The old man seemed to be showing off, because he closed his eyes and shook his head while playing the flute.
But I have to say, the flute played is really nice.
I sat on the horizontal chair in the pavilion and closed my eyes.
I didn't open my eyes until he finished blowing, because after he finished blowing, he stood up, opened the door with a creak, and walked towards me.
"Young man, where did you come from?"
The old man said with a smile when he saw me.
I quickly stood up and said, "Mojia Village, a hundred miles away."
"Oh, what are you doing here?"
The old man also entered the pavilion and sat down opposite me.
"It's a trip, do you believe it?"
I said with a slight smile.
"Believe it, why don't you believe it?
There are beautiful mountains and rivers here, the air is good, and there are no wild animals or anything like that.
It is indeed a good place for traveling."
The old man started to boast.
"I looked at the dark mountains, and then looked at the ink-colored water under the pavilion.
I thought the black mountains and black water were pretty much the same."
I said with a slight smile.
"Oh black water, but you just drank it, doesn't it taste bad?"
the old man asked.
Now, I didn’t dare to speak.
This old man was no longer simple.
If the water was black from beginning to end, then I was fascinated by him.
He made me jump into the black water in a daze and drink the black water.
Then he used the sound of the flute to lure me over.
I forced a smile and said, "It tastes delicious, sweet."
"It tastes good.
Why not take a few more sips?"
the old man said with a wicked smile.
"No, that's enough.
I'm full."
I said with some fear.
"Forget it, let's not beat around the bush, let me tell you straightforwardly, the water you drank just now is poisonous, and the sound of my flute is also poisonous.
You are adding poison to poison."
The old man said with a serious face.
"Uncle, please stop joking, okay?"
I looked at him dumbfounded.
"Am I kidding?"
He looked at me, then picked up the flute, and said, "Then you can listen to it again."
As soon as the whistle sounded.
There were no goosebumps all over my body, and I felt worse and worse, because the flute sound became more and more urgent, and I felt itchy all over my body, scratching my heart and lungs, like millions of ants biting me.
My heart was pounding and it was so itchy that I couldn't lose weight.
I jumped up and shouted: "Stop blowing."
He immediately stopped talking, then sneered and said: "How about it, just believe it."
"What do you want to do?
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I have no grudge against you.
Why did you poison me?"
I stood up quickly, ready to fight.
"Why do you want to kill me?"
He looked me up and down, then smiled and said, "You'd better save it."
I was shocked again, this person can't read minds, but I heard him say: "Since you are from Mojia Village, you will know that the stone in the triangle is the boundary, and the boundary is the forbidden area, along the Mo Dou Mountain People in several villages are not allowed to take a step, but you are here, which is hundreds of kilometers away from Mojia Village.
Do you have any reason to say that I poisoned you?"
I was stunned.
Damn it, no one told me, and there were no boundary markers or reminders.
For example, the stone should have written: Forbidden area, those who enter will die.
If there is such a word prompt, then I will definitely be careful.
I looked at the old man intently and said: "First of all, I really don't know about the ancestral teachings.
No one told me.
In fact, there is nothing written on the Wuliang Mountain stone not to come over.
Since I entered accidentally, then I You broke in by mistake.
You can’t do this to me.
Get rid of the poison in me quickly.”
"Solution" he sneered and said, "I can't even figure it out, but I know where to figure it out."
"Where?"
I looked at him with wide eyes.
He held the flute, pointed to the bottom of the stream and said: "Walking along the stream, you should be able to find someone who can detoxify you.
As for whether he is willing to help you detoxify, it depends on your luck."
I frowned slightly.
Is this old man trying to trick me?
But I am already poisoned at this moment, and it seems that I have no choice.
Besides, I came here to find out the truth and find the location of the ancient tomb.
"Who is he?
Can you be more specific?
What if I go wrong or miss him?"
I looked into his eyes intently.
"You can't miss it.
As long as you walk along the stream, you will definitely find it."
After saying that, the old man stood up and put the flute in his hand to his mouth.
Woo woo The flute sounded again, and my whole body felt like ants were biting me again.
Damn it, this old man was giving an order to be kicked out.
I hurriedly ran downstream like I was running away, and ran dozens of meters in one breath.
When I turned around, I saw that the old man had entered the attic, and the sound of the flute had stopped.
What kind of medicine is this old man selling in his gourd?
I couldn't care less, so I could only keep walking down the stream.
After walking for about twenty minutes, there was a house by the stream not far away, and smoke was still slowly rising from the kitchen.
It must be here I rushed over quickly, but was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of me.
Seeing this scene reminded me of an ancient poem.
Withered vines, old trees, and dim crows.
Small bridges, flowing water, and people’s houses.
On the ancient road, the west wind blows and the horse is thin, the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.
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Although there are a few things missing, they fit my current state of mind very well.
Damn, aren’t I just a heartbroken person?
I have nothing to do to come here to suffer, I am speechless.
The bridge is also a wooden bridge, and it is also made of dark wood.
I walked across the bridge and it made a crisp thumping sound.
Then we came to this house, which was entirely built of stone.
The roof was all nailed up with wood, and it looked very unique.
The doors and windows are still dark wood, obviously sourced from nearby materials.
I was suddenly startled and turned to look at the horizon.
There was someone deep in the white clouds. dong dong dong I knocked on the door of this house.
"Dad, dad, is it you?"
A little girl's voice came from the room.
I was startled, and I quickly said: "Hello, I was passing by and wanted to ask for a drink of water."
The other party didn't open the door, but said through the door panel: "Where is anyone passing by in this wilderness?
Who are you and why are you here?"
I was secretly surprised that this little girl was quite alert.
After I closed my eyes and sensed it, I found an eleven or twelve-year-old girl behind the door.
She was looking out at me through the crack in the door.
In front of the stove in the room, quietly An old lady was sitting quietly lighting a fire.
She kept lighting the fire and didn't pay attention to the door at all.
She didn't even turn around.
It was so strange.
"I came from Mojia Village.
Because I was thirsty, I drank the water from the stream.
Then there was an old man playing the flute in the pavilion upstream.
He said that the water was poisonous and asked me to come here.
He said that there was someone here who could detoxify me. " As soon as I finished speaking, I continued to sense the old lady, but I saw the old lady suddenly turned her head to look at the door, and then said to the little girl: "Nier, open the door, your father is playing tricks on me again
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