I don't know how long it took. Later, I was woken up by a strange "rustle" sound. I was taken aback, and Huo Ran opened his eyes. I'm really careless, if someone makes a move on me at this time, I'm afraid that ten Lu Jing will already be dead.

I heard a man say, "Young man, are you awake?" "The voice is old, but it is peaceful and neutral.

When I looked closer, I saw an old man in a gray cloth shirt grabbing the arm of a corpse and dragging him to the side. The "rustling" sound I heard just now was the sound of a corpse dragging on the ground.

I saw that this old man had gray hair, but he was in good spirits, wearing a pair of black cloth shoes, and a hat tied around his neck, which was buckled upside down behind his back, which was the dress of ordinary mountain farmers in this mountain.

Looking to the side, I saw that the corpses that were originally lying on the ground were neatly placed on both sides of the tomb at this time. The old farmer was moving the rest of the corpse towards that end.

I got up and helped him carry the body over. There weren't many corpses left, so the two of them worked together and moved them in three or two.

The old farmer straightened his back, put his hands behind his back and hammered his waist, and said, "I haven't done this kind of work for a long time, but it's quite tiring." ”

I saw that his eyebrows were kind, although I thought that this person was a little strange, but the impression in my heart was quite good, I stepped forward and squeezed his shoulder, and said, "I haven't done heavy work for a long time, it's like this." ”

The old farmer breathed a sigh of comfort and said, "Young man, the craftsmanship is not bad. And he said, "Is there still something here, let's cook it together?" ”

I knew that he was talking about corpses all over the tomb, and I felt strange in my heart, but I felt that this person came a little abruptly, but I didn't say anything, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

The old farmer smiled, put his hands behind his back, and walked straight inside. Although this man is old, he is so fast that even a young man of my age can barely catch up.

In this fight in the tomb, Lin Wenjing and Liu Nan shot with hatred and showed no mercy, with broken arms and stumps everywhere, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. I'm in this business, and I've seen all kinds of strange corpses, so naturally I don't have any scruples. The old farmer did not change his face, and smiled and groaned with me to put these corpses in order. Some of the incomplete bodies also found the stumps one by one and put them together.

I found the nose ring girl's head in the rocks. I am afraid that this girl's background is good, but I didn't expect to die in this barren mountain and wilderness at a young age. Seeing that her body was spliced together, there was no needle and thread in the tomb, and there was no way to sew it up, so it was the only way.

After some cleaning, my forehead was sweaty, my whole body was hot, and the depression in my heart dissipated a lot.

The old farmer took off the hat and fanned the wind in his hand, and said with a smile: "Young man, you are also a good hand at this work, not bad." ”

I laughed and said, "I'm not as old as you." ”

The old farmer patted me on the shoulder and said, "That's right, the young man still needs to be tempered more, and he will definitely surpass the old man in the future." ”

I laughed and didn't speak.

The old farmer found a clean place to sit down, patted the ground, and said, "Come and rest for a while." ”

I went over and sat down next to him. The old farmer fanned the wind, glanced at me, and said, "What, look at your sad face, you are young, what can't you think of?" ”

Although I don't know where this old man came from, this time I cleaned up the body with him, but I felt a little closer to him. It's just that I have this depression in my heart, but I can't even understand myself, how can I tell others.

The old peasant didn't urge me, but fanned himself, closed his eyes, leaned against the tomb wall, and breathed a long sigh of relief, looking quite pleasant.

After a while, I heard the old peasant say, "A young man, where is there so much trouble? ”

I smiled wryly, not knowing what to say. The old farmer said: "If the old man is dozens of years younger, back to your age, then he can really do whatever he wants, and what do he want to do so much?" ”

I couldn't help laughing and said, "The old man is better than a young man like me now." ”

The old farmer snorted and said, "You young people, you just like to ask for troubles when you have nothing to do. He took the hat and fanned it for a while, and said, "There is a poem, how do you say it?" What teenager doesn't know what it's like to be sad...... What's the next sentence? ”

"It's 'teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say sorrow for new words'." I answered. This is a sentence of Xin Lao, of course the original sentence is not like this. When I was in Ronghua, Mingzhu once taught me.

