However, this also indirectly confirmed my previous thoughts, that is, if it weren't for their assistance, just with me and Fang Ling, even if I had full physical strength and was unharmed, it would never be possible to find this snake village before dark today. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because, even with the leaders of their group of people who seemed to be the villagers of Snake Village, it was at sunset that we finally saw this village hidden in a huge cave at the bottom of a cliff from a distance.

However, the scale of this village is really small and very hidden. As far as I can see, there are at most a dozen houses in the whole village, and all the houses are built inside the huge cave, and there is even a dense forest outside the entrance to the cave. Therefore, if you are not familiar with it, you may not be able to find it even if you are nearby. It's really strange, how did Mu Zihan find this place in the first place?

When we finally arrived at the mouth of the cave where the village was located, I found dozens of men, women and children standing waiting for us. Seeing the kind smiles on their faces, I finally fully believed that this group of people was indeed the villagers of Snake Village.

The only doubt that still exists in my heart is why they knew that we were Mu Zihan's friends, and they deliberately ran so far to pick us up over the mountains? It's like knowing that Fang Ling and I are going to Snake Village.

After all, the two of us had never been in contact with anyone in Snake Village before, and even those who knew the purpose of our trip should not have a fourth person except for Mu Zihan, who single-handedly planned this matter, because even Fang Ling asked for leave at the police station a few days ago, not for this reason.

Then, I saw the man with the black python tattooed on his hand, and an old man who had been waiting there in the morning, after chatting in their language. I saw the old man with white hair and beard on crutches, walking forward a few steps slowly, facing me and Fang Ling, and said in non-standard, but barely understandable Mandarin: "Friends from afar, we already know your intentions, please come with me." Without waiting for us to answer, he turned around slowly and walked towards the depths of the cave, as if he was sure that we would follow.

Seeing that the villagers had voluntarily made way for the old man and us to pass, I looked into the depths of the dark cave and thought to myself: is it a blessing or a curse, but a disaster cannot be avoided. So, he pulled Fang Ling, who was still a little stunned, and followed behind the old man.

However, as we continued to go deeper, my heart became more and more uncertain. I really didn't expect the interior of this cave to be so deep. We followed the old man all the way in, and had already passed through the houses of the villagers who had been built at the entrance of the cave, but the old man did not mean to stop, as if to take us to a deeper place.

Fortunately, although the cave is damp and cold, there is water seeping through many stone crevices, and even the stone pillars extending from the top of the cave are constantly dripping water. However, at least it was not really pitch black, only to see all kinds of strange and magnificent stalactites in the cave, exuding colorful light, illuminating the road under our feet.

I don't know how long we've been walking, anyway, when I felt that after a day's rest, my body had finally recovered a little bit, and I was about to lose my support again, the old man finally stopped, and about ten meters or so in front of him, there was a small stone house built against the wall of the deepest part of the cave, which appeared there.

After hearing the old man shouting a few times at the small stone house from a distance, the originally closed door began to open slowly, and then an old woman with a hunched back slowly grinded out of the house with a wooden cane.

When she approached, I could not help but be shocked when I finally saw her face through the bright light of the stalactites. This... Is this really still a living person? Because, the old lady in front of her is three points like a person, and seven points is more like a ghost.

I saw her long silver hair, casually draped, and even looking at the length of that hair, I suspected that it had dragged to the ground behind her. A pair of large, deeply sunken eyes, if not for the presence of a pair of eyes that still turn from time to time, like the horrible and hollow eyes of a skull. Moreover, although she has kept her mouth closed, it is not difficult to guess from the shriveled mouth and face that the teeth in her mouth are estimated to have been stripped off.

In particular, her wrinkled face, with a long, pointed hooked nose on it, reminded me of the image of an old witch in Western mythology.

Just as I looked at her, she seemed to be observing me and Fang Ling. However, when I was about to say hello and ask her if she was the "Granny Katsura" we were looking for, she was the first to speak.

It's just that when I heard the first sentence she spoke, I instantly knew why Mu Zihan called her "dead old woman" in her letter, because her gloating tone was really annoying.

"Yo hehe...... It's a pity that you two didn't get eaten by that nest of wolf cubs. ”

The sound is very sharp and harsh, as if the old record that has been scratched is barely playing, and it is indescribably uncomfortable to listen to. The only thing to be thankful for is that the language she uses is Mandarin, although the tone is a little weird like the old man before, but, at least I can understand it, otherwise I would really have to be one head and two big.

However, after listening to these strange words, my heart instantly became unhappy, and I was already a little irritable because of the pain all over my body, and I almost had a seizure on the spot.

However, when he thought that he might have to ask her for a while, and this was also someone else's territory, he had to suppress his anger and asked respectfully: "May I ask if you are always Granny Gui?" We are Mu Zihan's friends, he asked us to come to you, he is in trouble now, and he urgently needs your help. ”

However, she doesn't seem to sell my face at all, and the second sentence chokes me so much that I want to turn around and leave, I don't care if she is "Granny Gui" or "Ghost Granny", to hell with her.

"Young man, you talk a lot of nonsense. If I didn't know that you were Xiao Muzi's friends, I wouldn't care if you lived or died. Tell you, if I hadn't sent Da Zhuang to pick you up, you would have fed the wild wolf halfway with your weak little body. This is a lifesaver, don't forget, you kid, I'll have to settle the math with you when the time comes. Okay, don't stand stupidly, come into the house with me first, and talk to me well, what trouble did that little Mu cub ask you to come to me? ”

After speaking, he said to the old man who had been standing respectfully on the side: "Why are you still standing here stupidly?" Give it to me, go back! Then, without looking at us, he turned around and walked tremblingly towards the hut.

After seeing Fang Ling catch up with two steps, she wanted to support her, but she pushed her away, and said to Fang Ling, who was kind-hearted: "Little girl, I am not old enough to need someone to help me after walking a few steps." ”

Seeing this scene, there were only four words left in my heart: dead old woman!

(To be continued) (To be continued.) )