Chapter 1339

According to the out of tune horror film law, once the small team is separated, it is broken one by one, one by one.

Yes, of course.

The place where they come now is not the old corpse of the legendary mountain village. Therefore, there should be no need to have such concerns.

But up to now, singing is still a little confused.

He didn't know what message he was transmitting from what he saw now.

This time, he came to the immortal trace to find out why the immortal trace no longer gave the opportunity to the disciples of Haoyue immortal sect. But now, he felt that what he had encountered did not help him to find the answer.

He couldn't find any clues.

All you can do is watch it quietly, like watching a lengthy costume TV play.

No passion.

No overlapping.

Not even a funny line.

Singing, sitting on the stone platform, watching the big man named beard drink tea.

His own Adam's apple rolled.

He suddenly realized.

Here, although I am just a spectator, my time is still passing, I will be thirsty, hungry and tired.

That's a terrible problem. He can't eat or drink water here.

As an immortal in the ancient martial arts realm, it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat, drink and sleep for a short time. However, what if he is trapped here for a year and a half? What if it's more than ten years?

If so, wouldn't you die here?

Thinking of this, Gao Song shivered involuntarily.

This problem seems very serious.

So he stood up and began to pace back and forth.

Although Zhou Ju and Rose Fairy have gone to other places to see, Gao Ge always believes in his intuition.

His intuition told him that the answer was hidden here.

If you want to leave this place, staying here may be the most useful.

Although he doesn't know whether this intuition is accurate or not.

After a while, the singing heart calmed down again.

He began to think, in fact, staying here may not be a bad thing. Perhaps, he could get the opportunity to improve his cultivation.

In this self consolation, singing calmed the mood and continued to watch.

Suddenly, the child ran over.

He laboriously carried a knife in his hand.

The bearded man was slightly stunned and surprised.

"Look! I have a knife like you!" The child said at the top of his voice.

The big man smiled: "yes, whose knife is it?"

"Well... It belongs to an uncle like you." The child tilted his neck and said after thinking.

"What about the uncle?"

"Gone!"

"Did he give you this knife?"

"Well... He didn't say to give it to me." The child thought, "in fact, I still have a lot of good things."

"Oh?" The man is interested.

The child reached out and pointed to the room behind him.

I heard the old man say that the room was used by them to store sundries.

If not, you can actually make room for one more room and take in one more person.

The man stood up and followed the child towards the miscellaneous house.

As soon as I started, a "bang" came from behind, accompanied by a woman's scream.

The old lady heard the sound and fell on the woman with her crutch. She looked old, but the speed of waving the crutch was not slow at all.

The crutch fell like a monkey's whip on the monkey.

The woman moved her body in pain, but she never dared to hide too far.

"Waste! You waste! You can't do such a thing well. You can bring a soup!" The old lady scolded more and more fiercely.

The young man, still holding the sole of his shoes, didn't lift his eyelids.

The big man frowned and hurried to persuade him.

Gao Song sat on the stone platform and stared at it.

Looking at it, he suddenly smiled.

Women are beaten.

Mrs. Lai waved her crutch.

The big man stood in the middle, persuading, and even several times, the crutch accidentally hit him, but it was not painful for the rough and fleshy man.

Gao Ge was thinking that the man must not have seen it. When the woman came out with the soup, she looked at the man walking towards the miscellaneous house, clenched her teeth and frowned.

then.

Bang.

Drop the soup bowl on the ground.

"So, what are the things in this room?"

Gao Ge opened his legs and walked towards the miscellaneous house, but suddenly stopped, looked at the kitchen and sniffed his nose.

"By the way... That's the smell."

"It's very fragrant, but it's strange..."

So he changed direction and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, there is a bamboo pole with several pieces of meat on it.

The grass pot was still fluttering, singing along the fragrance, reaching out to open the lid, but his hand went through it again.

I'm a little worried.

At this time, the child ran in. His dark eyes turned. After making sure that the surrounding environment was safe, he moved a small stool, put it under his feet, stretched out his hand to open the lid of the pot. The hot air rose like clouds, and the fragrance came to his face, but mixed with a bit of putrefaction.

The child brought a spoon and a small porcelain bowl, fished a spoon and put it into the bowl, quickly covered the lid of the pot, carefully hid behind the house holding the bowl, squatted against the gable, drank the soup and showed a satisfied smile.

He fished again and again. He fished out a small piece of meat with bones. He chewed it a few times, revealing the thick white bones inside, and then threw it away.

"The last uncle who waved a big knife, the meat on his fingers was not delicious at all. It was hard."

With that, he quickly sent the bowl back and continued to tease the dog.

Sing and watch quietly without saying anything.

Zhou Ju and Rose Fairy are not here now. Even if he said it, no one listened.

Go to the miscellaneous house, as before, step out of your legs and pass through your body.

In the room, the lights are dim.

In the room, there are several big boxes.

Outside, there are some knives and some clothes.

In addition, there are several batches of cloth, some tea, some rice paper and books. Of course, the most is some gadgets such as bronze mirror, rouge, gouache and so on.

I can imagine that this sundry room is like a treasure Pavilion.

Those boxes can't be opened by singing, but guess, there should be some valuables in them.

Singing and thinking, the miscellaneous house was pushed away.

The child came in again and threw the rattle aside.

"Uncle beard is stingy and tight. In fact, I didn't look at his knife or his clothes before. I was wondering if his meat would taste better... Well, I really hope more people can come. Our family is running out of meat..."