The old farmer slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, that's it!" You're a pretty literate young man. And he said, "What's next?" ”

I thought about it for a while and said, "Now I know the taste of sorrow, but the weather is cool and autumn." ”

The old peasant cried out, "Ah! This is for my old man! But the weather is cool and autumn, hehe, the weather is cool and autumn. ”

I was a little stunned for a moment. But the old peasant did not say anything more, fanned the wind, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep. I was at a loss in my heart, turning over and touching these two words, only to feel empty and indescribable sadness in my heart.

I don't know how long it took, but the old farmer stretched out his hand and scratched his neck, and scolded, "Couldn't this be some corpse worm crawling up?" I laughed and said, "No." "In a place like this, where there will be corpse worms.

The old farmer said, "That's good." After a while, he said, "You are a really good young man, I have often heard it mentioned unevenly before, but this is the first time I have seen you." ”

I was stunned for a moment when I heard this, and said in a lost voice: "Zhong Buping? ”

The old farmer glanced at me, frowned, and said, "You all call him Zhong Buping?" ”

When I saw him react like this, I immediately affirmed that the "injustice" in his mouth was indeed Zhong Buping. I was surprised inexplicably, calmed down a little, and said, "I called him a dead face." ”

The old peasant was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Dead face, dead face, hehehe, it is indeed to the point!" This person is not good, this is not good, Lao Ai puts on this dead look. I've said how many times he's been dead, and he won't change! ”

Listening to his tone, it seems to be extremely familiar with the face of a dead man. I was shocked and asked, "Are you old ...... But the surname is white? "The first thing that came to my mind was whether this old man was a friend of the dead man surnamed Bai.

The old farmer smiled: "This person is too cold, and he really doesn't have many friends." I've heard him mention it a few times, but I don't know much about it. ”

I wondered who this man was.

The old farmer glanced at me and said, "What you have learned from the injustice has been passed on to you?" ”

My heart jumped, wondering how this man knew, and nodded. The old farmer pondered for a while and said, "How are you learning the Maoshan technique?" ”

Among the things passed down by the dead man's face, the one I learned the best was the number of techniques, and the next thing was the talisman of the three sects such as Maoshan, and there were a few others. The old farmer nodded and said, "What was left behind was just some spell formulas and techniques, and there was no matching mental technique, so it's good that you can learn this step." ”

This old peasant must be very familiar with the face of the dead man, and even knows this thing so clearly. The old farmer was silent for a while, raised his eyebrows and said, "Actually, the most favorite apprentice candidate for the original grievance was the little girl from the Lin family. ”

I couldn't help but be stunned: "Lin Wenjing? ”

The old farmer nodded and said, "I haven't seen that little girl before. But every time I talk about it, I always look extremely happy. Although this little girl is young, she is very assertive, courageous, and extremely intelligent. Uneven was extremely fond of her at that time, and wanted to choose her as his personal disciple. At that time, he went up the mountain to discuss with me about this matter. It's just a pity that in the end, I was unhappy and gave this little girl to ...... Alas......" sighed slightly.

I didn't expect that there was such a reason here, so I looked at the old farmer and said, "Old man, you are always ...... Maoshan faction? ”

The old farmer laughed and said, "Is this hard to guess? ”

I'm just a little confused. Back then, the dead man's face turned against his master, and he was expelled from the portal by Maoshan, and later he did not hesitate to snatch the secret techniques of the three sects of Fu Zheng, just to oppose the Maoshan faction. It stands to reason that the people of the Maoshan faction should hate the faces of the dead to the core.

But the old man Jiang before seemed to be quite kind to the face of the dead man, and he didn't have any malice. Looking at the old man in front of him, he is simply close friends with the dead face, where does this start?