This package was forced into his hands by the village chief before, and he was not allowed to refuse at all.
Wu Fan had no choice but to accept it temporarily, and planned to find an opportunity to give it to Wu Hao in the future, so that he could return it to the village chief.
After hearing Qingluan's request and seeing that bright color again, Wu Fan was also a little curious about what treasure the village chief had given him. The color of the package was so consistent with his sachet.
With doubts, Wu Fan slowly opened the package and took out the purple cloth.
But the strange thing is that there is nothing in the package except the cloth.
Wu Fan was confused for a while. Could it be that this cloth was the treasure that the village chief said? But he couldn't see what was so rare about this fabric that would make the village chief take it so seriously.
"She'er, my godmother is just asking casually. It's okay if it's inconvenient." Qingluan hurriedly explained when he saw Wu Fan was fascinated by the cloth.
"No...it's not inconvenient. I just suddenly remembered something else." Wu Fan hurriedly excused himself and handed the cloth to Qingluan.
"Thank you She'er, my godmother will return the remaining fabric to you after making the sachet..." Qingluan looked delighted, stroking the smooth and delicate fabric with her delicate hands.
"Since my godmother needs it, just keep it! This kind of thing is of no use to me, and it is cumbersome to carry it with me. I have to thank my godmother for lightening my burden!" Wu Fan said with a smile.
"Sheer is really good at talking. Your smooth tongue is just like your father..." Qingluan's eyes turned into crescent moons.
"Godmother, since the Xinghuo Gate won't appear during the day, I'll go and rest first." Thinking that the other party was talking about Qing Ting, the master of the Moon Viewing Altar, Wu Fan didn't think much and asked Pei Hu to make arrangements for himself. Good room went.
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At the door, Wu Haoniang was pacing anxiously. When she saw the figure appearing in the distance, she suddenly let out a sigh of relief, then rushed out of the door with a few steps and grabbed Wu Hao's ear.
"The old ones are not easy to worry about, and the young ones are not easy to worry about! If you dare to go out again, see if I don't break your legs!"
"Wu Hao Niang, Xiao Hao is a warm-hearted kid. He is here to help the old man when he goes out this time. Don't blame him wrongly!" The village chief said with a smile, brushing his beard when he saw this.
"Help? What help? It's good that this guy doesn't cause trouble for others!" Realizing that it was a misunderstanding, Wu Haoniang let go of Wu Hao's ears, and then said to the village chief: "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to the village chief. Come on! I'd like to trouble you to bring the brat here in person... Come inside and sit down."
"It doesn't matter." The village chief had important matters to attend to. He shook his head and rejected the other party's kindness, and then asked curiously: "By the way, why didn't I see your guy?"
"Don't mention it!" Wu Haoniang looked helpless, "This old guy has a soft ear. Hearing people say that the wasteland is haunted, he insists on following along to join in the fun. No... he has already gone over there!"
"What?" The village chief's eyes widened. Wu Hao's house is located in a remote location, and news has always been slow. Since everyone here knows about it, it means that the matter has spread!
Wu Haoniang originally wanted to say something, but she saw that the village chief had already picked up the pole attached to the wall and strode away.
"Huh? I heard that the village chief fell seriously ill before winter, but he doesn't look sick at all..." Wu Haoniang was confused.
"Oops!" Wu Hao was about to go home, but suddenly he slapped his head. Yesterday, in order to exercise, he specially cut a palm-sized wooden dagger and brought it with him, but now this thing has disappeared and must have been left behind. Where.
Although this thing itself has no value, it has a special meaning to Wu Hao and is the beginning of his "cultivation".
"What are you yelling about? Get back here!" Wu Haoniang glared at Wu Hao and said angrily.
"Mom... I left something with the village chief, and I want to go and pick it up!" Wu Hao was so anxious that he couldn't stand still, and he hurriedly used the village chief's words to say something perfunctory.
"Oh, what good things can you get? Just stay at home and don't want to go anywhere!" Wu Haoniang was already a strong figure. At this moment, she put her hands on her hips and looked fierce, just like a dominatrix.
If it were normal, Wu Hao would just give in immediately, but this time he did not flinch, because it is now missing more than just
A wooden dagger, but my own Taoist heart.
But he knew that speaking such mature words at his age would definitely arouse ridicule, so some methods were more important.
"Mom, you should know the character of the village chief grandpa. If he finds out that I have left something behind, he will definitely bring it to me! I really can't bear to let the village chief grandpa keep struggling in such a bad environment. One trip! So... let me go! I promise to go and come back as soon as possible!"
As soon as she said this, Wu Haoniang's attitude immediately slowed down. They respected the village chief very much and did not dare to trouble the old man casually.
"You brat, you are losing everything every day. Be careful on the road. Come back immediately after getting your things and don't run around!" Although Wu Haoniang looks fierce, she is actually just worried.
"By the way, mother, here's this for you!" Wu Hao just ran a few steps and suddenly remembered the grilled fish. He hurriedly came back, took it out of his arms and handed it over.
"No wonder this brat always runs out. It turns out it's for these things... Huh? Isn't this what that brat has been working on all night? How did he end up here?"
Wu Haoniang felt something very irritating, and when she took it out, it turned out to be a wooden dagger.
She glanced in the direction where Wu Haoyuan was going, but she didn't see half a figure, so she could only wipe it clean and put it on the table.
