() Found the way home!

Under the fire, Fei Tang saw clearly that the girl was fighting with him, so he was stunned for a moment.

The girl took advantage of the situation and slapped her. Fei Tang was furious and roared...

There was no further information, Changdong came over and almost pulled him away. The girl took advantage of the victory to chase him and got up and kicked him again. Until Ding Liu inserted the torch into the middle, he asked coldly: "Is it still over?"

The girl stopped talking, her mouth was swollen, and her collar was pulled apart by Fat Tang. Even so, she could still see that she looked pretty and delicate. She wore sweaters and jeans, and her trousers had loose lines and fur and fur. Those who didn't know thought it was a fashionable style.

Changdong looked up and saw that Ye Liuxi also grabbed the man and stood up on the roof. That one was the old man with gray hair.

This is really... the elderly, weak, women and children.

Changdong frowned and looked at the girl: "What do you... mean?"

The girl didn't even raise her eyelids and spoke very rushingly: "It's not interesting. Everyone says that those who drive iron cars are not good people. We are afraid that it's not okay?"

He glanced at the ignited torch again: "Can you kill that thing? Tell me the airs, and everyone should not live."

Changdong's heart moved.

If you can say "iron car" and "manly airs" like that, it seems that he is a person inside the pass. He is not mentally prepared to encounter two people so quickly. There is no difference in appearance. Although his clothes are outdated, they are not interspersed. He is not sure about the questioning standards for a while, and he does not want to reveal that he is from outside the pass...

He glanced at Ye Liuxi and probably handed over this matter to her.

The fire was wiped out, and the fine smoke from the embers could not float out of the wall, and was blown away by the wind in the air.

The girl didn't say a word, combing her hair with her hands, braiding her hair again, tying her in circles, and pinning her to her head. At first glance, she looked like a braided braided by a Bodhisattva.

There were old men and little boys sitting around him, with their expressions all mute and their faces at slaughter.

Ye Liuxi came over, kicked a bench that was overturned, slapped Hui off and sat on it, and stabbed him to the side: "You three, recommend a representative, don't worry, just chat a few times, and then go their own way, and no one is embarrassed by any means."

No one said anything. After a while, the girl looked up at her: "Really?"

Ye Liuxi said: "You old and young are not enough for me to fight alone. If you want to make things difficult for you, you have already started to do it. Now you are talking to you with kindness. This is called sincerity. Do you understand? I usually exchange sincerity for sincerity first, but I can't exchange it for it, so I will use the knife."

The girl bit her lip and paused and said, "My name is Ahe."

She pointed to the little boy: "This is fries."

He also pointed to the old man: "He is a fortune teller, and he is called Lao Zhao."

Ye Liuxi asked her: "It's midnight, why are you hiding in the broken house if you don't sleep?"

Ahe said: "Who is not going to sleep? We heard the movement and came out to see. Who knows that you are heading straight for us, so we will hide..."

Ye Liuxi remained silent: "So he was sleeping...where were he sleeping?"

Ahe noticed that he had missed his words and immediately stopped talking.

Changdong felt a little clear in his heart. He walked over, pulled up the inserted knife, and handed it back to Ye Liuxi: "Okay, don't scare others."

I looked at Ahe again: "A misunderstanding, you guys go."

Ahe was stunned: "Will we leave?"

Changdong smiled and said, "Yes, we are not bad guys."

Ahe hesitated to pull the fries, and stepped out tentatively. Changdong gave way, without any intention of stopping.

Ahe quickly greeted the old sign: "Fortune-telling guy, why are you stunned? Let's go."

The three of them walked away and ran away quickly.

Fei Tang was stunned: "Brother Dong, are you going to let them go? They are... people in the Guan area, you have more words."

Chang Dong said: "This Ahe is not scheming and is not a bad person. Since she was sleeping, the village was so big, where can she sleep? Where can she go? If we light a torch, she was afraid that someone would attract the airs. Let's wait, I will return it in less than five minutes."

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something and frowned at Fei Tang: "Look at how capable you are, how did you beat the little girl?"

Fei Tang's ears were red and tried hard to find face for himself: "Then... Then I'm nervous, I'm not as brave as you, I'm so dark, suddenly jumped out, I don't know whether it's a human or a ghost, who can tell who is a man or a woman?"

All are the truth, and Changdong is hard to say.

There were several houses in the yard. He ordered Gao Shen to guard the gate of the yard, and the others took flashlights and checked them everywhere.

Apart from being abandoned and ruined, there seemed to be nothing special. Changdong looked around and finally stopped at the entrance of the kitchen.

The kitchen was half-collapsed, and the pot was covered with adobe blocks, thatched lids, and broken straw mats. Ye Liuxi also came over, and the flashlight and the position he was shining was in one place.

She wanted to go over, but Changdong grabbed her: "Wait a little longer."

Sure enough, after a while, a profound voice came from the gate of the courtyard: "Why are you back?"

Ahe came in with the fries, followed by the old sign.

