Because every time for a long time, Duanmu yawang felt that she had to cook many times, so this time, she specially spent more rice. In fact, she was not full after eating two bowls. She stopped when she saw the old man eating three bowls.

"No more?"

The old man looked at her when he saw her stop chopsticks.

"I'm full." Duanmu yawang glanced at the rice pot while filling the soup into the bowl and said faintly, "there should be half a bowl left. Grandpa, you've finished eating. Don't keep it."

"OK."

The old man knew how much Duanmu yawang ate before. She should have eaten almost two bowls, smashed her mouth, filled the rest of the rice in the pot and ate it in a big gulp.

Duanmuya looked at the old man while drinking the soup. She looked at him with more clear eyes and less wrinkled skin than before. Finally, she couldn't help but wonder, "Grandpa, why are you getting younger and younger?"

The old man took a meal, was not angry, and hummed without raising his head: "you must be dazzled."

"How possible!"

Duanmuya looked at him. "I remember you looked 70 and 80 before, and you were about to die. Now you look more than 60, and your height has grown a lot..."

"Dazzled, dazzled!"

The old man raised his head and stared at her. "When was I so old? I tell you, I look like 20 or 30 at most!"

“??!”

Twenty or thirty?

Duanmuya took a sip of soup and almost gushed out because of the old man's words.

Is he teasing her? At first, his eyes were so turbid that he almost thought he had lost his sight. He was bent and old. It was polite to say that he was in his 70s and 80s.

She smiled: "Grandpa, are you sure you have a concept of age?"

"What do you mean?"

The old man was unhappy, and his eyes stared under the mask. "I tell you, when old people have a concept of age, you probably haven't been born in your last life!"

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyebrows and reasoned directly with him: "Grandpa, you said this yourself. Join me in my last life, 60 or 70, and I'm more than ten years old in this life. It adds up to more than 80. You're older than me in two lives. Aren't you 70 or 80?"

The old man stared at her and suddenly sneered deeply.

No language.

Somehow, the look in his eyes surprised Duanmu yawang, and he felt that he had been seen through.

She smiled, "Grandpa, do you think I'm wrong?"

"Right, you know."

After dinner, the old man continued to drink soup and answered softly. It seemed that he was no longer interested in the topic of marijuana leaves.

Right, you know?

Duanmu yawang chewed this sentence in his heart and suddenly calculated his two life things.

In her last life, she was 20, and in this life, she was 15. Even if the two lives add up, she would be 35, but she didn't live by herself for more than ten years.

Therefore, she lived for 21 years at most.

Only the little white deer knew about it.

As long as the old man in front of her was not a worm in her heart, he could not know it.

But did he say this at will or if he meant something?

"What do you think?"

The old man suddenly said angrily, "there's still meat in the pot. Don't you eat it?"

"No."

Duanmu yawang drank a bowl of soup and several dishes. He felt full. He sat on a stone and burped and said, "please eat the rest of the meat, Grandpa."

"You just can't eat."

The old man became more and more wordy. After drinking a mouthful of soup, he began to scold Duanmu yawang: "you are a young man. You don't eat as much as me. No wonder you don't grow tall."

“……”

Duanmu yawang turned his eyes secretly and wanted to say that he didn't continue to grow tall because he was a girl. It has nothing to do with eating more and less, okay?

Besides, as a woman, I eat enough.

Duanmu yawang didn't speak. The old man thought Duanmu yawang was sulking and didn't comfort him. After eating, he bent over and clumsily cleaned up the dishes and dishes to wash.

He has been doing all these things since they ate together.

However, the old man was not good at these things at all. At the beginning, he almost broke her bowl and didn't wash it clean. He was promoted by Duanmu yawang before he made progress.

But these days, still clumsy.

Duanmu Ya looked and shook her head.

During his stay here, Duanmu yawang not only tried to find food, but also studied and refined herbs, but also practiced.

One day, the old man saw that she was in meditation and moved her eyebrows.

He went back to his cave and threw her a book when he came out.

Duanmu yawang's cultivation was interrupted. He opened his eyes and looked at a very old book thrown into his arms. He picked it up and looked at the cover.

No words.

"Grandpa, what is this?"

"Of course it's a secret script."

The old man folded his hands in his sleeves and looked cold: "for my sake, I'll give it to you."

Give people things and put up a shelf.

Duanmu looked at the book and looked down. He suddenly saw that it was yellowing as if it were contaminated with soil. There was no word or pattern on the page.

“……!”

She stared: "Grandpa, there's nothing on it. What do you want me to see?"

As soon as the old man heard this, he leaned over to have a look, frowned, then stared at her strangely with a pair of eyes and muttered, "it's really not... It's unreasonable..."

Duanmu looked at the speech and said, "Grandpa, this book is yours. Don't you know if there are words on it?"

"What do you mean by asking me?"

The old man looked unhappy. He grabbed the book with a Shua. He said angrily, "it seems that I overestimate you. You're not suitable for it. I'll take it back."

Then, with a flash of body shape, there was no trace.

“……”

Duanmu yawang is inexplicable.

More inexplicably, Duanmu yawang never saw the old man again the next day.

Duanmuya looked to pat him on the stone gate and didn't respond to her.

Duanmu yawang remembered that when the two had not been familiar before, the old man had not seen him for a few days. In addition, he should be very familiar with this place, so he didn't worry any more.

The old man didn't come out, and no one ate with her. Duanmu yawang didn't bother to stay where he lived. He remembered that he hadn't gone out to have a look for many days, so he walked around.

Duanmu yawang came from the West. He had been to the east or south before, and had never been to the north.

This time, she went north.