Chapter Twenty-Eight: Am I One in Ten Million? No, I'm just one of the vast ones who travel through it

"This is another world, a world of all evils where human life is like a mustard!"

Wang Xi muttered silently in his heart over and over again, and then knocked on the wooden door of the next house.

"Who?"

As Wang Xi's knock on the door sounded, the old man's voice rang out from the room without a trace of light.

Wang Xi's knock on the door at the beginning was still not very loud, but the people inside immediately responded to Wang Xi.

"Uncle, hello, I'm from Dazong Village, I'm lost now, can I take shelter from you here?"

Wang Xi felt that there seemed to be a drama this time, and suddenly asked with some excitement.

"This..."

When the uncle heard this, he hesitated slightly, but after a while, the old man said, "Then you can come in." ”

Squeak...

As the uncle spoke, the wooden door opened, revealing an old man with white hair and wrinkled skin.

"Thank you, Grandpa, thank you, Grandpa!"

The opening of this wooden door made Wang Xi excited, and the title was quickly changed to grandfather.

Moreover, this old man looks like an old man, and Wang Xi is naturally a little inappropriate to call him uncle.

"Come in, it's raining outside for so long, it's drenched. ”

The white-haired old man saw that after he opened the door, he didn't do anything to hurt him, his face suddenly lost his original vigilance, and he smiled and let Wang Xi enter the house.

"That's... Grandpa, I still have two friends, can I..."

The enthusiasm of the white-haired old man made Wang Xi a little embarrassed.

"And two friends, let them come in together. The white-haired old man said directly.

Wang Xi was overjoyed, and after thanking him again, he called Yue Song and Aoki, who were about to lose their temper because they were turned away, into the old man's house.

After Aoki went in first, Yue Song's mood was still a little bad, and when he closed the door, he pressed very hard, but he didn't close it tightly, and he didn't lock the door with a latch (shuan).

Call...

The old man lit the oil lamp with flint, and the dim light illuminated the otherwise dim room.

The coat was placed on the floor, making the room, which was already a little wet, even wetter.

"What's your name, young man?"

The old man sat on the bed and looked at Wang Xi with a smile who was wiping his hair with a dry cloth.

"Grandpa, my name is Wang Xi, you can call me Xiaoxi. ”

Wang Xi responded with a smile, then looked around, and after seeing that there was no one else, he instinctively asked, "Grandpa, have you always lived here by yourself?"

However, when Wang Xi finished asking, he immediately regretted it, which is obviously a bit impolite!

Sure enough, I'm used to it casually in Suhua Village, and I can't start to talk anymore...

"Yes, this is the first time that there are so many people in this house, except when it was first built. The white-haired old man was not angry, but happily explained to Wang Xi:

"My son built me this house, and when he had finished it, he took his daughter-in-law and granddaughter to the big town, and two days ago he sent me a letter saying that he would instruct his men to take me to live with him in a few days. ”

"That's good. ”

Wang Xi sighed and said, and then asked, "By the way, grandpa, do you know where the nearest city is and how far you still need to go?"

"Oh, the nearest city, it must be Fengcheng, more than three hundred and thirty miles away from us. ”

The white-haired old man spoke, paused, and asked, "Guy... Xiaoxi, you inquired about this, you want to go to the town to develop, right?"

"Well, yes grandpa, we came out without asking, who knows, not only did it rain suddenly, but we also got lost, and rushed back, but we couldn't find a home. ”

In order not to make a mistake in his identity, Wang Xi had to make up lies.

"Hehe, this is Xiaohe Village, which is more than ten miles away from your Dazong Village. ”

The white-haired old man said with a smile, then thought about it for a while, and said to Wang Xi: "However, if you want to develop in the town, it is better not to be in Fengcheng." ”

"Why is that?"

Yue Song had also been listening, so when he heard the white-haired old man say that Fengcheng was not suitable for development, he suddenly asked with some doubts.

"Do you know what's the closest thing to us?"

The white-haired old man did not answer Yue Song's question directly, but asked rhetorically.

"What's the closest?Monster Mountain Range?!"

The white-haired old man asked, and immediately thought of the Warcraft Mountain Range.

"Monster Mountains?"

When the white-haired old man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "It's right to call it the Demon Beast Mountain Range, but we in Xiaohe Village like to call him the Man-Eating Mountain Range." ”

"That's apt. ”

Yue Song smiled and continued: "I heard my father say that among the ordinary people who have gone up to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, out of ten million people, they may not be able to survive one, it is really a man-eating mountain range. ”

When Yue Song said this, he glanced at Wang Xi with his eyes.

In his eyes, Wang Xi is the one who survived among the 10 million ordinary people.

But what he didn't know was that if it weren't for Wang Xi crossing over, the ordinary people with this body would have already GG.

"I haven't counted 10 million people who went up. The white-haired old man said humorously:

"But I've heard a legend that the one surrounded by the Demon Beast Mountain Range is a sacred pure land that is not disturbed, and only the gods will live there, and those who cross the mountain range to the other side are also people who have been approved by the gods. ”

"I like to hear this legend. ”

Yue Song laughed, and Aoki didn't know if he could understand it, but he sat on the ground, looking at the white-haired old man and smirking.

"Do you now know why I said that Fengcheng is not a good place for development?"

The white-haired old man looked at Wang Xi and asked with a smile.

"Fengcheng is so far away from the Demon Beast Mountain Range, it shouldn't affect Fengcheng. ”

Wang Xi said with some uncertainty.

"But Fengcheng was indeed built to prevent the demonic beasts on the Demon Beast Mountain Range. The white-haired old man smiled and shook his head, then added:

"Although since the construction of Fengcheng, they have not stopped a single demonic beast. ”

"Is it because there has been no Warcraft attack here for a long time and is not valued by the country, and the others are afraid of Warcraft and don't dare to stay in Fengcheng easily, so they lag behind other cities?"

Wang Xi thought for a moment, and then asked.

"That's right, and the terrain here is also the edge of the Yan Country. The white-haired old man smiled and nodded in affirmation: "So, whether you want to become a cultivator or want to make money, other cities are far better than Fengcheng." ”

"Got it, thank you grandpa for teaching!"

Wang Xi said gratefully, the words of the white-haired old man may be able to make them take many detours on the way to earn food.

"By the way, my son will send someone to pick me up in a few days, why don't you come with me? Not only can you be a companion on the road, but you can also see if my son has any work that you are suitable to do. ”

For some reason, Wang Xi gave him the feeling that he was like his grandson, so he warmly invited Wang Xi and the others.