Chapter 117

"The fog will last until tomorrow morning, and it won't disperse until near noon." The middle-aged woman said, as if after a careful look at us, she kindly proposed: "otherwise, you'd better stay in my house for one night, and I'll let my son take you away tomorrow morning."

"This..."

We are all in a bit of a dilemma, not for anything else, just because of the words of the infant spirit just now.

The sentence she said to us before she left was to warn us, or to remind us not to enter the village no matter what.

"I'm just making a kind suggestion. You can come with me or not." As the middle-aged woman said this, she bent her back and walked slowly to the village step by step.

"I feel strange everywhere. If you can't go in, try not to go in." Qi Ziyi said.

"I think so, too." Zuo Xintong fully agrees.

Tut Tut, it's only a little while before the two of them follow suit.

Anyway, our opinions are unified. Since the baby spirit has kindly reminded us, we don't know the danger and rush into it. We don't abuse ourselves before we have nothing to do.

However, the matter is far from as simple as we thought. When we discussed how to leave here and how to go, we suddenly heard disorderly footsteps from the village.

Shovel what we looked back, we found that many people suddenly ran out of the village, all of them were devils, and they were carrying something like hoes and shovels and so on.

And running in the front is actually the middle-aged woman with a bent back that we just met at the entrance of the village.

As she ran, she pointed at us and yelled, "just a few of them! It's just a few of them! "

Just now, I'm still hobbling. Now I'm running faster than anyone else.

Although we don't understand what happened in front of us, we all know that it's not a good thing. Of course, we don't want to be caught by them, so when we find something wrong, we turn around and run for the first time.

But we can't survive the local villagers who live here all the year round. Soon we are surrounded by them. They stare at us fiercely, and the hoe in their hand is raised to us again and again. The posture is that if we don't obediently surrender, we will hit us with the hoe.

Seeing this scene, we can only retreat, especially Qi Ziyi, who is absolutely a master at steering the boat by the wind, immediately showed a face of flattery and explained to the villagers with a smile: "you guys, you guys, we are here to travel. We went to your place by mistake. I'm sorry to disturb you. So I hope you guys can give us some advice and see how we can get out of this fog, so as not to disturb your clean life. "

I think Qi Ziyi's words are quite in place. If it were for ordinary people, they would have solved the misunderstanding and told us how to get out of here. But in the face of these strange villagers, it seems that they can't help at all. Instead, they stare at us with more strange eyes. It feels like we are wild animals running all over the mountains and they are hunters hunting these wild animals.

"All the visitors are guests. Since we are here, it's not good to leave at once, so as not to say that we don't have the way of hospitality."

An old voice rang from the crowd, and then the villagers automatically stood on both sides, making way for the middle road. Then an old man with white beard came.

The old man with white beard looked very old, with wrinkles on his face, a thin body and a crutch in his hand. However, even if the years have changed his original appearance, but that pair of fierce eyes can not be changed in any case. The changes of years make his whole person look angry.

"The old man doesn't look easy to talk to." Ziziyi stepped back a little and whispered to us.

Zuo Xintong and I took a look at him at the same time, which means that the diplomacy here is up to you. Come on, Sao Nian!

However, Qi Ziyi chose to ignore me automatically, and received all the eyes of Zuo Xintong successfully. Then he looked like a chicken. He was calm and self-confident. He laughed at the old man with white beard and said in a very down-to-earth manner: "you see, it's getting late. I'd better go early. The big guy is tired after a busy day, so we won't disturb him. "

"Don't look at my age, young man. I know how to treat guests." The old man with white beard said, and his angry eyes swept our faces one by one. Then he saw his serious face and suddenly laughed, which made him a seeper.

"There is a saying since ancient times that all visitors are guests. For example, in our remote mountain village, we haven't seen outsiders for a long time. I, the old man, have a heartless invitation when I see you young people who are full of vigor and vitality. I hope you can stay here and tell the young people in our village what the outside world looks like. " Although the old man with white beard had a fierce face, he spoke with sincerity.

If we just look at the old man's expression at this time, maybe we can still believe it, but there are still a circle of villagers who are eyeing us with hoes.

What kind of hospitality! This is too warm! Who believes that!

"In fact, there is nothing to say about the outside world... We have already told our family that we will go back today. If we go back late, we will be worried!" Qi Ziyi forced a smile and said to the old man with white beard.

"Well! Toast, no penalty! If you don't go, do you have to let us carry you in? " Before Qi Ziyi could finish speaking, the old man with white beard had knocked his crutch on the ground again and again.

Just now that polite expression completely disappeared, replaced by a face of gloomy and evil, looking at us as if looking at the prey.

"Invite these guests into the village." With that, the old man with white beard turned and walked away on crutches.

"Hey, wait..." what else did Qi Ziyi want to say when he stepped forward? A stout villager stood in front of him and pushed his hand on his shoulder. Qi Ziyi was unprepared and staggered back a few steps before he stood firm.

"You are too rough." Qi Ziyi rubs his shoulder. Although he has been studying in the mountain for many years with his master, he is also a rich second generation anyway! Since I was a child, I have been well-dressed and well treated. How can I ever meet such a barbarian who doesn't speak and starts first!

But no one cared how Ziyi felt. After the white beard and old hair gave the order, the villagers with hoes came closer to us, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller.