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After those men discussed, they heard the white-bearded old man ask, and their eyes widened, looking at Ling Han, wanting to hear how Ling Han answered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Han thought to himself: If he bluntly said that he was from Wind Chime Island, I don't know how these people would react, or don't rashly reveal his identity. So he pointed in the direction he came, "Uncle, we got lost, we came from over there!

"Oh?"

"Yikes!"

Those people looked in the direction that Ling Han was pointing, and immediately let out a surprised sound, and a strange look appeared on their faces again.

The white-bearded old man's eyes also flashed with a hint of surprise, and he frowned and said, "You are from the 'Immortal Bureau'?"

When Ling Han heard the words "Immortal Bureau", he seemed to have heard the two corpse throwers mention it, but he didn't know what the "Immortal Bureau" was, so he thought that the place with white bones was called "Immortal Bureau", so he replied: "I don't know what kind of place it is, it should be there!"

"Oh, that's strange!" the old man stroked his white beard, and then said to the men, "It's okay here, everyone is gone!"

When they heard this, they went back to their caves, and in a short time only the elder and seven or eight men with short sticks were left.

"Patriarch......," said a slightly sturdy man, who seemed to have something to say to the old man.

The old man waved his hand to signal that it was okay, and the man stopped talking, but still looked at Ling Han and Tianbao uneasily, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and the short stick was held tighter.

The old man said to Ling Han, "You come with me!" and turned into a nearby dirt cave.

Ling Han pulled Tianbao, who silently picked up the white bone cane and followed behind Ling Han.

And those men followed by Ling Han and Tianbao, not far away, not close, and did not relax their vigilance.

The old man lit a torch and walked in front of the cave, followed by Ling Han and Tianbao. By the light of the torches, Ling Han saw that the inside of the cave, although simple, was very well repaired. Moreover, in that cave, there were also small openings, leading to both sides of the big cave, and at each cave entrance, there were people looking at Ling Han and the others curiously, pointing and pointing.

After a short walk, we came to the bottom of the cave, which was a spacious place, but it was just as shabby, except for a few pots and pans made of pottery, and a worn-out straw mat.

In the middle of the cave, there were three simple pots made of stones, which had been burned black, and in the middle of the stones, there was a pile of charcoal that had been extinguished.

A boy of seven or eight years old was sitting beside the stone, and when he saw the old man coming, he hurriedly retreated behind and hid on the straw mat on the side. A pair of dark black eyes were looking at Ling Han and Tianbao curiously.

The white-bearded old man put the torch into the charcoal, and the charcoal began to burn again, and the blue flames jumped happily among the stones.

"Sit down!" the old man gestured toward a piece of dead wood on the ground. It seems that this dead wood is a chair.

Ling Han thanked him and bent down to sit on the dead wood, while Tianbao looked around and sat on the ground instead. He has been pampered since he was a child, and such a simple chair is naturally not uncommon to sit on.

The old man turned to the sturdy man who had just spoken to him and said, "Water baby, go find something to eat, the guest must be hungry!"

When Shui Wa heard this, her face was a little embarrassed, and she said in a low voice: "Elder......"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Go quickly!"

Shui Wa had no choice but to get up and walk towards the outside of the cave, and the men who followed the old man into the cave still straightened their emaciated waists, not far from Ling Han Tianbao and the others.

The old man said: "The old man's name is Dry Bone, he is the patriarch here, what is your name?"

Ling Han hurriedly got up and arched his hand: "It turned out to be the Dry Bone Patriarch, his name is Ling Han, this is his friend Tianbao, passing by here, there is a lot of trouble!"

A smile appeared on the dry bone's face, and he said softly: "Two little friends, you must not be from here!

When Ling Han heard this, his face couldn't help but turn red, and he said, "Dry Bone Patriarch, please forgive the junior for being rude, the junior is indeed not from here!"

There was still a peaceful smile on the dry bone's face, and he said: "The old man asked you if you came from the 'immortal situation', and you didn't answer, which means that you don't know what the 'immortal situation' is. Therefore, the old man guessed, you must not be from here, if you are from here, how can you not know this 'immortal situation'?"

After hearing this, Ling Han asked, "Dry Bone Patriarch, what is the 'Immortal Bureau'?"

