The character of the old man is very similar to the old man, belongs to the old child's temperament, if not, he could not have promised the villagers to go down and see.

In the end, it was all his curiosity.

"The little people are wearing sackcloth, I don't know what kind of material, they look like linen."Old Zheng sighed, "When they saw me, they were not afraid, but crowded to the door and studied me like a giant panda."

“Will they talk?”Chen Qiuyan asked carefully.

“No.”Old Zheng said with certainty, "They will only roar, and the roar of our living people is very similar."

“Where are the two little ones?”Chen Qiuyan asked again, full of curiosity: "Is it difficult to learn from you?"

Old man said that they would not speak at first, they would only roar, and they had slowly learned in recent years.

"I have to say, they are not stupid in their minds, and the speed of students' speech is fast!"Old Zheng suddenly laughed, that kind of gratifying expression, quite a hope of the meaning of the dragon eventually become a dragon.

As soon as the voice fell, the expression on the old man's face was very abruptly frozen, shook his head, and continued to say the story.

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The seven little people who came out from behind the stone door were not afraid of Zheng old man at all, but they seemed very curious and studied around him for half a day.

And old Zheng, did not dare to speak out, for fear of scaring away these little guys, very patient standing in the same place, even dare not say, only dare to observe them carefully.

After about ten minutes, the villagers who helped him pull the safety rope at the well also wondered, thinking that the old guy could not come up for half a day, which was an accident.

“Old man, are you okay?”

“It’s okay!”The old man replied loudly, “I am safe!”

“Did you find that door?” the villager asked, his voice full of curiosity.

“I found it!”The old man did not hesitate and shouted excitedly: “I saw those little people!”

Hearing this, the villagers around the wellhead froze.

At first, they all felt that Zheng Lao would not find anything, at most, to find the stone door in the legend, as for the little man... how could such a thing exist?

But now the old man brought them the news, but found those little people, which made them a little surprised, for half a day did not return to God.

“Did you really see the little guy?”

“Really!I’ll bring it to you!”

With that, old Zheng squatted down, very friendly rushed to those little people to stretch out their hands and signaled them to stand up.

If you say that the seven little people have no brains, they climbed up in the hands of old Zheng, which is not stable enough, and deliberately tugged on the cuffs of old Zheng...

By the time he returned to the ground with these little men, the village had already fried the pot, and the no-grillen was the old man in the 80s and 90s, or two or three-year-olds, all rushed to the side of the wellhead to see the lively.

At that time, the people in the village were still friendly, and they were particularly kind to say hello to the little people, and they were fed them with cooked rice.

God knows how hard these little people have had in the underground, and when they ate cooked white rice, they were instantly shocked by the gods, and they died directly to death like starving ghosts.

The friendliness of the villagers, the atmosphere of the little people, everything seemed so harmonious.

But the friendly communication between the two species is limited to this.

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"Since the seven little men came out, the stone door below was closed, and they did not return, and they fell in the village, and they rubbled something to eat at the house of the three or five runners."Old man smiled, a face of memories, for this memory seems to be very warm: "the village people like them, whether it is adults and children, they like it."

“After that?”The old man couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Are you having a deal with the little country?”

“That’s right.”Old man Zheng smiled, “But it’s just dealing with the seven little people, the real little country, and the face has not even revealed to us...”

“Old man, when you first met these little people... did they dress like modern people?”Chen Qiuyan asked seriously, holding a pen and a book in his hand, seemingly taking notes.

“The modern man?It's not like that?"The old man said, "The long-sleeved robe looks like an ancient man."

“What do they bring out?”Chen Qiuyian wrote on the book on the side, and asked without lifting his head: “What tools are there besides those torches?”

"There are no tools or weapons, only those torches."Old Zheng smiled and said, "It is strange to say that those torches can be burned under the well, put on the ground and put it out, throw it into the well, and immediately burn up!"

“So strange?”The old man said, “What is the fuel for those torches?”

"I don't know, it's a special kind of oil."Old Zheng nodded, "Those torches look at the very simple, that is, a rotten wooden stick, wrapped around a few rounds of linen on top, looking wet, there is no taste."

At this time, the seven treasures turned back and shouted at the wooden box: "You two haveten to answer!What did those fires get out of?

“The oil!”The little man in his thick voice shouted.

“What oil?”Seven treasures funny to ask: "Larfard oil?"

“Call it oil!”The little man answered again.

Seven treasures are preparing to ask again, but old Zheng called him, very helpless said: "They do not know anything, do not remember, you ask is also a white question."

“Don’t say this!”The old man looked at the old man, took the initiative to hand him a cigarette, and asked, “Old Zheng, are the remaining five little people still in your village?”

Hearing this question, the old man froze, and the expression became complicated in an instant.

"If I'm not mistaken, I should stay..." old Zheng muttered, talking, his eyes were a little dodging, and he didn't dare to look at us directly: "It should be a treat..."

“What is it called?”The old man looked at him suspiciously.

“You should have heard me say that I came out of Hat Village ten years ago... Do you know why I ran out?”

When the old man asked this, his face was full of bitterness, and the speed of smoking was obviously accelerated a lot.

"I don't know."Seven treasure squatted next to him and looked at him like a curious baby: “Why did you run out?”“In debt or what?”

The old man did not speak, was silent for a while, and turned to speak.

"When I was a child, my father told me stories, especially those of small countries."

"He said that these little people are very kind, simple-minded, friendly to anyone, but afraid of animals, because they have a smell that no one can smell, and when the animals smell it, they will run to eat them..."

At this, I suddenly realized, looked at the squirrel, and said that it was no wonder that this brute was so bad, and it was those little people who attracted the attributes of animals for half a day!

But what do animals smell... what is it?What about such a truism?

"Early in my mother's death, my father pulled me big, so I believe everything he said, because of his words, my attitude towards the little man has always been very friendly."Old man Zheng sighed: "Plus they also stick to me, since the beginning of the draw left the well, they fell in my home, basically take me as a family to see..."

Speaking of this, old Zheng's eyes were red again, wiped away his tears, and then continued: "They take me as a family, I can't take them as an outsider, I have no family in my life, I have not married my daughter-in-law when I was young, I have no honor from my grandchildren, and only they can accompany me."

“Old Zheng!Don't cry!We are still here!”

"Yes, yes!We are still with you!”

The two little people were also very concerned about the old man Zheng, and when he heard him cry, he suddenly comforted him.

After two minutes, old Zheng calmed down a little, wiped away tears, and smoked cigarettes to continue to tell us.

"The reason I'm going to get out of that village, the reason I'm going to get out of the village, I'm going to fuck them, because of these little people."

“What do you mean?”Grandfather asked.

The old man was silent for a moment, suddenly raised his head, and looked at us with red eyes.

"They eat little people."