After all the things they thought were dangerous had been confiscated, a dark, strong, blue-faced man with a tattooed blue face led us towards the stockade.

The people in this village all stared at us with a very strange gaze, with an indescribable precaution and vigilance in their eyes.

They all live in low mud houses, one by one, as if they were graves.

The black man stopped in front of a "grave bag" that looked inconspicuous, and the man opened his mouth to say a word of earth.

Immediately afterwards, the head of a seven or eight-year-old boy poked out of the "grave bag", and this little boy had a clever appearance.

The black man didn't know what to say to him, but the little boy looked at us and asked, "Do you want to see my grandmother?" ”

"Yes, tell your mother-in-law, we are from the Deepavali Pavilion!" When Hu Yunluo spoke, there was always an indescribable arrogance.

"It doesn't matter where you come from, there are many dignitaries and dignitaries who have come here." The boy spoke, and replied without giving any face.

Hu Yunluo angrily wanted to break in directly, but was stopped by Gu Shaoting.

"Yunluo, don't forget, we came this time to ask for help." Gu Shaoting's words woke up Hu Yunluo.

Obediently stood on the side of this "grave bag" and waited, but not long after standing here, she couldn't stand it a little, her hands pressed her heart, and the whole person leaned towards Gu Shaoting's arms.

And the filthy mother-in-law inside made us wait outside from noon until sunset.

Not to mention that Hu Yunluo can't stand it, I can't stand it either, I don't even have a place to sit here, so I can only stand aside so strongly.

Seeing that every household was making smoke, Di Xu's stomach growled, but he had eaten all the dry food along the way, and there was nothing to eat.

"Damn! It's just too deceitful! Yu Chi scolded angrily and walked to the door, stretching out his hand to push the already mottled door open.

"Keep waiting! It is we who are asking for help now! Gu Shaoting grabbed Yu Chi's wrist.

"But, look at Yunluo, she's still sick, she?" Before Yu Chi could finish his words, suddenly the door opened again.

It was still the same little boy, who stared at us with clever eyes for a while and said, "My grandma invited you in." ”

Finally, when we heard this, the door was very low, and we quickly leaned over and followed the little boy into the house.

When I entered the house, I saw a large fire on the ground, and the gloomy room was surrounded by animal skins and strings of black things.

When I looked closer, I found that it was a string of centipedes, and some small insects that could not be named and had been dried.

Across the fire sat cross-legged an old woman who was very thin and wrinkled and dying.

She sat there motionless, unable to see the slightest breath of a living person.

"Grandma!" The little boy screamed in a low voice.

The old woman slowly opened her deep sunken eyes, and when her eyes opened, I was startled, because her eyes were different from ordinary people, they did not have black pupils, but were white.

"Sit!"

I was thinking in my heart whether the old woman couldn't see it, so she opened her mouth and said the word "sit" slowly.

The little boy had already taken some rattan mats and asked us to sit down, and we all sat down around the fire.