Chapter 100 The Returning Old Neighbor

This letter is in vain, but it's better not to leave it. If you don't leave it, Yong Bowen will not stare at a piece of paper so annoyingly over and again. He only hates the limited spells he has learned, and he doesn't have the ability to restore the shredded paper. How could he encounter it when the ancestors who relied on a runes to dominate the world in those years? Why didn't you develop a special spell for this problem?

Judging from the old and newness of the box and the remnants of the letter paper, this letter has been kept here for at least five or six years. Ai Liyun obviously had a hunch about what might happen today, so she kept an eye in advance and left this letter in this deserted old house that no one cares about to explain the reason why the Ai family or she left.

It's just that you can think of such a far-sighted thing as leaving a book a few years in advance. Why can't you think of changing an iron box or getting a protection spell?

Yong Bowen complained about Ai Liyun over and over again in his heart. After reading the broken paper, he had to complain again. When he sat there and read it sixty or seventy times, he complained about it sixty or seventy times. During this period, the mobile phone rang several times. There were fish pure ice, fish came from Yu Chengshi, and Li Muzi, the head of Danding Sect who invited guests at night, as well as Liu Yi and Han Ya. They all came and said it briefly. Now they have something to do, and even Yu Chunbing, who was shouting, didn't give face. On the contrary, Yu Chengshi said that his matter was also very simple, that is, to tell Yong Bowen that the gate of hell has been completed, and there will be an opening ceremony tomorrow night, telling him to attend on time.

After repeated research, Yong Bowen finally decided that from the information revealed between the lines, Ai Liyun should have definitely returned to Bird's Nest Island, which at least strengthened his confidence in going to Hainan, so he sat there thinking about arranging to go to Hainan.

The cotton that came with him has lived in this old house for many years. Now he has come back to visit his hometown again, sweeping away his usual lazy appearance and running around, which is quite excited.

This man sat and moved with a cat, and suddenly there was a knock on the door!

This sudden movement shocked Yong Bowen and Cotton. One person and one cat looked at each other and felt strange.

This Yong family's old house is recognized as a murderous house in ten miles and eight townships, and it can be seen from the outside that it has been abandoned for a long time. Who will come and knock on the door of this family, and it happens to knock on the door when Yong Bowen comes back.

Such a coincidental thing is full of strangeness.

The cotton jumped on Yong Bowen's shoulder. The old cat was slippery. If you have something to do, find a place to hide first.

Yong Bowen carefully folded the broken paper and put it back in the box. Then he got up and walked to the door and looked out through the crack of the door.

There is an old man standing outside the door. He looks like he is in his sixties. His skin is thick/black, and his face is full of deep wrinkles. He wears a Zhongshan suit with a liberation hat and wears an old-fashioned artificial leather bag. No matter how he looks at it, he is a typical old farmer who faces the loess and dries his back to the sky.

The old farmer seemed to have traveled a long way, full of dust, carrying a bulging red and white and large woven bag in his hand, standing respectfully at the door, looking a little rigid and a little excited.

Yong Bowen opened the door and asked, "Grandpa, who are you looking for?"

When the old farmer saw Yong Bowen coming out, he looked a little confused. He stretched out his head and looked at the yard. When he saw the weeds in the yard, his suspicion was even heavier. He asked, "Excuse your family, is this Lao Yong's family?"

Yong Bowen was in a trance.

Old Yong's family? But I haven't heard anyone ask this for many years.

He nodded and said, "Yes, what can I do for you?"

The old farmer looked a little relaxed. He put the woven bag in his hand on the ground, rubbed the rough big hands, and asked nervously, "Is Mr. Yong in your house? Otherwise, it's okay to find Brother Rong.

Yong Bowen said, "They are all gone."

The old farmer didn't know the meaning of the sentence "no longer" and rubbed his hands and said, "So they moved away?" Who is Mr. Yong in your family? I used to be an old household of this new rural production team. I live here and have some connections with Mr. Yong. I have been moving away for more than 30 years. This time, I came back to see him. Oh, look, my old house has been demolished..."

The old man of the former new rural production team? Moved away more than 30 years ago?

Yong Bowen keenly grasped the two key factors in this sentence, and secretly thought that he was the Taiping Taoist who was dismissed by his grandfather? However, he did not dare to come up and ask directly. Taiping Road had many enemies in those years, and Yonghan killed the major leagues before he died. When he was in Japan, Ding Zhaoqi of those major leagues came all the way to settle accounts with him. Who knew that this old man was really flat or an unrewddened enemy pretended to be Taiping Road to test? At that moment, he coughed dryly and said, "Master, they didn't move away. The whole family is dead!"

"What?" As soon as the old farmer was stunned, he said angrily, "You little child, just forget it if you don't tell me. What nonsense! There are more than a dozen families in the old Yong family. They are all... Good people. How can they all die!" Looking at the furious look, there was a great impulse to jump up and beat people.

Yong Bowen was forced to take two steps back by the old farmer's saliva and said, "Uncle, I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe it, you can ask left and right. The people of the old Yong family died more than 20 years ago. It was a temporary extermination, which has not been solved yet!"

The old farmer glared at Yong Bowen angrily, and his two fists were clenched, as if he wanted to bite people, but his anger came and went quickly. He just took a deep breath, calmed down, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "You are old, and you have a bad temper. Who is your family? Since his family is dead, what are you doing here? Most of the people still don't believe it.

Yong Bowen casually lied and said, "This house is empty here. I want to buy it. The team agreed. I'll come and see what's going on with the house. If not, I'll have to push it down and rebuild it.

The old farmer sighed and said, "Then I won't scratch your house. I'll go to the village to see other old neighbors." He nodded to Yong Bowen, picked up his backpack and walked to the village. His steps looked strangely heavy.

The cotton, who had been silent, suddenly shouted softly and raised his paws to grab Yong Bowen's face.

Yong Bowen puzzledly took the cotton down and asked, "What's the matter?"

Cotton raised its paws and pointed to the old farmer, struggled to jump down from Yong Bowen's hand, jumped to catch up with the old farmer, stopped in front of him, sat in a big way, and meowed twice.

Although the old farmer saw the black cat lying on Yong Bowen's shoulder, he didn't pay much attention to it. At this time, he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, and asked hesitantly, "Cotton?"

Cotton nodded his head, then ran back to Yong Bowen's side, jumped on his head, raised his paws and kept swinging left and right, as if to let the old farmer see Yong Bowen clearly.

Yong Bowen quickly grabbed the cotton, smiled shyly at the old farmer and said, "Sir, my name is Yong Bowen!"