The old voice said, "Since your surname is Jiang and you can come here as a living being, then you should also be regarded as the owner of the stone house!"

What do I mean by this? As things stand, what happens if I agree with them and admit that I am indeed the owner of the stone house?

Do you inherit your ancestral property and enjoy the relevant rights, or do you have to take responsibility as the master and clean up the mess?

The couple I'm dealing with are really old and non-humans, and who knows if it will be a blessing or a curse to agree with them!

However, since the old man started telling the story, I may be able to get some information from their past, which will help to understand the history of the ancestors of the Guimen Jiang family. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

So I showed the attitude that I neither acknowledged nor denied what they said, but listened to what they said, what their purpose and requirements were.

But it's not a pleasant thing to hear older people talk in a repetitive nagging way.

The story is very long, and this time Douyue and I were very patient and insisted on listening to all their stories.

Of course, I guess Douyue's intention must be to delay time by listening to the old man's stories, because this is an obvious delaying tactic, and this is exactly what I want.

Drag it, drag it, maybe after the story is heard, the iron incense can be fruitful......

According to this pair of old men with ginseng, they have been hiding in this mountain forest since they were born.

In addition, there is a stone house in this woodland that exists for an unknown time.

Their bodies are all plants, spirits that will take shape over many years, and most of the time they are basically in a state of resembling human beings, no matter how hard they try to cultivate and realize, they are all stuck here in the end and cannot break through, anyway, they are just a kick away.

One day, there was suddenly a little boy in the stone house, and since he came here, he has been closed, but every night he has to light the lamp and read a story called "Journey to the West" by himself.

At that time, this pair of humanoid ginseng elders had made no progress in their cultivation, but in fact, they had already decided to give up in their hearts, and they only wanted to spend their last days happily in the forests and mountains, because the period of the catastrophe was getting closer and closer.

Because the boy was always in seclusion, he had no interaction with the mountain spirits, and his presence did not help him in his cultivation.

The only pleasure of the two elders is to quietly be a listener every night and quietly listen to him recite the story of Journey to the West.

And the catastrophe finally came as scheduled, that day the clouds were like ink, the rain was like a note, the wind was fierce, and countless thunderstorms came one after another, not only the power was amazing, but also there was a great possibility of turning this mountain forest into scorched earth.

The only thing the two elders could do was to wait for the moment when the ashes were gone.

I don't want to be at the most desperate moment, but the boy appeared, he held an umbrella, a book in his arms, and looked like he was about to travel away.

Unexpectedly, however, he came to Sam and squatted down in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he opened the page and tore off a page from it and covered it over Sam Lao's head.

Then the wind, rain, thunder and lightning died down in an instant, and it was dark, and there was silence all around.

When the sky turned bright again, Sam Lao found that the stone house was still there, and there was an extra crow named Dou Yue who could speak human words in the house, and the boy was gone.

At this point in the story, one of the elders interjected and added: "What was torn off was the page of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. ”

I seemed to have an understanding, and hurriedly asked it: "That's a "Journey to the West" comic book, right?"

Sam replied, "Yes, this is the painting that I read every night." ”

I understand, it turns out that the strange place name comes from here, and this is not the real Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, just a memorial left because it was protected by a page.

But what do these situations have to do with me?

The elder said, because my surname is Jiang, and the young man is also surnamed Jiang.

Still don't understand, why do they know that the boy's surname is Jiang?

Sam Lao said that because the page that was torn off was written with the word "Jiang Hat" in immature handwriting, it was inferred that even if the young man was not called Jiang Hat, it should be related to the surname Jiang.

Well, it turns out that it is also based on subjective assumptions.

So my question is, "What about the page, can you show me it?"

A pair of old ginseng suddenly became angry, and pointed at Douyue together: "You ask him!"

"Douyue?"

The crow made a gesture with his wings: "I accidentally burned it while I was watching." ”

"Poof!"

I couldn't help but laugh.

And at this time, Shen Lao also said something that was consistent with my judgment: "Douyue, it is deliberate." ”

Well, thank you two elders for telling me this, but if they tell me about Dou Yue's situation in person, are they sowing discord?

What is the real purpose of doing this?

A pair of elders continued to demonstrate to Dou Yue: "Don't think we don't know anything!"

And Dou Yue said nonchalantly: "Wow!"

I hurriedly told them to stop, stop.

I'm thinking most about how to get out of here, so I'm not interested in listening to them bickering or judging them about who is right and who's wrong.

I don't belong here, so it's none of my business to have any grudges between them.

And this pair of ginseng elders had obviously studied me for a long time, and said bluntly: "We know that you want to leave here, and the way to leave is hidden in the pages, but Douyue deliberately burned it." ”

"Douyue, is that so?"

In the face of my questioning, Dou Yue didn't care: "I did burn it on purpose, but I burned it long before you arrived, so I didn't target you, it was them." ”

It raised its wings and pointed at Sam Lao, which really them off.

Actually, I think Douyue has a point, and I like it with this temper - it's good that everyone can say anything to their faces.

But not everything can be talked about openly, and I still know that.

Next, I asked the elders, they told me so much information, it can't be purely for free science popularization, right?

A pair of twin brothers, the elders, said to me in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner that they had come on behalf of all the spirits in the area outside of the stone house, and asked me to agree to take out the iron leaves and share them with everyone.

"It's not too low, but what else?"

I saw the white-bearded men of the two old men both trembling: "Otherwise, under the anger of the crowd, this matter will definitely be difficult to get good! This matter was originally caused by you, and Douyue was the one who added fuel to the fire." ”

I smiled and reassured them, "Please go back first, let me discuss it with Dou Yue, and I will definitely give them an answer." Of course, I don't know if I can satisfy them now, just wait patiently. ”

Sam Lao was tolerant, nodded and said, "Well, then wait, you can't burrow into the ground, and you can't fly." ”

I frowned when I heard this, and I didn't like this kind of brazen and blatant threat.

But in the end, he watched them leave without saying a word.

At this time, Douyue had already flown to the wooden bed on its own, and it had obviously put on a posture of wanting to talk to me for a long time.

But the first thing I said when I opened my mouth surprised it greatly:

"Douyue, in fact, you were transformed by the young man's lamp, right?"