At this time, a figure appeared at the end of the path. The shadow seemed to be an old man. The old man might be old and a little hunchbacked, but there was a big braid dragging behind the shadow's head. He approached with a cane and trembling steps.

Arrive at Guiming Pavilion.

After the heavy rain, the moon in the sky was very round and red, making the old man's shadow grow longer. In the middle of the night, the barren mountains and forests suddenly looked ghostly.

The old man stopped for some reason about ten meters away from the pavilion. This position was blocked by a few old trees and prevented him from seeing the scene in the pavilion. Nan Haiyue and Mei Xi were too big to breathe for fear of being pushed ahead by the old man.

Discover.

"Are you here?" The old man said this suddenly, and he didn't know if he was talking to them or not.

Mei Xi looked at Haiyue, and Haiyue looked at Mei Xi again. No, they didn't make a sound. How could the other party know that there was someone hiding in this pavilion? Unless the old man had made an appointment with someone to get together here.

Is he testing now? They didn't say a word.

"Oh, there are a lot of people this time? Four? No matter what helpers you find, you can't even take a step into our village! You should give up!" The old man had already figured out that there were four of them in total without showing his head.

This made everyone feel unconfident again.

Ma Laosi is a ruthless man. Many of his habits are completely imitated by his younger brother. As long as he can achieve his own goals, no matter what vicious means are used. He slowly popped his head out from behind the tree, the muzzle of his gun

Aiming at the old man's shadow, he was about to shoot coldly.

Nan Haiyue raised her palm to signal him not to blindly shoot and attack the enemy before he knew the details of the other party. The woman was still soft-hearted. If a burly man appeared at this time, I am afraid she would never show mercy to stop Ma Laosi's killing. He

Just an old man.

"Cough...cough..." Nan Haiyue deliberately coughed a few times to tell the old man that she was not hostile.

Haiyue's voice was as clear and moving as a silver bell. As soon as she heard it, she knew she must be a young girl. The old man was startled for a moment, obviously he did not expect that the person in the pavilion was a woman. He hurriedly and slowly walked out of the dark shadow of the path.

When he saw Nan Haiyue and Lin Meixi in the pavilion, his expressions were astonished, as if he had seen a ghost. There were two girls with the same expression as him. The old man in front of him... was actually wearing ancient clothes, with no hair from head to toe.

The cloth head is a modern product, and the one seen in the shadow just now is indeed the big braid from the Qing Dynasty.

"You...are you...?" The old man pointed at the two girls and was speechless in surprise. Maybe in his eyes, the clothes of Mei Xi and Hai Yue were equally strange.

At this time, two men rushed out from behind the tree carrying Thompson. They formed a crossfire and aimed at the old monster who did not know whether he was a human or a ghost.

"Don't move, be honest, if you move again we will shoot!" Dayong shouted.

The old man's eyes were blank. Maybe it was the first time for him to see this gun.

"Dayong, Fourth Brother, you put down your guns first." Mei Xi ordered. She felt that the old man didn't seem to be acting. He had no hostility towards the four of them, and they were not the people he wanted to wait for.

After Mei Xi experienced a fight with her brother-in-law last time, she witnessed many strange events, and now she was obviously much more courageous. She followed Nan Haiyue and approached the weird old man step by step.

"Girls? Are you...who are you? Why are you dressed so weirdly?" he asked.

"Old man, I'm afraid it's our turn to ask you this, right? It's the 21st century now. What, are you doing costume play? Your hobbies are really weird?" Nan Haiyue asked forcefully.

The old man nodded and probably understood what the beautiful girl in front of him said.

"I understand, you are the same people who lived in the big iron house in the valley a few years ago. This is not the place you should come to!" The big iron house in the old man's mouth was the liberation truck.

"Old man, where is this place? We don't want to come either. It's just that my friends and I are lost and can't get out. Please show us a way out." Nan Haiyue said politely.

"This place is called Wangchen Village. It is a village where the old people have lived and thrived for generations. Children, this world does not belong to you, but it is not easy to get out after you enter it."

"Old man, may I ask what year you are today?" Nan Haiyue tried to ask.

The old man replied: "I don't know what year it is today, but I only know that our Wangchen Village will always be sealed in the 14th year of Shunzhi. For me, time will always be fixed at this moment and will not be lost."

The four of them were dumbfounded. No wonder the old man dressed up in such a ridiculous way. It turned out that he was from the Shunzhi period. Mei Xi clasped her fingers and silently calculated in her head that the year was the 14th year of Shunzhi, which was 1657. Oh my God, this old man was already over 350 years old.

Okay, isn't this an old monster?

"Children, I don't know what kind of weapon you are holding in your hands, but please put it away. Don't say I don't want to kill you. Even if I have murderous intentions now, your weapons are useless to me. Let's go.

Come on, this is not the place to talk, come with me." The old man asked everyone to follow him.

The two men looked at Nan Haiyue, who nodded, and the four of them followed the 350-year-old monster toward the end of the path. At the end of the path was a simple thatched house, which should belong to the old man.

Home. The path turns a corner here, extending along the thatched houses to the depths of the forest. Through the moonlight, you can clearly see a village about a kilometer or two away in front of you. There is no sound in the village.

There was no trace of anger.

The thatched house was very simple, and there wasn't even a complete bed in it, but fortunately there was a stove with firewood burning. The four of them sat on the floor around the stove and felt a little warm.

Along the way, Nan Haiyue was also wondering whether the old man fell to the ground, whether it was an enemy or a friend, and it didn't look like he was acting. Of course, this kind of prank was not impossible, so she planned to test the old man's reality.

At that time, the Qing government had just unified the Central Plains, and the first few laws it set were that all people must wear braids and learn Manchu. It was not until the Kangxi period that Chinese was again circulated.

"sisainnio!" This is the most common Manchu saying, meaning hello.

This was originally a polite greeting, but after hearing this, the old man suddenly cast a hostile look at Nan Haiyue. Her eyes were extremely cold, as if she had become the old man's enemy in the blink of an eye.

"You can say anything here, but you can't speak Manchu!"

"Why? Aren't you from the Shunzhi period? As far as I know, the Qing Dynasty popularized Manchu during the Shunzhi period. Is this the common language?" Nan Haiyue asked in confusion.

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