"No way, we can only wait here for our sons and grandchildren... They are all inside, where else can we old people go? Just wait for them here!"

"I hope God has eyes, one day we can reunite our family..."

Old people, you and I were talking, but Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin just listened quietly without interjecting.

It wasn't until their emotions subsided and their words began to diminish that they passed the hot water comfortably.

"Listen to you, this puppet mountain was not like this before?"

Before Feng Chenglin had finished speaking, the old man who picked him up suddenly looked up.

"What puppet mountain?"

Fengchenglin quietly pointed to the mountain overhead.

"Fart! This is called Laoshan... We have lived here for several lifetimes. We have called it Laoshan for hundreds of years. How... How did it become... Puppet Mountain?"

Ling Luoyu pressed Feng Chenglin: "Old man, who of you just now, those people entered Laoshan later and changed it?"

"It's that group of beasts!! Although I don't know what they do, since the Laoshan has been changed, there must be nothing good...huh!"

The old man thumped his thigh with one hand, gritted his teeth in hatred.

"This group of beasts have lost their conscience, God will punish them..."

"Yes, yes, I will punish!" Feng Chenglin poured hot water: "Maybe, we are here to punish their people..."

"You?" The old man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly grabbed Feng Chenglin's hand and knelt down with a "puff".

His kneeling, without warning, shocked Feng Chenglin and quickly picked him up.

"Old man, what are you doing, I...I just say it casually, you just..."

"You two, don't lie to me... Although I don't know what the two do, but the old man, I have lived such a long time, but I still understand something... Now that the two came here, they asked us again. With so many things about Laoshan, I must be interested in the people on Laoshan!"

The old man pushed away Feng Chenglin's hand and knelt down again stubbornly.

"This old bone of mine is lonely. It doesn't matter if I live or die... The motivation for my life is to hope that one day, when my son and grandson come back, it seems... I can't wait in this life, so... If the two are going to walk for the heavens, I will be here on behalf of all the people in our village to plead with the two... to come back with a head... we want to worship those dead souls..."

Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu sadly: "San Shao..."

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and stood up: "Since the old man said that... if we refuse, we won't be too hypocritical! It's just... we need all the information about Puppet Mountain! Including what is in the mountain, how big it is, where is the forest, where is the cave , Where is water..."

"This is okay!" The old man nodded quickly: "We people all grew up in the old mountain. We know the trees and grasses in that mountain very well. We can walk in the mountains even with our eyes closed. A few back and forth..."

"In that case... how many people mind recommending someone to be our guide?"

Feng Chenglin glanced suspiciously at Ling Luoyu--

Is there a mistake! !

These are the old, weak and sick who will die at any time!

Take them into the mountains?

Doesn't that mean bringing an ancestor?