Abandoned daughter by a genius doctor: Sheng Chong Jiu Huangfei

Chapter 588 Unreal
The gray-haired old man put down his fine brush and looked up at them. His wrinkled face was full of vicissitudes, but his eyes were very bright. He slowly uttered an ancient voice. Feng Yunqing could only tell him from his expression. is asking.

This time without Feng Yunqing's reminder, Ji Yue leaned close to her and wrote on her back: Lost foreigners, where are you from?
Xuanyuan Yelan replied: "We don't know how we came here. We lost our way in the mountains and walked for a long time. Now we don't know the way back."

Hearing this, the old man raised his hand and motioned for a few people to come over, and the young man who led them in immediately moved forward to lift the bead curtain.

The old man pointed to the straw mats on the opposite side and said, "Please sit down."

After Feng Yun leaned over, Ji Yue wrote: The people here seem to be all mortals.

Indeed, Feng Yunqing, who had been paying attention to the surrounding environment, did not notice any aura of spiritual power fluctuations at all.

The young man put away the leaves on the table, and Feng Yunqing glanced at them. The words on them were different from those left by the Wuren tribe. They had no obvious structure, more like marks.

The old man's eyes slid over the three of them one by one, and then said: "You are not from here, the breath on your body is very strange, do you come from the Eastern Wilderness?"

Xuanyuan Yelan raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and said frankly, "No."

The old man showed a confused expression. In order not to let the scene freeze, Xuanyuan Yelan took the initiative to say: "Dare to ask the wise man, where is this place? Where is Donghuang? Besides us, are there other outsiders during this time? "

The old man shook his head: "No, you are the only foreigners who broke in for so many years. We, the Hexi family, have lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for generations, and we have not had contact with outsiders for a long time. 400 years ago, during the war in the Eastern Wasteland, we So I completely cut off the connection with the outside world, and I don’t know what the outside world is like now. I saw that you have extraordinary demeanor, and thought you came from the Eastern Wasteland.”

Xuanyuan Yelan asked again: "Old man, have you heard of the witch race?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said: "Naturally, that is a very ancient race. They are hidden underground, and no one has ever seen them. You... are from the witch race?"

Xuanyuan Yelan thought for a while, and decided to hide half of it and say the other half: "No, we are just looking for the witch-human race, and we want to ask for a treasure to save people's lives."

The old man waved his hand and persuaded: "No, they are good at witchcraft and can communicate with the world. It is said that they have the blood of gods and are the race closest to gods. Even if they really have the treasure you want, they will not Maybe for you."

After saying these few words, the doubts in Feng Yunqing's heart became more and more intense. Is the race closest to God?

The Hexi tribe has been isolated from the world for too long, and even the wise men in the tribe could not give more information. The old man did not doubt them, but said: "You said that you suddenly appeared in the deep mountains and lost your way. If you come to our clan, maybe the mountain god summoned you, you might as well stay here, the Hexi clan has not received guests for a long time."

Xuanyuan Yelan didn't agree, nor refused, and thanked him politely.

When leaving the thatched hut, the young man was still squatting at the door and carefully carving the palm-sized piece of wood. Seeing that they were about to leave, he quickly stood up, stopped Feng Yunqing, raised the piece of wood in his hand, and muttered talking about something.

Feng Yunqing looked at Ji Yue blankly, but Xuanyuan Yelan had already stepped forward, and replied with a cold expression, the young man suddenly looked a little disappointed, and sat back sadly.

After walking a little further, Ji Yue approached with a smile and said, "Do you know what he just said?"

Feng Yunqing: "What?"

Ji Yue smiled and said with crooked eyes, "He praised you for being good-looking and asked if he could make a sculpture for you. But the prince refused straight away, that young man was very sad."

Feng Yunqing suddenly burst out laughing: "The folk customs here are simple and not so particular. You can say whatever you think, and you feel comfortable."

The three of them found the home of the older sister who was already preparing lunch. When she saw them coming over, she smiled and said, "Other people in the village know that you are coming as guests, and they have brought some food over. You can sit down quickly, and they will be ready soon." time to eat."

It is not civilized here, and it is still in the stage of exchanging things. The crops in the fields are also planted by the big guys, and the rations are distributed according to the population of each household. Only chickens and ducks, what is short of what is needed, is exchanged with eggs and duck eggs with the neighbors around, life is simple and peaceful.

After the meal, the elder sister cleaned up two rooms for them, let them live in peace without any scruples, and did not leave in a hurry.

The three people, who are used to living in fear, can't react to this. In their ears, there are the voices of every family urging their children to go home for dinner, and the voices of men gathering at the entrance of the village. It is noisy and peaceful. .

Ji Yue said abruptly: "It's really nice here, will those people who are swallowed by the black mist be like us?"

Feng Yunqing didn't speak, but patted Ji Yue on the shoulder, and went back to the room with Xuanyuan Yelan.

They all knew that it was just a coincidence that they could come here, and others might not have such good luck.

The scepter was put aside, Feng Yunqing said thoughtfully: "Why did the scepter bring us here?"

No one could answer her doubts.

In the evening, as night fell, people here didn't have the habit of lighting lamps, so they closed the show early and went home to rest. The moonlight outside the window was dim, but Feng Yunqing didn't feel sleepy at all.

She said softly: "Why don't we stay here for a few days. Didn't that wise man have heard of the Witch Race? Maybe there will be records here, and maybe we can find other clues."

Xuanyuan Yelan gave a "hmm" without any objection: "Let's see."

In the middle of the night, the night was quiet, the moon seemed to be covered by dark clouds, and it was dark all around.

A deep sleepiness welled up in Feng Yunqing's heart. She was nestled in Xuanyuan Yelan's arms, her eyelids were heavy and heavy. Just as she was about to fall asleep, the scepter placed on the table suddenly ignited. The flames were bright and dazzling. The light suddenly dispelled their drowsiness, and Feng Yunqing woke up suddenly.

After the light faded, Feng Yunqing opened her eyes again, and found that they were still in the black mist without knowing it. Xuanyuan Yelan and Ji Yue were behind her, and the scepter was in her hand, and the flame at the top was blowing without wind. move, as if warning them.

Feng Yunqing was stunned, her mind was in chaos, she turned her head subconsciously, and saw Xuanyuan Yelan's complexion was heavy, her thin lips were stiff, and she said dryly: "We seem to have entered an illusion just now."

(End of this chapter)