Old Lady Fu walked into the gate of the abandoned city peacefully. The evil dog that was barking wildly just now seemed to be covering his eyes, ears, mouth and nose by something, and was completely unaware of Old Lady Fu's entry into the city.

The young man in the city did not stop Mrs. Fu from entering. After he made the faint "Oh", he did not make any sound. He silently watched Mrs. Fu come in, and then turned around and turned into a corner.

It seems that the Xiliang Dog King has acquiesced to outsiders entering the city.

Wang Chuan had a guess in his mind and chased Old Lady Fu into the city.

The wide open city gate was tilted and deeply embedded in the ground. The large area of ​​wood chips on the side of the door stripped away from the main body of the gate and had to be embedded in the loess, some swaying in the wind. The traces of corrosion of time are particularly obvious on this mottled gate. The door of this abandoned city can no longer be closed, and I don’t know how many years have been tilted here.

The real gate of the Waste City should be a group of evil dogs raised by the Xiliang Dog King.

When Wang Chuan passed by the city gate, he kept paying attention to the group of dogs and kept very careful. He never wanted to be careless and become a delicacy in the mouth of evil dogs.

But what is strange is that when he stepped into the city and passed by the sloping gate, the dogs that should have been fierce and yelled around him and shook their tails.

“What’s going on?”

Wang Chuan suddenly guessed some possibility, but it was a little unbelievable.

“Huh?”

The boy who disappeared around the corner seemed strange and made a short sound.

Wang Chuan noticed that the boy showed his head around the corner and looked here, and then disappeared immediately.

Even though he was curious, the young man had no interest in these things.

"Or, he can't speak?"

Wang Chuan thought of this possibility. Unfortunately, he communicated with She Wei but did not inquire about the situation of the Xiliang Dog King. He didn't know what the young man was.

The place where the boy turned to was very different from other places. The dust was like a cover and the spider web was tangled. It was in this winter and there were still a lot of remaining. Some time ago, the heavy snow that spread across China to the east still left traces here.

But the direction the boy turned to was clean and tidy, and it seemed that he had cleaned it.

There is a street in this place with several low houses. Wang Chuan looked around and saw it clean, as if it was a new land that had just been developed and no one had settled in.

"Crack, click, click, click—"

The sound of chopping the chopping board with a kitchen knife.

Wang Chuan looked over and saw that in the low house beside the clean street, the boy was chopping the meat on the chopping board just now.

Sitting on the fire next to the cutting board was a pot, and the soup in the pot was boiling hot.

The stove and chopping board were a bit high, and the boy raised his arms and chopped the meat, his movements were extremely inconsistent. But he did so smoothly, and it was obvious that he had already been extremely skilled in this job.

"The young man is good. Look at the meat chopped, you will definitely not hurt your teeth."

Old Mrs. Fu unknowingly ran to the door of the boy's cooking room, squinted her eyes at the boy with her hands on her back, and commented happily.

Wang Chuan: “…”

The young man did not complain about the unauthorized evaluation of Mrs. Fu, but turned his head and smiled slightly at Mrs. Fu.

This smile is just a simple smile, with no special meaning. Old Mrs. Fu was so happy that she was as happy as her grandson, and she was almost dancing.

The boy smiled and turned around, chopped the meat, opened the pot on the fire and threw the minced meat in it.

Old Mrs. Fu's attention was suddenly attracted by the pot of meat, and she no longer asked Xiliang Dog King, her godson whom she recognized.

The boy was about to come out, went out of the street and looked at the dog at the city gate, then looked back at Wang Chuan, and asked, "Sister She? Master Li?"

This was inexplicable, but Wang Chuan had magically figured it out when he contacted the situation at the city gate just now.

——When I passed by the city gate, the barking dogs did not bark, but they also shook their tails around me to show closeness, which means that there is a very likely smell of getting close to those evil dogs.

Of course I don’t have it, but the people I have come into contact with may leave the scent on me, and when I pass by the city gate, I give those evil dogs signals.

Among the people I have come into contact with, the only one who has dealt with the Xiliang Dog King and these evil dogs is She Wei. But it has been a long time since Chenggu County, Chengzhou, and Chengzhou, how could She Wei's smell remain on her body?

It was precisely because of doubting this that Wang Chuan was not sure. When he thought of this possibility before, he felt incredible.

But when the boy asked this question, Wang Chuan had to think of this possibility again.

Perhaps the noses of these evil dogs are so amazing.

"I know the heroine She Wei."

Wang Chuan said.

"oh."

The boy nodded, showing a sudden enlightenment.

"really--"

Wang Chuan was convinced in his heart.

I didn't expect that I guessed it right. I didn't expect that the noses of these evil dogs were really so flexible.

"I am Wang Chuan, Liushemen Constable. What is your name?"

Wang Chuan asked.

“…Leng Xia.”

The boy said. The boy spoke very briefly. He would pause for a while whenever he spoke, as if he had to read a message. It seemed that this boy had been alone in the deserted city of Shanyin for many years and had become unacceptable to communicating with others. It was already very difficult to be able to jump out one or two words.

"Who is Master Li?"

Wang Chuan asked again.

He remembered what She Wei once said. She Wei met a friend who looked at each other with the Xiliang Dog King. She Wei came here to help her send letters.

When the dog king of Xiliang asked him, he only had these two names. Could it be that he had only known these two people for so many years to guard the abandoned city?!

She Wei came here to send a letter to that friend. That is to say, before She Wei came, was the only friend of Master Li, the kid named Leng Xia?

How loneliness is this!

What a great persistence!

Wang Chuan couldn't imagine how courage this little boy was holding here alone. He couldn't help but admire him.

"Master Li, storytelling."

Leng Xia rarely sees five words at once. When talking about storytelling, her expression reveals a little yearning and joy.

"storytelling?"

The website repeated a sentence.

Leng Xia nodded and said, "Li Gun, come and tell me during the New Year."

Wang Chuan followed Leng Xia's thoughts and easily understood this sentence from the young dog king.

The Master Li was named Li Geng. Wang Chuan also knew about this person in the Six Gate. This Li Geng was a world of traveling around the world, but he liked to write and had a great reputation. In the world, this person speaks the best storytelling, and in the storytelling world, this person is the best storytelling in the storytelling world.

The young man Leng Xia received a letter, and Li Gun was coming to Shanyin Waste City during the Chinese New Year to tell him a story.

In this way, Leng Xia’s expression of disappointment when she saw Wang Chuan and Old Lady Fu when Leng Xia was at the city gate, she could explain it.

"Not coming..."

Leng Xia looked at the city gate, then looked at Wang Chuan and old lady Fu, and his voice was filled with sadness.

"It doesn't matter, I'll tell you a story first."

Wang Chuan felt that he was infected by the boy's expectations and suddenly became interested.
Chapter completed!