Country road with earth on both sides.

As the New Year approaches, several heavy snowfalls have draped the earth in a thick white coat and the surrounding trees are bare.

It is only when spring arrives that the earth is rejuvenated.

Ye Qinglan sat on a clean boulder and asked helplessly, "Are you sure that guy will arrange his hiding place here?"

They had been out looking for five days and had found nothing, but the town had gone quite a bit.

It's not that she's impatient, but she just feels that if she goes on like this, I'm afraid that nothing will be gained.

Nangong Xuan said: "I'm not sure, but I can't rule out this possibility, so I can only use this stupid method."

After he finished speaking, he got up from the ground, clapped his hands, and a chubby snowman in front of him was piled up by him.

After that, Nangong Xuan flipped his palm, took out a carrot that he didn't know where he got it, and inserted it into the snowman's face to make a nose.

Then he took out a small bucket and used it as the snowman's hat, and inserted a branch on each side as the snowman's hands.

Ye Qinglan looked at Nangong Xuan speechlessly, all the way, in the past five days, every time they went to a place, Nangong Xuan would build a snowman.

I don't know why he has such a soft spot for building snowmen.

Two days later, Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan came to a place called Yangqu Village, which was obviously extremely dilapidated and sparsely populated, with only a few families in Liao Liao.

At the east end of the village, there is also a crooked-necked tree on which a crow stands.

Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan came to the house closest to them, and it was an old man who opened the door.

The old man was very surprised by the arrival of Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan, but he still opened the door and let them in.

The old man's family is not rich, just a small earthen house, the old man is very warm to entertain Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan, and poured them two cups of boiling water.

"There's nothing to entertain at home, don't mind."

Ye Qinglan helped the old man to the seat and sat down, and said softly: "Old man, don't be busy, we don't need anything."

The old man smiled and asked, "Child, why did you come here?"

What a warm scene, Nangong Xuan couldn't help but pouted in his heart.

The old man is a real uncle, but the child is not necessarily a real child.

This old man looks like he is about seventy years old, if you really want to compare, it is estimated that Ye Qinglan is only a lot older than the old man.

Even as a genius cultivator, it is impossible to become a supreme in his twenties.

He is an exception, take Yuan Yulong as an example, the head of the Eight Kings of the Tongtian Ancient Road, the demonic figure among the geniuses, and now it is estimated that he has only only turned to the Wheel Realm to cultivate.

Ye Qinglan is now a Supreme Realm cultivator, even if she is not a hundred years old, at least she is eighty or ninety years old.

It's even bigger than Li Junning.

Of course, cultivators don't care about age.

Nangong Xuan casually found a reason: "Uncle, I came to wander around, and I came over when I accidentally saw the village."

"Why are there so many people in our village? Why isn't your child at home? ”

The old man sighed: "It turned out that there were a lot of people in the village, but later the young people felt that there was nothing to do in the village, so they all went outside."

"Now there are only a few of us old people left in the village."

Nangong Xuan nodded, knowing in his heart.

The old man continued: "We have lived in the village since we were children, and we have long been rooted here, and we are old and do not want to move, so we have been guarding the village."

"When one day our old guys are gone, it is estimated that the village will be completely gone."

Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were filled with tears.

Obviously, the old man has feelings for the village, otherwise he would not have stayed here all the time.

Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan sighed secretly, they couldn't do anything about this kind of thing.

Nangong Xuan changed the subject: "Uncle, is there anything interesting here?"

The old man wiped a handful of tears, and even said that he smiled, and smiled: "What can be interesting in this poor and remote place, otherwise the village would not become like this."

The old man seemed to think of something, and hurriedly whispered: "But you must pay attention, there is a ruined temple in the west of the village, don't go there."

"I don't know when the ruined temple was built, it has been said to be ominous since I can remember, and in the early years, people often died tragically in the ruined temple."

"So don't go there, if you really don't have a place to stay, you can spend the night at my house."

Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan glanced at each other, and sure enough, here, it seems that the emperor really lives up to his wishes.

Nangong Xuan smiled slightly, chatted with the old man for a while, and then got up to say goodbye to the old man.

The old man tried his best to keep it, wanting Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan to stay for a light meal, but Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan did not agree.

In the end, the old man kept sending Nangong Xuan and them more than a mile away, and only then was Nangong Xuan and them persuaded to go back.

Before leaving, he still did not forget to remind Nangong Xuan that they should not go to the broken temple.

After the old man left, Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan went straight to the location of the broken temple.

It didn't take long for Nangong Xuan and the others to come to the location of the ruined temple, which was in tatters like the ruined temple they had encountered before.

The wall on the west side has collapsed for more than half, and the entire ruined temple is in a crumbling state, and it is estimated that even if they don't come, this ruined temple won't last long.

And the statue enshrined in the temple is also a humanoid statue, but because of its age, the statue has not only faded, but even an arm is missing.

Nangong Xuan glanced around and said with a smile: "We'll be here tonight."

Ye Qinglan said: "Are you sure he will appear?" If you want me to say that it will ruin this place directly, it will be a hundred. ”

Nangong Xuan didn't think so: "That's so boring, the secret technique I learned from the old ghost with great difficulty hasn't been used yet, so why should I show it."

Ye Qinglan shook her head helplessly and didn't say anything more.

Nangong Xuan removed the doors and windows of the broken temple, and then made a bonfire to make the broken temple a little warmer.

Ye Qinglan looked at Nangong Xuan, who was busy with work, and shook her head speechlessly again.

They are already cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm, and this guy has never used source qi to resist the wind and cold, so he has to use this primitive method.

After finishing these, Nangong Xuan took out two chairs from the Qiankun ring, got some tea, and gave it to Ye Qinglan.

The two of them drank tea and roasted the campfire while chatting at the same time.

Before you know it, night falls, the moon hangs in the sky, and bright stars appear in the sky.

It was as if tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were silently staring at the earth.

In the middle of the night, a sudden gust of wind swept through, followed by a puff of black smoke pouring out of the statue.

Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan, who were cultivating with their eyes closed, opened their eyes suddenly.

A piercing voice came, but before the words were finished, it stopped abruptly: "Quack, there is fresh food again......"