When she looked up, she saw Fei Tang first and gave him a fierce look. If she could tear someone, Fei Tang probably had passed by in the paper shredder.

Then he walked to Changdong and asked, "Are you really a good person?"

Changdong felt that she was a little silly when she was cute, and nodded and said, "It's true."

Ahe hesitated for a moment, sighed, let go of the French fries' hand, walked to the stove, knelt down, and removed the ragged house that was blocking the entrance of the stove.

The French fries were anxious and shouted: "Sister He!"

Once Ahe had an idea, she was quite stubborn. She leaned down and her voice floated out: "Forget it, I have even gotten iron carts, are you still greedy for us?"

There is an authentic tunnel at the entrance of the stove, which connects to a cellar, which is as big as a classroom. It is estimated that the ventilation opening is opened in a hidden place at a high place, so the kerosene lamp can be burned at the bottom.

The cellar was well-tied, with floor pavings beside the walls. If you count them carefully, there should be more than three people living there. There were toothless dishes in the simple cabinets, bags of rice and flour, radish and peppers were piled on the ground, and air-dried beef and mutton were hung on the walls.

Changdong noticed that the book was placed on the cabinet, the paper pages were yellowed, and the cover was the twisted branches of the old tree reflected by the light. When he looked over, he found that it was Jin Yong's "Record of the Book and Sword" volume 1.

After another review, published by Baihua Literature and Art Publishing House, 1985 edition.

Ahe said: "I like to read my father's books, but I can't find the second volume. There are few books in the market. The world is not good now..."

She flirted with fingers: "The most beautiful thing is food, drink, and knife, you know."

As he said that, he pulled out a stack of mats woven from under the cabinet and distributed them to everyone in sequence: "If you don't have a stool, just sit there... Where can you get it? You are so brave and dare to walk at night."

Fei Tang reached out to pick him up, and after receiving it, Ahe gave him everything, and blatantly refused to give it to him.

If he didn't let it down, Fei Tang sneered in his nose: I'm squatting.

Changdong signaled the book: "Do you know who the author is?"

"I know, it's written on the cover."

"Have you seen him?"

Ahe glanced at him strangely: "How is that possible? What about people outside the pass?"

Changdong's heartbeats a little hard: they also said that they were inside and outside the pass.

He pointed to the extra open spaces: "Did you live in someone else?"

"A few uncles, I went to the market, and it has been several days..."

She was a little worried.

Changdong tried his best to ask casually: "Your village is just a few people?"

Ahe said: "What's our village? In this area, there was a tumbling eye tomb more than ten years ago, and it was wiped out. We were hiding from disasters. Now the world is not good and it's too chaotic. My father said that it's not impossible to stay in places where the tumbling eye tomb has been, although there will be some airs... Along the way, everyone has made friends..."

She pointed to the French fries and old signs: "There are seven or eight people in total. When I got here, I found it to be an oasis. It was a ready-made house with water and trees. I lived there. I didn't dare to live on the ground. People would get out of the nest in the middle of the night. That thing was so fierce. I would go crazy when I smelled the human taste. I saw half a meter thick wall, and they were dug out of holes..."

Ye Liuxi asked her: "Is it skinny and bone-like, like a skeleton, able to run or jump, and sharp teeth?"

Ahe nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I have never seen it. I heard from my father that he was very quick, his body was sticky, his skin was pale, because he was always light and he sucked blood. That kind of fierceness might even tear people into eating... My father said that when he encountered a person, he would either be killed or he had to kill him... If it was alive, he would never let you go."

Ding Liu was fascinated by the truth: "If we had run away long ago, how could they 'not let it go'?"

Ahe couldn't answer, so he turned around to see the old signature: "Fortune-telling, why did you say that?"

The old sign was slow: "I heard that this thing has a good nose and can follow it when you smell it. Also, don't let the mucus touch it. It is said that the thing has a smell and will not dissipate for several days or nights. People can't smell it, but people can smell it on their own. If it suffers a loss from you, it will entangle its companions and come to take revenge together..."

Ye Liuxi's heart skipped a beat and turned to Changdong: "Has that thing been washed in our car?"

She remembered that when people climbed on the rack, they left mucus drag marks all the way.

Chang Dong shook his head: "I don't know what the ingredients are, so I didn't dare to touch them."

Ahe heard some clues and suddenly became nervous, and he stuttered a little: "You...you...you met in the car?"

Gao Shen asked: "Is it too late to go out to wash now? Or find something to cover it with the smell."

Ding Liu quickly turned over the bag: "I have perfume, I can spray it."

Ahe's scalp was numb, his ears were buzzing, and he was speechless: "Don't, if you go out... and you're going to meet me, anyway, you're underground now, wait... wait for dawn, fortune teller, before dawn, people will definitely return to the corpse pile Yadan, right?"

Before Lao Zai could answer, Changdong suddenly asked: "What is the corpse pile Yadan?"

His tone was a bit strange, different from usual, Ye Liuxi suddenly thought of something and felt a slump in his heart.
Chapter completed!