The two walked side by side, and after passing the town gate, the strange thing was that those yamen guards did not stop them, but when they saw that it was the old fisherman passing through the door, they were silent, and they were so frightened that they avoided their eyes, so they just let them go.

Although Yuan Hao was full of doubts, he was also a lot more relieved, if he wanted to let Vientiane Weizhizhu ask again, it would be difficult to ensure that this time his mouth slipped and what stuffing was revealed, it would be very bad.

They walked to the outskirts of Fuxian Town, and soon saw a large poplar forest, and there was a thin road in the forest, which was only enough for one person to pass.

The old fisherman walked first, Yuan Hao followed behind, and kept looking left and right, those poplar forests were getting closer and closer to the path, the path was getting narrower and narrower, and the dense branches and leaves were overwhelmingly covered, becoming the shade of the path, which was very special.

Yuan Hao looked up, a gust of wind happened to blow, the poplar forest made a rustling sound, the lush shade danced with it, the green shade swayed, and the surroundings seemed to be darkened.

After walking for a while, suddenly felt a bright light shooting, suddenly opened up in front of me, only to see that the poplar forest is a hinterland, there is a clear mountain stream trickling down from the mountainside on one side, there is a circle of small flower beds next to the stream, the center is two green bamboo houses, the style is simple, the bamboo house on the left is smaller, there are several large water tanks by the door, the right bamboo house is larger, the bamboo door is empty in the house.

The old fisherman poured the fish, shrimp, and shellfish in the fish basket into the big tank, and poured the green turtle in Yuan Hao's small fish basket into another tank. There's not much to entertain in this Burrow, but I would like to invite you to a cup of tea. 」

Yuan Hao originally came to help out of his temper, but once the matter was over, he had no intention of staying for a long time, so he repeatedly excused himself. But the old fisherman insisted on keeping the people down, and he thought that it would be rude to refuse any longer, so he had to nod his head and agree.

The old fisherman's face was wrinkled, and he took out two stools with a smile, and went into the house to prepare tea.

As soon as Yuan Hao sat down, he couldn't help but be curious, and looked at the hinterland, and after a while, his eyes went straight to the big house on the right. In fact, as soon as he entered this poplar forest, he was very concerned about the big bamboo house, and faintly, he only felt that there was something in the big house that attracted him.

I saw that the big bamboo house was covered with a bamboo door, although the front could not see the inside, you could look at the small bamboo house, and you could vaguely see the furnishings in the house, but I saw that there were several paintings, a bed, and a simple makeup dowry in the big bamboo house, at first glance, it seemed to be the room of a lady of the boudoir.

When the time passed, the old fisherman brought tea, and the old man urinated with me and chatted casually.

The old fisherman saw Ruida, like a strange book of ancient and modern times, saying anything can lead people to be curious, one moment to say the legend of the secret, one time to talk about the mysterious creatures in the forest of the Western Regions, and one time to talk about the things in the Western Regions and further west, Yuan Hao is still young, he is very interested in such wonderful and interesting things, and he should be so happy to listen to it.

When the old fisherman said a paragraph, he took a sip of hot tea and suddenly said, "Little fellow, you are not a Fu Immortal, where did you come from?"

Yuan Hao was about to drink tea, but he was taken aback by this question, his hand shook, and the teacup almost fell. He hurriedly caught the teacup, but the tea had already been spilled all over the floor, but fortunately the hot tea did not spill on his feet.

He didn't expect to be asked about this, his face tightened, and he said, "I...... I ......."

The old fisherman smiled faintly and said, "Don't be nervous, the old man is just curious, we Fu Immortal people all know that the Fu Immortal Turtle is not gold and silver, where can it be worth how many martial coins?"

Yuan Hao was wary and said secretly: "Suffer, it turned out that I asked the turtle about it at that time, and it revealed a big flaw. With a turn of his mind, he wanted to change the topic, but it can be seen that the other party is always smiling, and his white face is kind and calm, and his indifferent behavior is really a little similar to the grandfather of the owner of Yinghai Island, and most of the vigilance in his heart has disappeared inexplicably.

He couldn't help but say, "Indeed, as the old man said, the younger generation is not an immortal. 」

As soon as he said this, he reacted immediately, and was shocked, and thought anxiously: "It's over, it's over! Yuan Hao, Yuan Hao, are you brainstorming? You, you usually like to blackmail others, when did you not tell the truth, but you just told the truth at this time?"

The old fisherman was also slightly stunned, he didn't expect Yuan Hao to tell the truth.

Yuan Hao knew very well that he and Du Zheng didn't have much martial arts foundation, and they no longer had a life-saving pill, so from now on, they should be cautious and fearful, and they must not be strong. And the matter of the judge's gavel has already made most people in the Martial Law Dao Alliance hate it, and because of this, they must not show any more flaws.

