After walking for a few miles, seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Fan wanted to find a place to rest for the night. It happened that there was a green bamboo forest growing here, and Jiang Fan walked along the official road of the bamboo forest, and happened to see a small town in the depths of the forest.

Coming here, Jiang Fan's eyes are extremely square, only look at the town is not big, but it is not small, look at its scale, you can roughly see hundreds of households, by the mountains and rivers, the field houses can be seen!

This kind of place is generally a place where mortals gather, and few cultivators visit, but it also happens to be a place to spend the night. Thinking of this, Jiang Fan went straight along the dirt path of the town, at this time, the sky was already shining in the west, and many farmers and people in the fields had picked up the crops and began to return along the path.

Seeing that those people's slightly black faces were full of tired sweat, but they couldn't hide the joy of fulfillment, Jiang Fan couldn't help but be stunned, and then felt a burst of emotion in his heart. These people work hard for a day, but they can also have such satisfaction and fulfillment, but they also have the joy of life!

Most of the children in the villages and towns were very early, and when they saw the nineteen-year-old child in the distance, who was riding a ploughing ox to his house with great interest, Jiang was busy and stopped the old man who was following behind the child.

"Uncle please stay, Xiaosheng came from afar, returned to his hometown to visit relatives, passed by the treasure land, I don't know the strange things of people here, now it's dark, Xiaosheng wants to find a place to stay overnight, I don't know if there is an inn in this town and people to spend the night?"

Jiang Fan bowed his hand and asked in a soft voice facing the old man.

When the old man saw that he was white-faced, delicate, and neatly dressed, showing his wealth and luxury, he subconsciously recognized him as a scholar and a distinguished guest in the city, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Son, hurry up and be exempt from courtesy, the old man can't stand the etiquette of nobles, what do you want to know, the old man will answer you, but you must not give heavy salutes again!"

At first glance, the old man is a farmer, covered in cheap coarse cloth clothes, his face is yellow, and the wrinkles are piled up, looking extremely old, but he is full of simplicity and sincerity, and gives people a kind and good impression everywhere.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Fan immediately had a good impression, just because this kind of person is the best to get along with, they don't know much scheming, they have something to say, and they are quick to speak. In contrast, those who are high above are much more hypocritical and contrived.

"Uncle doesn't have to be restrained, you are the elder, I am the teenager, you can naturally accept this gift!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.

Hearing this, the old man's face was happy, and his cloudy old eyes were a little brighter. If he is respected by nobles, he is extremely happy, but people like them, born lowly, meet and act with superior people on weekdays, they must be a head shorter, he has long been used to it, and he did not expect that he would be so respected by this young man now.

"Childe can call the old man Zhang Tie, this place is commonly known as forgettable, because of the fall in the town, there are no merchants to stay here to shop in the store, so until now there is no inn opened, but if the son does not give up, you can stay at the old man's house!"

Seeing that this old man was so enthusiastic, Jiang Fan smiled, and then opened his mouth to agree, "Then there is Uncle Lao Zhang!"

He just wanted to find a place to spend the night, and as for where to spend it, Jiang Fan didn't have many requirements. Although he had never been here, he also knew that it should not be far to go to Jinlin, and he could wait until dawn tomorrow before setting off on his way.

After all, these days, he and Xue Xiangying have been traveling day and night, although they are not tired, but they have also fallen behind in cultivation, and tonight is just the opportunity to deepen cultivation and consolidation, so he naturally will not miss it.

So, Jiang Fan next, followed the old man towards the town, along the way, the little boy riding the ploughing ox looked at him curiously and fearfully, Jiang Fan saw that although his face was slightly dark, his eyebrows and eyes looked upright and abnormal, presumably his parents should also be good-looking people.

"This is Zhang Zhiyuan, the grandson of the old man, who is a naughty little ghost on weekdays, but at this time he is afraid of being quiet, but he makes the son laugh!"

At this time, the old man saw Jiang Fanzheng looking at the grandson on the back of the cow, and couldn't help but hurriedly introduce with a smile.

After speaking, he slapped the child with the wooden stick in his hand, and scolded with a smile: "You little tiger cub, don't hurry up and drive the cow back, remember to ask Xinyue to prepare more dinner!"

The boy stuck out his tongue and spit out, his little face was full of wit and mischievousness, and he immediately grabbed the ploughing ox on the back of the ploughing ox, and the old ox seemed to receive the message and understood the meaning, but he really quickened his speed, trotted forward, and in a short time he got into the town and disappeared.

Seeing that the old cow was so proficient in human nature, and he knew the master's meaning with just one action, Jiang Fan couldn't help but be amazed, such a mortal domesticated beast, without being trained by the aura of heaven and earth, actually had such a mastery of spirituality, it was really amazing.

"Little Brother Zhang is so clever and sensible, it can be regarded as an old man's good fortune!" Jiang Fan smiled lightly, looked at the old man and said slowly. When the old man heard this, he was proud and proud, although his grandson was a little naughty on weekdays, he was really obedient and sensible, which really made him suffer less from educating people.

Seeing that the old man was very useful to what he said, Jiang Fan was curious, and suddenly continued to ask: "I don't know where his parents are still there, why is the old man the only one who comes out to plow the fields and clean up the crops?"

But what Jiang Fan didn't expect was that these words made the old man smile back, and he began to feel a little sad, only to hear him sigh slowly, and then said: "The old man married too late when he was young, and his wife left early, so when he is old, he only goes around his knees and inherits the incense." In spite of this, the heavens still did not favor my poor son, and I was left alone with my daughter-in-law to take care of my two poor grandchildren, and in the end, she also became ill from hard work, and soon went with her husband!"

On the old man's almost twilight countenance, which was full of endless pain and regret at this time, Jiang Fan was deeply infected, a little touched, and said very apologetically: "It's the fault of the old man, and the old man's sadness shouldn't be touched!"

Seeing him blame himself, the old man hurriedly waved his hand, "How can the old man have a saying, how can this be your fault, these old things have been with the old man for a lifetime, even if the son does not mention it, every day and night, the old man will think about it alone! Alas! Just think about it, how much is useless, now the old man is in the loess half, I don't know when it will end, the most worrying thing is my two grandchildren, if it really comes to that day, when they are helpless, where should they go!"

This is the only obsession in the old man's heart, over the years, he is still there, and he can protect them from being bullied, but in this life, when the time comes to an end, at that point, without his protection, the huge world, people's hearts are sinister, and I don't know if they can survive.

Jiang Fan saw that the old man was sad in his heart, but he didn't say anything, although he felt sad about these things, he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't make any promises to the old man, after all, he himself was still uncertain about life and death all the way to cultivation, let alone let the two little teenagers with him, that was not to save them, but to harm them!