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Seeing the old village head dispelling his doubts, Xu Qing took the old village head's dry hand and pleaded: "old village head, now Fenghong is in trouble, only we can save him."

"But we don't know where he is. If we delay one more minute, he will be in danger."

"Don't you really know where he is?"

The old village head shook his head: "I don't know. I really don't know."

"But Feng Hong has a friend who may know his whereabouts."

Xu Qing's eyes brightened: "old village head, who is he?"

The old village head's old eyes flickered for a moment: "let me think about it. By the way, his name is dingda."

"And where does he live?" Xu Qing asked quickly.

The old village head extended his finger to the West: "the mountain village 300 far away in the west is called Dingjia village."

With that, the old village head stood up trembling and took out a worn-out map from the drawer.

"Even if the satellite thing in the sky can't capture dingjiacun."

"Only with this map can you find the exact location of Dingjia village."

"Thank you very much, old village head."

Xu Qing took the map with both hands.

Looking at the map in Xu Qing's hand, the old village head frowned: "almost forgot to tell you."

"Even if you are in a hurry, don't go to Dingjia village during the day."

"When it's dark, you can start again?"

"Old village head, why?"

Xu Qing's face changed slightly.

In this way, the delay will be a long dream, Feng Hong will be more and more dangerous.

The old village head stroked his beard, and his old face showed a look of fascination.

"Dingjia village, one thousand years ago, once produced a profound alchemist."

"Ding Fangshi had many enemies. He was afraid that the enemies would harm the people in his village, so he set up a bewitching array around Dingjia village."

"After a thousand years, most of the functions of this large array have failed, but there is another function that still works today, that is, numerous illusions."

"Old village head, what are the illusions?"

Xu Qing was very curious.

"The illusion is very difficult to make, but it's easy to explain."

"Around Dingjia village, there are dozens of big mountains. With special methods, Fang Ding cut many peaks into smooth stone like mirrors."

"In the daytime, under the sunlight, these rays will reflect the mirage like illusion."

"If someone accidentally enters a fantasy, they will feel like they are in the endless mountains."

"Without the help of the villagers in Dingjia village, you will never get out of the dreamland."

"If you want to go to Dingjia village, you must have two conditions."

"First, there must be a map of Dingjia village, and the second is to walk mountain roads at night, never during the day."

Listen to the old village head finish saying, Bao An disdains a smile: "ha ha."

"Master, this fantasy may be effective for ordinary people, but the three of us are not ordinary people. We are not afraid of this nonsense fantasy."

"There's no time to wait for the evening."

"If you wait any longer, Feng Hong will be in danger."

"Boss, let's go to Dingjia village and find dingda."

At this time, Bao An was in a hurry.

Those people arrested Feng Hong more than ten days ago, and there is a high probability that Feng Hong will be killed.

But live to see people, death to see the body.

If Feng Hong dies, avenge him!

"Hum!"

The old village head sneered: "ignorant young generation!"

"Although I don't have any accomplishments, I have a very spicy vision."

"I only looked at you and knew that you three were ancient martial arts practitioners."

"If you are not ancient martial arts practitioners, I will not say such nonsense to you!"

"To tell you the truth, even if you are ancient martial arts practitioners, you will also be trapped in this illusion!"

"The wisdom and supernatural powers of the ancients are not comparable to those of you!"

Old village head some words, said Bao an a Leng a Leng, he was unable to refute.

In fact, Xu Qing also had the idea of going to Dingjia village during the day. After listening to the old village head's words, he immediately gave up the idea.

"Old village head, let's start at night."

"Taking advantage of this, we want to go to Feng Hong's house to have a look. Can you take us there?"

The old man shook his head: "I'm old and can't go far. Let my grandson take you."

"Fengwa, come here for me!"

After a while, a child stood timidly outside the door.

He was wearing a worn-out belly bag and his face was still covered with unclean snot.

"Grandfather, what can I do for you?""Feng wa Zi, you take them to Feng Hong's house to have a look."

"OK."

……

Walking on the street, Feng Wanzi suddenly looked at Xu Qing with adoration: "I think you are familiar with each other. Are you Mr. Xu?"

"Cough."

Xu Qing coughed twice.

Others told him that Mr. Xu was OK. That was respect.

It's no problem for netizens to call him Mr. Xu, which is actually a way of joking.

But a little fart boy called himself Mr. Xu, which made Xu Qing feel guilty, as if he was a big black man.

Xu Qing quickly waved his hand: "don't call me like this. You can call me brother Xu Qing."

After that, Xu Qing was curious: "little brother, how do you know me?"

The Fengjia village has no power supply, so the villagers don't know about the affairs outside, so they don't know their superstar.

However, Xu Qing was surprised that he knew himself.

In Feng Wazi's eyes, there was a look of longing.

"Our teacher likes you very much. She claims to be a big fan of you."

"After studying, she will show us your movie."

"Your tomb digging movie is very good-looking, but it is also very scary, we dare not go home at night, or the teacher called us home."

"So it is."

Xu Qing came to some interest: "where are your teachers, also living in the village?"

Feng Wanzi's eyes were dim. He lowered his head and his voice was as fine as a mosquito: "it's Spring Festival, her boyfriend is here."

"Her boyfriend hates us so much that she won't stay here to teach."

"Then he took the teacher by force."

"Now that the teacher is gone, we can't go to school."

After hearing this, Xu Qing felt sad.

Fengjia village is too poor and backward.

When he goes back, he must make investment to make Fengjia village rich. Every child in the village can read books.

But nowadays, reading seems to be useless.

Wait a second. As long as the conditions are right, Xu Qing plans to let them learn martial arts.

Outstanding children can practice ancient martial arts again.

"Brother Xu Qing, this is brother Feng Hong's home."

After walking for a while, Feng wa Zi pointed to an old yard.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Xu Qing opened the gate and came to the courtyard.

There were only two dilapidated Adobe houses in the yard, and one of them collapsed.

Another adobe house, not even a door.

Feng Hong lived in such a place, which made Xu Qing very sad.

Xu Qing walked into the house, the house exudes the old smell, everywhere is spider web.

The furniture in the house is very simple, only a bed and a table, as well as two small wooden benches.