Xuanyu should immediately hand over the horse to the dead man.
The old man shook his head. "Young man, you have to believe me."
"I’d rather put my life in the hands of a letter." Green ink Yan faint way.
The carriage threw the six young people who were shouting and cursing and drove to a side road.
On the other side of the path is the carriage rushing forward along the narrow path in the high wind of the cliff, leaving behind and coming to a large number of villagers.
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Xuanyu drove the carriage along the narrow and steep cliff.
Long hate the carriage behind, because there is an old man to guide the way is not bad.
Ru Xiao Nan was held in her arms by Qing Mo Yan, and she looked out of the window from time to time because of the bumpy carriage.
"There’s a village there." She pointed out of the window somewhere.
Qing Mo Yan looked in the direction of her finger, and at the bottom of the cliff on one side, the roofs of more than a dozen houses were exposed.
"That’s it." The old man wrapped up his clothes and urged Xuanyu. "Hurry up and go to the north wind. It will be even more violent. At the party, the carriage will be blown away directly."
Xuanyu drove the carriage from the ramp to stop-and-go and finally reached the bottom safely.
At the bottom of the valley, the north wind was really small
Green ink YanRu small long hate behind the carriage also came out of the car and looked at the old man curiously.
RuXiaoNan teenager told her before.
At this time, the old man went to a wooden house nearby with Qing Mo Yan.
"Can I spend the night?" The old man asked the owner first.
The own was a tall, thin man staring gloomily at that visitor.
"I have no food here."
"We’re passing by," the old man said. "I’ll pay for what I eat." Then he looked at the blue ink face and winked. "Isn’t this man a rich man?"
Blue ink yan pursed the lips Angle didn’t pick up the words.
The homeowner looked at the blue ink and dress up.
Although it is as common as possible to wear young ink on the road, even so ordinary is better than ordinary people’s material
"Even if I pay … I don’t have any food here." The owner looked at the green ink face and looked even more gloomy after dressing up. "And there is no food in other people’s homes. The robbers in the bear hunting village just came here and robbed everything they could."
The old man leaned close to the blue ink and whispered, "The bear hunting village is the people who slandered me and deceived me before."
Blue ink yan raised eyebrows at his eyes hidden disdain.
"Why don’t you believe it?" The old man is obviously very upset about the blue ink Yan’s eyes. "Young people don’t want to listen to a word. They say that I am always lying to me and that they are some small robbers." The old man is so angry that he is so high.
Qing Mo Yan ignored the little old man who was so angry that he jumped high, but said to the owner, "We don’t need food. Can you lend us a room to shelter from the wind?"
The owner hesitated for a moment, and the blue ink Yan touched out a piece of broken silver from his waist and put it on the table.
The owner’s eyes lit up at once
"No problem, there is a warehouse behind the house. Although the animals in Bear Hunting Village took things away, the warehouse is still very sheltered from the wind. You can use it at will."
Blue ink yan nodded and turned out of the door first.
The old man followed him and looked back at the owner before going out.
The homeowner is carefully holding the table, half broken silver, and his mouth half open as if it were broken.
"What a loser!" The old man sighed.