Chapter seven hundred and eighty third oil exhausted lamp dry
One sentence made several people dumbfounded, and the other party discovered the clue before they could do anything. What a master this is!
But the centenarian old man in front of him was completely an ordinary person, without any aura of spiritual practice.
unless…
Unless he is a master of concealment, they cannot detect it.
Even Sun Renyi, who had seen strong winds and waves, was speechless at this time and kept stroking his mustache to relieve the embarrassment.
Finally, Wan Yanfeng took the initiative and asked, "Grandpa, why do you say that?"
The other party smiled slightly, coughed twice and said: "The skin of climbers is dark, their hands are rough, and they cannot stand straight. You...hehe...you have fair faces and weak bodies, even though you are wearing a suit
, but you are definitely not climbers.”
The friends widened their eyes and looked at each other, realizing that what the other said seemed to make sense.
Zhang Xiaosheng said quickly: "A few of us have just recently started to enjoy the scenery and exercise, so...old man, your eyes are really sharp!"
"Haha, yes."
"Yes, yes"
"That's right, that's right."
Several people stood there laughing awkwardly, feeling like fools being seen through.
"Forget it, forget it, you can do whatever you like, it has nothing to do with me." The old man waved his hand and said.
"Uh...Grandpa, how old are you this year? It looks like you are...seventy years old?" Wan Yanfeng accompanied her with a smile.
"Seventy? Hehe, I am ninety-five this year, and my eyebrows are already buried in the soil." The old man smiled.
"Ninety-five? How is this...possible! Grandpa, you can't lie to others! You can't tell it no matter what!" Wan Yanfeng exclaimed.
The friends looked at her in admiration. Although Wanyanfeng knew the other party's age, she still complimented her so much. Her communication skills were average.
"Haha, I'm just working hard, not just waiting to die, so that's all." The old man nodded with satisfaction.
"It's simply unbelievable! You are still in this state at ninety-five! Most people will be old after they are seventy years old. You are really... like a fairy!" Wan Yanfeng continued to hold it.
"What a god... Haha... I'm just a hunter. I've been hunting all my life. Now I'm not allowed to use a gun anymore. I'm getting older, so I haven't done it for a long time." The old man smiled bitterly.
"Hunter, you must be familiar with the mountains nearby." Yu Xiaolong deliberately guided the conversation.
"I know how many trees, grass, and ant nests there are in the nearby places, which are hundreds of miles away! It's just that I'm old now and my brain is not working well." The old man shook his head and sighed.
"Uh...then do you know where there is a place worth visiting in the mountains?" Yu Xiaolong asked tentatively.
"Mountains are a gift from God. Everywhere is worth visiting. Every mountain is different.
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You need to find the story yourself." The old man looked into the distance and murmured.
The poetic words once again shocked the friends. Logically speaking, he should not be highly educated. But now he can say such words, which is a huge contrast.
Suddenly, the old man turned his head and looked at them and asked: "You are here to ask about the ghost village, right?"
The friends were completely stunned, and everything they were thinking was clearly seen by the other party.
"Uh... this... haha." Yu Xiaolong didn't know what to say, so he could only stand there and giggle.
"That was a drunken joke among friends many years ago. I don't know how it happened, but it became true. People have always asked me over the years, but it's really... ugh!" The old man frowned.
"Ah?" Zhang Xiaosheng opened his mouth.
"Old man, how many years have you not hunted?" Sun Renyi avoided the topic.
"I... um... I must have been twenty years old, and I'm not allowed to use a shotgun anymore. Then I set the shotgun, haha~ Although it was a bit more troublesome, I still gained something. Now that I'm older, my legs and feet are no longer good. Last time I set the shotgun.
It was probably...five years ago." The old man said calmly.
"Then you must have encountered many things while hunting in your life," Sun Renyi said with a smile.
"Indeed, I have seen too many things, and they all happened a long time ago." The old man said slowly, looking at the sky.
"Grandpa, are you the only one who lives here?" Wan Yanfeng asked with concern.
