My luck can go against the sky

Han Zirong, who had been walking for two days and two nights, looked at the village at the foot of Nanhu Mountain. It was the same as usual. It was because of the distance that was too far away. There was no slightest disturbance in the city. The people in the village, as usual, finished their meal. , Gathered together, playing mahjong and chatting in the small shop at the entrance of the village.

Han Zirong stepped forward.

The people in the village looked at him, and the older old man looked at him kindly and said, "Young man, why come here at night?"

"Find someone?"

Han Zirong smiled and said: "Yes, find someone. I have a friend who has gone up the mountain. I haven't returned yet. I want to go into the mountain to find him."

The old man hurriedly got up, pulled him back, and dissuaded him: "Young man, you can't enter the mountain at night. In recent months, our Nanhu Mountain is a bit evil, and none of the outsiders who went in came out."

"Last time a young guy said he went to worship Buddha in the mountains, but he hasn't come out now. Is it your friend?"

"Well, it's tall, tall and strong, with a knife on his back, isn't it?"

"Don't dare to go in now, it will be dark soon, listen to the old man's advice, go in tomorrow, tomorrow."

Xu is very old, and he speaks a few words in a sentence, not very coherent, but he still says what he wants to say.

Han Zirong grasped the important point in the old man's words and asked quickly: "Old man, do you say that you are outsiders when you enter the mountain?"

"You are indeed my friend."

The old man nodded his head and then sighed: "No, the monks in the temple haven't been here for a long time to buy vegetables and rice. They came out once every two days a few months ago. Now it has been four or five months and I haven't seen them. come out."

"As soon as a foreigner came in, I never saw it. The police have been here for several waves, all the same."

"Listen to my advice, you bring a baby, don't dare to go in."

The old man tried his best to persuade him, and while speaking, he winked at the young people in his village.

But within a minute, someone rushed over with a rope and tied up Han Zirong in a couple of seconds. Xiaoguai was also held in her hand by the woman, standing next to her, to discourage her.

Han Zirong watched this scene dumbfounded, and didn't dare to move around, watching the driver, he really didn't let himself go into the mountain.

The old man knocked on the cigarette rod, knocked off the ashes, and took Han Zirong to sit down and said: "Don't blame the old man, young man, we are really good for you. People in this mountain and our village can't get in and out at night. I can't Just let you go in and die for nothing."

"Several times, I found the corpses of people in our village in the woods on the mountains, but I didn't see any of them from outsiders.

"It's useless if the police come. Don't go in. Listen to the old man's advice."

"Look there, where is the car left." As he said, the old man pointed to the two police cars parked in the corner.

Han Zirong smiled dumbly and nodded slightly.

"Okay, the kid has to be by my side, otherwise it will be a lot of noise."

The woman nodded, then smiled and cursed: "You young man, what if such a good-looking child gives me a hug, and I can sell it, really."

"But this child is really good-looking, and he will definitely be a little beauty when he grows up."

Xiaoguai held his head up and smiled.

He made a grimace at Han Zirong again: "I want to be nice to my mother, not to you."

When Han Zirong saw Xiaoguai's appearance, he also felt relieved. It's really uncomfortable to take Xiaoguai these days. He said that he was hungry, he said that he wanted to pee, and he said he wanted to catch a butterfly if he saw it. The temper of tossing is gone.

It's okay to be hungry, and it's all done by putting a little blood. The blood of the great master of Jin Dan stage will be full by squeezing her. But peeing and catching butterflies make him really embarrassed.

He has never been a father to anyone.

It's really hard to eat if you're full. It's really difficult to get her here, so Han Zirong doesn't know how many hairs are lost.

Since he couldn't walk now, Han Zirong simply leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

He is not like Xiaoguai, as long as he is full, he is full of energy.

The sky gradually darkened, and the old man led Han Zirong home to cook a bowl of egg noodles and watched his little TV leisurely.

The woman also put Xiao Guai next to Han Zirong and went home to rest.

Everything seemed very leisurely and peaceful.

Han Zirong leaned on the head of the bed quietly, watching Xiaoguai crawling over for a while, crawling over for a while, and jumping on the bed from time to time, very happy and excited.

Until I felt a little tired, he took a bite of Han Zirong's outstretched finger, then leaned against him, pretending to sleep with his eyes closed.

The little face flushed like a ripe apple.

It wasn't until the night was quiet, except for the dog barking meowing from time to time, Han Zirong opened his eyes, broke free of the rope, and walked towards the back of the village with Xiaoguai.

Xiao Guai also opened his eyes, looking at the night curiously, occasionally the red light in his eyes stagnated and kept flowing.

After using his own feeding for two consecutive days, Han Zirong discovered that Xiaoguai's current realm had reached the foundation-building stage.

Han Zirong murmured secretly in his heart, it was faster than he opened up!

Secretly decided to feed her less in the future, in case it really arrives at Jindan, sucking him up will not feed her enough.

Leaving the village all the way into the forest.

Insects and birds scream, and the breeze rustles the leaves.

My feet stepped on the leaves and made a slight cracking sound from time to time.

A crescent moon hung in the sky, bringing not much light to Han Zirong.

All the way forward, traveling about three to four hundred meters, a black shadow kept passing by Han Zirong's eyes, but not at him.

Seeing this, Han Zirong was not surprised. He knew there was weirdness here. Since he didn't pounce at him, Han Zirong didn't bother to chase him. It might as well save a bit of effort and find the unlucky Tie Zhongyun earlier.

A slight cough sounded.

Han Zirong's heart was stunned, and he stared.

It turned out to be the old man who entertained him during the day and discouraged him from entering the mountain. With a cane, he approached Han Zirong step by step.

Han Zirong felt a pale scalp, goose bumps all over his body violently, and his body's cold hairs were standing up.

Han Zirong asked tentatively: "Old man, why are you here?"

Han Zirong remembered very clearly that when he left, the old man was still asleep, and his power of the golden core period was always on at the end of the day, and his spiritual consciousness scanned everyone in the village again and again, and found nothing strange. .

The old man coughed heavily and said, "You young man, didn't you tell me that you shouldn't go into the mountains at night, why don't you listen to it?"

Han Zirong's heart suddenly chilled, that's what the old man said to himself in the day!

But can an old man travel faster than himself?And still on crutches?

This is absolutely impossible!Han Zirong said in his heart.

Seeing the old man approaching again, Han Zirong raised his hand and punched the old man in his right eye.

The old man immediately grabbed the cane and flew out, hitting the tree hard.

After a while, he got up again, and the old man said bitterly, "Young people don't speak martial arts!"

"If I didn't flash, you would never hit me!"

With that, he walked towards Han Zirong again.

Han Zirong raised his hand again, clenched his fist, and blasted over.

The old man flew out again, got up, and said, "Young people don't teach martial arts!"

Cries sounded in Han Zirong's ears.

Han Zirong turned around abruptly, but saw nothing, but the cries still echoed in his ears.

Han Zirong moved back quickly, staring at the old man closely, and said, "What the hell is going on?"

"Can the old man tell me something?"

The old man smiled, raised the crutches, and walked towards Han Zirong.

Coughing and crying sounded in Han Zirong's ear.