the children's mouths, but Yang Peng didn't answer, just looked at them with a kissing smile, and hugged the white fox tighter.

At this time, one of the scared children said, "Big brother, if you don't speak, are you dumb?"

At that moment, there was a loud shout: "Big fat, what are you talking about!" The children's laughter stopped abruptly. Yang Peng looked behind the children, and an old man in plain clothes and on crutches slowly walked forward from the stone road, his old face full of wrinkles was full of anger and stared at the big fat.

At this moment, Yang Peng also felt a trace of cultivator's breath from his body, his fat body trembled, tears rolled in his eyes, and he was almost about to fall. The other children trembled.

The old man slowly walked behind them, he didn't say anything, lowered his head slightly, put down his crutches, and wanted to kneel, Yang Peng saw this, hurriedly put down the white fox in his arms, stepped forward to support the old man and said: "I can't do it, I can't help it!"

The old man felt the powerful oppression of the Dao on Yang Peng's body, which only a cultivator who had cultivated could feel it. He immediately said loudly: "Fellow Daoist, don't blame the child! Don't blame the child! It's my fault, my fault!"

The children listened to the words of the village chief and quickly knelt down: "Don't punish the village chief, it's our fault, if you want to punish us, punish us!"

Seeing this, Yang Peng lamented: "Don't misunderstand, I just saw that it was getting late and wanted to rest in your village for a night!

The old man looked at Yang Peng's face without malice, and said with a sigh of relief: "If you want to live, you can live there, what else needs to be old, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Yang Peng didn't say anything, nodded and smiled at the children. The body bent slightly, and his right hand forwarded to signal the old man to lead the way, and the old man picked up his crutches and walked tremblingly towards the village.

The shadows of a person, a fox, and an old man, under the reflection of the setting sun, are getting longer and longer。。。。。。