Chapter 33: The Final Battle of Wisdom! Break Pan...

Chapter 34

Fu Zhaoning turned his head to see that an old man with a medicine basket on his back was stumbling towards her.

Running down a slope from above, he ran out of breath as if he was about to fall down at any time, and Fu Zhaoning saw the corners of his mouth twitch and stood up.

"Old man, you run slower, don't fall."

Before she could finish her sentence, the old man tripped over something and fell. Not to mention falling to the ground, he couldn't stop the whole person from rolling down the slope.

"Oh my God, I'm going down!"

The old man screamed in a series of exclamations, waving his hands in vain, trying to grasp something to stop him, but to no avail.

"Girl, you have to catch me! Hurry up, hurry, ahhhh ”

"Catch me, save me."

For a moment, the silence of the mountains and forests was completely broken by the old man, who could still scream and scream with his mouth in his mouth while rolling all the way down.

Some of the gravel and grass were also rolled down with his rolling.

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The corners of Fu Zhaoning's mouth twitched, he quickly put down the back basket, stepped forward in a few steps, stepped on two places with stones and tree roots, took a steady foot, and looked at the old man who rolled down all the way.

As soon as he rolled in front of him, he grabbed him with both hands, and pressed his feet tightly, so as not to be knocked down by him and roll down.

The old man's rolling finally stopped.

It has always been a whirling vision, but now it has stabilized.

He didn't move for a while, his eyes still closed, his head in his hands, motionless.

"Old man?"

Fu Zhaoning called him.

The old man's eyelids moved.

"You didn't faint, did you? Then hurry up, I'll have sore hands if I hold you like this. Fu Zhaoning said helplessly.

The old man opened his eyes, looked at the sky, looked at Fu Zhaoning again, and then swept around, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Ouch, little girl, you really caught my old bones!"

He sat up under Fu Zhaoning's support, put down the hand holding his head, his hand was still trembling, and his face was afraid, "It's really scared to death, I thought I was going to fold here." ”

Fu Zhaoning waited for him to sit firmly before letting go of his hand and took two steps back.

The old man looked to be fifty or sixty years old, his hair was half-gray, his hair was tied with a peach hairpin, and although the cloth robe on his body was not patched, it was also washed a little white.

She looked up for a moment, saw a shoe in a patch of weeds, walked over, picked it up, and put it at the old man's feet.

When I bent over, I saw a hole in the old man's socks, and one toe was exposed.

The old man followed her gaze and bowed his head, and quickly picked up his shoes and put them on.

"This must have been worn out just now!" He said.

Fu Zhaoning couldn't help but laugh.

Well, she couldn't tell that the hole was a little old.

It seems that this old man is also having a bad time at home, so he went into the mountains to see what he can gain, right?

The old man put on his shoes, looked at his frayed palms again, and sighed.

He shouted so loudly just now, and this sigh sounded a little bleak.

"Old man, what are you doing in Luoyue Mountain?" Fu Zhaoning asked.