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It's just that the first thing I did when I opened the car door was to lean on the side and retch, and Chen Ming and Zhang Xu in the back seat were no better, with their heads drooping and their faces full of resentment.

And Uncle Yin, the culprit of all this, was leisurely smoking a cigarette, squinting and not knowing what he was looking at.

Our off-road vehicle was also parked in an awkward position, just across the side of a mountain road, not leaning left and right. When I came to a better place, I looked forward again, and I almost fainted again.

Because what imprinted my eyes was a bottomless cliff.

I didn't even notice that Uncle Yin was grazing the edge of the cliff and drove over, I couldn't help patting my heart and exhaling.

"Where is this?"

When I walked to Uncle Yin's side, I saw Zhang Xuzheng looking down, and his face was not very good, and suddenly my heart was a lot more balanced.

Uncle Yin didn't speak, only stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, I followed his movements and looked over, it turned out to be a small village. It's very similar to our previous rural areas, a Zhuangzi, dozens of people, looking at the area is not too big, "Can I stay there at night?"

I subconsciously thought that the Chen family's seal in Yunnan was either on a barren mountain with no people, or it was also a hidden existence, so I didn't think of anything else.

Uncle Yin grinned, and his chubby belly shook, "Hey, it's in this Zhuangzi, but the people here are not easy to get along with." ”

"Isn't it a descendant of the Chen family?"

At this time, Chen Ming walked up and asked suspiciously, Zhang Xu and I also looked at Uncle Yin with a curious face, waiting for his explanation, how do you know that this one is good, and a sentence made us big, "Tsk, Lao Tzu is not the head of the family, how can he know, ask Chen Lao!"

After speaking, he rolled his eyes loudly, and his round body twisted and locked the car directly.

The three of us suddenly stared at each other, and I followed Uncle Yin and poked Chen Ming who was walking next to me with my elbow, "Hey, your family has always had this temper?"

It's not that I said anything, Chen Lao is an anxious person, and I have long been used to singing with Lian Lao. And this uncertain appearance doesn't know if it's like the Chen family, or the result of being hurt when he was young.

Take the technical terms in the TV series, that is, post-traumatic sequelae?

Hearing me ask so bluntly, Zhang Xu also gossiped his head over, and for a while, Chen Ming was frightened by our posture, and waved his hand stumblingly, "Eh, it's not, well, it's not all, anyway, I've seen Uncle Yin a few times, still, it's okay."

Ha, it's a vain question to ask.

Zhang Xu and I glanced at each other, and walked a few quick steps to catch up with Uncle Yin, who had already opened up a distance.

When I went down the mountain, I casually glanced down the underground aisle, and unexpectedly found that there were many private cars parked on the national highway in a mess, and then I suddenly remembered that in the second half of the road to Yunnan, our car had never been on the national highway at all.

Uncle Yin seems to be very familiar with this place at a glance, and he took us up the mountain road in a twist and turn, if it weren't for the really bumpy and terrible bumps, coupled with Uncle Yin's "miraculous" stance technology, I wouldn't have discovered such an important thing until now.

Obviously, the two people in the back also noticed it, and Zhang Xu asked directly in a hurry, "Isn't this a national highway below, why are we still walking on the mountain road?"

"Hmph, idiot, don't you see those cars stuck in traffic. Chen Ming replied in front of Uncle Yin, and I noticed that Uncle Yin didn't say anything other than frowning.

And this one said it back and forth, and the more he said it, the more unreliable it became. So I really couldn't listen to it anymore, so I cautiously bent down to Uncle Yin's side, rubbed my hands and said, "Hehe, I know that Uncle Yin won't be unreasonable to take us up the mountain, but those private cars down there seem to be a little strange,"

"I guess it's been a long time coming. I paused deliberately, this time I obviously felt that Uncle Yin's mood was wrong, but I still persistently asked.

I always feel that this matter may not be much different from the Chen family's seal.

Sure enough, the killing intent in Uncle Yin's eyes flashed when he looked at me, and my whole person was like falling into an ice cellar. Although it was only for a short moment, my body was wet with cold sweat, and at first glance it looked like it had been fished out of the river.

"It's better not to ask when you shouldn't know something," Uncle Yin retracted his terrifying gaze and continued expressionlessly, "Don't talk nonsense when you enter Zhaojia Village for a while, don't talk nonsense, say less and do less, do you know?"

I looked at the other two people, and although I didn't understand them too much, I still responded.

The way down the mountain was not too far, and after twenty minutes we arrived at the gate of Zhaojia Village.

The mottled door plaque hung high on the pole, and the cold wind on both sides could not shake it for half a minute.

I couldn't stop looking at the national highway on the other side. The main gate of Zhaojia Village is about 500 meters away from the national highway, and when I stretch my neck, I can see a few colorful private cars, which I have not seen clearly on the mountain road.

