"A guest is here, it's rare, please come in."

Ning Feng was following the lights, and an old voice came into his ears.

"Is it an old woman?"

The sound is so old that it is not easy to distinguish between men and women. Even the sound has a smell of loess.

Ning Feng subconsciously followed the sound, wanting to see how honorable the owner of the sound was. He never thought that piles of garbage would pile the entire wooden house like a maze, and even the lights coming from were full of refracting smells. God knew how it came into his eyes.

After giving up the idea of ​​seeing the owner of the voice directly, Ning Feng's expression moved slightly, and he noticed that there was another magical place besides the door that automatically closed.

"The interior space of this wooden house is much larger than it looks outside."

Ning Feng walked forward as the car, circling left and right. Originally, the space of the wooden house looked much larger than outside, but now it was even more deadly when he walked around. After several breathing efforts, he did not see the true face of the owner.

He roughly estimated in his heart: "If I look at it from outside, this wooden house is just an ordinary family of three, and it will be very difficult to live in, and raise a pig or dog or something."

"But from the inside, a place that can be filled with garbage is probably a place that can be filled with five generations of family members, right?"

Ning Feng thought about it while carefully avoiding the garbage under his feet.

From the garbage mountain outside, the dwarf's attitude towards garbage, and the wooden house is full of garbage, he naturally knew that the garbage that ordinary people would abandon and avoid was probably in the hearts of the owners of the wooden house and the dwarfs.

"If you step on it, I will make me pay for it?"

Ning Feng was bored and surrounded the garbage like a maze, thinking about it with entertainment.

After a thought changed, he shook his head and rejected it.

"It is also very difficult to go further. This is a place without the concept of "bad". How can you step on it?"

Ning Feng stepped over the last block, and seemed to be a broken sea bowl, and finally saw the owner of the wooden house.

It was indeed an old woman.

With her back facing Ning Feng, an old woman was hunched over, as if she was cleaning something on the ground. Her head was covered with yellow and white hair, and she was scattered like a mess. The most unbearable thing was that there was a flower on her hair suddenly.

The flowers are broken flowers. I don’t know if they are smoked yellow in the shrine of the god, and are trampled and broken under whose feet. In short, it is still quite difficult to recognize it as a flower.

The old woman's clothes were not much better, and she was covered one by one, as if she was quite afraid of the chill. However, each piece of clothes was torn to the point of not much different from the cloth, so she had to be wrapped tightly through layers.

Ning Feng couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

If this wasn't the old woman's age and dressed up, she would definitely give her charity immediately when she appeared in front of her.

Ning Feng was thinking about how to speak, but the old woman turned her head and Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Here you come, sit down."

He was very enthusiastic and thoughtful. The old woman even put down everything at hand and asked Ning Feng to sit down diligently.

Ning Feng hesitated for a moment, sat down, and then twisted uncomfortably.

There is no way. God knows which hand the little stool under his butt is trashed. It is crooked and slanted and only has three feet left. If it weren't for some cultivation, it would be difficult to sit steadily.

Ning Feng was very urged to stand up. Although he looked around and the little stool was really good for his butt place, sitting like this was really tiring than standing.

He didn't even finish his hunching movement, and the old woman did something extremely attentive.

She trembled around behind a pile of garbage and brought out a cup of cold and half of water. She still used several corners and only half of the porcelain cup left.

Ning Feng is really not idle. The problem is that the glaze on the porcelain is greasy and yellow. God knows that it hasn't been washed for hundreds of years, or it has been turned out from a garbage dump.

He held back his disgust, took the cup with both hands, put it aside, and had no intention of touching it any longer. He straightened his back and asked, "In Xia Ningfeng, a disciple of the Sun God Palace, I have seen seniors."

Ning Feng bowed his hand and went straight to the topic: "Do you dare to ask if you know the news about your fellow disciple?"

When he spoke, he looked straight into the other person's eyes, trying to see something from the other person's eyes.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Even though the old woman was not smiling, the wrinkles on her face were still stacked together layer by layer, with loess in the middle, and her eyes were as turbid as mud and water inside the loess.

It is really difficult to see something from it, at least Ning Feng feels that he does not have this skill.

At this time, the old woman spoke.

"Youngsheng, what you said was the shuttle that fell near the airwalk a day ago?"

