From leaving the fog ban to the entrance of the village, only a few hundred meters away, Lin Fan had plenty of time, and he was also happy to be leisurely, without showing his skills, he walked and admired this paradise hidden between the mountains and rivers, and came to the entrance of the village after a few minutes.

At the entrance of the village sat a middle-aged man, with a dark complexion, rough skin, and thick calluses on his hands, apparently caused by years of hard work, and his face was also the kind of peasant face that can be seen everywhere, and there was nothing special about it.

He sat on a bluestone rock, wearing a straw hat, carrying a green medicine box, a hoe at his feet, smoking a dry tobacco in his mouth, and a few newspapers in his hand, and folding a paper hat, the skeleton of which had come out.

Rub, I didn't see it, this is still a peasant artist!

Lin Fan stepped forward and asked, "Uncle, may I ask what kind of place is this?" He really wanted to ask what era it was and where he was, so he was afraid to scare the peasant artist, so he decided to come up with a roundabout tactic and set it up first.

The peasant artist glanced up at Lin Fan and said, "Foreigner? ”

Lin Fan nodded and said with a smile: "I went into the mountains to hunt, got lost, and didn't know how to get out." ”

"How did you come here, how do you go back, if you have anything, you go and ask Lao Qin, I want to work in the field."

The middle-aged man's tone was a little impatient, and the movements of his hands did not stop, and the peasant artist added four tails to the circle of his hat, which looked like a single-rotor helicopter, oh no, a helicopter cap.

Lin Fan also wanted to ask who Lao Qin was, the peasant artist had taken off his straw hat, clamped it in his armpit, put the paper hat on his head, and picked up the hoe with his other hand.

He read for about half a minute, then stopped, snapped his fingers, "Get it!" ”

The next moment.

The tail rotor on the helicopter cap spun at excessive speed, and it actually flew up with the peasant artist, and soon flew over the heavy mountain and disappeared from Lin Fan's sight.

Damn, why are you kidding me?! You're just going to farm!

Lin Fan suddenly gasped, watched the peasant artist leave, wiped his forehead that was already not in a cold sweat, this village is too special, and before he could understand it in detail, he was shocked by this peasant artist.

He looked at this village between mountains and rivers in a trance, exhaled lightly, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

After entering the village, I saw an open field, which should be a meeting place in the village, more than 20 children were playing, surrounded by willow, poplar, and locust trees, and under the trees sat several women, talking and laughing, and were collecting the soles of their shoes.

The woman was not far apart, and a red and blue mesh hammock was tied to two locust trees three meters apart, and a young man of twenty years old lay on the hammock, and the trivial sunlight shone on him through the dense leaves.

The young man rested his head on his hands, taking a nap, he took out a cigarette from the chest of his white shirt, touched it again, and found that there was no lighter, he frowned angrily, and shouted at the women: "Aunt Qin, borrow a fire." ”

The woman he called "Aunt Qin" scolded with a smile: "Zhou Laosan, you are a second-rate person who is not a weapon, and you don't look at what time it is now, and you still don't go to the ground?" ”

The young man smiled: "I'm in a hurry, the sun is too hot, it's early." ”

"It's still early? When you get down to the ground, the sun will set. The woman laughed and cursed.

"Auntie, don't make trouble, hurry up and light the fire."

The middle-aged woman laughed and cursed, stretched out her right hand, a little index finger, and a flame appeared out of thin air, floated towards the young man, lit the cigarette accurately, the young man thanked him, and smoked it.

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth twitched, and then he looked at the expressions of the women who were not surprised, he was sure that this was not a problem of one person, I was afraid that the entire village had a problem.

Just as he was thinking about it, the bear child who was playing there made a moth.

"Zhou Xingqi, are you ready?" A little fat man of seven or eight years old shouted at a shirtless, skinny boy.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Xingqi's expression was serious.

I don't know what game they are playing, the little fat man is standing with six and a half children on one side, Zhou Xingqi is standing with seven children on the other, two lines are drawn between the two groups of people, and the ground reads "Chu River, Han Boundary".

