Although Meng Zhe said this, she smiled, but she saw Song Jiang and Lao Deng were both chilling. The former naturally knew that Meng Zhe was definitely the kind of person who said what he said, while the latter just instinctively felt an inexplicable fear...

When it was almost noon, Old Deng pointed to a big rock facing the sun and said, "Let's go there and rest for a while. I usually rest there when I go up the mountain."

Song Jiang was already very tired, but seeing that Meng Zhe was blushing all the way, he couldn't open his mouth and say he was tired first. After all, he had to take care of this matter to the end. He couldn't stand it if he could not walk some mountain roads, right?!

After the three of them walked to the big stone, they took out their food to satisfy their hunger. Old Deng was still talking about some legends in Cangduo Mountain, but in Song Jiang's opinion, they were all beautified and had no new ideas...

"Uncle Deng, why are you obsessed with collecting this?" Song Jiang asked casually with a bite of the bread in his hand.

When Old Deng heard this, he laughed, "Actually, I was curious at the beginning, and I thought the things left by the older generation were very interesting... I remember seeing a wind lamp from the Republic of China on a street stall. It looked the size of a copper cigarette box when I hit it. As a result, a small wind lamp that can be held in the hands of the stall owner was formed in a few seconds, which was very portable. At that time, I thought that the wisdom of the ancients could not be underestimated. Some ideas and designs were unexpected by modern people no matter what. It was from that time that I began to be obsessed with collecting old objects, and I didn't want the wisdom of the older generation to disappear in this world."

Song Jiang didn't expect that Lao Deng, a middle-aged greasy uncle, had a lot of ideas, and instantly threw away his previous vulgar image. So he smiled and said, "Then do you support your family in your collection of these old objects?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Song Jiang said this, Old Deng's face changed slightly, and then he said a little embarrassedly, "To be honest... I'm not very supportive. My wife divorced me a few years ago because of this."

When Song Jiang heard that he was just poking someone’s scar, he hurriedly said, “Sorry, Uncle Deng, look at my mouth, which pot doesn’t open to the pot…”

After hearing this, Old Deng waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I've been used to it alone for so many years. There's no pressure. I earn money and spend it myself. I don't have to be responsible for anyone and I won't drag anyone down. I just need to be responsible for the old items I collect. In fact, I'm quite happy with this kind of life."

Song Jiang didn't know how to answer Old Deng's words. He had always envied those who had family members. He didn't expect that there were people like Old Deng who didn't need family members in this world...

Meng Zhe, who had never spoken much, said at this time, "Whether you have a family depends on fate. You cannot force everything. If you have it, cherish it. If you don't have it, don't belittle yourself."

Song Jiang smiled bitterly after hearing this, "Well, just like Uncle Deng said, without family, there is no responsibility... It's good that this is good."

Just as the three of them were resting and preparing to leave, Meng Zhe accidentally looked at the big stone where the three of them were sitting, and found that the green moss on it seemed to be very regular, so he quickly picked up a piece of branch from the side and scratched it hard, and found that there were some strange patterns below, which seemed to be very similar to the totem image......

Seeing this, Song Jiang bent down and observed carefully. They quickly came to the conclusion that it seemed that this area should have been the territory of the tribe where the mute ghost was located in that year, and they should have found the right place this time.

"I have sat on this stone several times, but I have never found a carved pattern on it? Unfortunately, it's just too big, otherwise I would definitely move it home!" Old Deng said with surprise.

When Song Jiang heard Old Deng say this, he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter... When you come next time, you can copy the pattern on it!"

When Old Deng heard this, he immediately said happily, "Yes! You young people are smart!"

On the way that followed, Song Jiang and Meng Zhe discovered many huge rocks with totem images, but most of them were covered with thick moss. If they were not deliberately looking at it, it would be difficult to find it at a glance...

It was very dark in the mountains, and it was completely dark before five o'clock. So Song Jiang and the others could already see the smoke coming out of the chimney of Lao Pu's house from afar. It seemed that they would be able to catch up with their supper now.

When he was about to reach the door of Lao Pu's house, Lao Deng specifically told Song Jiang and the others, "Lao Pu has a little stubborn temper. If you say anything ugly, don't mind!"

When Song Jiang heard this, he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, we know what we know..."

As soon as the few people walked to the door of Lao Pu's house, they saw a woman wearing a floral headscarf coming out to feed the chickens with a wooden basin. When they saw someone coming, they looked a little panicked, but when she saw that the person walking in front was Lao Deng, they quickly turned around and shouted into the room, "His father... Brother Deng is here!"

As the woman finished speaking, a middle-aged man with dark skin walked out of the house. Song Jiang knew at a glance that the other party was a good person who had been walking in the mountains all year round... Lao Wu showed a smile on his face when he saw Lao Deng, but when he saw Song Jiang and the others behind him, the smile quickly disappeared.

Old Deng knew his old friend's temper well, so he quickly explained, "These two are friends I just made, and I want to ask you about some things about Ajie drum."

Lao Bao's face changed slightly after hearing this, but for Lao Deng's sake, he still said in a deep voice, "Let's talk in the house!"

After Song Jiang and the other two followed Lao Bao into the house, they found that the other party's home was really simple. As soon as they entered, they were in the kitchen. In addition to the stove for cooking, they could only place a wooden table. There were two bedrooms on the left and right, and one of them had a smell of herbs that seemed to be there and not seem to be there...

Lao Po saw that he was a serious person. After he let Song Jiang and the other two go into the house, he asked his wife to go to the stove to serve food, and then he greeted the three of them and said, "Let's have dinner first. I'm tired after walking on the mountain road for a day. I'll talk about anything when I have enough to eat."
Chapter completed!