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Chapter 2 Do you have a master?

After grabbing the door frame and pulling out of the cab, Ye An realized the environment he was in. He stumbled and almost fell down again.

"This is the deep mountains and old forests!"

Judging from the surrounding signs, there is almost no human habitation, but there are signs of human activity on the ground.

There is a looming trail, with grass growing out of the cracks in the rocks. It was probably stepped on by people, and it is no longer obvious under the dense weeds.

Sitting on the car frame, Ye An confusedly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, lit it, and slowly puffed away. This was the weirdest thing. Not to mention that he had never seen it before, even if he had heard of it,

never heard of that.

Ye An murmured to himself as the smoke filled the air: "Did I encounter a so-called mysterious event? How could there be... people in this deep mountain and forest?!"

Suddenly, Ye An saw a man standing behind a big tree nearby, sticking his head out and looking at him blankly. Judging from his "unique" hairstyle, he should be a Taoist priest.

The sudden appearance of a person instantly ignited hope in Ye An's heart.

He turned over and got out of the car, walked over with a smile and bowed in front of the old Taoist: "This immortal, I am so polite to you, I don't know where we are? Where is the nearest highway intersection?"

Ye An can be sure that he is not in Kaifeng. Kaifeng is located in a plain. There are no high mountains around, let alone wild animals.

The old Taoist also looked confused. He could probably understand something from Ye An's words, but he didn't quite understand. What is "silk deer mouth"?

The accent is also quite strange. It is not the Kaifeng dialect or Luoyang dialect in Mandarin. The voice is a bit stiff and has a slight northern accent.

"This is Zhongyue Songshan, where the sixth cave of our Taoist family, Sima Cave, is located. The immortal Deng Yunshan ruled it..."

Before the old Taoist finished speaking, Ye An became angry, and the hand that was originally holding out the cigarette clenched into a fist, because he didn't understand the whole sentence in ancient dialect, but he only understood the word "Sima"...

For a moment, Ye An only thought that this old Taoist looked like a fairy, but he didn't expect that he would hurt others with his words!

"You are so good at asking for immortality?! You are just an old gangster!"

Ye An stepped forward and reached out to grab Lao Dao's front. Unexpectedly, Lao Dao, who was as thin as dry wood, reacted quickly. He quickly stepped back and pulled out the long sword from behind with a backhand.

Although the shape of the sword is not good-looking, the sword really makes the sound of gold and iron when it is unsheathed. The most important thing is... there is a blood groove on the sword!

Looking at the tip of the sword in front of him, Ye An stared at the old man in surprise: "You... this is a bit too much! The blood groove is not considered a work of art, and private possession of controlled knives will result in detention."

The veteran didn't understand what he was saying, so he shouted loudly: "Bold madman, how dare you..."

But the old Taoist's words stopped mid-sentence. He remembered the scene just now and looked at the small black house. The old Taoist was surprised, could this man fall from the sky?

Ye An understood every word of the shouting, "Bold maniac? Who is bold!"

This old man doesn't curse people, he also hides controlled knives, and he looks like he's going to fight him. He's a kind of seeker, he's a gangster!

"Where are you from, boy?"

The old Taoist held the sword in one hand and pinched the finger of the sword with the other hand and looked at Ye An warily. In his opinion, what came down from the sky was not necessarily a god, but maybe a monster!

Ye An probably understood what he meant, and pointed to the sword in his hand: "If you have something to say, please say it, and don't do anything. Going to jail is not a glorious thing, and it will also discredit your Taoism, right?"

Although he didn't understand Ye An's words, he understood what he meant when he saw his polite look. The old man snorted softly and threw the long sword high in his hand...

Ye An was stunned as he watched the long sword draw a perfect arc in the air and insert it steadily into the scabbard.

"That's okay?! I've met the Sword Immortal, haven't I?!"

Bang bang bang bang…………

Before the veteran could say anything, Ye An beside him clapped his hands. This guy was so acrobatic.

Just by standing in the night market, setting up a small table, erecting a banner, doing things like judging events, fortune telling, fortune telling, and fortune telling, business will definitely explode!

Since there was a language barrier, the words were always interchangeable. Ye An guessed that it might have been a misunderstanding just now. He picked up a branch on the ground and wrote: "Excuse me, where is this?"

The old Taoist looked at Ye An in surprise. He didn't expect that this boy of unknown origin could actually write well.

But then he frowned slightly, wiped off the radical of the word "please" with his foot, took the wooden stick in Ye An's hand, wrote "Word" and poked it hard.

Traditional Chinese characters?

Ye An nodded. This veteran has some depth! He actually knows traditional Chinese. Such people are rare nowadays. Of course, it is possible here after all.

Rewriting the original words in traditional Chinese, Ye An poked the ground again, and the answer was "Zhongyue Songshan". Ye An breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhongyue Songshan Mountain is in Dengfeng. Dengfeng is not that far from Kaifeng, only more than 100 kilometers away.

It seems that I have encountered a so-called mysterious incident.

However, Ye An looked around in surprise. Why didn't he see any tourist attractions or service halls, let alone the crowds of tourists?

"The old Taoist priest is here to lend a hand and help me turn the car over!"

Ye An gestured to the old Taoist priest while talking. After some exchanges, Ye An could barely talk to the old Taoist, but he needed to add some gestures to make it clearer.

Even if there are occasionally a few words that he doesn't understand, with a few "soul moves" from Ye An, the veteran can quickly understand what he means.

The veteran walked around the overturned car twice, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became. Only then did he realize that this black thing actually had a huge crystal and many small crystals!

The flawless crystal can clearly see the inside of the "little black house", and there is something on one side of the "little house" that can illuminate people's details. This thing is much clearer than a bronze mirror.

I couldn't help but get in the car and keep looking at my face in the small mirror, and even planned to trim my beard...

He didn't recognize the things inside, but when he saw Ye An's appearance, he knew that he meant to turn the things over so that they would fall apart.

After getting out of the car, the old Taoist priest pointed to the driveway: "What is this?"

Ye An was even more surprised and pointed and said: "You don't recognize the car?! How many years have you been in the mountains! Let's not talk about it for now. Turning the car over is the most serious thing!"

A car plus the groceries inside was quite heavy. Ye An didn't think he and Lao Dao could turn the overturned car over, but there was a jack in the car.

When you go out, you have to provide everything. Who knows what annoying emergencies you may encounter?

Although a jack is not enough to straighten an overturned car, it can create a greater distance between the car and the ground. It is not easy to lift a large tree that has fallen on the ground, but it is necessary to lift a large tree that has fallen on the wall.

Much easier.

There are many thick wooden sticks in the woods. As long as the jack lifts the car to a sufficient height from the ground, Ye An and Lao Dao can easily right these overturned black walnuts.


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