my universal tinder

Chapter 464
For Wang Qiong, Sanyang Town is the most important place in his life.

There are also elders who concern him the most.

An unreliable boss, a lame uncle who likes to act aggressive, and an old blind man who keeps searching...

In the past three years, apart from being oppressed by the boss every day, he occasionally stole some minced meat from the butcher shop, sneaked to the lame uncle's place, cooked a side dish, drank a couple of cups, or hid at the old blind man's place, listening He was talking nonsense.

The blind man said that Wang Qiong's face of a filial son is the most suitable for crying graves, and if he kicks his legs in the future, in all likelihood, he will have to wear sackcloth and filial piety.

The old blind man's health is not good. Although he makes a living as a face-to-face, he only spends three days fishing and two days drying nets, and Wang Qiong takes care of him on weekdays.

It has been two years since I left Sanyang Town, and Wang Qiong didn't go back to see it, and I don't know how the old blind man is doing.

At this moment, in this desperate land in the north, in the vacuum hometown, when he suddenly heard the name of the old blind man, the hairs all over his body exploded, and he looked at the old man in gray beside him in surprise, and couldn't help but stop.

"Senior is..."

"Tsk tsk, it's been so many years, and the old blind man is still alive...how is he doing?" The gray-clothed old man sneered, his words didn't seem to appease his anger, and he couldn't tell whether it was an enemy or a friend.

Wang Qiong was puzzled, thought for a while and said, "Master Blind is not well. He has lived in seclusion these years and hardly interacts with outsiders."

He was telling the truth.

In the past three years, besides helping Aunt Li next door to figure out whether his husband has a concubine outside, helping Mr. Zhang on the next street to figure out when he will get a wife, and helping old Mr. Zhao in Dongshi to figure out whether his grandson is My dear... hardly ever walks around town.

His body is too weak to be blown, and he cannot withstand tossing.

Even the lame uncle said that this old thing didn't have a few years to live, and he was too short of mouth when he was young, so it was bad retribution, and he warned Wang Qiong that to be a man, especially a man, you must control your mouth. From the mouth, just look at the old blind man.

"The old blind man was arrogant when he was young, and his mouth was too low. It is not easy to live to this day... I don't know how long he can last!" The gray-clothed old man sneered.

As he spoke, his eyes penetrated strangely, and he looked Wang Qiong up and down.

"Dare to ask seniors to know Lord Blind?" Wang Qiong couldn't help asking.

He couldn't perceive the aura of the old man in front of him, let alone tell the depth of the other's strength.

But precisely because of this, Wang Qiong was 100% sure that this old man had an astonishing background, and his strength was unimaginably terrifying.

"Little baby, when I met the old blind man, you probably weren't even born yet!" the gray-clothed old man said calmly.

"Tsk tsk... A ruthless person like the old blind man thinks highly of you... I'm so willing... Could it be that I'm really going to die, and I'm afraid that no one will see me to the end?"

The gray-clothed old man looked at Wang Qiong, with a strange light in his cloudy eyes, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became.

"What do you mean, senior?" Wang Qiong frowned, sounding a little uncomfortable.

"Your surname is Wang?" the old man in gray suddenly asked.

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Qiong's eyes jumped, and he became fully alert.

"Hahaha... Interesting, really interesting..."

As he spoke, the old man pulled the boy beside him and walked straight into the distance without looking back.

"Senior..." Wang Qiong turned around to chase after him, but in a flash of skill, the grandfather and grandson had disappeared.

"Old Wang, who is your name?" At this moment, Gu Shixin asked.

"The old man just now..." Wang Qiong said anxiously.

"Didn't you leave early?" Ming Haoran asked with a strange expression.

"Leaving early!?" Wang Qiong froze for a moment.

"You stand still for a long time, you don't know what you are thinking!" Sin Jianxing couldn't help but said.

Everyone stared at Wang Qiong suspiciously.

"Master!?" Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that he definitely wasn't hallucinating just now, the old man's cultivation was so high that he was able to distort time and space, the level of horror was unimaginable.

In the vacuum hometown, in the land of no life, such a master unexpectedly appeared.

I'm afraid even Luo Shengshajian is not worth mentioning in front of him.

Thinking of this, Wang Qiong was in a cold sweat. Fortunately, such a master had no hostility towards him, otherwise, once he made a move, he would surely die, and no one in the world could save him.

"That old man is not simple!" At this moment, Chi Jiuyou said in a deep voice.

"Did you see it?" Wang Qiong asked with his eyes brightened.

Chi Jiuyou nodded. Just now, he had almost the same experience as Wang Qiong. In the instant that his thoughts intertwined, the gray-clothed old man had already talked with him.

That feeling of superiority, in front of it, from the beginning to the end, from the inside to the outside, there seems to be no secret at all.

"What did he tell you?"

"He asked me to bring a sentence to the teacher..." Chi Jiuyou said solemnly.

His teacher is the legendary Twelve Thrones, the undead who has a vicious name and disturbs the world.

"What?"

"The apocalypse is about to open, hunt the wasteland!" Chi Jiuyou said in a deep voice, word by word.

"Damn it, let's go!" Wang Qiong gritted his teeth, feeling the cold on the soles of his feet, and didn't want to stay for a moment.

Even a fool who dared to spread such words to the undead could understand that the old man's background was even bigger than his imagination, and he might also be a master of the Twelve Thrones level.

Being targeted by this kind of person, can there be good things?
At this moment, even Chi Jiuyou felt a chill down his spine, without any rebuttal, he followed Wang Qiong away.

Obviously, only Wang Qiong and Chi Jiuyou were able to enter the speech of the mysterious old man in this group of little guys, and the others were directly ignored.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they didn't know exactly what happened, they still followed.

"Tsk tsk, what a nice little guy!" Not far away, the old man in gray appeared like a ghost, staring at the people who were gradually going away, he couldn't help laughing.

"It's not bad, they are all a bunch of cowards." The boy said with a look of disdain.

"Fear of death is a precious quality, only in this way can we go far!" the old man in gray said meaningfully.

"It seems that the old blind man will not live long..." The smile on the gray-clothed old man's face gradually faded, revealing a meaningful expression.

"Let's go!"

"Is it finally possible to leave this ghostly place?" The boy couldn't help getting excited when he heard this.

He didn't want to stay in this dilapidated place for a long time, there were ruins everywhere, and it was meaningless.

"Looks like I can see an old friend again!" the gray-clothed old man said calmly without showing any signs of appeasing his anger.

"Is grandpa blind?" the boy asked curiously as he tugged at the hem of the old man in gray.

The old man in gray groaned and nodded.

"Who is that old blind man?"

The gray-clothed old man turned around and left, looking at the vast sky in the distance, his cloudy eyes flickered like lightning, fleeting.

"Tianji! His name is Tianji!!"

(End of this chapter)