Fang Zhongjin saw that Ah Xiang and Lu'er were both gluttonous, while the woodcutter and the village woman were eating the food on the table like a whirlwind. He was hesitant in his heart, but no matter how he looked at it, the couple were ordinary mountain people, relying on men and women to weave for a living, and everything in this mountain was like a picture of a paradise. Could it really be that they were thinking too much about it? Maybe it's just an ordinary little village. Finally, he couldn't help the pleading eyes of the deer and the villager, and nodded at them.

When the two little ones saw Fang Zhongjin agreeing, they happily thanked the woodcutter and his wife, and also crowded around the table to eat. Both of them had been climbing the mountain for a long time, and they were a hundred times hungrier than usual. At this time, I ate the rice again, although the rice looked shriveled and yellowed, and it was mixed with the rice husk and had not been cleaned. The two of them felt that the rice was fragrant, and the wild vegetables were also delicious, not to mention the fragrant roast rabbit meat. Fang Zhongjin also thanked the woodcutter, picked up a pair of dishes and chopsticks and ate with them.

These meals, which were more than enough for the woodcutter and his wife, were now eaten by five people, and they were immediately swept clean. Ah Xiang has already licked the bottom of the bowl, and he still looks like he is not full, thinking about not nibbling on two dry cakes to cushion his stomach?

The woman packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to wash, and Lu'er was embarrassed to eat other people's food for nothing, so she also went over to help. The woodcutter took Fang Zhongjin and Ah Xiang to the courtyard under the grape trellis to enjoy the shade. The pergola is lush with foliage, and under the pergola are two bamboo deck chairs and a few small bamboo benches. It can be seen that it was all made by the woodcutter himself. The sun and moon in the mountains are easy to pass, and after dinner, there is nothing else to worry about except to rest and enjoy the coolness. The three of them sat under the shed and chatted casually.

At this time, the mountain breeze is soft, and the sky will not be too late, and the white clouds will drift over the valley leisurely. The crescent moon gradually came to its fore. A few stars had risen into the sky, but they seemed so close to them that they could reach out and pluck one.

After Ah Xiang was full, he fell asleep a little and lay down in a bamboo recliner. The woodcutter and Fang Zhongjin gossiped commonly, and he occasionally interjected a few words. As I listened, I gradually breathed heavily, and I stopped talking, probably asleep.

Lu'er walked out of the kitchen with wet hands, sat down next to Fang Zhongjin with a smile, and said, "This place is really leisurely and quiet, if only I could really live here for the rest of my life." ”

When Fang Zhongjin heard this, he suddenly sighed in his heart, he was really physically and mentally exhausted when he came all the way here. If you can forget all the grievances and responsibilities, forget your hometown Ninghai, forget the oath to find Liu Xiongtian, and spend the rest of your life in the mountains like this, how happy and comfortable it will be.

The woodcutter chatted with them, "Aren't you dolls from this mountain?"

Fang Zhongjin nodded, smiled and said, "We are not from this mountain, so we will get lost." ”

The woodcutter said, "If you really like it here, why don't you stay here?" It's a great place to live. ”

If she can really spend her life in this mountain with Brother Jin, just like the woodcutter and his wife, then she will have no regrets in this life.

Fang Zhongjin suddenly shook his head and said, "This mountain is indeed a rare and good place, but unfortunately I still have a lot of things to do." For example, I have a good friend, and now his life and death are uncertain, and I always have to find him. ”

He suddenly stopped tempting, turned to the woodcutter and said, "I wonder if Uncle knows about the Worms, or has there been any wizards from this mountain who can use the Worms?"

When the woodcutter heard this, his face stiffened, and he said in a deep voice: "After entering our Xining Village, no one can leave the mountain alive." That's why the outsiders call us the village of the dead. Now that you're in, don't even think about going out. Suo Sex thinks about all that mess again. Tomorrow I will discuss with the village chief and ask the strong men of the village to help and build you another house. Stay here. ”

After saying this, Fang Zhongjin and Lu'er were shocked, and even Ah Xiang woke up in fright.

Fang Zhongjin looked at this inconspicuous woodcutter vigilantly, and asked coldly, "Uncle, what do you mean?"

The woodcutter still had such a cold expression, and said, "I said that you will never be able to go out again, so stay in peace." No one in our village has ever been able to get out, and no one has been in for decades. You new young people are most needed to spread out the branches and leaves of the village. You young men and women are so beautiful, and it couldn't have come at the right time. He said these words one by one, as if he were talking about this year's crop.

And when Fang Zhongjin and the three of them heard this, their hearts seemed to be rolled up in a stormy wave.

Fang Zhongjin was the first to think that the food might be poisoned. But there is no abnormality in his body at this time, a little luck, the true qi is also running freely in the body, and he even feels that the internal breath is stronger and stronger than in the past. He stood up and looked at the woodcutter coldly, feeling that there was no numbness or weakness in his hands and feet. Fang Zhongjin showed a cold look on his face and said, "I don't know how you want to keep us, uncle?"

The woodcutter stared at the night sky in a daze, his eyes full of resignation. He said lightly: "It's not that I want to keep you, it's God who wants to keep all of us." In the past, there was also a person who wanted to escape, and he was also a smart and martial artist, but now I am afraid that he has long become a handful of loess in this mountain. As for the thirty-year-old beggar friend you mentioned, he may be the bloody man lying in the wormhole, but he must have become a dead man by now. ”

When Fang Zhongjin heard this, his heart beat wildly, Liu Xiongtian was really here! He shouted, "Where is the entrance of the Immortal Worm Cave?"

The woodcutter finally looked up at him, and with some anger in his eyes, he said, "You can't go. As long as you don't leave here, you can always live to old age and die with peace of mind. I went to the cave, but there was only one way to die. The lives of the three of you are no longer your own, you know, this is the village!" he said, pointing to the deer, "and this doll must first have a child with the boy of the village. He pointed to Fang Zhongjin again, "You must also let the women in the village get pregnant first." ”

Fang Zhongjin snorted coldly, he didn't know what he was doing, so he deliberately said: "If I insist on breaking out, even if the men in your village go together, can they still keep me?"

The woodcutter snorted and said, "I can't stop you." But will you never drink water again? Now you have all eaten the food of the mountains, and if you do not drink the water of the mountain stream that is unique here, your whole body will itch and swell until you catch yourself like the bloody man. It's rare that you all have good skins, so you don't care?"