"Grandma, do you still remember me?"

Su Xi dragged her heavy body slowly into the mist and greeted something unknown.

“…”

Hu Xiaobei stopped in silence.

She didn't ask Su Xi who she was talking to, nor did she rush to check on the situation.

That kind of mentally retarded approach only appears in TV dramas.

In reality, if you do this, you will either alert the enemy, or you will fall into a trap.

Hu Xiaobei even retracted the wind blade and held his breath at the same time.

She was hidden in the mist, and her dagger was unsheathed silently.

Like the apex predator.

As long as Su Xi shows the slightest abnormality, she will chop off the opponent's head without hesitation.

A brief moment of silence.

After realizing that she didn't get a response, Su Xi spoke again.

"Grandma, grandma?"

The lonely sound echoed in the yard, which was creepy.

Sudden.

Another voice sounded, responding to Su Xi's words.

"Girl...who are you looking for?"

The voice was deep, muddy, and a little hoarse.

But it sounds surprisingly good.

It even makes people imagine what beautiful songs such a voice can sing.

"Are there actually any living people in the village..."

The frown slowly relaxed, and the girl's posture relaxed slightly.

Her senses told her that something was obviously wrong here.

There is no human smell in the air, and the millstone shows no signs of use.

She didn't even hear the extra heartbeat.

Of course, if the other party was a dying old man, all this would barely make sense.

"Grandma, you don't remember me."

Su Xi smiled, as well-behaved as a little girl.

Hu Xiaobei still remained on guard, but also followed Su Xi forward.

As the distance gets closer, the other person's image becomes clearer.

She is a kind-hearted old lady.

Aged over eighty.

His hair is white with a hint of yellow, and is tied messily on the back of his head.

His face is covered with wrinkles and age spots, and his skin has turned bronze due to years of sun exposure.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, but they had been washed and turned white.

Apart from having a nice and outrageous voice, he is just an ordinary rural person.

Before being disturbed by Su Xi, she was busy with something with her head down.

The cracked palms are covered with calluses, and the fingers have metal tips.

The other hand is holding a fish bone needle and seems to be sewing a huge fishing net.

At this moment, she was looking up at Su Xi with a confused look on her face, as if she didn't understand why this boldly dressed girl appeared here.

"I came here more than ten years ago and lived in your house at that time."

The woman smiled and knelt down and spoke softly.

"I was about...this tall."

Su Xi said as she grabbed Xiaohua and pushed her in front of the old lady.

"ah…"

The old lady frowned, her cloudy eyes wandering back and forth on Su Xi.

After a long moment, she nodded slowly, turned around and walked into the house.

"I'm not here to reminisce with you."

Hu Xiaobei finally showed his figure at this moment.

She put the short knife against Su Xi's back and snatched the little flower back from her hand.

"Feel sorry."

Su Xi gently raised her hands and answered with a smile.

"I've been here after all, and it's a very valuable source of information."

"You can't..."

Cha.

The short knife passed by, and the little finger of Su Xi's left hand was completely broken off, and fell to the ground with a snap.

Blood spurted out, and Su Xi was stunned for two seconds before she noticed the pain.

She covered the wound and sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Hu Xian knows how to search for souls... he will die after searching."

"You are not qualified to make conditions."

The fox-eared girl spoke coldly, her short sword flashing with cold light.

What Su Xi said is actually correct.

She is the only one who has an impression of Chen Jiaweizi, and is indeed a very precious source of information.

Hu Xiaobei asked her to walk in front because he wanted to avoid detours.

But this does not mean that Su Xi can take the initiative.

The Soul Searching Technique was made up, and it was true that Hu Xiaobei didn't care about Su Xi's life or death.

"I know...I know."

Su Xi's teeth were trembling a little, but she still responded obediently.

She found that her usual tricks were completely useless.

The other party didn't give him any chance to use his tricks.

This familiar feeling of frustration…

It was exactly the same as when facing Wang Jin.

——

"Did you find it?"

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Found it."

The drama fanatic nodded seriously, a wise light flashing in his eyes.

So they both spoke at the same time.

"The rain has stopped."

"It's almost lunch time... cough."

The play boy shrank his neck, swallowed the second half of the sentence, and nodded pretendingly.

"Yeah, the rain stopped."

"call…"

Wang Jin raised his head and looked at the sky.

Occasionally one or two pale faces would appear in the clouds, looking down.

The rain stopped, but the [rainwater] did not disappear.

They turned into this mist-like water vapor.
To be continued...