This village is composed of descendants of folk sects.

Yan Shouyi not only discovered their identities, but also noticed that most of the people in the village were left in ruins or reorganized their families. Although everyone had many unsatisfactory lives in the first half of their lives, in this village, They seem to have found the meaning of existence again.

Long Feicheng watched in silence all the way, and then he couldn't help but whisper in Yan Shouyi's ear:

"Brother Yan, how do I feel about this? The village is somewhat similar to our folklore research club?"

The difference is that the research club has more young people, while the village is mostly filled with elderly people.

"It looks like it, but I always feel something is weird." Yan Shouyi replied in a low voice.

Along the way, the villagers greeted Li Genmiao warmly. They called Li Genmiao the village chief. They seemed not to know that Li Genmiao had a bad reputation outside.

Li Genmiao treats these villagers as if they were his own relatives, greeting them with a smile and being very familiar with them.

This is even weirder!

Everyone was in a nervous mood, wary of the killer who might jump out of the corner at any time. However, until everyone reached the place where Han San and others were settled, the imagined danger was not there. occur.

When Han San and his friends were settled in the yard, the kang had already been heated up. An old lady was kneading noodles in the yard. It looked like she was going to steam a steaming basket of steamed buns for the guests.

Lao Jin put Han San on the kang and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now Han San really needed a quiet place to recover.

The Maoshan disciples also relaxed their vigilance, rubbing their hands and breathing around the warm fire, observing their surroundings curiously.

A visitor suddenly came to the village, which made the villagers extremely curious.

They seemed to be isolated from the world and did not know the news outside. They followed each other to the entrance of the courtyard and curiously poked their heads in to take a look.

At this time, four figures walked into the yard. Li Genmiao looked back and smiled:

“Your old friend is here!”
< br />The dog Taoist priest turned around and took a look, with the same expression of "It's really you" as before, but then the resentment in his eyes became even heavier.

Miaoji bowed her head and sighed, silently reciting Amitabha, but followed it closely with Mahler Gobi.

Yan Shouyi looked at the four of them.

Of the four people, three are men and one is a woman.

The first one is a man in a suit who looks to be in his fifties, has a general belly, and looks very kind.

The second person is a middle-aged man who is similar in age to the Dog Taoist and others, but has only one arm and wears gold and silver.

The third one is a beautiful woman who still has charm, but her clothes are not fashionable, she is just a village woman, but the red cotton jacket cannot hide her charm, especially between her eyebrows A hint of sadness is simply the modern wife’s version of Tofu Xi Tzu.

The fourth person is special. He is an unkempt, hunched beggar. Because he is not used to so many people here, he walks at the end and looks away.

The leader, a man with a general's belly, greeted cheerfully: "Dog Taoist priest, Miaoji Bald Donkey, why didn't you say a word when you saw us? Have you forgotten us? "

The Dog Taoist snorted coldly and gave him a roll of his eyes: "I'm sorry, Taoist Master, I don't know you."

"Yes, you are following the big brother now. It's normal for us old guys to forget that we are so prosperous!" the one-armed middle-aged man said in a strange tone.

Miao Ji couldn’t hold it any longer and explained: “You guys abandoned your eldest brother.”

“My eldest brother was trapped by love. He was imprisoned for ten years. When did he manage it? Us?" the wife Xi Shi said quietly.

Only the beggar did not interrupt.

From the conversation between several people, Yan Shouyi made a guess.

These people in front of me are probably members of the Xuanshan Thirteen Taibao founded by my father back then!

Moreover, it is very likely that he is a core member!

They were so familiar with Uncle Dog, yet so "strange". Thinking about their father's imprisonment back then, it pushed the Xuanshan sect in two completely different directions.

Some people have been waiting for their father to come back, while others left.

Seeing these people, Yan Shouyi suddenly understood why Li Genmiao's force was called the New Xuanshan Sect - because the members of the New Xuanshan Sect were originally members of the Old Xuanshan Sect. Guys!

“Give me a grand introduction!”

Li Genmiao said enthusiastically: “These four are the ‘four values ​​and five ghosts’ of our New Xuanshan sect. Worth it! They are: Nianzhu Pan Zhengyi, we all call him Lao Pan; Yuezhu Zheng Youqian, Laoqian; Shizhulan Qihuan, Xiaolan; Shizhu... Anonymous. Wuming is not from the old Xuanshan sect. "

Yan Shouyi paid special attention to Shizhu Wumingshi. Wumingshi avoided his eyes and did not dare to look at Yan Shou.

"Haha, this kid is my eldest brother's son Shoichi, right? We haven't seen him for many years. When this kid was one month old, Zheng Zhaodi and I rushed to hug him, and the kid ended upMy son only lets Zhaodi hold him, not me. When I hold him, he cries! "Lao Pan looked at Yan Shouyi kindly.

Lao Qian sneered: "It's not that he doesn't want you to hold him, it's that he doesn't let men hold him. When Xiaolan hugged him, he was very happy. . "

Xiaolan's face showed a nostalgic look: "Those days seem like just yesterday... It's a pity that we can't go back..."

It turns out that these uncles and aunts They have all seen me before. Yan Shou thought to himself.

But the strange thing is that Yan Shou had no impression of Lao Pan and the others at all. Instead, he felt that the nameless person looked familiar.

Lao Pan wanted to get closer to talk to Yan Shouyi, but the dog Taoist priest suddenly stood between the two and stopped him:

"Now that everyone has different positions, it is better to keep a distance, Shouyi He is no longer a child, he is the president of the Folklore Research Association. "

The old man snorted coldly: "So what? Do you really have no regard for the brotherhood of those days? "

Monk Miaoji became angry and raised his fist as big as a casserole: "Damn it, old man, if you don't change your bad mouth, sooner or later you won't be able to save your other arm! "

"Don't fight... don't fight..." Xiaolan stopped the two parties and said softly, "It's hard for us to meet each other, and now we are in this paradise, why not let go of the grudges outside and talk about the past. "

"Master Tao, I don't think you have anything to talk about. We will leave here as soon as we are done. "The dog Taoist priest still refused to compromise.

Lao Pan was not angry. Instead, he squatted down and touched the head of old Huang, who could not speak, and said with emotion:

" More than ten years later, Lao Huang has really become Lao Huang. People's hearts have been changing, and only dogs are the most loyal. ”

Miraculously, Lao Huang did not resist Lao Pan and allowed him to stroke his head.

For a time, Dog Taoist, Miao Ji, Lao Qian, and Xiao Lan They were all silent.

Time has changed so much. We used to be good brothers who shared joys and sorrows. How come it has become like this now?

Li Genmiao at the right time He patted Yan Shouyi on the shoulder and said, "Why don't we leave this place to them and let's go next door to talk alone? "

Yan Shouyizheng had this intention. He patted the shoulder touched by Li Genmiao and said:

" Let's go. ”