"Is anyone? Is anyone at home?" Yan Caiwu knocked very hard, and after knocking for a long time, a woman came out of the house.
The woman looked at him with caution, then looked at Nan Liyou behind him, and her face turned pale, and she was about to close the door.
Yan Caiwu pressed his hands against the door with both hands and shouted breathlessly: "Sister, if you have something to say, what are you doing?"
"Monster... monster... ah! Go away! Go away!" the woman shouted in panic. After all, how could it be that woman withstand the strength of that man.
At this time, the little baby behind the woman rushed towards Yan Caiwu with half a bucket of water.
After a sudden shock, Yan Caiwu's hands and feet were numb and he paused.
The woman took the opportunity to put her on his leg and then closed the door with a bang.
Yan Caiwu sat on the ground with grievance, his whole body was wet, and when the cold wind blew, it suddenly became cold.
He fought up and down his lips: "Old, boss, I can't handle it. You guys, think of a way for yourself!"
Nan Liyou frowned, held his hands in front of his chest, and looked around.
"I'll go." Lian put a hand behind her, walked to the front, knocking on the door of the family just now.
The door opened soon, and the woman was about to get angry. When she saw the lotus, her eyes suddenly had a peach blossom-like light.
After saying a few words, the woman actually went in from the house and stuffed a pot of things into Lian's arms.
Lian nodded and smiled slightly, and the woman was stunned in place.
"Let's go!" Lian came over, threw the things in her arms to Yan Caiwu, and took a step forward.
Nan Liyou followed silently.
Yan Caiwu got up from the ground and trotted.
In front of me is a house made of stone, which is different from other houses in this market.
Judging from the color of the stone, it has been at least decades.
After Lian knocked on the door, the door creaked and opened.
A white-bearded old man walked out from inside. He looked up and down at Lian, then looked at Nan Liyou and Yan Caiwu behind him.
The expression on his face suddenly froze. He was about to close the door when Nan Liyou jumped in front of him.
She opened the door with one hand, her eyes fell on the old man, and said respectfully: "I'm here to find Wang Dakan! I have something important to ask!"
The old man shook his figure and asked, "What are you asking for him?"
"I want to know where the Purgatory Volcano is!" Nan Liyou asked slowly, paying attention to the expression on the old man's face.
If she didn't get it wrong, this old man should be Wang Dakan.
"There is no such person here!" The old man's scattered dark brown pupils first expanded, then flashed, and then calmed down quickly.
Nan Liyou smiled coldly, and opened his back on the door panel, teasing: "Oh? But someone told us that Wang Dakan lives here. Old man, it's not good to lie!"
The old man was shocked and looked at the boy who was only about twelve years old again in surprise. Finally, he sighed, relaxed his hands, and raised his head: "Come in!"
The three of them had no doubts and followed the old man into the house.
There was a cluster of very burning bonfires in the corner of the house. The old man sat by the bonfire and pointed to the stool next to him: "Sit down!"
Yan Caiwu was so cold that he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar. He had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and he jumped to the bonfire and sat down.
Unceremoniously, he took off his soaked coat and roasted it on fire.
Lian and Nan Liyou sat silently next to the old man, waiting quietly for the old man to say something.