"I'm ninety-five years old. My wife and several children are gone, and I have no other descendants. Alas." The old man shook his head.
"Uh... I'm sorry." Wan Yanfeng said with aggrieved face.
Yu Xiaolong whispered a few words into Zhang Xiaosheng's ear, and the other party stood up and left.
The friends continued to sit around and chat with the old man, talking about all kinds of things.
More than an hour later, Zhang Xiaosheng returned here with several large bags of things.
"Old man, we are destined to meet each other, and I have learned a lot from you. These are some daily necessities, as well as food and vegetables. You must take good care of your body and become a hundred-year-old immortal!" Yu Xiaolong smiled.
Said hehe.
"Ah? What are you doing?" The old man was very surprised and looked at him blankly.
"Don't get me wrong, I know you are in good health and you are not short of food and drink. This is just our intention, nothing else." Yu Xiaolong said with a smile.
The old man looked at several big bags of things, then looked up at them, shaking his head and not knowing what to say.
"Old man, please rest, we are leaving." Yu Xiaolong said.
"Grandpa, you need to eat more!" Wanyanfeng looked at him distressedly.
The friends stood up, said goodbye to the old man one after another, turned and walked forward.
The old man watched them gradually go away, then looked at a few big bags on the ground, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"Oh... how about that old man?
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It seems that I don’t want to say it.” Zhang Xiaosheng smiled bitterly.
"Forget it, we can find it even if you don't tell me. It may take a little effort, but it won't be difficult." Zhao Dayu waved his hand and said it didn't matter.
"Hey...that old man is so pitiful. He is ninety-five years old and still living by himself. He is just an ordinary person." Wan Yanfeng sighed.
"You can't force anything." Sun Renyi stroked his mustache and said, "However, he may... his time is running out."
"Ah? Did you see it, Mr. Sun?" Yu Xiaolong was very surprised.
"Yes, his soul is already very weak, and his complexion is very pale. He probably still has... a month." Sun Renyi sighed and said.
"What? This...wuwuwu...what a poor old grandpa." Wanyanfeng couldn't stop her tears from flowing down.
"Can't we save him?" Zhang Xiaosheng also had red eyes.
"He's not sick, he's just exhausted. It's normal aging. This is a happy burial." Sun Renyi shook his head.
"Hey! People, in this short life, we people can live longer. But you may not know that one day something will happen to you...fate, it's all destined!" Yu Xiaolong sighed.
"Poor old man." Zhao Dayu lowered his head and shed a few tears.
"Forget it, since it can't be changed, don't think too much. I hope everything goes well for him in the underworld!" Yu Xiaolong raised his head.
"How do we go?" Wang Tianxiang looked at the endless mountains.
"Should we fly over here? Isn't it appropriate? This is not a no-man's land yet." Zhang Xiaosheng looked around.
"Let's go first." Yu Xiaolong waved his hand.
Just as the group was about to lift their feet, someone from behind suddenly shouted: "Hey, wait a minute!"
Everyone looked back and saw the old man waving his hands in the distance.
Everyone looked at each other and walked back.
Coming to the old man's side, Wan Yanfeng took his hand and asked, "Grandpa, is something wrong?"
"I have something to ask of you. I wonder if you can help me?" the old man said with a smile.
"Okay, you can say it!" Yu Xiaolong nodded simply.
The old man suddenly coughed violently, and after a long time he said breathlessly: "My wife unfortunately fell off a cliff when I was hunting with me thirty years ago. I go there every year to pay homage. Now I am really not in good health. I have been there for ten years."
I haven’t been here for the past year. So, I would like to ask you all, can you do me a favor and take me with you to pay homage there?"
Everyone burst into tears when they heard this. Wan Yanfeng wiped her tears while nodding her head and said, "Okay, okay, okay."
Yu Xiaolong gritted his teeth and said: "Old man, don't worry, I will take you there!"
"Thank you all, thank you!" The old man's eyes were moist.
"Come on, I'll carry you!" Yu Xiaolong bent down and carried the old man on his back.