Chess?

Each child drew a circle with chalk at his feet, looking at the square arrangement, it really looked like chess, the little fat man had a white round paper on his forehead, which said "cannon", and Zhou Xingqi also had round paper on his forehead, red, written "pawn".

There was also a child between the two with a white round piece of paper on his forehead that read "Horse".

There were also more than a dozen children off the field, and the funny thing is that some of them still had long notes of "killed" on their faces.

Lin Fan knew in his heart, it seemed that they were playing chess, but he was very curious, how did this group of bear children who used themselves as chess pieces play?

The cannon is separated from the horse, and it can be a pawn, so it's time for the little fat man to make a move.

I saw Zhou Xingqi with his hands flat on his chest, his bright eyes were shining, and he shouted, "It's okay, come on!" ”

The little fat man smiled sheepishly and hooked his finger at the boy, and the child hurriedly handed over a lump of mud.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, he didn't know what this little fat man wanted to do, it was undoubtedly a lump of mud, but the color was a little weird, golden.

The little fat man took the mud, quickly pinched out a round ball as big as a marble, rubbed a pair of fleshy palms violently, and bang, the mud actually ignited a fire, and the child on Zhou Xingqi's side suddenly shouted: "Qin Erfat, you are a scoundrel!" ”

"Whoever is a scoundrel, you didn't say that you are not allowed to use gold clay! Zhou Xingqi, pick it up! ”

"Even if you let the horse come, if you frown, I'll lose!"

The little fat man burst into a loud cry, and threw out the marble ball violently, I don't know how the little fat man did it, he was less than two meters away from the child in front of him, but the marble ball turned weirdly in the air, and it actually passed the child in front of him, and flew towards Zhou Xingqi.

The next moment.

The marble ball suddenly exploded, and at the moment of the explosion, Zhou Xingqi's small hands were pushed out in unison, and there was a trembling sound, the ground trembled, and the air shook.

I saw Zhou Xingqi's body gushing with energy, and a faint layer of true qi phantom appeared, from top to bottom, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a phantom like a golden bell.

Boom!!

In the violent explosion, the true qi phantom turned into mist and disappeared, Zhou Xingqi took a step back, his face was slightly pale, and the little fat man raised his head and screamed unwillingly: "How can your qigong be so powerful?!" ”

Zhou Xingqi smiled: "Hehe, you didn't knock me out of the circle, I'm still alive!" ”

The side where he was suddenly cheered, and on the other hand, the little fat man's face was full of regret.

Nima, this is how you play chess, do you want to be like that?!

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth twitched again, completely speechless, Sanguan was shattered by this group of bear children, and it fell all over the ground, didn't say it, this village maybe, should ...... It must be the village in Ah Qi's mouth!

That's all the information, this village is so stubborn, and he came to this place without knowing it, so he ...... Seeing the performance of the middle-aged man at the entrance of the village, he couldn't help but think of Ah Qi, who said that he was from a village that he couldn't remember.

At that time, he had already begun to doubt in his heart.

When I saw that the little fat man pinched a ball of golden mud and threw it out into a grenade, it was basically determined that this village was the place where Ah Qi was born, could it be that he had returned to the domestic Ling Ling Qi?

"Which little bunny is dying?!" At this moment, an angry shout was heard.

The faces of the children changed greatly, and the little fat man stuck out his tongue in fright, and shouted in panic: "Oops, Grandpa Muramasa has been woken up!" Flash! No one is allowed to be a traitor! ”

There was an uproar, and a group of children suddenly scattered.

I saw an old man with white hair poking his head out of the house in the distance, and yelled at the group of bear children below, this old man should be Muramasa, who should have been seventy or eighty years old, living in a wooden house on a tree more than seven meters above the ground.

When he saw Lin Fan, he was stunned, then turned back to the house and put on a white vest, took a puff fan, opened the door, swished, jumped down directly, and landed on the ground safely.

Well...... Normal, normal! In this magical village, this is the only thing that is normal.

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued to hypnotize himself in his heart.

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