Quiescence.

Deathly silence.

In the hall, Liang Xingyang looked at the young man in front of him, a large group of grass and mud horses galloped in his mind, and his heart was more than a groove that could be described.

This place should not be stayed for long.

Gotta go.

Liang Xingyang made a decision immediately, and arched his hand towards Cangfuzi and Jiang Lianshan, "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong room, say goodbye." ”

After speaking, he didn't dare to stop for a moment, and turned around and walked out directly.

However, he was still too young, he had just taken a step, and there was already a tall and thin figure in front of him, and the cangfuzi blocked his way, stroked his beard and asked, "Little lamb, where do you want to go?" ”

Liang Xingyang raised his eyelids and said expressionlessly: "Go back to the thatched house." ”

Cang Fuzi paused, looked at Liang Xingyang carefully, saw that he seemed to be safe, was silent for a few seconds, turned his head to Jiang Lianshan and said: "Xiao Lianshan, I still have important matters to discuss with Xiao Yang, you take the book back to the room to rest first." ”

Jiang Lianshan responded very meekly.

Although the bookworm is sick, but the size of the adult is there, although Jiang Lianshan used his strength to feed, he can only barely support half of the bookworm's body, his little face is red, and he stumbles and drags the bookworm out.

Seeing this scene, Cangfuzi spoke again, "Xiao Qi, can you please help me and send the book back with Xiao Lianshan?" ”

Xiao Qi didn't speak, his eyes wandered between Liang Xingyang and Jiang Lianshan for a few seconds, and silently stepped forward to support the bookworm.

Before leaving, she raised her eyelids and glanced at Kurafuzi.

Cangfuzi noticed her gaze, and looked sideways slightly, his eyes deep.

Xiao Qi was stunned, quickly retracted his gaze, and Jiang Lianshan held one of the bookworm's arms, and helped the bookworm out of the main hall.

After Jiang Lianshan, the bookworm and Xiao Qi all left, Cangfuzi looked at Liang Xingyang again.

"Lamb."

Looking at the young man in front of him, although he was dressed in coarse linen, he could not hide his handsome eyebrows and handsome face, Cang Fuzi lowered his eyes slightly, "Are you Xiaolianshan dissatisfied?" ”

Liang Xingyang sneered in his heart, but said lightly: "I don't know him, why are I dissatisfied?" But what do you want to do to fool me with the gimmick of treasures? ”

As the saying goes, with great hope comes great disappointment. How much Liang Xingyang was looking forward to the treasure before, how angry he is now.

I thought there were really rare treasures to inherit, where could I imagine that it was a refreshing feeling of skipping the manufacturing process, cough cough, no, it was a sense of accomplishment, I liked to be a father as a virgin, and I had two more cheap sons on the spot-

One is very normal, but he is still young and has no ability to live independently; A seemingly normal, but in fact physically and mentally unhealthy and powerless, is no different from a wasted person.

No matter how you look at it, these two people are complete oil bottles, and no one can get a good deal.

Now it seems that since the beginning of promoting himself to become a village guard, these people in Barren Mountain Village are sacrificing him, making the whole village happy, and looking for him to be a pick-up man!

These people are very bad, very bad!

Liang Xingyang can be regarded as having thoroughly seen the sinister intentions of the villagers.

Thinking that he was an innocent young man being toyed with by them, and a pure little heart was ravaged to pieces, he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

Fortunately, the remaining reason kept reminding him that even if he had an anger bonus, he couldn't beat anyone in the village at all, and he couldn't hurt a single hair of the other party, but he had a great possibility of dying without a whole body, so he barely controlled the power of the desolation in his body, and chose to move his mouth without doing it with a gentleman's style.

"That's not true." Cang Fuzi said with a smile: "Each child is a unique treasure in the hearts of his parents and elders, why do you want to say a gimmick?" Now that the villagers and I have given you Uncle Nong's treasure, shouldn't you be happy? ”

Cangfuzi frowned slightly, as if he remembered something, and wondered: "Could it be that Xiao Qi said something?" ”

After a pause, without waiting for Liang Xingyang to speak, he said again: "Your little maid is not a good thing, you must not trust her." ”

At first, when he heard Cangfuzi's words, Liang Xingyang thought he had seen something, and his chest jumped suddenly, but the next second he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "If you don't believe her, do you believe you?" ”

But he didn't want to, in the face of his ridicule, Cang Fuzi not only didn't get angry, but nodded solemnly, "You should really believe us, at least we won't harm you." ”

Yes, yes, it doesn't hurt anyone, it's just that he likes to be a father, and he has two more cheap sons to raise.

I really think I'm sending my son Guanyin. Liang Xingyang complained silently in his heart.

Seeing Liang Xingyang's disapproving face, Cang Fuzi sighed slightly, and simply opened it up, throwing a bombshell news at him, "As a person in the future, haven't you noticed that something is wrong?" ”

Liang Xingyang was startled, and shouted in his heart, his eyes widened, and for a moment he wondered if he had heard it wrong, "What future person?" What you're talking about, I don't understand at all. ”

Looking at the frightened and panicked young man in front of him, Cang Fuzi stroked his beard, but did not directly puncture his pretending to be confused, but beckoned him to sit down, giving him a short time to calm down, and then said slowly: "When did the little sheep come to the barren mountain village?" ”

Liang Xingyang was stunned and replied, "Half a month ago, today is the sixteenth day. ”

Cang Fuzi bowed his head slightly and said, "Listen to Ah Pan, you have been pestering him to find out the news of the outside world during this time. ”

Liang Xingyang did not deny it, "Hmm. In his heart, he secretly scolded: "Okay, you thick eyebrows and big eyes!" In vain, I thought you were an honest man, but I didn't expect to be a pig and a tiger! ”

"What did you find out?" Kurafuzi asked with a smile.

Catching a glimpse of the smile on Cangfuzi's lips, Liang Xingyang was expressionless and too lazy to say anything.

He has been here for half a month, and in order to make a living, he is basically plowing the ground, and the time he can spend every day to explore what dynasty he is in is really pitiful.

Basically, he didn't know anything about the era he lived in, except for the fact that this was not the Qing Dynasty from the villagers' clothes and the fact that he was not half-bald.

It wasn't until yesterday that there was a major breakthrough, and it was inferred from Akua and Fuxi that they had probably traveled back to ancient times.

The resentment on his face was so obvious that Cangfuzi couldn't help but laugh, "It seems that nothing has been found." I wonder if the lamb is interested in listening to the old man tell a story? ”

Obviously laughing, Liang Xingyang smelled an unusual sense of solemnity from it, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart-

The other party is preparing for a showdown. Doesn't that mean that the more he knows, the faster he will die?!

"I didn't ......"

However, Cangfuzi didn't give him a chance to say no, and said to himself: "Actually, Xiaoyang can also see that something is wrong, the villagers of Barren Mountain Village are actually not from the same period and generation......

Liang Xingyang: "...... Sorry, I didn't see it. ”

He is a historical scumbag, and he knows that Ah Pan (Pangu), Brother Xi (Fuxi), Cangfuzi (Cangjie), and Ah Kua (Kuafu) belong to the characters of the ancient period, all rely on the mythological stories he saw when he was young, and it is really remarkable. It was difficult for him to distinguish between the specific years and times in which they lived.

Kurafuzi who inadvertently blew himself up: "......"