"Hey, old man, just wait a little longer. Anyway, you're not missing a day or two."
As soon as Xu Tong left, Gao Zhuo cracked melon seeds and muttered to himself.
"Huh? How do you know I'm not missing two days??"
The old man on the side was stunned for a moment and looked at Gao Zhuo strangely.
Hearing this, Gao Zhuo quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, I'm talking about something else. By the way, old man, can I ask something from you?"
The old man nodded. He had grown up here for half his life and nothing else. But if you asked about anything, whether it was the love story between Grandma Li and Uncle Wang or the birthmark on the buttocks of the old Zhang family's daughter-in-law, the old man knew it very well.
"Do you know the place called Black Wind Pond?"
"Black Wind Pond??"
The old man was stunned for a second, as if he was thinking about the name: "No... I think I've heard of it, but I don't think it's in this area. Are you looking for the wrong place?"
Gao Zhuo was shocked. He was just asking casually, but he didn't expect the old man to actually know. He immediately became more energetic: "You know, that's great. If Black Wind Pond is not here, then where is it?"
"If you ask others about Black Wind Lake, you may not necessarily know about it. Only older people know about this place. Back then, when there was a bandit invasion in Western Hunan, the bandit leader occupied a hilltop. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack. That hilltop was called Black Wind Ridge.
It is said that there is a black wind somewhere every summer.
As long as the black wind blows on a person, his skin will peel off even if he is not dead. If the black wind is stronger, all humans and animals will die wherever it passes. Some people say that it is the territory of the Black Wind King.
Later, when we were suppressing bandits, we also encountered this black storm. I heard that it was quite disastrous at the time.
It is said that a passing Taoist priest cast a spell and dispersed the black wind.
The Taoist priest left a message before leaving.
Immortals are no more than Black Wind Ridge, and the Yin and Yang are beyond the gate and within the gate.
There are hundreds of poisons in the world, but they are not as dangerous as the human heart.
He proclaimed himself a prince to represent Yama, but how could he know that he would never meet the real King of Hell?
Don’t be fooled that there are no ghosts and gods today, for there will be retribution in the future.”
It is strange to say that after the Taoist priest finished reading this passage, Heifeng can no longer be seen in Heifeng Ridge, so the Black Water Pool Gao Zhuo mentioned is under Heifeng Ridge.
"Great, then can you tell me where the Black Wind Ridge is??"
Gao Zhuo hit the snake with a stick, quickly poured a cup of tea for the old man, and asked where Heifeng Ridge was.
Hearing this, the old man waved his hand: "You can go wherever you want, to Black Wind Ridge, don't go, don't go."
"But we really have to go to Heifeng Ridge. Master, you must help us."
Gao Zhuo was really a little anxious. Although the [Lingling Yin and Yang Feng Shui Map] in his hand had corresponding drawings, times have changed drastically. Even a modern high-definition map needs to be updated every year, let alone a completely hand-drawn map.
Maps cannot stand up to scrutiny in many places.
The two of them could only find a vague direction based on the map. After entering the mountains, it might not be easy to find this location.
"No, no, kid, you can't go to that place."
The old Chinese said with great emphasis: "When we suppressed bandits, there were too many bandits who died in Heifeng Ridge. They were so evil that none of them could come back."
Just when Gao Zhuo wanted to continue persuading him, he heard a cry from outside the door: "Boss, is there anything to eat?"
While talking, a young man wearing sunglasses opened the door and walked in.
Gao Zhuo glanced sideways and felt a thump in his heart. He didn't recognize the young man, but on such a cold day, the young man was wearing a summer dress and didn't care about the cold outside. However, his physique didn't seem to be particularly strong.
So when he saw the young man for the first time, two words flashed through Gao Zhuo's mind: "Player!"
"Yes, yes. The young man is not afraid of the cold. He wears so little."
The old man stepped forward, looked at the young man, and exclaimed.
"My body is naturally hot and I am not afraid of the cold. Boss, please bring me something to eat. I am very hungry."
The young man said with a smile. As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Gao Zhuo who was sitting beside him. After the two looked at each other, they were startled at the same time. The young man grinned and nodded towards Gao Zhuo with a smile.
Although the probability of players meeting each other in reality is not low, Gao Zhuo is inevitably wary of meeting them in such a remote place. Coupled with what Xu Tong said last night, he suddenly becomes even more wary.
stand up.