Thinking of this, he silently became vigilant again, and only then did he accidentally say that he missed his mouth, so that the old fisherman could see the flaw, but fortunately he didn't say where he was from, and only answered the question of whether he was a Fu Xian, and he still had a heart.

The old fisherman didn't speak, but looked over quietly, took a sip of tea, and didn't say a word for a long time. The faint smile on his face was getting deeper and more obvious.

Yuan Hao was so uncomfortable by him that he felt his heart pounding, and for some reason he was a little anxious and unbearable, and it was difficult to hold his temper.

Although this poplar forest is not far from Fuxian Town, but the green shade path is narrow and difficult to walk, and the forest is secluded, it is already inaccessible, at this time neither of them spoke, only the sound of wild birds came from the distant green mountains in their ears, and it was even more lonely.

For Yuan Hao, the current situation is extremely embarrassing, and it is a hundred times more painful than forcing him to practice martial arts.

After another tea time, the old fisherman finally spoke: "Little fellow, if you have nothing to do these days, do you want to catch turtles with the old man?"

Yuan Hao was slightly stunned, and said, "Catching turtles? Yes, the deceitful aunt only said that she could catch a hundred turtles, and she didn't say that she couldn't catch turtles alone. Can...... But I don't know how long I'll stay in Fuxian Town, I don't know if I will leave tonight, tomorrow, or next month, we all rush to leave, we have to go, and no one knows how long we can stay. I promised the old man that he disappeared afterwards, although no one would know, but it was also a big dishonesty. 」

For martial artists, the deeper the enlightenment, the higher the cultivation, the life span can naturally not be compared with ordinary people, ten years of time, not long, short and not short, no one knows when the martial arts will assign the Dao League to search vigorously, if the Great Song Dynasty and Dali royal families are also involved, there will be enemies in all directions, Yuan Hao and the only ones who can be trusted are each other, so they must not just stay in the same place.

Yuan Hao thought of this, his face showed apologies, and said, "Grandpa, the juniors are ......" He was about to say, "The juniors are entangled in trivial matters and don't help each other, and I am really ashamed. But he couldn't say anything.

I saw that the old fisherman had already gotten up and said, "If you are willing to help, the old man will be very grateful." As he spoke, he took out a space ring from his arms, and he actually took out a large handful of white flower martial coins.

Yuan Hao stared at the white martial coins, remembering that his three million martial arts coins were all competing to pay off the debts first, and his heart was very bitter, now his sleeves were empty, and there was not a dime left, and he would live somehow in the future.

But Yuan Hao hated villains who didn't talk the most in his life, and besides, the old fishermen were all very old, living in such a humble house, these martial arts coins might be the wealth of the family that he had worked hard to save for many years, how could he be at ease? After thinking about it, he still couldn't bear the pain: "Old man, the younger generation really has no choice. 」

The old fisherman's mouth said "Oh", and he said with no surprise, "You really can't help?" When he said this, his tone was raised, and there was a faint look of joy in his wise eyes, and the smile on his face became mysterious.

His reaction was beyond Yuan Hao's expectations.

The old fisherman said, "That's it, there is no need to refuse the old man now, it is not too late to catch a hundred fish. After saying this, he put his hands behind his back, turned around and went into the house, and said, "Little fellow, you wait a while. 」

Although Yuan Hao felt strange in his heart, he still waited quietly, and after a while, the old fisherman took out a roll of dark green painting scrolls.

The back of the scroll paper is already yellowed, and the edge of the paper is slightly wrinkled, which is obviously old.

The old fisherman took the scroll, his white face showed a look of remembrance, and said softly: "This is a painting that the old man has treasured for more than 20 years, and I am usually reluctant to take it out. 」

Yuan Hao's eyes rolled and he understood, stared straight at the big bamboo house, and asked, "Grandpa, can there be people living in that big house?"

The old fisherman laughed slightly, and said, "Yes, the old man and granddaughter live in that big house. 」

Yuan Hao said in his heart: "Yes, yes, if it weren't for that, how could there be women's supplies? Then again, the little fairy building man, the Miss Mozhu, and the old grandfather and granddaughter, could it be that this person who caress immortals, all of them love to paint?" and remembering that Miss Mozhu, I became more and more helpless in my heart, I was greedy for sugar and fun, and I missed the great opportunity to find Miss Mozhu in vain, who should I blame?

I saw that the old fisherman carefully took off the thin rope on the painting scroll, and as soon as the painting scroll was opened, the next moment, Yuan Hao felt a momentum of the Yangtze River, and rushed straight towards him, and couldn't help but gasp.