2. The Strange Battlefield Chapter 90 Wang Anguo

For the rest of the people, look at me, and I will look at you.

"Will it be dangerous?" Li Xiaoliu asked cautiously.

"I don't know. Someone shook his head. No one knows what is in this and what will happen.

Lin Xiuwen didn't have so much hesitation. He felt that this was just a gate, and there was no danger. Taking a step back, even if he accidentally dies inside, he is just missing a clone, and the deity can condense a clone at any time, and it will not take much effort.

He stepped into the door of light generously and disappeared.

"No matter what, I'm going to go in and take a look when I'm dead. Hutu gritted his teeth and stepped into the light gate.

"Fight!"

"It's all here, can you go back?"

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After Lin Xiuwen entered, everyone entered one after another.

Lin Xiuwen didn't know this. At this time, he was completely surrounded by white mist, and the white mist was inhaled into his body, and he felt extremely comfortable. He also had doubts, how could the aura here be so much better than the Earth Wasteland and Dragon Domain.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense, and the trees are forested, and he walks leisurely and shuttles between them.

He originally thought that this would also be a cave, but he never thought that this was a small world. Lin Xiuwen was secretly frightened by the methods of this immortal, I am afraid that this Wang Xuan immortal is also an influential existence among the immortals.

Pick up a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and sigh at the abundance here.

"It's really a blessed land of immortals!"

At this moment, a burst of singing came from nowhere.

Lin Xiuwen was a little curious, and followed the song towards the place where the song came from.

After walking half a mile, he saw the true face of the other party's Lushan.

It turned out to be a woodcutter. The woodcutter's sideburns were all white, his face was wrinkled, and he communicated the bridge of his nose and chin, like a blessed man, about seventy or eighty years old.

"The old man is polite!" Lin Xiuwen bowed, facing the old man, he was sincerely respectful.

"What a handsome little Langjun! Where did the little Langjun come from?" the old man heard someone calling, so he hurriedly stopped singing and looked behind him.

I saw a handsome young man standing behind him, bowing down to him, with a generous demeanor that was pleasing to the eye.

"I don't know, I got here inexplicably, I got lost, and I dare to ask my husband where this place is?"

"This is the boundary of Meixian County, and not far away is our Lijia Village. Seeing each other is fate, Xiao Langjun might as well come to my house as a guest first, and it's not too late to go when there is a place to go. The husband was very enthusiastic and invited him to his home.

Lin Xiuwen thought about it carefully, and if he came, he would be safe. This small world is so mysterious, I'm afraid it's not so easy to figure out. It's better to settle down for the time being. So I agreed.

Lin Xiuwen followed behind his father-in-law and followed step by step.

rejected Lin Xiuwen's request to help him pick up firewood, and the old man took care of the firewood by himself, and his pace was steady. He sang songs and walked with cheerful steps. In the old man's singing, there is a certain wonderful rhythm, some kinds of mysteries. It seems to contain the sense of desolation of the vicissitudes of life, and it seems to be the sadness of the broken mountains and rivers of the country, and there is also the pride of serving the country with this growth, such as the hatred of the merchant girl who does not know the death of the country, the regret of singing the flowers in the back garden across the river, the worry of the black clouds crushing the city, and the infinite longing for a better future...... But there is even more wine to meet a confidant with a thousand glasses of joy and surprise......

It's very contradictory, but it's also very harmonious.

Lin Xiuwen was intoxicated by his father-in-law's singing, and when he woke up, he had already arrived at his father-in-law's house. My father-in-law's home is at the foot of the mountain, with seven or eight blue brick houses and four or five thatched huts. The houses were like houses, and beside them lay a small stream, which meandered down the valley, and there were houses that zigzagged between the earth and into the distance......

There is a bamboo forest behind the washer, which is very interesting. If he didn't cultivate immortals, Lin Xiuwen could be regarded as a literati. It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo.