The dry bone stroked the white beard and said, "Little friend, don't ask me first, the old man wants to ask where you come from?"

Ling Han saw that the old man's gaze was gentle, and he had a convincing feeling, so he didn't want to hide it anymore, so he said, "Dry Bone Patriarch, we came from that Wind Chime Island and came here unintentionally, I don't know what kind of place this is?"

As soon as the dry bones heard Ling Han say the words "Wind Chime Island", their whole body trembled, and the men who were gathered around listened to it, and their expressions also changed greatly, and they came together and whispered.

"Wind Chime Island!" Dry Bone repeated, and then sighed and said: "The old man thought that he would never see the people of Wind Chime Island in his life, but he didn't expect that someone could really come here!"

When Tianbao heard this, he seemed to be interested in this place, so he said, "Dry bones, what kind of place is this? Why is it gray everywhere?"

When those men heard Tianbao being so arrogant, there was a look of resentment in their eyes, but the dry bones still smiled and said, "Here, this is the 'Immortal Domain'!"

"Immortal Domain!" Ling Han and Tianbao said at the same time. Although Ling Han and Tianbao had already guessed that this was the "Immortal Domain", they still felt a little surprised from the mouth of the dry bones.

"It's the Immortal Domain!" Dry Bone repeated.

Ling Han calmed down his excitement and asked, "Dry Bone Patriarch, do you know how to return to the Wind Chime Island from here?" Although Ling Han has no place on the island, after all, only by returning to the Wind Chime Island can he accomplish what he wants to do, and Jia Wei and Bai Lang's life and death are unknown, and the Chema Divine Doctor does not know how, only by going back can he relieve the worries in his heart.

Dry Bone sighed and said, "If you knew how to go back to that Wind Chime Island, the old man would have taken his clan back a long time ago!"

"You guys, could it be that you were originally on that Wind Chime Island?" Ling Han asked in surprise.

"That was a long time ago, and we can only say that we are a group of wandering people now, neither the people of the Undead Domain, nor the people of Wind Chime Island!"

At this time, the man named Shuiwa walked into the cave with a clay plate with a gap, and then held the clay pot with both hands to the dry bone.

Dry Bone glanced at the water baby and said, "Give it to the guest!"

Shui Wa was a little reluctant, and she couldn't disobey the patriarch, so she put the pottery plate in front of Ling Han.

When Ling Han saw it, there were two black things on top of the pottery plate, and the shape looked like the nest head eaten by the people at the bottom of the Ling family, but the color of the nest head was much more beautiful than the black thing.

Dry bones said: "We are really poor here, please don't dislike the guests!"

The boy had been looking at Ling Han and seemed to be very interested in Ling Han, but as soon as he saw those two black things, his attention was immediately attracted, and his eyes were staring at the two black things motionlessly.

Ling Han picked up a black thing and handed it to Tianbao. Then I picked up the rest of the thing, and felt that it was very hard, like a stone. Ling Han opened his mouth and took a bite, but it was like biting on a stone, leaving a white mark on the thing, and he didn't bite anything off or taste anything.

Tianbao turned the black thing upside down with his hand, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and then threw it back into the clay pot, making a "dang" sound.

When the water baby saw that Tianbao didn't eat that thing, she was about to have a seizure, but the dry bones immediately glared at him, and the water baby held back the anger in her heart.

Dry bones looked at Ling Han with a smile, as if he was looking at his own child, and seeing that Ling Han didn't bite the thing, he said, "This stone bun is indeed a little hard, you can eat it with a little force!"

The child was also gesturing with his hand, as if telling Ling Han to bite hard. It's just that his saliva has flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

When Ling Han heard this, he bit hard, only to hear a "rattle", and sure enough, he bit off a piece. Ling Han chewed hard, only to feel that the stone bun was really as hard as the name suggested, but the taste was very sour.

Ling Han ate it, but felt a little sweet, after all, this was human food, and it was ten times more delicious than the crow's meat.

Ling Han chewed for a long time, forcibly endured the roughness of the stone bun, swallowed it, and immediately felt like he was stuck in his throat by a fishbone, and even tears were choked.

After seeing it, the elder sighed and said, "A mouthful of stone bun is difficult to swallow, and it turns into tears!"

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