The words of the fellow were very sincere, and Wu and the others also felt warm after listening to them, and this kind of simple care was indeed difficult to feel in the city.

Wu Yi finally forced the money to the villagers, saying that so many of us are still hungry now, and this money can be regarded as food money.

Seeing that he really couldn't get rid of it, the villager had to accept it, and immediately went to cook to prepare lunch, and beckoned his mother-in-law to take out the meat prepared for winter at home and stew it in a pot.

During the meal, because there were too many of them in Wu Yi, they had to work hard to eat in the yard, but everyone was happy on their faces, because the fellow took out the old wine he made with white ginseng at home, this kind of wine was so mellow, and as soon as the lid was opened, the air was full of the aroma of wine.

The blind man thought thoughtfully, silently took a small wine glass, poured it full of wine, and put it between himself and Wu Yi, and put a pair of chopsticks there.

Wu Yi glanced at it and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, yes, the blind man's bowl of chopsticks and wine must be prepared for the fat man, Wu saw that the blind man's face was a little lost, and he also knew that he was worried about the fat man, and said that when he was free, he told the fat man about it, so as not to leave him with any heart disease.

After a full meal, everyone sat around the fire and was warming up, ready to continue on the road later, but they didn't expect that at this time, there were two unexpected guests at the villager's house, and they came to find Wu Yi.

Wu Yi was shouted out by the villagers outside, and when he saw that there were two people standing in the courtyard at this time, these two people, one old and one young, were wrapped in thick clothes like Mongolian robes, and Wu Yi recognized them at a glance, this was the little prophet and his servant.

The young prophet's expression was as gentle as before, and he showed a kind smile as soon as he saw Wu come out.

Wu Yi didn't give him a good look, this guy said 'ashes', but he left a big shadow on himself along the way, and now he and the blind man are back in good shape, and the fat man is not dead and was brought back by his two brothers, how can there be anything to say? This person was clearly a man of his own words before.

The prophet seemed to see Wu Yi's disappointment, smiled, and was about to speak, but his pupils suddenly dilated, his body stiffened, and he stared straight behind Wu Yi.

Wu Yi looked back, it turned out that the blind man also followed out with the wall, and the blind man asked as he walked,

"Master Wu, is that Mr. Prophet here?"

Wu Yi walked over and hugged the blind man, nodded and said,

"yes, that's the unreliable guy."

The blind man hurriedly shook his head with a bitter face and said,

"Master Wu, don't say that, he's right, everything has been said by him!"

Wu Yi snorted,

"That's right! I'll tell you more about the specifics later, but now I'll hear what he has to say. ”

As soon as Wu finished speaking, he looked at the little prophet, but he saw that he was staring at the blind man with an extremely solemn expression at this time, and after looking at it for a long time, his body trembled, this kind of trembling did not seem to be frozen, and the old man on his side changed greatly when he saw this, and hurriedly supported the prophet.

"What do you see?"

Wu Yi asked with a frown.

The prophet didn't answer Wu Yi's words, and after staring at the blind man for a long time, he shook his head, revealing an expression that was unfathomable and completely inconsistent with his age, waved his hand and turned around and left directly, walked to the gate and paused, sighed, and said quietly,

"Looking at the flowers in the fog, looking at the moon in the water, unfathomable and changeable. I can't see through it, I can't see through it. ”

With that, he coughed violently and disappeared into the distance with the support of the old man.

Wu Yi and the blind man were both puzzled, and the two stood in place and thought for a while, and they didn't understand what the little prophet meant.

At this time, the fellow came out of the house with a few steaming steamed steamed buns, probably to give them to the prophet, only to find that the prophet had left, and immediately showed disappointment.

He told Wu Yi that this was the first time he had seen the prophet take the initiative to come out to the resident's house, and he had never done it before, and it seemed that he was going to have a bumper harvest this year, and with the protection of the prophet, his family would definitely be prosperous this year.

Everyone warmed up in the villager's house for half an hour, and then they all got up and went on the road again.

When the convoy was about to leave the town, Wu Yi leaned against the window and looked out, but saw the prophet again, he was standing alone under a tree at this time, silently watching his side, his mouth was still muttering something, but it was too far away, and the speed of the car was not slow, so Wu Yi had not had time to see the shape of his mouth, and he had already left him far behind.

Three days later, the convoy got off the highway and drove into Tianhai City.

Tianhai City is the city where Wan Qian is now, and all of them are poisoned by pilgrimage poison bees, so they must follow her to her first, and wait for her to come up with the antidote potion.

Wu Yi only remembered at this time that the fat man was also poisoned, but now that he has gone back, how can he give him the antidote? After thinking about it, I didn't come up with any good solution, so I had to pin my hopes on that god-like little brother.

That little brother is not only skilled, but his body is also full of magical colors, just a few drops of blood can scare away the countless Kabbalah sawfish, it should not be difficult for a person like him to detoxify the fat man.

This is the first time Wu Yi has come to Tianhai City, and as soon as he entered, he was overwhelmed by the prosperity of this place, and the Canglang City where he stayed before was completely incomparable to here. The prosperity of the big city instantly washed away the last trace of fear and depression left in his heart, looking at the high-rise buildings in front of him, he really agreed with what the blind man said at this time

The people who touch the gold and fight are actually a special group of people who shuttle between ancient and modern.

This sentence is not bad at all, the mystery and simplicity in the ancient tombs are not at all imaginable by outsiders who have lived in big cities since childhood, if it is not immersive, it is difficult to feel the ancient and mysterious civilization.

After the convoy entered Tianhai City, it did not stop and drove directly into a famous local villa area.

The villa complex is built next to a huge artificial lake, around which there are exquisite Chinese villas, and the convoy is parked next to one of the villas.