"What other people..." The old man shook his head, "Haha... There is no one in Jinguang Village for a long time, only the old man and I are left..."
Perhaps because of his age, this old man spoke intermittently and incoherently, and it took several people a long time to understand. Ever since the Jinsha Temple disappeared, every once in a while, people would form gangs to look for something, but every time they would come back in vain.
There was nothing to gain on the mountain, so they naturally came to the foot of the mountain to look for clues, but they knew nothing except that the village name had a gold letter in it. At the beginning, the people who came here were quite easy to talk to, and they even helped the villagers when they saw that their lives were difficult. But gradually, the incident at Jinsha Temple also attracted many people with malicious intentions. Naturally, Jinguang Village was deeply persecuted and miserable. In order to save their lives, they had to leave their hometown and move away...
This old man was alone, without worries, and with inconvenient legs and feet. If he went through such troubles, he would probably die on the road before he could find a place to stay. So he simply stayed and guarded this lonely small village until he met them today. …
Hearing this, the third prince also frowned. He did not expect that the Five Elements Cauldron would be deeply involved. Even this small village far away was implicated, and he sighed again and again.
"Old man, do you know what these people are looking for at Jinsha Temple?" Youya asked tentatively, although she didn't give any hope.
"This... this... let the old man think about it carefully..." The old man knocked on the table, tilted his head and fell into deep thought. Suddenly his hand stopped, "Hey, by the way... I seem to remember such a thing... "The old man straightened up and slowly recalled...
Since the disappearance of Jinsha Temple, it is no longer known which group of people are exploring. The villagers have long been accustomed to it. However, the breath of this group of people is very cold, which makes people feel very uncomfortable. The villagers gather in small groups. They started talking and asked the village chief to persuade them to leave early.
Because this place is in a remote location, it takes several days to travel there. People who pass by here are used to asking for a bowl of water, and these people are no exception. Although the cold atmosphere is uncomfortable, the village chief arranged for one. Take a short rest in the house. He estimated that the time was about the same, so he gritted his teeth and prepared to persuade these people to leave according to the wishes of the villagers. However, when he came to the door, he heard a conversation coming from inside, and he couldn't help but feel curious and close his ears.
But just when he was close to his ear, he only heard a loud bang and a cup exploded next to his ear. He thought he had been discovered, and his face was pale. He was hesitating whether to kneel down and beg for mercy, but he heard a scolding coming from the room, but the sound was not directed at him, so he felt relieved. When the conversation started again, he looked inside.
Originally, these people were wearing black scarves covering their faces so that their faces could not be seen clearly, but now they naturally took them off because they needed to drink water and rest. However, a few people surrounded the city, and the few people with their backs to them blocked the faces of those on the opposite side. Although they could not see the faces of those people, it was a good thing that they would not be discovered.
Following the conversation inside, he poked his head inside again and found that the man who had just spoken was this man. Although this man was in the room, he was very careful to wear a hood, covering most of his face. Although he could not see Thoroughly, I saw that this man's face was red, but his beard was extremely white, and he seemed to be quite old.
This man spoke neither hastily nor slowly, but the people on both sides lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe. They seemed to be very afraid of this man. Although he couldn't see all the decorations on the table, there was no cup in front of this man, and his hands were stained with water. He must have given him the cup that shattered in his ear just now.
As the hooded man spoke, he took off the wrench on his right thumb and carefully wiped the water marks on his hand. The village chief looked at the man's hand inadvertently, and saw a pattern in the shape of a wolf's head appearing on the man's hand where the thumb was covered.
"I don't like to repeat myself, but you people are really not doing it right, so I have to say a few more words. If you still don't find out after this time, I don't mind changing to a new group of people!" This hood The man spoke slowly and calmly, but his tone was full of murderous intent. He who was eavesdropping felt a chill in his body and kicked over the wooden barrel at the door with a click.
When he came back to his senses, the men in black had surrounded him, and a figure was standing in front of him.
He was so frightened that he put his head in his arms and begged for mercy. He said that he was just delivering water and accidentally knocked over the barrel. He hoped that everyone would spare his life. The man laughed when he heard this, stretched out his hands to gently help him up, and even dusted him off thoughtfully.
He looked up tremblingly, only to see that the hooded man had put on his mask, leaving only two eyes, but his eyes were full of concern, and he was completely different from before. But he survived the disaster, but he was also very frightened. He picked up the barrel and left in a hurry. Fortunately, he never saw these figures again...
