Although I don’t know whether the people in the Demon Tower are real or fake, whether they are illusions or reality, now that I have seen them, I have to find out.
We walked through the dense woods and headed down the mountain. Not long after, a path appeared in front of us. Although the path was narrow and not easy to walk in some places, it was indeed a path trodden by people.
After walking along the path that appeared, the path became flat and wide. Although the width was limited, it was indeed a real road.
At this time, Lin Haoming could already see the villages in the distance along the road. Before, he could only see some smoke from cooking on the cliff, but now he could clearly see the villages scattered among the woods.
The village is not very big, probably only about twenty or thirty households in total. And I didn't see any fields along the way. I'm afraid this village should be an Orion village.
Walking towards the village, Lin Haoming arrived at the entrance of the village not long after. It was said to be the entrance of the village, but in fact it was just the words "Banpo Village" carved on a stone on the roadside.
"Sir, what's the matter with you?" Just as Lin Haoming was looking at the stone carvings, an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties asked cautiously.
Lin Haoming knew that whether it was the thunder bombardment, the battle with the clone, or the final climb, the clothes he was wearing were in tatters. As soon as he reached the top of the cliff, he immediately lost all his mana. He didn't care at first, but now he knew that he was in the eyes of the other party.
situation.
Lin Haoming thought about pretending to be depressed, saluted the old man, and told him: 'I moved to another country with my parents, but I didn't expect to meet a thief on the way and ran all the way to the mountains for my life before I found the village.' But be careful, the old man has seen that he has
He doesn't look like a down-and-out person, and he doesn't lie easily. Although his magic power is not there, his physical strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people. But if you want to find out what's going on here, you'd better not get into trouble easily.
Having made the decision, Lin Haoming immediately clasped his fists and said: "Old man, my surname is Lin. I have been practicing in the mountains for more than a year. I planned to leave the mountains, but I met a white tiger on the road. I was delayed for several days and even torn my clothes.
I wonder if the old man can give me some food and clothes. Although Lin has nothing to offer at this time, he will repay the old man."
"Young master is a martial artist? I wonder which level of martial arts master you are?" When the old man heard this, he was not only a little surprised, but the way he looked at Lin Haoming also changed a little.
Lin Haoming didn't know what this warrior meant, but he looked like he was not simple. Moreover, he saw that the old man's steps were steady and his breathing seemed to have some rules. He thought for a moment and said: "The old man should also be a martial artist, right? I don't know what the old man is."
Where’s the stairs?”
Hearing Lin Haoming's question, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "Young master, you are joking, what kind of martial artist am I? I can barely be regarded as a third-class warrior, and I am far from a martial artist. I was too abrupt before."
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"May I ask where this place is?" Sensing the old man's attitude towards him, Lin Haoming simply asked about other questions. As for asking about warriors and martial arts masters, he should leave it later to avoid arousing the other party's suspicion.
"This is the depths of Daliang Mountain. Even if we leave the mountain, we have to walk for two days." The old man seemed to have no doubts and answered Lin Haoming directly. However, for Lin Haoming, now in the Demon Tower, this so-called Daliang Mountain is meaningless.
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Of course, Lin Haoming would not be like this. Instead, he continued to ask: "I wonder which state or county is closer to here?"
"We usually go to Shanyang County to exchange things. Shanyang County is affiliated to Luzhou!" the old man said in detail.
"It turns out that this is the boundary of Luzhou. Lin will rest here for a few days. During this period, if anything happens, please come to me. The handwriting on the stone tablet at the entrance of your village is not clear, so I can help you."
As Lin Haoming spoke, he stretched out a finger and seemingly lightly traced the original handwriting.
"Ah! This is lapis lazuli. Is the young master already a third-class martial artist?" the old man shouted in horror.
When Lin Haoming heard this, he looked at the other party's surprised look and smiled lightly: "Old man, do you know that I am a third-class martial artist, not a second-class martial artist?"
Seeing Lin Haoming's move, the old man naturally did not dare to be careless anymore and immediately explained: "Young Master can easily penetrate three inches into a stone with his fingers. Although fourth-level martial arts masters can also do it, there is no way that Young Master can do it so easily. Of course, if
It is certainly possible that the young master is a second-class martial artist."
Lin Haoming listened to what the old man said, and it seemed that there were at least fourth-level martial arts masters, or even more. Obviously, first-level martial arts masters were the most powerful, and so on. And the strength he showed could be regarded as a third-level martial arts master, which should be considered relatively good in the eyes of this old man.
It's awesome.
After thinking about it, Lin Haoming didn't say anything more, but simply said: "Old man, don't ask any more questions, just prepare a room for me to rest!"
"That's no problem. I am the head of this village. Master, please follow me!" the old man said, immediately leading the way.
Lin Haoming noticed that in fact, in the distance, someone had been carefully looking at this place. The reason why this old man came was probably because of his aloof status in this village.
Although Lin Haoming could not use his spiritual consciousness to observe or use magic power at the moment, his eyesight was still far beyond ordinary people. He found that most of the village was still women and children, and there were not many young and middle-aged men. As for the elderly, there were probably not many.
The old man led Lin Haoming into a wooden house. The wooden house seemed simple, but it was clean inside and the place was not small. In addition to the foyer, there were three rooms and a kitchen. At this time, you could see through the door.
When I saw a woman who was nearly forty years old, she was making a bed. Both the sheets and the quilt seemed to be new. It seemed that the other party had already given orders when she came to find her.
From these details, Lin Haoming could tell that this old man should have some background, otherwise he would not be so careful. Even if he was in the Demon Tower, Lin Haoming would not underestimate him.
"I don't know the village chief's surname? This doesn't look like a place dedicated to entertaining guests, does it?" Lin Haoming asked.
Lin Haoming's question seemed to make the old man a little flattered, and he immediately replied: "I don't dare. My surname is Wu. The young master has already praised me by calling him Wu. As for this place, it belongs to my son's home. It's just that my son went to the mountains last year."
Never came back."
"I see, I was the one who said too much. Sorry, Old Wu!" Seeing him like this, Lin Haoming couldn't be too polite.
"Dad, everything is fine!" At this time, the woman came out and looked at Lin Haoming, seemingly with a little curiosity.
Lin Haoming glanced at her and found that although this woman already had some wrinkles on her face, and her skin and hands were a little rough, she looked quite upright. She should have been a beauty when she was young, and she seemed to be able to do some kung fu.