The alien species of the city arrives

When the two saw Zhang Hui and Wen Xin rest, they hesitated for a while, and finally walked towards Zhang Hui.

Both of them are in their thirties, wearing similar dark brown clothes with narrow sleeves, turbans on their heads, and short knives in their waists. They are indeed typical mountain bandits.But when they came to Zhang Hui's side, they didn't look fierce and vicious at all.

"The two of you are going south?" One of them took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Well, yes." Zhang Hui replied coldly.

The man continued: "It's such a coincidence, we are also heading south, so we can walk some distance together."

Wen Xin saw that they were so stiff when they struck up a conversation, so she joked, "Could it be that there are beasts in this mountain? You two have to wait for others to come and go together?"

"Yes, yes, there are beasts, we are afraid."

"Fearer than wild beasts."

The two spoke out almost at the same time, but they said different things. The one who said "terrifying than wild beasts" immediately changed his mouth and said: "Yes, there are wild beasts, let's go together."

When Zhang Hui heard what they said, it seemed that because they were afraid of someone, they wanted to go with other people, and they were unwilling to tell Zhang Hui and Wen Xin that they were afraid.

Zhang Hui feels strange. The two are strong and have weapons on them. Who are they afraid of?

Wen Xin sneered, stood up, and said, "Then let's go together."

The two followed Zhang Hui and Wen Xin, as if for fear of losing them, they walked for a while and then looked around, as if they were observing the surrounding environment, their expressions were always nervous, and after a while, they showed surprise The color.

One of them couldn't help but laughed out: "Now we are out, and we are not under the control of the old man fishing."

Zhang Hui heard the conversation between them and guessed that they might be afraid that the fisherman would follow.

"What the hell is the old man fishing so terrible, afraid that the two young men will be scared like this?" Zhang Hui wondered in his heart, and looked around to see if anyone was really following them.

Just as the two people behind were proud, Zhang would suddenly find that he couldn't hear the footsteps of the two behind him. He was taken aback for a moment. There was a feeling that these two people suddenly disappeared like ghosts.

When he turned his head, his back was empty, and the two of them were really gone.

Wen Xin was also taken aback, looking at Zhang Hui with her eyes wide open, unable to speak for a long while.

"What's the matter, people?" Wen Xin asked.

Zhang Hui shook his head, shrugged towards Wenxin, and motioned that he didn't know.

"They obviously followed us very closely, how come they disappeared suddenly?" Wen Xin felt very surprised. She recalled the conversation between the two people just now, and suddenly realized that the two people might have been spoken by them. The old fishing man mentioned here has disappeared.

Zhang Hui said, "Could it be that this is the technique of moving mountains and overturning the sea. Legend has it that only Uncle Master and Master Gu can use this technique. Could there be an old fishing man who can also use this technique?"

Wen Xin was also very curious, and said: "We just happened to be walking along the water's edge, and we would meet him."

The two of them continued to walk along the waterway. Anyway, the scenery on this road was great, and it was interesting to find people while playing.

There were few pedestrians along the road, and the water flow was slow. Everything seemed particularly quiet. At this time, Wen Xin saw some ducks swimming in the water through the small trees on the shore, so she chased them curiously, and suddenly felt that this place was too much. With some fireworks, they did not walk for a while before they saw a small house on a high ground by the water.

The house is very old, and traces of new repairs can be seen on the roof.In front of the house was a rocky terrace with wooden stakes inserted in it, and two pairs of fishing nets hung in a mess. The fishing nets seemed to have just been hung up, and they were still shining brightly under the sun.

They looked at the house carefully, but they didn't see any special place. It was expected that the old fishing man mentioned by the two previous men should not live here.

At this time, an old man really walked out of the house. The old man was wearing a gray blouse, his hair and beard were all white, but his back was straight.With his sleeves rolled up, he held a bench in one hand and a net-weaving tool in the other. He sat under the dried fishing net and straightened out the hole in the fishing net.

"There really is an old man fishing, let's take a look." Wen Xin smiled and walked briskly towards the little house.

Zhang Hui followed Wen Xin, and the two approached but the old man never looked back at them.

"Old man." Wen Xin slowed down and called out carefully, but the old man still didn't look back at her.

Wen Xin looked back at Zhang Hui, pointed to her ear, then shook her head, indicating that Zhang Hui might not be able to hear the old man.

The two of them continued to walk forward, only a few steps away from the old man. The old man still focused on mending the net without looking back at them.

Zhang Hui looked around the house. Since the old man couldn't hear them, he couldn't communicate with them, so he couldn't help looking around to find clues from around the house.He looked away and accidentally kicked the stone used to fix the wooden stake next to him, and the stake fell towards the old man's back.

The old man seemed to have not heard the movement behind him, his eyes were kept fixed on the broken net, his fingers were slowly moving.

When the stake was about to hit the old man's back, Wen Xin grabbed the stake with a hook.The two looked at the old man who was repairing the broken net at the same time, and took a long breath. They were sure that the old man should be inaudible.

"It seems that the old man who is fishing is not the old man that the two people are talking about. He can't hear him, and we can't talk to him." Wen Xin narrowed her mouth helplessly at Zhang Hui.

When they walked to the front of the old man, the old man raised his head and looked at them, as if he had felt their presence early, and he did not frighten him. There was a kind of calmness in his eyes that penetrated everything.

Zhang Hui saw that the door of the house was open and the furnishings inside were simple. There was a water tank at the door, and there were two blackened buckets beside the water tank. The buckets were old and blackened, and a cutting board was placed next to the bucket. It seems that the old man was killing and washing fish here just now.

Under the eaves of this house, there are still some large and small dried fishes hanging in the same way as the neighbours in the neighborhood that Zhang Hui saw when he was in Linshui Town. The fish belly is cut open so that the fish can be as good as possible. The ground dries fast.

"Master Valley, I'm back."

Just as Zhang Hui was observing the house, he was awakened by the sound behind him, which made him immediately say: "Mr. Xu."

He looked back and found that the person coming here was really Xu Gui.