"According to his description, these people may be from Wutu Ku, but Wu Tu Ku should only listen to the orders of the Witch King. Who is this gentleman?" Mu Fengchun discovered the clues and asked himself Said to himself.
"Old man, apart from these people acting strangely, did you overhear anything?" You Ya ignored Mu Fengchun and continued to ask while the old man was still awake.
"Sigh... At that time, I was only concerned about saving my life, and I didn't dare to mention it to anyone. Now that I'm old, I have long lost sight of life and death. It's okay to tell you these things in my heart..." The old man smiled bitterly. He calmed his breath and continued: "...I probably heard that a young master of the Jin family in Yangdu got something he shouldn't have, and got into trouble, so he was exterminated. These people were killed because they found out about Jin's family. Before the family was exterminated, an old slave sent something to Jinsha Temple, and he suspected that it might be that kind of thing, and that's when the following things happened..."
"Are they looking for the Five Elements Cauldron?" The third prince had probably heard about the Jin family, but he didn't expect that the once big family was wiped out just because of one thing, and he was a little sad.
"It's very possible...but it's a little strange..." Mu Fengchun nodded, "Old man, is it true that no one has come to this village in these years?"
The old man's mouth twitched when he heard the word "old brother", but he did not defend himself and said calmly: "This place was originally called Riguang Village. There were not many families at the beginning. It was only because of the Jinsha Temple that religious men and women settled at the foot of the mountain. The name was changed to Jinguang Village... Since the disappearance of Jinsha Temple, there have been changes, and the people in the village can't bear it and have left one after another. Except for that little monk... How can anyone dare to come to this place to suffer?"
"Little monk? What little monk?" everyone asked in unison after hearing this.
"Ah...he's the young monk from Jinsha Temple...didn't the old man tell you just now? Oops, I'm so confused, I'm so confused..." The old man beat his chest and feet in annoyance and blamed himself for a while, and then continued: "About a year Many years ago... One day when the old man went to fetch water, he met a young monk with a melancholy look. Seeing that he was tired and melancholy, the old man thought that he had come all the way to seek Buddhist scriptures without any results, so he brought him back here to have a good rest. . Unexpectedly, he went up the mountain again early the next morning, and did not return lonely until the evening... More than half a month passed in this way. One day, the old man only felt the golden light flickering on the Jinsha Temple, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye. I thought he was dazzled by old age, but I never saw that little monk again that evening... Maybe he finally gave up and left, and the old man didn't take it to heart..."
"Old man, do you know what the young monk's name is and what direction he is probably going in?" You Ya said anxiously, as if she had caught something.
"Well... the little monk always looked worried and never spoke. The old man naturally never asked about it. Naturally, the old man didn't know about other things... But when he first came here, he was covered in blood and was holding a shovel. He looked so murderous that it scared the old man quite a bit..."
"Yuan Hua!" You Ya and Mu Fengchun looked at each other and exclaimed.
"Ah? The old man is very simple and tells the truth. Why do you think the old man is smooth?" The old man looked a little angry when he heard this.
"Don't get me wrong, old man, we just thought of one of our friends, not you." You Ya quickly explained.
"Oh hahaha... I see... the old man is too worried, alas... he is confused..." The old man's expression softened a bit, and he finally stood up, his body bones cracking. He slowly walked up to Youya, stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder, then touched her head, and couldn't help but praise: "This girl is really well-behaved. My daughter is almost as old, but It’s a pity that it’s hard to meet again…”
Everyone felt sad after hearing this, but Jin Zhuer was very angry. She had obviously hidden behind Youya, but the old guy patted her on the shoulder and touched her head. Seeing Jin Zhuer's aggrieved look, everyone was amused, but they didn't dare to make a sound at this time, and their faces were all red.
The old man didn't notice anything strange in the crowd at all, and said pitifully: "Sigh... I'm such an old bone, it's probably hard to hear my daughter's voice. If I can hear someone calling me daddy, even if the old man is dead now, It’s not like my life was wasted...” Speaking of sadness, the old man wiped away his tears and stooped a little more, looking very lonely, “Daughter, can I ask you something, old man?”
Seeing the old man's state, Jin Zhuer felt a little softer and said firmly.
"Old man, I know what you mean. Please describe your daughter's characteristics to me, and I will definitely help you fulfill your wish!"
