"But ......"

The old woman frowned, and she couldn't guess what she was thinking just by relying on Liao Ming's IQ.

Liao Ming hurriedly said: "But what?"

The old woman said softly: "In the next few days, you don't have to worry about it, you can live there temporarily if there is no one in the next room." ”

Liao Ming was puzzled: "Didn't you say that you were already dead? Could it be that the old woman, you still have the means to resurrect it?"

The old woman shook her head and said: "People die like lights go out, and it is impossible to resurrect the ashes, but there are some things you can't know yet, you just do what I say first, the people in the village are very communicative, don't worry." ”

With that, the old woman got up and took Liao Ming to the dimly lit room.

Light an oil lamp.

Liao Ming saw that the layout in this room was very neat, and some necessary supplies were displayed in the place where they should be.

It's like it's been inhabited before, but it hasn't come back for a long time.

Liao Ming said: "Old woman, are you living here alone?"

The thin old woman shook her head and smiled: "A few years ago, I still had a son and a wife, but in the end there was no news, no one knows where they went, it's just the past, you just sleep here first, remember, don't enter the young man's room in the last few days, otherwise I can't do anything if something happens." ”

Liao Ming nodded hurriedly, since the old woman can have a way, regardless of whether Yang Yi has lost his breath or not, in short, everything is a good thing.

After being frightened for a day, he finally came to a place that could be used for people to live in, Liao Ming fell asleep without giving himself any chance to react.

When I woke up, I found that the sunlight was already shining on the floor of the room through the window.

Liao Ming subconsciously raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at his love knife lying quietly on the table.

I scolded myself in my heart: "How can I relax in this situation! This village is unfamiliar with life, and has experienced so many strange things, how can I still sleep calmly, I am really not a thing!"

"However, there is one thing to say, this bed is really comfortable......"

Liao Ming got up, put on a shirt stained with mud and some holes, and didn't dislike putting it on his body directly.

Get up first thing.

It is a wooden knife that wipes itself.

Although its material is wood.

But every time Liao Ming carefully wipes it, it will bring all the water stains, so there is no general cracking.

From the blade of the knife to the tip of the knife, there is no place that can escape Liao Ming's eyes.

Finally, the knife is rotated and retracted in one go.

This action Liao Ming has practiced hundreds or even thousands of times, practice makes perfect, this knife style can be said to be natural, and the momentum is like flowing water.

It's a pity that it's useless, that is, you can play handsome in front of those market boys, and even some market men or women can see the flashy tricks.

After Liao Ming completed a series of movements, he exhaled lightly.

Hang your precious knife around your waist and push the door out.

After going out.

The long-lost sunlight shining on the body is very different from the deep and quiet of last night, and it is indescribably comfortable.

"Finally, we have reached a place where people can live. Liao Ming stretched, and then looked back at the house next door.

The door was shut, and there was not the slightest sign of human movement through the window.

Liao Ming sounded the old woman's advice last night, and he didn't plan to disobey anything.

He Liao Ming is not only a master in bragging, but also reasonable in life, at least this promised good thing will be remembered in his heart, and he will not do what he wants.

Walking out of the courtyard, what came into view was the men of each family picking up farm tools such as hammers and preparing to work in the fields, and the women in their respective courtyards were also busy with some of the things at hand, orderly and orderly.

Some kind-faced men were a little surprised when they saw Liao Ming, and they didn't understand where this poor and sour young man came from, as if they hadn't seen much before.

After greeting Liao Ming, he was relieved, and they all smiled and said something to Liao Ming, as for what it was, Liao Ming didn't quite understand.

Because the way people here speak with an accent, Liao Ming can only understand a little bit.

Liao Ming himself, as a native of Luzhou, has actually not been to many places, most people may be able to understand some if they say Yueyang official dialect, or the accent south of Luzhou, Liao Ming can definitely understand, because Liao Ming is a native of that area.

And the people here should be regarded as farmers who have taken root in the southeast mountain range, and the generations may be locals, so it has caused some embarrassing appearance today.

These men who look good-faced are just talking to Liao Ming, and they really don't understand what they say.

The men seem to be aware of the problem, too.

I'm not going to say anything.

waved his free right hand towards Liao Ming and left with a smile.

Liao Ming had no choice but to respond with a smile.

And so it goes.

The old woman who can speak Yueyang official dialect like that and is so fluent is really rare in this village.

It's going to be bad.

Suddenly, Liao Ming seemed to see a few immature children with immature faces staring at him from afar, Liao Ming was a little curious, deliberately took a few steps ahead, and found that the three or four children were really staring at him, so he was not pretentious, and walked towards these children.

Anyway, it will take some time for the old woman to treat Yang Yi, and she is boring here, so it is better to have some fun, but the problem is that the language is not comprehensible, and I don't know if they can understand Yueyang official dialect.

Liao Ming walked in and found that he was really narcissistic.

These children did not fall in love with their handsome faces, but with the long wooden knives at their waists.

Liao Ming smiled and bent down, pointed to the long knife on his waist, and said in a somewhat awkward Yueyang official dialect: "You guys, do you want to play with this thing?"

Sure enough, these children really don't understand Yueyang official dialect.

Children have their own looks.

The immature young man in the middle, who was slightly taller, scratched his head, and saw Liao Ming pointing to the long knife on his waist, smiling, and didn't know what he was saying, but he could guess something.

He nodded.

Among these four children, he is the oldest and the most mature, seeing Liao Ming stand up and walk, the other three children rushed behind this immature boy at the same time, for fear that this sloppy Liao Ming had any crooked thoughts.

Liao Ming shook his head, stood up, waved his hand and said: "This is not good, this knife is more precious than my life, how can it be borrowed from someone, not to mention you little children, the scabbard is taller than your combined height, what kind of knife to play, why don't we play with mud, that thing is much more fun than this knife." ”

With that, Liao Ming squatted down and gestured on the ground.

But these children didn't understand what it meant.

How.

This big brother.

Do you have to on the spot?