After drinking and eating, Liu Chuanzhi returned to his home. Qin Yun naturally had to live in Chen Jian's bedroom. As for Chen Jian, it was very simple. He set up a simple camp bed in the old man's bedroom and just make do with it for one night.

It was late at night, and Chen Jian was lying on the camp bed toss and turned and couldn't sleep. He couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter that I need to do with you?"

"You will know tomorrow." After saying this, the old man turned over, ignored Chen Jian, and soon snored.

Chen Jian stopped asking more questions. The old man's temper was like this. He would not say a word more if he didn't want to say.

Since he has said that, he will know tomorrow, and he will definitely not tell him tonight.

However, this still cannot eliminate Chen Jian's curiosity, because the old man asked him to stay, and this matter must be done in Chenjia Village. Chen Jian really couldn't imagine that there was something else in Chenjia Village that the old man could not do.

The next morning, the old man got up early to wash up. The first thing he did after getting up was to kick Chen Jian's camp bed. Chen Jian knew that the old man was asking him to get up.

In fact, Chen Jian had already woken up without the old man asking him to wake up.

After washing up, the old man took Chen Jian out, turned several turns in Chenjia Village, and walked on the road to Bailang Mountain.

The old man moved forward without saying a word, and Chen Jian followed silently.

On the way up the mountain, the old man passed the wild tea garden. After a few minutes of watching, the old man walked up the mountain again.

"Where are we going?" Chen Jian asked in a suffocating voice. He had already passed the wild tea garden at this time. There was no relatively flat path to go up the mountain, and some upward places had even begun to need to climb!

"You will know when you arrive." The old man said without looking back.

From leaving the house to going up the mountain, and until now, I have never stopped halfway. The old man still has no flushing and is not angry. This shows that the old man has a very good physical fitness.

The higher the mountain, the steeper it will be. Later, I could only climb up completely, and there was no path to walk.

However, the old man is familiar with the path and chooses the place to climb very appropriately.

Obviously, it was not only the first time the old man walked on this road, but also many times.

Fortunately, there was only a short distance to climb, and the old man stopped after climbing a place worth more than ten square meters.

After Chen Jian climbed onto this platform, he stood beside the old man.

I saw a dark hole in the mountain at this place of more than ten square meters. The old man whistled, and three pure white wolves came out of the hole and came to the old man's side. They were gentle and turned around at the old man's feet, and occasionally used their noses to smell the smell on the old man's body.

"There is really a white wolf?" Chen Jian asked in surprise.

The old man walked to the entrance of the cave and sat down against the mountain wall. Two of the three white wolves leaned on both sides of the old man, one left and the other, and the other one that was even smaller jumped directly into the old man's arms.

The old man looked doting, stretched out his hands and stroked the foreheads of the three white wolves one by one. When the old man stroked their foreheads, the three white wolves closed their eyes as if they were enjoying it.

Since Chen Jian remembered, he has been hearing from the villagers of Chenjia Village that the reason why Bailang Mountain is called Bailang Mountain is because there are wolves on the mountain and it is snow-white all over.

It is certain that there is a wolf in Bailang Mountain, because when Chen Jian was a child, he often heard wolves screaming on Bailang Mountain, but it is unknown whether the howling wolf is a white wolf.

Because I have never heard the wolf crowing, but no one has ever seen it.

When Chen Jian grew up slowly, he could not even hear the wolf's chirping in recent years.

Chen Jian always thought that there was a white wolf on Bailang Mountain, but it was just a legend. However, he thought that today he actually saw a white wolf on Bailang Mountain. Moreover, these three white wolves were so intimate with the old man?

Chen Jian had never been to the mountain when he was a child, but he had never reached such an altitude. The altitude he and the old man were at at this time was almost two thousand meters.

The altitude is so high and the mountain is steep. In addition, every household can hear the yelling of wolves at night. Knowing that there are wolves on the mountain, naturally no one will climb up to come here.

"Legends are not necessarily just legends." The old man said lazily, closing his eyes and basking in the sun.

Chen Jian walked to the old man curiously, squatted down, and wanted to touch the white wolf in the old man's arms.

Before Chen Jian's hand could touch the white wolf in the old man's arms, the other two white wolf were unhappy. He bared his mouth and fangs at Chen Jian, and the hair on his body also stood up.

If I hadn't seen Chen Jian come with the old man, I'm afraid these two white wolves would have pounced on him at this time.

The old man smiled, reached out and touched the foreheads of the two white wolves, and said, "This is my grandson!"

The two white wolves seemed to be very human. When they heard the old man's words, they obediently lay on the ground and put away their previous posture of attack.

"You are not familiar with them, so they are hostile to you." The old man said with a smile.

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Chen Jian nodded and finally reached out and touched the smaller white wolf in the old man's arms.

Although the white wolf was snow-white all over and the fur on his body seemed very soft, when Chen Jian touched the smaller white wolf in the old man's arms, he still felt that the fur on his body was a little hard, not as soft as the dogs and cats he raised at home.

"You brought me up, just looking at the three white wolves?" Chen Jian asked with a smile, sitting down next to the white wolves on the old man's right hand.

"Yes, but not all." The old man said: "I asked you to meet them first, because I wanted to tell you that legends are not necessarily just legends, but also true! In addition, I want them to remember you. In the future, I will be extremely moved, so you have to come up for me."

"Why are you saying this kind of thing?" Chen Jian said: "It's still early that day if you are wearing a slap in your body!"

"Going early?" The old man glanced at Chen Jian, pointed to the three white wolves beside him, and said, "When I first returned to Chenjia Village, this was a pack of wolves, with more than a dozen white wolves, and now these three are left!"

"Ah?" Chen Jian was shocked and asked, "So many? Why didn't you see them going down the mountain to find food?"

"They don't go down the mountain to find food easily, they are all looking for food on the mountain." The old man said: "Unless you can't find food and you will go down the mountain when you are hungry. You don't know many things about the white wolf on Bailang Mountain. That's what I did when I was a child."
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