Wen Jin patted the man in black on the shoulder.

The man in black turned his head and looked at Wen Jin strangely.

Wen Jin was stunned, this is ......

I saw that the man in black who turned his head was full of wrinkles, his face was full of wrinkles, it seemed to be the tiredness of the folds, and it seemed to be the marks of the years, and on the face full of vicissitudes, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were downward, revealing a feeling of doubt.

An old peasant.

Wen Jin was stunned, just stretched out and patted the old farmer's hand stiffly in the air, not knowing what to do.

This man...... Obviously not like an immortal cultivator!

"What's wrong, what's the matter?" The old peasant spoke, his voice a little hoarse, like uncultivated wasteland, as if bent over by years of hard work, and his voice changed with it.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing," Wen Jin was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"Don't pat someone on the shoulder casually if there's nothing to do, in case you meet a difficult guy, you're like a show and a soldier, and you can't explain it." The old man was very kind and kind, like an old man next door, patiently and honestly taught.

"Okay, okay." Wen Jin was even more embarrassed, nodded uncontrollably, and replied in agreement.

The old man's waist bent even more, and his voice was hoarse: "Okay, old man, I won't embarrass you, old man, you can do whatever you want, I won't stop you." ”

Wen Jin nodded, a little moved in his heart, the old man reminded him of his grandfather when he was on earth, he was so amiable, it seemed that the next moment he would sit under the big tree to enjoy the shade, waving a pu fan, and watching him play next to him with a smile.

The old man waved his hand, turned and walked into the distance, disappearing into the sea of people.

"Very good old man." Guo Ke panted and ran up from behind and patted Wen Jin on the shoulder.

"I'll you!" Wen Jin was taken aback, "Why did you keep up, didn't I tell you to wait in the back?" ”

"Didn't I want to keep up......" Guo Ke said shyly, a little embarrassed.

But then, he put on a suspicious look and asked, "You...... Why did you stop this old man? Does he have any problems? ”

"Listen up," Wen Jin said solemnly, "The men in black are very dangerous, and they may also be the culprits of your parents' disappearance, as long as you see the man in black, report to me at any time!" ”

Guo Ke didn't seem to understand, and said hesitantly: "Oh...... Oh. ”

Patting Guo Ke's shoulder, Wen Jin looked suspiciously at the place where the old man had disappeared.

I didn't expect it for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, this old man was full of suspicions...... Why do you quicken your pace when you hear him shouting? Why are you out of the crowd? Could it be that he is hiding something?

How strange is that......

……

Li Wuming is anxious now.

He shuttled from house to house, hurrying along the road, like a shadow in a corner where the sun could not shine.

He had been running in the direction the tracking technique had been pointing for an hour, and it had been tiring for him to walk non-stop.

"It's strange that someone as good as me can't find a little mouse that only dares to stay in his own mouse hole." Li Wuming stroked his long hair and grunted dissatisfiedly.

In this hour, he had almost searched the entire eastern part of the town, but it was a pity...... Nothing.

"It's a nuisance." Li Wuming muttered in pieces, seemingly extremely dissatisfied with this matter.

"If it weren't for the fact that this was the order of the sect, I wouldn't have done such a thankless thing."

"Heaven and man are one, and the traces are revealed!" Li Wuming pinched his fingers and sealed.

But halfway through the knot, he waved his hand again, and dispersed the golden light that had just been ignited—

"Cut, there are no useful clues left here, and it is estimated that the tracking technique is not easy to use, it is really troublesome...... My golden years. ”

"Golden Eyes!"

A touch of gold quickly occupied Li Wuming's pupils, as if the golden ink had been blurred, expanding to his entire water-clear eyes. The pupils dilate, occupying two-thirds of the whites of the eyes, which looks quite terrifying. The whole eye is like the golden pupil of an ancient dragon, looking down on the whole world like a king.

At this time, in his perspective, the whole world becomes rich and full of brilliant gold, the air is filled with golden light, and the building becomes a stick figure sketched with golden lines, and people, people are the most important-

Everyone came out in golden colors!

Some people's gold is lighter, and some people's gold is richer.

This represents how much spiritual power each person has!

If it is an ordinary monk, after this glance, there will be nothing to hide.

Li Wuming glanced around with his golden eyes, and then put away his golden eyes.

"Cut, isn't it over here......"

The pupils of his eyes returned to their normal size, Li Wuming got up, stepped on the roof with his feet, waved his robe, and quickly jumped away.

In a dark alley, below where Li Wuming stopped, a figure wearing a mask and a black robe walked out of it and came to the bright street.

It seems that he is not very accustomed to the exposure of the sun, and the figure with the mask reaches out to block the sun, and the pupils on the face under the mask are slightly shrunk in the eyes that are crossed by scars.

Behind him, a bouncing teenager humming a little song followed closely.

It was the face and Erjian.

"This time, I must take care of you and don't let you run around!" Er Jian thought viciously, like a kitten baring his teeth to protect his food.

Maybe it was because he had been staring at Er Jian's vicious gaze for a long time, and the face was a little uncomfortable, he glanced back at Er Jian, rubbed Er Jian's hair vigorously with his hands, and disrupted it into a funny chicken nest: "What are you thinking about, you little ghost?" ”

"Didn't think about anything." Er Jian said unhappily.

The face master was too familiar with his little follower, grinned, looked understanding, and was silent.

Erjian hated this "I know everything" expression, but in the end he just pouted in dissatisfaction and didn't say anything.

The face retracted his gaze from Er Jian, and looked up at the roof above: "I'm being targeted again, eh, why should I say again?" ”

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "It seems that I am still very attractive to them......"

He stopped, and a smile appeared on the face covered with scars behind the mask, as if happy, but also a little sad, full of exhaustion, and the face of the knife and axe seemed to be a wasteland scorched by flames, a scarred place:

"I don't know when it's going to be a head this day......"

"I really want to go home and see, I almost forgot, I still have a home......"

Li Wuming passed by the face twice and almost found it twice, but finally missed it in the end, it can be said that it is a kind of fate......