Before Young Master Li finished speaking, someone asked eagerly: "Grandpa Han, have you seen that awning boat?" In a childish tone, it was Xiao Ming who asked.

Mr. Han smiled happily and said: "In that situation, it was good to be able to escape. How could I have the chance to see the surrounding situation? However, in the following years, several major events happened, all related to the awning boat.

"

"Oh, come and listen."

Mr. Han smacked his lips, his little eyes flashed abnormally again, and then he said slowly: "Human! You can't be greedy. Once you become greedy, you are totally wrong. A few years ago! The men in the bay were fishing and reclaiming wasteland.

, women did housework at home, sewed and mended, and took their children to the mountains to pick wild vegetables. The days were ordinary but warm. But then someone saw a awning boat appearing in the lake, and they wanted to take it for themselves, and deliberately went to wait for the awning.

The appearance of the boat caused people with such selfish intentions to disappear for no reason. Then I thought about the two fresh tombs I saw when I first came here. Could it be that the awning boat had a direct connection with them? I will do it when I think of it, because

Some people listened to what I said, and with my intervention, the number of missing people gradually decreased."

"So that's what it is?" Zhiqing suddenly realized.

"Alas! What do people care about in this life? Our team and I are not looking for their money, and we are not looking for their profits. What we are looking for is the backbone, and our team has backbone." The old man said emotionally.

The small eyes are bright and shiny, and they feel a little moist.

"That's right!" someone echoed.

"Alas! When gods fight, mortals suffer. This sentence is true. That foreigner killed people without blinking an eye. It was like a river of blood! It is said that the entire Sichuan people were killed. What should I do if there is no one in Sichuan?

The troops tied up the Huguang people and sent them to Sichuan, forcing them to reproduce and spread the human race there."

"Oh!" The people sitting in the room were all attracted by the story told by Mr. Han, and they were all fascinated. The scene was silent, as if there was some kind of meeting.

Mr. Han squinted his eyes, contentedly enjoying the feeling of being noticed. "Hey, hey! My old arms and legs are useless. Only the little inventory in my stomach is still of some use. You like my nagging, my family should

You think I'm nagging you."

"Haha!" Everyone laughed again. Someone came in from outside, and the laughter stopped suddenly. People's attention turned to the person who came in, and the person who came in was Vanilla.

She had a gray face, and sweat was flowing on her face before she could wipe it off. "Uncle Chen, brother!" She looked at Mr. Han and hurriedly shouted: "Hello, Grandpa!"

Mr. Han felt that his eyes were fixed on Vanilla in front of his eyes. He pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes and said, "Is this a fairy descending to earth? What a handsome girl!"

"Haha..." The old man's words erupted into laughter again, which made Vanilla blush as brightly as the wild begonias on the mountain.

The old man smacked his lips and his laughter stopped again. This time he did not squint his eyes, but bulged a pair of eyeballs, and said with an expression that would be unforgettable at a glance: "Have you ever heard of the story of human cannibalism?

No?"

Sweat! The old man's words frightened everyone. Everyone looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you. It was so quiet for a while that even the sound of coughing disappeared.

Zhiqing felt that this was what the old man wanted to say. "Old man, just speak and we will listen..." he encouraged.

Mr. Han paused, took another sip of tea, and looked serious. He glanced at the people sitting one by one, cleared his throat and said slowly: "I think those defeated soldiers killed each other due to hunger, and then each of them became their own.

The food in their stomachs finally disappeared. Their skeletons must be buried under those freshly planted branches."

Mr. Han had a mysterious and unusual demeanor, coupled with the content of the story he told, everyone had goosebumps all over their bodies. Even the back of their heads felt cold, as if there was a ghost standing behind them.

"Tree burial?!!!!!!" Zhiqing said in shock.

In ancient times, tree burials were quite common in ethnic minority areas in northeast and southwest China! In modern times, people bury the ashes of their relatives under trees in order to green the environment.

Without going too far, let’s talk about the story told by Mr. Han.

When he heard Zhiqing talking about tree burial, he didn't seem to understand. He just shook his head gently. His vertical beard trembled slightly, and his face turned gloomy and said: "I have been struggling with this secret all my life, and no one can help me.

Untie it, keep waiting and waiting, finally

Wait until you come. I heard from my fourth-generation son that there is a great ghost hunter and a scholar who are going to an uninhabited desert island to explore the secrets. When you are happy, ask him to bring me here. If you discover this secret, take it

To make it known to the world, I should also..."

"Old man, as long as you live a long life, as long as you have a good attitude, it's better than anything else!"

I don’t know if the old man is pretending to be rude on purpose, or something! He didn’t seem to hear what Mr. Li said. He just bulged his eyes and stared at him blankly. He kept twitching his nose and moving his mouth.

, showing his toothless gums, tilted his head, turned his ears to him, straightened his neck and asked: "Are you talking to me?"

The old man may be behaving in such an unusual manner because he is tired. Otherwise, how can we explain why he suddenly became slow and clumsy when he was fine just a few minutes ago? Even his hearing suddenly became problematic.

In the next few seconds, no matter who spoke, he would look at one place in a daze and not say a word.

The old man's fourth-generation great-grandson was frightened and quickly helped him leave Li Laoyao's home. Watching the old man leave, Zhong Kui's face became gloomy. The old man looked very much like his grandfather. Before he left,

, also so many words...

What is unexpected is that the old man passed away suddenly on this night. He was 109 years old!

The old man lived in an ordinary environment all his life. He told the story of his life in front of Zhiqing and the others. He did not take the secret to the ground, but gave the secret to those who needed it. They needed this secret.

He will help him uncover the mystery of the uninhabited island.

The old man had never been sick in his life. He left this world with a faint smile on his face while he was sleeping! The old man's funeral was very grand. All the mountain people in Deadwater Bay wore sackcloth and mourned him. They sent him to the highest point where he could look at the lake in the distance.

The location of the mountain on that side.

After the old man's funeral was over, Vanilla revealed what she wanted to say to Zhong Kui.

Herbal medicine is supposed to control toxins.

But even though the condition of those livestock was unknown, they were still dying. Under Wengen's command, the dead livestock were buried deep underground.
Chapter completed!