"Hey! Mute Zhang, if you try to undermine me again, I'll make you look good." Xiao Hei's half-smiling tone seemed to be joking, but it gave people an invisible pressure, as if he was a violent gambler.
However, the next second, Xiao Hei was like a little sheep again: "Mr. Xie, I am speechless. Can you let go of my arm? It hurts..."
Xie Chen let go of Xiao Hei's hand and said, "Purification Sutra, 100 times."
Xiao Hei lowered his head and rubbed his wrist, whispering: "How cruel..."
"Um?"
"Okay, I'll copy it when I get back and make sure it's accurate to every word." Xiao Hei immediately turned his attention to Miao He, "The wolves have run away, kid, where is your home? Why are you here in the mountains?"
Someone asked, and Miao He finally dared to speak, stuttering a little: "I...I am a...villager from a nearby village."
He looked at Xie Chen carefully. The man stood on the big stone as if he were standing on the altar of a temple: "Excuse me...are you the god who heard my prayer...?"
Xie Chen looked at him, "No."
Xiao Hei laughed and said in an unserious voice: "Kid, you are really discerning, he is even more powerful than a god."
Miao He nodded fiercely when he heard this. This brother is more powerful than a god. If he moves his hand, the wolves will die!
This fairy-like brother and the other two brothers sent him back to the entrance of the village. The little black brother saw that he was dragging two wolf corpses back to the village, and he was very kind and helped him drag them back.
In that era, any food was extremely important, let alone wolf meat.
“Mr.
When the mute Zhang heard this question, he also looked sideways at Xie Chen, as if he wanted to know why.
"Because I'm killing people." Xie Chen's voice was casual. The blood sun at dusk almost turned the man's voice into blood. His pure white body was dyed golden red by the setting sun.
Xiao Hei clicked his tongue: "...Then you are quite kind."
Xiao Miaohe watched them leave at the entrance of the village, his heart beating like thunder. He thought that he might have met the gods in those stories...
Otherwise, how could one pill stop his wound from bleeding, give him two wolf meats, and send him home.
That person named Xie Chen was imprinted in his memory for a lifetime. Miao He had never seen anyone more stunning than Xie Chen in his life.
Now, Miao He, who had snow-white hair, looked at the boy who looked exactly like Xie Chen. The boy's face was more youthful and childish than the face in his memory, and it was not as sharp as the bloody one.
Only then did he realize that Xie Chen's appearance in his mind was so clear that he could recognize it with just one glance.
"If it weren't for him, I would have died long ago. My little friend, you look very similar to Mr. Xie. If he had a descendant, he would probably look like you..." Miao He looked at Wu Yu with eyes full of emotion. , which is also mixed with mysterious kindness.
After Wu Yu heard this story, he carefully thought about what the grandfather who was the boss of the fake certificate business had said before. He was also named Xie Chen, and he also felt that he looked very similar to Xie Chen.
There is a high probability that that old man and this old man are telling the truth, unless there is something wrong with someone arranging an old man in that city and another old man here just to lie to him.
There's no point in lying to him, there's nothing to gain.
Since they are most likely telling the truth, Wu Yu has to think about a question, what is the relationship between Xie Chen and him, why are they so similar, could it be...
Is he really Xie Chen's grandson?
The little brother and the black blind man are very similar to the two young people in this story, so they take good care of him because of his long-dead Bai Yueguang...
grandfather?
That's why I was so indulgent to him, letting Xie be the boss of Xie instead of Xie, and would still miss his "grandpa" who died long ago through his family-herited face from time to time...?
Wuyu's eyes twitched slightly, and he suddenly realized that this guess was really reasonable.
After hearing this story, Fatty Wang and Wuxie couldn't help but glance at Wu Yu. They both knew that Wu Yu was an orphan, so it was really possible that Xie Chen was Wu Yu's grandfather or great-grandfather.
Miao He looked at Wu Yu with a loving expression, "Child, have you eaten? Why don't you eat at my house? The old man has a lot to eat at home."
"uncle…"
The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Fatty Wang: "Okay, please ask your wife to bring the food here. This is also the fate of fate. Our family may really be related to Mr. Xie." , this can be considered a meeting across time and space.”
Seeing Miao He's persistence, the middle-aged man had no choice but to give up. Fatty Wang said a few more words and fooled the man away.
As soon as the man left, Wuxie turned around and inquired about the situation in the village. It was definitely not good to directly ask if there was anyone in your village buying someone to be a wife.
Maybe Wu Yu's face was particularly lethal to Miao He, or maybe the traffickers knew they wanted face and didn't sell the person directly to their hometown.
I learned from Miaohekou that there were not many people who married from other places in this village, they were all from nearby places.
After dinner, they wandered around the village all afternoon and found nothing unusual. There were only two people locked up.
There were two men who went crazy because of the bronze branches. One was a middle-aged man and the other was a young man. One thing they had in common was that they went crazy after bringing back a piece of bronze tree from somewhere.
"Their state is too strange. Is the bronze branch so magical that it can make a normal person go crazy?" Wuxie doubted the authenticity of this matter.
Wu Yu didn't comment on this, because he had seen many things that science could not explain, such as--his heart was still hurting, the inexplicable back of the man, the bronze tree that bore fruit, his... As the old "two dads", I guess Zhang Qiling and Heixiazi also knew that he ran away from home again.
The credibility of this person's words suddenly collapsed, and he had no credibility at all in Xiaohua's eyes.
well…
"Xiao Tianzhen, there are many things that cannot be explained by science." Fatty Wang was not so doubtful about the authenticity of the matter.
"For example, the zongzi is not scientific at all." Wu Yu gave an example.
Wu Xie glanced at him quietly, "Little Yang, you said it well, don't say it next time."
After shopping around, they paid for some food supplies and set off at dawn the next day.
The middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman reluctantly sent them to the entrance of the village. The man said beautifully: "You three, if Brother Man has the supply, he will definitely leave one for us. It doesn't matter if it's more expensive. It's okay." I have to ask you to give me a few kind words."
