In the bamboo forest, the middle-aged man with two crutches saw the four-eyed Taoist who entered it through the heavy bamboo shadows.

Years of experience told him that the Taoist in front of him was not easy to mess with.

He suddenly sighed slightly, and withdrew his hands that controlled the illusion, and if this matter continued to be continued, it would only deviate more and more from the expected plan.

He turned his head, pointed to a clearing, and said softly, "Cui'er, hide yourself, don't come out without my call." ”

After he finished speaking, the space seemed to fluctuate faintly, and then returned to calm.

Losing his control, the Bamboo Sea Illusion was shattered in an instant, and Shi Chen and Qiusheng in the illusion only felt that the surrounding scenery changed instantly, and they came to the dense bamboo forest from the remote roadside in one fell swoop.

The man on crutches raised his head and shouted loudly in a neutral voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please go to the burrow deep in the bamboo forest."

After that, he ignored it, and walked into the depths of the bamboo forest on crutches, where there was a simple fenced courtyard.

Shi Chen and Qiusheng were still a little confused, they didn't know why the illusion suddenly disappeared, and they heard someone shouting for them to go to the depths of the bamboo forest, and they were even more confused.

At this time, the four-eyed Dao Leader also walked in, and saw Shi Chen and Qiusheng, as well as the traces of fire around them.

Seeing that the two of them were just a little tired and had no injuries on their bodies, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, even if you know each other, I'll talk to you about it!"

The four-eyed Taoist leader looked into the depths of the bamboo forest, and the person who had just spoken was long gone.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Slipped the bell in his hand into the sleeve of his robe, stretched out his hand to open the bow left and right, and gave Shi Chen and Qiusheng, who were still in a daze, a brain meltdown.

"Uncle Shi!"

Shi Chen and Qiusheng covered their heads and turned back, and when they saw that it was the four-eyed Taoist, they immediately called out in surprise.

"Phew, you two stinky boys, who told you to come here? said that the Yang Mansion converged, and you ran blindly one after another, and you didn't know how many catties and taels you had. ”

The Four-Eyed Daoist was obviously a little angry, these two boys had worried about themselves for so long.

Shi Chen felt the strong sense of concern in the long words of the Four-Eyed Dao, and couldn't help but be a little moved, and at the same time a little confused, people cared about Wencai rather than him Shi Chen.

But after thinking about it, in fact, my crossing is more like a fusion, after all, I also have most of the memories of literary talents, although my personality and thinking are still my own, but this can be regarded as an indirect fusion.

Later, you may be able to get a skill and reshape your original body.

In his bones, Shi Chen still didn't want to use Wencai's body all the time to replace Wencai's identity, but in reality, he had to hide these thoughts.

With his current situation, he must rely on the Ninth Uncle or even the Maoshan family behind the Ninth Uncle, they have a common goal, but there will be no conflict.

Thinking about it this way, Shi Chen's heart was a lot better.

After coming back to his senses, he bowed his head to the four-eyed uncle, although he can usually play and joke with each other, but in this case, this is the attitude that a junior should have.

Then, Shi Chen began to tell the four-eyed Taoist chief about his experience in 1510, but he had encountered Yang Cuilian before the tragic death of the hidden husband.

"Okay, okay, let's go and see what kind of medicine is sold in that gourd just now."

The four-eyed Taoist waved his hand in the direction of the depths of the bamboo forest, and he was now interested in the man on crutches.

After reading the file, he had already guessed the identity of the man on crutches at this time.

Shi Chen naturally had no opinion, and at the same time, he was also curious in his heart, who was the person who dragged himself into the illusion realm, and whether he knew about the disappearance of Yang Cuilian's cemetery.

The three of them did not delay.

The four leaders took the lead, and Shi Chen and Qiusheng followed behind.

This bamboo forest is far bigger than I and others imagined, and each bamboo grows very well, green and straight, green and full of vitality.

In the bamboo forest, the mountain forest is about seven or eight minutes.

Shi Chen saw a large clearing hidden behind the bamboo forest, a small stream meandered between the clearing and the bamboo forest, and the stream "dingdong", quite a sense of paradise.

In the clearing, there is a small fenced courtyard.

Outside the small courtyard, there are paddy fields and vegetable fields.

At this time, it is the month of spring and summer, and the rice on the paddy field has just been planted, and the seedlings are straight and separate.

The vegetable field is planted with a concentration of common local fruits and vegetables, a few peppers are particularly eye-catching, and the red and green small peppers that are about to ripen are hanging all over the branches, which is very beautiful.

It is enough to prove that the owner of this fence is proficient in agricultural technology and self-sufficient.

Inside the fence, there is a hut.

The walls are made of bamboo slabs inserted into each other, and the roof is covered with a row of thick straw to protect them from the wind and rain.

Shi Chen looked around, and there was a sense of yearning in his heart.

A piece of land.

Alone.

A shed, more than half of his life.

"Crunch"

While the three of them were looking, the small door of the bamboo house was suddenly pushed open.

It was the middle-aged man on crutches.

The man is ordinary-looking, with a bun on the top of his head, and a strand of white hair on his temples, but he looks extraordinarily energetic.

"Now that you're here, please come in."

Shi Chen didn't make a move, he was waiting for Uncle Four-Eyed to act.

Seeing that the three of them did not move, the man on crutches was not embarrassed, but showed a smile.

"Haha, don't worry about it, let me introduce it first, my name is Huang Songzhu."

After saying this, the man named Huang Songzhu restrained his smile again and said with a slightly reminiscing expression.

"By the way, I also have a nickname, and many people used to call me, Mr. Danzhu."

When Shi Chen heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to examine the man carefully.

He had heard the story of Mr. Tabuku and Cuilian from the mayor of the town, and seeing the people in the story at this moment made him feel a sense of unreality.

And the four-eyed Taoist directly rolled his eyes and turned on the spit mode.

"I guessed it was you, you literary and artistic people really give you goosebumps."

Mr. Tabuku was not annoyed, but instead showed a gentle smile on his face.

"Huang has lived in seclusion for ten years, there are few visitors, and he also enters the invitation house, and there are dozens of catties of self-brewed rice wine, let us chat while drinking, today's matter, a certain will give you a satisfactory answer."

Mr. Tanzhu stood on crutches and made a welcoming gesture, and the words in his mouth were very comfortable.

The four-eyed Taoist knew this, and without any hesitation, he walked into the small courtyard and entered the bamboo house with Mr. Danzhu.

Shi Chen looked at Qiusheng, who was a little stunned, and followed first.

Immediately followed the four-eyed Taoist into the bamboo house.