There was a half-acre pond in front of the house, and a low fence was enclosed around the pond, which extended to the house, and enclosed all his house within the fence.

"Uncle, your family is so elegant!"

Xiao Langjun praised it. There should be no boasting. He waved his hand modestly, and praised falsely, but the chrysanthemum-like smile on his face betrayed the pride in his heart.

"Looking at the old man's talk is extraordinary, his demeanor is free and easy, although he is dressed in linen and coarse cloth, but the leaves do not cover the green mountains, the tiles do not cover the light of the moon, the old man really does not look like a woodcutter. More like ......"

"What is it more like?" asked the old man, turning his head and curious.

"It's more like a gentleman who is rich and knowledgeable!"

"Haha...... To tell the truth, I went up the mountain to fetch firewood, but when I had nothing to do, I just had fun chatting. ”

"Haha, wonderful. Dare to ask what the old man is called?"

"The old man is exempt from your surname Wang, and your name is Anguo, Xiao Langjun, you can call me the old man Wang. "Wang Anguo's conversation is extraordinary, and he is extremely open-minded. Lin Xiuwen felt that the other party's state of mind seemed to be more like a monk than he imagined.

Since I practiced, I have been busy all day long, and I am like a slave with a debt, and I can't live in fear all day.

"The old man is really a wonderful person! The kid doesn't dare to make a mistake, so it's better to call the old man Wang Lao. ”

"You kid, temper me with that. You and I might as well be a pair of old friends, I'm older than you, you can call me Lao Wang, haha. Wang Anguo laughed heartily and was extremely happy.

"Don't dare, don't dare, this can't be helped. Lin Xiuwen waved his hand, respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue, how can it be left behind.

Wang Anguo: "......"

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"Since the old man insists on this, the younger generation will have the courage to call the old man the king!"

"Lao Wang!"

"Good, good, good!" Wang Anguo laughed and shouted three times, very happy.

"I've been talking for a long time, and I still don't know what your kid's name is?"

An old king and a boy instantly pulled the distance between the two in.

"I don't want your surname to be Lin, call Xiuwen, Shuangmu Lin, Xiu is the cultivation of the forest and the cultivation of bamboo, and the text is the text of the Wenchen who does not hesitate to die. ”

"Lin Xiuwen. Not bad, good name. Lin boy, I listen to you, you talk extraordinary, you are quite knowledgeable, you must also be a reader?"

"Don't hide it from Lao Wang, I did read some books in my early years, but later my family fell into the middle of the road, and I was forced to make a living, so I had to be confined between firewood, rice, oil and salt, and I couldn't get out. ”

"But it's a pity!" Wang Anguo sighed, as if he remembered something, and said darkly.

"Don't be discouraged. Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles. What's more, the younger generation is still young, and the future is especially promising! You must know that 30 years in Hexi, 30 years in Hedong, don't bully the poor youth!"

"Lao Ji is in the bush, and his ambitions are thousands of miles. Good sentences, good sentences, wonderful ...... Wonderful...... Wonderful...... Wonderful. Wang Anguo was ecstatic as soon as he unloaded the firewood on his back. The dance of the hands and the feet are not enough to express their feelings.

"A good 30-year-old Hexi, 30-year-old Hedong, don't bully the young man to be poor! What an ambitious young man, if he is really ambitious, he is not in his old age! When the old man is in his last years, he can meet such a proud young man like you, it is really a pleasure to live a life, and this life is not in vain!"

"Don't talk nonsense, how can the kid be so boastful of the old king. ”

"A gentleman is quick to say and quick to act, not arrogant or impatient, and your kid will have great achievements in the future. ”

Lin Xiuwen: "......"

"Wine is a thousand cups of confidants, today I have to meet a handsome friend like a little friend, three lives are lucky, when the floating is a big white, comfort life. Come on, come on, sit quietly, and wait for me to order my subordinates to buy three or two side dishes, and have a drink with you, and don't get drunk!"