Looking at the cliff at his feet, the mountain wind was howling, and thinking of Cao An who had fought with Yan Guinan before, he slowly closed his eyes, leaned slightly, and was about to fall down the cliff.
"Hey! Stop it."
A slightly childish voice came from behind Cao An, and almost together with that voice, there was a piece of rope. The rope was wrapped around Cao An's waist under the action of inertia. When Cao An's body was mostly suspended in the void, it buzzed. It was straightened with a sound, almost without any delay, and the half-grown child at the other end of the rope was directly lifted high.
It swayed in the air for a while, and then Cao An fell straight down.
Cao An opened his eyes and looked at him calmly. The half-grown child was a boy. He was dressed in coarse linen and slightly old and tattered. He had a hatchet on his waist. His big eyes were full of horror. He lasted about four breaths. , Cao An landed.
boom! !
A large pit was created on the ground by this powerful force. The pit was surrounded by cracks like spider silk. Cao An stood up unhurriedly and moved his big sleeves into the air. The overbearing aura pulled the body that had not yet landed. The boy deviated from his original trajectory and fell directly into Cao An's arms.
He stroked the boy's back.
"It's okay, kid, don't be afraid."
Unexpectedly, there was not much fear on the child's face. In a child's mind, after experiencing the magical scene before, fear has long been thrown out of the sky, leaving only surprise and curiosity.
"Brother, how did you do it?"
When Cao An saw his appearance, he knew that the child was very nervous and there was nothing wrong with him, so he put him down.
"What are you asking?"
The little boy gestured with his hands, and the movement was exactly the same as Cao An's wave of his sleeves just now, "How did you do this? How did you pull me here? Are you a martial artist? That's what uncles and uncles often say. That kind of martial artist outside, a martial artist who can live a long life after practicing martial arts."
Cao An instantly thought of what Yan Guinan had said before.
"That's right. I'm from another state. What's your name?"
"My name is Dou'er, Li Dou'er. The village in front is our village, and I live there."
Cao An was a little unsure, "Were you trying to save me just now?"
Li Douer scratched his head, "I thought big brother you were going to jump off the cliff, so I threw the rope over."
"Is your hand okay?"
"It's nothing. My hands are very rough. I took it off a bit, but it's fine."
Cao An grabbed the young man's hand. It was indeed fine. There was only a red mark and no wounds. For such a young child, the tiger's mouth and finger pads were actually covered with calluses. This was the result of holding the sword for a long time. In daily farm work, , cocoons will not be distributed so widely.
The rope is already rough, and in the situation just now, if it were an ordinary child, it would probably really cause bleeding blisters.
"As long as it's okay, does your village allow outsiders to come in and out? If possible, can you take me to your village to have a look?"
Li Douer's face lit up, "Okay, there are often outsiders coming in and out of the village. Everyone likes people to come into the village. In that case, the village will not be too deserted. It is difficult to see big brothers like you in the village. Young man, do you have time now? I can take you there now."
"Okay, let's leave now."
Cao An had originally thought of going there in person, but he didn't expect that by chance, his life would be 'saved' by a child in the village.
The path into the village can actually accommodate one ride. Both sides of the road are well maintained and orderly. The trees don't look like natural growth, but more like they have been cultivated by someone. There is almost a locust tree every one foot. Dragon Sophora japonica has a domineering name and has no special purpose. Its skin is thick and thin, and its only advantage is that it has a short growth cycle and is quick to form.
Walking along the solid bluestone road to the entrance of the village, there is a row of long stone benches fixed under the high wall. At this time, seven or eight old people are sitting there, half-squinting their eyes, enjoying the sunshine.
They saw Cao An from a distance. Their half-opened and half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and they all looked this way.
At that moment, Cao An actually felt like he was being stared at by a beast. Yes, it was a beast. Being able to cultivate human feelings into a beast must mean that his own Qi perception has reached a certain level.
Cao An looked indifferent and looked up.
He smiled at several people.
"The eyes of these grandpas are really scary."
"Grandpa?" Cao An noticed that there seemed to be some changes in Dou'er's title.
"Yes, these are all grandfathers. They have been here since Dou'er was born. They have been so old. Unlike the uncles in the village, they have lived a long life."
The demonic energy in his body surged, and Cao An's spirit moved towards a few people. He indeed did not feel any fluctuations of zhenqi from them. If it was because of his skill in gathering breath, then at least it would be better than Tian Qi. Human realm, there are actually seven or eight heavenly realms in a small village?
Cao An didn't quite believe it, so there was only one possibility. These seven or eight people followed the Zhenwu system, and Shouyuan was not affected, or in other words, the impact was very small. What Yan Guinan said to him was probably There needs to be some discounts...
