"Old man, is there a teahouse here that can provide breakfast?"
Nian Ranran's childish voice was childish. He pulled the pig's ears, raised his voice, and called to the old man walking in the distance.
"Little girl, are you coming from the ancient city again?"
The old man's voice was like a broken gong, aged and hoarse.
He turned around, revealing the thin and dry branches, mottled by time and stained with scars.
Nan Xiao walked up to Nian Ranran, nodded and smiled: "Old man, we are here to practice. We passed by and wanted to take a rest."
The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up. He stared at the two girls intently, put his right hand that was originally hidden behind his back in front of him, rubbed his skinny thumb and index finger together, grinned, revealing his almost fallen gums, and asked Said: "What do you want to exchange for it?"
Nan Xiao and Nian Ranran looked at each other in shock when they heard this.
"Old man, what do you want?" Nan Xiao asked the question back.
"A hundred-year-old elixir will ensure that you enjoy the food and drink here. A thousand-year-old elixir, you may never come back..."
The old lion opens his mouth and can easily find a miracle cure that will last for a hundred years.
"Okay, then we need to know some information about the soldiers stationed here. There is no charge for this, right?" Although Nian Ranran is young, he is not weak and can be bullied. Her voice was clear and her face was full of displeasure.
"Okay, okay, two girls, please come into the village. It's my fault that I got up early, otherwise you will be slaughtered by others."
The old man felt much younger at this time, and his movements were a little shaky and shaky when he walked, like old tree bark that fell off in a strong wind.
Nan Xiao's expression remained unchanged as he took out a two-hundred-year-old dragon's blood grass from the jade vase and handed it over.
The old man who smiled like a chrysanthemum quickly held it with both hands, fearing that the elixir flowing with the essence of plants and trees would fall into the mortal world.
"Old man, aren't you afraid that we will regret it later? You know that although we are young, we are very capable."
Nian Ranran looked at the weak and ordinary old man and joked.
Even the domesticated big black pig sneered and twitched in mockery.
"What you said is wrong, little girl. Not to mention that I can trust the character of these two people. We hope that there will be no shortage of the strongest in Rixiang!"
Having said this, the old man felt very excited as if he had been given a shot of blood, and said loudly: "He once served in the Xuanwu Military Camp, and now he has a day patrol officer. He is older than me! People call him Riyu. God, that is a resounding priesthood!”
The old man's voice was hoarse, but it was ups and downs and had a ring to it.
But Nan Xiao, who was sensitive by nature, could hear a hint of hatred in the old man's pride, which made her feel a little strange.
"The village that can still survive today must have a super strong person behind it. Otherwise, this place would have been invaded by monsters long ago. What's more, he is an old man, there is no need to get angry at him." Nan Xiao dragged him. Nian Ran dyed his sleeves and whispered.
"Sister Nanxiao, I was joking before."
Nian Ranran was a little dissatisfied. He pursed his lips slightly and asked, "Sister Nan Xiao, sometimes there is no need to be so kind. The elders of our sect once told us that good people are often the ones who die earliest."
Nan Xiao shrugged helplessly and didn't care.
The roads in the village are not easy to walk. Although they are paved with bluestones, there are still some bloody meat residues and bones.
The smell is even more fishy than in the mountains and forests.
The old man led the way for Nan Xiao and Nian Ranran, walking slowly.
On the road, from time to time, middle-aged and elderly people with hair gradually turning frosty would walk hurriedly with frowns on their brows.
Not many young people were seen.
Most of the people in the village were stunned for a few seconds after seeing Nan Xiao and Nian Ranran.
Their expressions were strange, and complex emotions such as surprise, curiosity, nostalgia, cruelty, sadness, etc. flashed through their huge pupils.
It seems to be lamenting the passage of youth.
They were not ready, so why did they grow old?
Some people even squatted on the ground, holding their heads in pain and crying loudly.
Nan Xiao and Nian Ranran were stared at uncomfortably along the way, and finally followed the old man into a small teahouse.
"Hey, old man Pang, did you get up early enough today to take on the job?"
On a table ten meters away on the right, a middle-aged man in his forties sat.
He was the one who spoke. He was holding a teapot and drinking tea from the spout.
"snort!"
The old man who was called Old Man Pang showed displeasure and snorted coldly.
"If you guys who came later hadn't gone too far, saying that you respect the old and love the young, and forced me to rest, would I still be getting up early to find a way to find a way out when I was over ninety years old?"
The man laughed heartily, and the water in the teapot in his hand drew a half-arc in the air, instantly filling the blue and white porcelain cup in front of the old man with orange-yellow tea.
"Old man Pang, you are already a lot of years old, but you are still so angry. Calm down! In fact, you don't need to be so anxious. You are the eldest in our village. We have to protect you carefully. You don't want to be with us. Go out and have an adventure.”
A trace of bitterness flashed across the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and then he shouted loudly: "Daqing! Daqing, Daqing! I'll pay for that table!"
He reached into his arms with his big, thick hand and pulled out a centuries-old elixir.
On the teahouse counter, a rainbow suddenly appeared.
A young man wearing gray numb clothes rushed over, bent down to take the herbs, and agreed repeatedly.
"Two little guys, what does this old man want from you?"
At this time, the man moved the bench, sat down with Nan Xiao and others, and asked in a very familiar manner.
"A hundred-year-old elixir has been given to him. You don't care, he really knows how to do business!" Nian Ranran pursed his lips.
"Haha, I can't be the master of his affairs. In fact, I've sensed it a long time ago. You two are just young. If the old man dares to ask for it, you really dare to give it!" The man chuckled and drank tea again. , and even chewed the tea leaves in his mouth twice before swallowing them alive.
The old man surnamed Pang was not happy, his cloudy eyes were full of anger.
He stared at the strong man and said word by word: "Shi Dade, you wolf bastard, what do you want to say? I will give them free information. The deal is worth it."
The old man's enunciation was very clear, and only Nan Xiao and the others knew that this big man's name was Shi Dade.
"Two little girls, I advise you to evacuate this place as soon as possible. Otherwise, if Hichi Yugami and the others come back, you will definitely die! There are already too many flowers hidden here."
The middle-aged man stood up, patted his forehead again, and said: "By the way, if Old Man Pang asks you to use a century-old elixir to open up a sea of suffering for him, never, never, never agree, just Take it as my request. Of course, you can baptize his body with the essence of life, which should be enough for him to live for a few more years."
The strong man Shi Dade gave a few instructions, kicked off the bench, walked out of the teahouse arrogantly with crab steps, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
