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622. That Childhood Incident

I said: "Nvxia, stop making such noise, everyone has disappeared! I just told you to be careful, but you just didn't listen!"

She held her mouth in frustration like a little girl, took a few breaths of fresh air, and spread her clothes vigorously to let me smell if there was any smell left.

I teased her and said deliberately: "It stinks so bad. You can smell it from a long way away. Heroine, are you going to grow hair? Is it past the shelf life? Oops! It stinks to death! You should stay away from me."

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"I hate it! I won't go! I won't go! It's really a bad start. Go back to bed. Fortunately, I brought perfume! Don't tell others about this when you go back!" she said coquettishly.

I sighed and had no choice but to agree. The two of them turned around and went back angrily. We had no choice. The purpose of our trip was to catch these little beasts. Unexpectedly, we exposed our target first. This yellow-skinned guy from Gada is indeed very understanding of human nature.

It probably hides in some corner during the day, and pays special attention when strangers come into the village. Even if we went to the mass grave now, it would have gone back to spread the news, and we couldn't even think of catching one.

Xiaoman got up very early the next day, Meihui stretched herself and opened the door to see that she had specially brought breakfast for us.

Xiaoman looked surprised. "You...you all wear clothes to sleep?"

I quickly explained that I was afraid of catching a cold in the countryside.

Ge Leng and Sagala got up early this morning and went to Kelin Township to catch the early market. Xiao Man said that while his parents were not at home, he planned to take us for a walk in the mountains. There are all kinds of game in the mountains, such as hazelnuts, pine nuts, mushrooms, and even mushrooms.

If we are brave enough, we can also see the black blind man hibernating in the tree hole.

We both had nothing to do and wanted to go into the mountains to have a look. We thanked her for her kindness and ate something quickly before following her for a stroll towards the trail at the north end of the village.

As she walked Meihui, she revealed Xiaoman's words. She pointed to the outline of the deep house at the foot of the mountain and asked, "Xiaoman, whose house is that? Is there anyone so rich in your village?"

"Sister Meihui, that is indeed a rich family, but it is not for us. It is left by our ancestors. It seems to be the old house built by the ancestor my father mentioned yesterday. When I was a child, I heard the adults call it Nala.

The palace." Xiaoman said.

"Nala? Doesn't the Nala clan refer to the Ulanala clan? Are all of you villagers descendants of Ulanala?" I asked, staring into Xiaoman's eyes.

This pretty little girl was obviously not very good at lying. She avoided my eyes and did not dare to look directly at her. She stuttered and said, "No...I don't know either. It seems that there is more to Nala than Uranala, right? Like Ye

Henala, Huifanala, and Hadanala are all descendants of the Nala surname. Even now, they are still Nalabu Nala. They have all been Chineseized, and many families in the villages have changed their Chinese surnames."

The little girl quickly changed the subject, for fear that we would ask about his ancestors, so she told us: "You must not go there. That old house is quite evil. It is haunted. There are often yellow fairies. It is in the northeast of our country."

Don't mess with Huang Xian. I remember when I was a kid, I once had a friend who almost died."

She told us the story of Haiyue rescuing Dongzi in Hulatun when she was a child. Even though it was broad daylight, we were all sweating while listening. I asked her how Dongzi is doing now.
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