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"Strange, where did it go?" Wu Hao followed the route he had taken before and came to the stream, but found nothing.
Arriving at the stream, where Mr. Immortal had grilled fish, Wu Hao suddenly discovered a hole in the snow.
"Haha...it turned out to be here!" Wu Hao let out a long breath, reached under the hole, and then frowned.
Looking towards his palm, Wu Hao found that what appeared in his hand was not the dagger he imagined, but an unexpected bright red stone.
"What...is this thing?" Wu Hao knocked around and found that besides being beautiful, this thing seemed to have no value.
Looking at the sky, Wu Hao found that there seemed to be something like a fruit core inside the stone, but he couldn't see it clearly.
"Boy! You dare to wander outside at this time, how brave you are!" Suddenly a sneer sounded from behind Wu Hao.
"Ah!" Wu Hao was startled and almost dropped the stone. He quickly held it in his hand and turned around.
The man opposite was wearing a gold robe with a chi pattern and a kind face. He seemed to be about the same age as the village chief.
"This uncle..." Wu Hao looked the person up and down, and then asked tentatively: "May I ask if you are a human or a ghost?"
"Huh?" Lang Qianxun raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect the kid in front of him to ask such a question, and suddenly there was a playful smile on his face, "What do you think?"
"If uncle is a human, but there are no footprints or shadows under his body... If uncle is a ghost, but he can look normal under the sun... So I don't know." Wu Hao said honestly.
"You...are not afraid of me?" Lang Qianxun asked.
"Afraid? Why are you afraid?" Wu Hao was puzzled.
"Hahahaha..." Lang Qianxun suddenly laughed when he heard this, "Sure enough, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and the ignorant are fearless!"
"Interesting... really interesting! Boy, what's your name?"
"Wu Hao, Wu from Koutian, Hao from Ritian." Wu Hao's introduction was quite detailed.
"Hmm..." Lang Qianxun was speechless for a while after hearing this, and actually lost the murderous intention just now.
Even though his status as a human being was not important, he would still feel unhappy if he was killed all in one night.
Counting this time, the same thing has happened three times.
The first time, the person named Hei Li was betrayed by a killer in his sect; the second time, the person named Lin Zidai said he wanted to avenge the Blue Shirt guest.
Although their purposes were different, their endings were the same, causing considerable damage to the Starfire Gate.
What annoys Lang Qianxun the most is that these two guys are living well now, as if their own Starfire Sect can be slaughtered by others.
, which makes his face feel burning pain every time he thinks about it...
It is inconvenient to move during the day, and it is unreliable to let the Tianmen killer come to investigate the news.
Now the only people left around Lang Qianxun are the elite elders of Tianmen from Xinghuo Sect. The identity of the other party is unknown at the moment. He doesn't want to go back to the meat buns and beat the dog with no return, so he chooses to show up in person to investigate.
Sensing an abnormal aura, Lang Qianxun used the concealment technique to sneak over, only to find that the person who appeared here was just an ordinary child, so he relaxed his vigilance and showed up.
Originally, if the other party showed any fear, Lang Qianxun would torture him to death without any scruples and enjoy the pleasure that the other party's fear brought to him! But Wu Hao's indifferent reaction made his murderous intention fade away and he became much more sober. ap.
After all, the most important thing now is to find out the identity of the other party.
"Wu Hao, let me ask you, are there any outsiders in your village?" Lang Qianxun asked tentatively.
"Of course." Wu Hao nodded.
"Oh? Then how much do you know about him?" Lang Qianxun's eyes lit up.
"Well...he just came here recently..." Wu Hao nodded slightly and replied carefully: "This person has a frivolous attitude, likes to play with flowers and plants, and is very lazy. He is not at all what a teacher should be like..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Hearing the previous sentence, Lang Qianxun was still very serious, but after hearing it, he realized that the person the other party was talking about had nothing to do with what he wanted to know.
"I'm not talking about the follower!" Lang Qianxun frowned, "Boy, don't play tricks. Who has been here before?"
Lang Qianxun could feel that there was another aura in the other party, which could not be brewed in such a remote place.
"Oh...could it be that the fisherman that uncle was talking about?" Wu Hao rolled his eyes and spoke hurriedly.
Lang Qianxun frowned. Where did this fisherman come from in this world of ice and snow? "That's right! How much do you know about him? Tell the truth!"
"Well... I only know that this fisherman is very good at grilling fish..." Wu Hao tilted his head and suddenly realized: "I understand! Uncle, are you here to eat fish too?"
"Eat fish...hehehe..." Lang Qianxun's breath went cold when he heard this. He had been patient in vain. He thought he would get some unexpected gains, but he didn't expect to get a bunch of nonsense.
"If you like eating fish so much, I know a place where you can eat as much as you want..." As he said that, the light on Lang Qianxun's hand lit up, and he was about to turn Wu Hao into ashes.
The other party always had a kind face, but Wu Hao could clearly feel that the other party was filled with a strong aura of killing, so once he told the truth, Mr. Immortal would definitely be in danger.
Although he seemed relaxed, the clenched hands behind his back betrayed his inner feelings, indicating that he was enduring immense suffering.
Although he was young, he knew that his death was imminent...
"Father, mother, my child is unfilial. I will honor you two in the next life..."
