“What?”“Old man, what do you want to say to us?”

In the heart, the old man's behavior and movements were very strange, so he lowered his voice, slightly approached the old man, and asked softly.

Presumably this gentle attitude and soft voice made the old man not so resistant, and he finally raised his head slightly, his lips clasping for what he wanted to say...

But the lips moved there for half a day, but there were only a few vague syllables.

Relatively, it is simply not wanting to say, or just not speaking, but ... in the expression of not wanting to say it is full of fear and cringes, because that tension and fear cannot speak.

At the same time, the old man's vision could not help but slant in one direction.

Looking down, what is really here?

She looked in the direction of the old man's eyes, where there was a very ordinary hillside, with rare and stretched low trees, and opened up several pieces of land at the foot of the mountain, and sporadic seedlings sprung up.

No, nothing.

The divine knowledge of the amensivity is not aware, if there is really "what", then the other side must not come to the end of the head is not simple.

Of course, it may also be that they often come into contact with those strange things, and there are some cups of bows and snakes for everything.

Perhaps the old man is simply resisting the outsiders?

Seeing the appearance of the old man, I did not want to embarrass each other, just to retreat to the side to let the past, behind her is probably because this road is bumping into the wall, and now asked a few villagers are such an attitude like driving away flies, the heart can not help but be a little depressed.

He walked behind and did not notice the old man's small expression, thinking that the old ear was back, did not hear clearly, he couldn't help but ask loudly: "Old man, we are passing by from here, want to ask you have that family can stay?"We . . .

His words were not finished, and the old man suddenly looked up at them, and his eyes widened suddenly, and the panic and panic in his eyes were unobstructed.

He called out two times in his mouth, and then, whether it was the crop next to him, he jumped off the field and ran around the other side of the village.

When he saw this, he was even more depressed.

Indignation in his heart, he wanted to say something, but he stopped him, looked at the old man's back, and said, "These people's reactions are indeed strange, perhaps the old people have their own reasons, maybe, don't say it."

When he said this, his eyes scanned the surrounding area, empty and dead.

Nothing.

He asked, “So... what are we going to do now?”

“These villagers will certainly not let us stay, and we will not disturb them anyway.”

That leaves only one way, continuing in the direction of their destination, and then resting far from the village.

It's flat.

The two men went on, and next to them came a young man of about twelve or three years old, and he threw a piece of dirt at them.

It falls on the feet of the tight.

He felt that he had been in this time, because the stone situation was getting worse and worse, and his mood became worse and less patient.

One by one, the villagers saw them as if they were like a plague god, and now even a little child could throw stones at them.

He said, “Hey, you little guy, now it’s getting dark and can’t go back here for what?”

The boy saw that both of them looked at him, swept the naughty trick-or-treating just now, he looked at the other side of the hillside, and then said to the two of them: "Don't go over, don't go..."

Then I ran to the village...

“What do you say?”What not to go over there?“Hello—”

"Don't yell."Stop the balance.

"You say this little boy is the same, alas, say it directly, really."

Then, “Well, maybe there’s something they’re afraid of, so don’t be forced.”

The two crossed the hillside in front of them, and the day was almost completely dark, and at this time the other side of the village could no longer be seen.

Just as the two were about to find a place to rest in the wind, they saw that the place in front of the mountain seemed to have a dim light.

“There’s a family there, or shall we go there and see?”

Then he thought, “Okay.”

After about two hours, he went to the mountain mouth and found that it was a very ordinary farm yard, and the owner of the yard was an old couple who looked at least sixty years old.

The two, like the villagers before them, looked at the two foreigners with a color of vigilance and resistance.

However, when the two people explained that they wanted to stay, and every place in the desert, they hesitated to agree to it.

The old woman's face was very kind, not only to clean up a room, they can separate the men and women with the owners of the shop.

He also gave the two people a hot porridge and sweet potatoes left over, and took a handful of bubble beans out of the salted vegetable tank to give them rice.

Yu Ping ate while asking, “Yes, uncle, when we passed through that village just now, those people didn’t like to take care of us.”Is there any custom here?”

The two old people listened, and their faces suddenly changed.

The old woman, in particular, stared at the two men strangely, “What, you see there... the village?”

Peace and peace are all made by the two old people's expressions, and some hair is inexplicable.

He was alert in his heart, and swept his own consciousness on each other, and swept from the whole house...

Then he asked, “Look, what’s wrong with you?”

The old man went over to seize the old woman's hand and trembled with fear: "Old woman, it seems... it seems that they are still back, to take us and us..."

Woo Ping was hung with his appetite along the way, and couldn’t help but ask, “Uncle, what happened to this, you have to say it.”Without saying it, how do we know?Maybe we can help a little bit.”

The two old people heard the words of the peace, and it took a while to slow down God.

The old man probably thought that he could no longer avoid it, so he sighed and told it.

According to the old man, there was originally a village here, called Tubao Village, probably because there are many small hillsides and get the name.

At least one or two hundred families, more than four hundred people, often came here to buy agricultural products, or to sell what was outside.

So people here are living well.

Later, I did not know how, the bland and rich life here made people's eyes red, and a group of robbers came.

“The robbers?”Then repeat the same words.

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