Chapter 367: The Old Man in Front of the Wooden House

These three roads have some kind of magic, and there is one of them, as soon as Joan and they get close, they can feel that this road is full of this crisis. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

And it was inexplicably felt, Jin Mercury shook his fat body, and then said to Qiao An: "Why do you always feel that something is wrong with this road." ”

Xia Zhi stared at these three roads, and said to himself blankly, which shocked everyone present: "How can there be an extra road here." ”

After listening to Qiao An's words to himself, Jin Mercury's head exploded instantly, and Jin Mercury hoarsely asked, "You mean there is an extra road here?" Which one, which one you used to take. Golden Mercury's expression was very anxious.

Xia Zhi touched his chin with his hand, then thought for a while, and said slowly: "It's this." Xia Solstice pointed to the road that led to the left.

Qiao An knew that Yang Sanye had been here before, so he leaned over to Yang Sanye's side and asked softly, "Yang Sanye, have you ever been here before?" ”

Yang Sanye smiled and asked Qiao An: "What do you say, I've been here?" ”

Qiao An knew that Yang Sanye had a lot of things to hide from him, and Yang Sanye's rhetorical question showed even more that he didn't want to say what had happened here before.

Qiao An just said lightly: "It's just a feeling." ”

Yang Sanye, with an old and powerful hand, patted Qiao An's shoulder, and then said in an old manner: "There are some things, the less young people know, the better, just like Shang Sanye's matter, it will affect the next generation." ”

After Yang Sanye said this, he turned his body and looked meaningfully at the abandoned residential area, from Yang Sanye's simple words, Qiao An could see that Yang Sanye hated Shang Sanye, but there was a kind of brotherhood in it.

Jin Mercury was tired from tossing, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Let's follow the path pointed by the summer solstice." After Jin Mercury said this, he looked at Joan.

He was asking for Qiao An's consent, Qiao An naturally had no opinion, but Qiao An's eyes were on Yang Sanye, Lin Qingxue was beside Yang Sanye, and also asked Yang Sanye: "Shall we go that way?" ”

Yang Sanye didn't object, he just said: "Young people, you should have your own way, you can choose for yourself." Yang Sanye didn't give any advice.

Qiao An saw that Yang Sanye didn't give any advice, so he decided to choose the road chosen by the summer solstice, after all, there was no sense of crisis on that road, on the contrary, there was a feeling of comfort and safety.

Perhaps, normal people will choose that path, Qiao An said to everyone: "Let's go on, just follow the path pointed out by the summer solstice."

Xia Zhi walked in front of the head, and the rest of the people followed behind him, this road, and the middle road is more and more divergent, and when he walked a short distance, the middle road was no longer visible.

Venus Mercury looked at both sides of the road, this jumping road, it was more winding, on both sides of the road, there were some crooked small trees, and besides, this did not seem to be the wasteland that Joan said at all.

Golden Mercury said to Joan, "Are we going the wrong way, there is no wasteland here as you said. ”

As soon as Mercury's words fell, he saw that the path had come to an end, and at the end of the path stood two herringbone cabins, and in front of the wooden houses there was a spacious clearing, and in the clearing, there was a round well.

Next to the well, there was an old man, who was holding a cigarette stick in one hand, smoking dry tobacco, and his eyes would close every time he took a puff, as if he was enjoying the delicious taste of tobacco.

Golden Mercury swallowed and said, "We've finally found a place." At this time, Jin Mercury's body was already paralyzed, and he longed to sit on the ground and rest.

The cold wind blew gently, and Xia Solstice took the lead in walking to the old man's side, and the old man slowly opened his eyes and went up and down a lot of Xia Solstice.

The old man didn't seem to remember Xia Zhi anymore, but he had a sense of déjà vu, Xia Zhi stared at the dead fish and asked, "Uncle Han, do you still know me?" ”

As soon as the old man heard someone call him Uncle Han, his hand holding the cigarette gun trembled, and a faint puff of green smoke floated out of the cigarette gun.

Xia Zhi asked again: "What about Xiao Miaozi, did he go to pick wild fruits again?" ”

When the old man heard the name "Little Miaozi", his eyes suddenly froze, he stared at the person in front of him, and then stood up violently, and smashed the cigarette gun in his hand towards Xia Zhi's forehead.

It seems that this Uncle Han doesn't know Xia Solstice at all, so he hits Xia Solstice, Xia Zhi is a person who has practiced kung fu, even if Uncle Han is young and strong, it is impossible to hit Xia Solstice's forehead.

Xia Zhi just dodged back slightly, and then easily dodged, the cold wind blew slightly, and Uncle Han said in a mournful voice: "You give me back the little seedling, he really doesn't know where the dragon's lair is." ”

Xia Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and then hurriedly asked, "Xiao Miaozi was taken away?" ”

When Qiao An heard this, she was also shocked, it seems that Yun Caiyao's group of people have been here a long time ago, and they did not choose the road with a sense of danger, and the new road.

Yang Sanye, standing there, perseverance did not move, he did not have any instructions. Qiao An approached the old man, squatted down, and then asked earnestly: "Uncle Han, did someone come all the way before us and took the little seedling away." ”

Uncle Han was a little incoherent at this time, he stood up, grabbed the sleeve of Qiao An's clothes, and said pleadingly: "Please, let go of the little seedlings, I'll go with you." ”

Xia Zhi was on the side, staring at the dead fish's eyes and said, "Uncle Han, take a good look at me, I am Xia Zhi, I have been here with you before, and you gave me some tea." ”

Uncle Han looked at Xia Solstice with helpless eyes, and muttered: "You came that summer, Xia Solstice?" ”

Xia Zhi nodded and said, "It's me." ”

At this time, Uncle Han seemed to remember the summer solstice in front of him, but his grandson Xiao Miaozi was taken away, and he was sad in his heart, and sat next to the well again.

The cold wind blew slightly, Uncle Han at this time, a little lost his soul, Uncle Han's son, many years ago, because he went to the abandoned house, for no reason, he died of illness.

And now, he only has one grandson, Xiao Miaozi, who is the flesh of his heart, and now, he has also lost it, which makes Uncle Han sad.

On the summer solstice, I looked up and looked at another wooden house, only to see that on the outside of the wooden house, there was a small stone mill, and the stone mill seemed to have been used for a long time.