"Nothing? What do you want to say to us, old man?"

Leran's heart moved, and the old man's behavior and movements were very strange, so he lowered his voice, approached the old man slightly, and asked softly.

Perhaps this gentle attitude and soft voice made the old man less resisted. He finally raised his head slightly, his lips stammering and wanted to say something...

But my lips moved there for a long time, but there were only a few vague syllables.

Compared to being simply not wanting to say, or just unable to speak, instead... the expression of not wanting to say is full of fear and cringe, because of the tension and fear that cannot speak.

At the same time, the old man's eyes could not help but slant in one direction.

I understand the mind and observe it in detail. Could it be that there is really something here?

She looked in the direction the old man looked at. There was a very ordinary small hill with short trees sparsely growing. Several pieces of land were opened at the foot of the mountain, and sporadic seedlings emerged.

No, nothing.

Even Mingran's spiritual consciousness was not aware of it. If there was really "what", then the other party would definitely not be simple.

Of course, it is also possible that they often come into contact with those strange things and have a slight sarcastic impression of everything.

Maybe the old man is just simply resisting their foreigners?

Seeing the old man's appearance, Leran didn't want to make things difficult for the other party. When he was about to retreat to the side, Youping, who was following her, probably because he had encountered a wall along the way. Now he asked a few villagers that were all like driving away flies, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

He walked behind and did not notice the old man's subtle expression just now. He thought it was the old man's ears. He didn't hear it clearly, so he couldn't help but ask loudly: "Old man, we pass by here. I want to ask you which family can stay? We..."

Before he could finish his words, the old man suddenly looked up at them, suddenly widening his eyes, and the fear and panic in his eyes were visible.

He screamed twice, and then ignored the farmland next to him, jumped off the ridge and walked around the Leran and the others to run towards the village.

Seeing this, Youping became even more depressed.

He was angry and wanted to say something. Leran quickly stopped him, looked at the old man's back and said, "The reactions of these people are indeed a bit strange. Maybe the old man has his own difficulties, so don't say anything more."

When Mingran said this, his eyes swept around the surrounding area, empty and dead.

There is nothing.

Youping asked, "Then...what should we do now?"

Leran: "These villagers will definitely not let us stay overnight. No matter what, we should not disturb them."

In this way, there is only one road left, continue to walk towards their destination, and then rest again in a place far from the village.

Youping nodded.

The two continued to move forward, and a boy about twelve or thirteen years old rushed over to him, and he threw a piece of dirt at the two of them.

It just fell next to Youping's feet.

Youping felt that during this period, because Shi Tou's condition was getting worse and worse, his mood became inexplicably worse, and he lacked the patience.

This time, the villagers were frustrated one after another. One by one, they saw them avoiding them like plague gods. Now even a child can throw stones at them.

Youping shouted, "Hey, you little guy, why are you going back here soon now? "

Seeing that both of them looked at him, the young man glanced at him and glanced at the other side of the hillside, then said to them: "Don't go, don't go..."

Then he ran towards the village...

"Hey, what did you say? Don't go there? Hello-"

"Don't shout." Leran stopped Youping.

Youping: "You said this child is the same. Oh, just say it directly, it's true."

Leran: "Forget it, maybe there is really something they are taboo here, so don't force it."

The two of them crossed the hillside in front of them and it was almost completely dark. At this time, they could no longer see the village on the other side.

Just as the two were about to find a shelter place to rest, they saw that the place at the mountain pass ahead seemed to have dim red lights.

Youping: "There are people there, why don't we go there and have a look?"

Leran thought about it and replied: "Okay."

After walking for about two quarters of an hour, I found that it was a very ordinary farm yard, and the owner of the yard was an old couple who looked at least in their sixties.

Like the villagers before, the two looked at the two foreigners with a look of alert and resistance.

However, when the two of them said they wanted to stay and stay in every place in the wilderness, they hesitated to agree.

The old lady has a very kind face. Not only did she clean up a room, they could shop with the male and female hostess separately.

He also heated the remaining porridge and sweet potatoes for the two of them, and then took out a handful of soaked cowpeas from the pickle jar and served them with rice.

Youping asked while eating, "By the way, uncle, why didn't those people pay attention to us when we passed by that village just now? Is there any custom here?"

When the two old men heard this, their faces changed immediately.

Especially the old lady stared at the two of them with a strange expression, "What, did you see... the village there?"

You Pinghe Riran was stunned by the expressions of the two old people, and his heart was inexplicably scared.

Lee Ran was alert in his heart, and swept his spiritual sense over the other party and swept across the entire house...

Leran asked, "Seeing you're very surprised, is there anything wrong with it?"

The old man went over to grab the old lady's hand and trembled in fear: "Old woman, it seems... it seems they are back and want to take us too..."

Youping was hung up all the way and couldn't help asking: "Uncle, Auntie, what happened? You have to say it. How can we know if we don't say it? Maybe we can help a little more."

After hearing Youping's words, the two old men recovered for a while.

The old man probably felt that things could no longer be avoided, so he sighed and started to tell him quietly.

According to the old man, there was originally a village called Tubao Village, which was probably named because of the many small hills.

There are at least one or two hundred families living in the country and more than 400 people. Businesses often come here to buy agricultural products or bring things outside here to sell.

So people live quite well here.

Later, for some reason, the ordinary and rich life here made people jealous and attracted a group of robbers.

"Bandit?" Leran and Youping repeated in unison.
Chapter completed!