I couldn't see anything, so I had to give up silently, and followed Uncle Yin with low eyebrows and walked away from this village that didn't look very wealthy.

As soon as we passed the gate, a stout man shouted at us, telling us to leave quickly, or we would have to do it.

He shook his fist as he spoke.

I saw this man sitting on a tree stump ten meters away, with a machete pinned to his waist, and he was not a good person who looked a little vicious.

Zhang Xu and Chen Ming were even more unsheathed, seeing the situation that they were about to start fighting without saying a word.

On the contrary, Uncle Yin, who had a strange temper, smiled and said that several of us were from the county to see relatives, and then reported a name I had never heard, not surnamed Chen.

As soon as the strong man heard this name, he just touched the big palm on his waist and paused, and said with a surprised expression, "Zhao Cheng, hehe, he has already died and owes a debt." What's the matter, this is here to pay him back?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that we would run away, so he immediately called out to the villagers who were doing farm work in the village, and then stepped forward a few steps forward and closed the open gate behind us, and locked it firmly with a thick chain on the side.

When I saw this posture, I felt that something was wrong, and I turned my head to see Uncle Yin's face, but this fat man had a straight face, and he couldn't see his joy or anger.

I had to tug on Chen Ming's sleeve and squeeze my eyebrows for a while, I want to say that you are also from the Chen family, and I heard that you are the next heir of the Chen family, and you are not too old, so you don't even know these little secrets, right?

Chen Ming may have understood my eyes, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, spread his hands, obviously didn't know anything.

Well, this time I made a mistake, and it was a tragedy.

"Village chief, these are the people who came to Zhao Cheng," the strong man said respectfully to the bald old man on crutches and pointed at a few of us, and when he saw me, he was extremely disdainful, which made me inexplicable.

Later, I heard Zhang continue to say that this is called the pinch of persimmon picking soft.

"Ahem, I don't know where you came from?" The old man didn't seem to be in good health, his face was a little purple, and he coughed violently when he said a few words. At this time, some of the villagers gathered around when they heard the movement, and they were guarding the spatulas or brooms, as if they were accustomed to the old man's usual coughing sound, and no one made a sound.

The three of us went to see Uncle Yin in unison.

Uncle Yin touched the beard that hung down to his chin at this time, pulled up a smile and said nonsense, "Ha, that Zhao Cheng once owed me a lot of money to the old man, and I didn't pay it back for a long time, no, the old man, I came to the door with my two little ones, how did I hear that the doorman of your house said that Zhao Cheng's eight lambs died?"

I have to applaud Uncle Yin in my heart, this acting skill is definitely at the level of an actor.

The strong man who saw us first was not happy when he heard this, and he shouted with a glaring eye, "Who is the gatekeeper! Lao Tzu is your father!"

"Hehe, old man, my father has long returned to the West, if you want to, we won't stop you. Uncle Yin smiled and said words that made his teeth tickle, the strong man's cheeks bulged one after another, and his chest rose and fell so badly that he couldn't swallow this breath at first glance.

However, the old man beside him didn't let the strong man say anything more, and his skinny palm patted him, and then became familiar, "Since Zhao Cheng's kid is willing to borrow money from you, it means that the relationship between the two of you is also extraordinary." In this way, if you don't dislike our village for being dilapidated, you might as well stay here for a few days, and in two days it will be the day of that kid's funeral, there are not many people he is familiar with, and now you can give him a ride. ”

"Village Chief, how can they be allowed to stay, have you forgotten?"

The strong man's face was not angry, and when he was about to say more, he was lightly glanced at by the old man, and he was silent in an instant.

My heart moved, this village is not simple.

While they were talking, my fingers behind my back drew a spirit talisman in the void, and I took half a step back, half hidden behind Zhang Xu, and whispered, "Go!" The light golden rune that had been formed shook violently, and then rushed into the village.

At this moment, I seemed to see the village chief's expression grim and glaring at me fiercely, and just when my leg bones were weak and I was about to fall to the ground, Uncle Yin's figure happened to be in front of me.

"Hehe, then I'm going to trouble the village chief these days, my little nephew has no respect for the elder because he learned some miscellaneous studies when he was young, I'm here to accompany you. If Zhao Cheng hadn't dragged on and didn't pay back the money, I wouldn't have thought of finding this kid to scare him, but I didn't think of it. ”

When Uncle Yin said this, the expression on his face was the same as the real thing, unwilling, sad, and vaguely embarrassed.

Absolutely, this acting skill is very good.

Seeing the changes in Uncle Yin's facial expression several times, I was already numb, and I just begged him not to cut me for a while.

After all, before I came in, I promised to be good, and I didn't say much, and I didn't do anything. Zhang Xu, who also practiced the way of the Fu Seal, naturally felt my movements and looked at me sympathetically.