Seeing the young man nodding and smiling towards him, Gao Zhuo reluctantly nodded.
The old man didn't notice these details and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you came at the right time. I just happened to make a specialty dish. I will divide it for you to eat early."
As the old man said this, he walked into the kitchen and prepared to serve lunch to the two of them. As for Xu Tong's portion, he said he could leave a separate portion for him.
When the old man walked into the kitchen, the young man sat directly opposite Gao Zhuo.
"Hello, Mian Renyu, what is your name?"
"Hide the corpse!"
Gao Zhuo said a random title with a cold face.
No one among the players will tell each other their real names. If someone takes advantage of them, they will be in big trouble.
However, as soon as Gao Zhuo finished speaking, the old man poked his head out of the kitchen and said, "Xiao Gao, do you want rice or noodles?"
Gao Zhuo's mouth twitched, but he still pretended to be relaxed and responded: "Eat noodles."
"Eat some noodles. I'll roll some noodles for you later, young man."
Zangren Yu raised his head and said with a smile: "I like to eat rice."
"Okay, I'll be fine in a minute." The old man nodded, then got into the kitchen and started working again.
"Actually, I think you should eat rice."
Burial Man Yu looked at Gao Zhuo with a smile.
Hearing this, Gao Zhuo also sneered. He glanced at the door thoughtfully, raised his brows and sneered: "Yes, longevity noodles, broken-head rice, I think it's better for me to eat noodles."
"You think I can't kill you."
Zhan Renyu looked towards the kitchen: "But I think I can."
Sensing Zang Renyu's gaze, his face suddenly turned cold, and a cold murderous aura surged out of his body. You could see that Gao Zhuo's nails were rapidly growing longer and turning black.
Zang Renyu seemed to have noticed this, but instead he became more excited and put his palms in the bag on his waist to fumble around, while not forgetting to glance at Gao Zhuo's buttocks.
At this moment, the old man brought a bowl of hot rice and a stack of cooked noodles and placed them on the table.
"Serve the main food first, and the dishes will be served later."
"Don't worry." Zhan Renyu always kept a smile on his face: "Uncle, the wind is stronger here, can you close the door first?"
"Okay, you can turn it off." The old man didn't take it seriously and handed a bottle of wine from the cabinet to the table: "Drink some of the rice wine I brewed to drive away the cold. Did I just say that you wear this?"
Too little."
"OK!"
Burian Renyu always behaves like a good baby, harmless to humans and animals.
He stood up and walked slowly to the door, closing the courtyard door.
Gao Zhuo wanted to take advantage of the moment the door was closed to take action, but Mian Renyu seemed to be on guard. Before Gao Zhuo could take action, he pointed in the direction of the kitchen.
The underlying meaning is that if you dare to take action, I will kill the old man first.
Hearing this, Gao Zhuo looked sideways at the kitchen.
Through the kitchen glass, I saw the old man rummaging for something on the cupboard. He frowned and could only sit down temporarily.
He regards human life as grass, and the life and death of the old man is actually not important to him.
But this is the real world after all, and if someone loses his life, it can't always be like in the world of the script. The worst he can do is just leave and leave, and the subsequent impact will affect his family.
Furthermore, I hadn't learned the location of the Black Wind Pond from the old man, so I couldn't help but hold back the anger in my heart and sit down again.
Seeing this, Zhanren Yu nodded with satisfaction and sat back on the chair.
Then he changed the positions of the rice and noodles on the table, and the smile at the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "I've changed my mind. You should eat the decapitated meal."
"Gululu..."
When the iron pot was opened, steaming white mist rose, and a rich aroma began to spread.
I saw that the meat in the pot was red and translucent, exuding an attractive luster and fragrance.
However, the old man didn't seem very satisfied with this.
Slowly he pulled out a small square wooden box from the cupboard.
Carefully wipe off the dust on the box with a rag, go to the stove and open the box, only to see a big shriveled toad in the box.
The toad has been stir-fried so much that only a piece of skin is left, but even so, the size of the toad can be estimated through the skin.
At least even the fatter bullfrog is probably not one-third the size of the toad in the box.
What's strange is that the toad's back is actually densely covered with pearls the size of rice grains.
The old man shook his finger, and suddenly beads-like things spilled from the toad's back and fell into the pot.
Looking at this delicious meal, the old man finally showed a kind smile on his face: "Once in a while, the village director won't know..."