"But the standard shuttle through the air in our Sun God Palace?" Ning Feng was so energetic that he quickly asked.

The old woman shook her head, her voice as old as the wrinkles on her face, slid downwards: "The Sun God Palace is not the Sun God Palace, and the old woman has never heard of it."

"Young man, please look at it, are you looking for this?"

The old woman directly reached out and inserted it into a small garbage pile next to her and searched for it.

After a while, her wrinkles spread out, as if she was happy to find something, and her hand raised towards Ning Feng's direction.

She raised her hand and the torn clothes slid down, revealing her dry arms as dry as branches.

Ning Feng's eyes swept past and fell on the old woman's hand.

The thing she held in her hand reflected the candlelight, shining, and it was a piece of metal.

"This isn't just..."

The dwarf Ula cheered in Ning Feng's mind and ran out of the bushes, holding the harvest high in his hand.

Isn’t this piece of metal the one he picked up?

"How come it is here?"

Ning Feng blinked. When Wula picked up the metal piece before, it was all about Chen Xiwei and the others' safety. He looked very carefully and was confident that he could not admit his mistake.

What's even more strange is that the dwarf Ula never entered the cabin from beginning to end, and didn't even get close to it.

“How to say it?”

Ning Feng's eyes fell on the garbage dump where the old woman had just taken out the metal piece. She remembered what she saw when she first entered this village. The dwarfs put their harvest into the large garbage dump, and she felt enlightened.

"These garbage piles are actually connected to the outside."

"I don't know what kind of magical power this old woman was using, but she could easily find the designated garbage and move it directly into her hands."

Ning Feng's expression was solemn, and his heart, which had not been careless, became more and more important.

This village full of garbage, this old woman is not simple.

"I don't know what the old man calls him?"

Ning Feng took his gaze away from the garbage dump, fell on the old woman's face again, and bowed.

"The old lady has no name, the one who is called the garbage woman."

The old woman coughed a few times, and threw the metal piece at the same time while answering.

It seemed as if there were eyes on the back of her head, and the metal piece fell accurately into a pile of garbage, the light was dim and it was no longer visible.

The old woman sat down in front of Ning Feng tremblingly.

Ning Feng didn't find a chance to speak, and she coughed violently again with a "cough cough". It always makes people wonder if she would let her cough down again. Either she coughed out by herself or she would bury her.

After finally waiting for the garbage woman to finish coughing, Ning Feng said, "Ning Feng has seen her mother-in-law."

After thinking about it, he still thought it would be better to call it this way.

In the next sentence, Ning Feng directly got to the point: "The person Ning Feng looked for is related to this thing."

"Before, there must be a shuttle through the air and falling near the sky. It was a treasure of the lower sect. It was a fellow sect. I wonder if the old man could tell them about their safety and whereabouts. Ning Feng was very grateful."

The garbage woman scratched her head, as if she was old and had a bad memory, and she was trying hard to recall.

With her movements, dust rustled down.

"I remembered it."

The garbage woman put down her hand and patted her. The dust on her palm almost covered her face. "There are a few children who found the treasure there and picked it up all."

"Do you want to?"

Ning Fengxin raised her up, took a deep breath, and asked, "I wonder if my mother-in-law has ever seen Ning Feng's fellow disciple?"

The materials on the air shuttle are indeed worthy of the treasures, but they are nothing compared to the people above.

Ning Feng crossed the materials themselves and asked the people directly.

The garbage woman simply shook her head and said, "When the children rushed there, there was no one there."

“Ah~”

Ning Feng was disappointed and subconsciously leaned back. He realized that this was a small stool with only three legs, and he didn't have to lift the backrest or something.

The garbage woman's attitude is really a very cooperative one, and judging from the situation in the village, Ning Feng also believes that what she said should be correct.

"What should I do? The clue was broken like this?"

Ning Feng racked his brains to think of a solution, and at the same time he was constantly judging the garbage woman's words in his heart, wanting to see if it was not true or something was missing.

After a while, he slowly stood up and bowed to the garbage woman, "Mother-in-law, since there is no news of his juniors, Ning Feng will say goodbye."

After Ning Feng finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

He really didn't believe the trash woman completely, but since the other party showed too many problems, he couldn't just treat the other party as the murderer. Even if he wanted to touch something indirectly, he had to wait until something was in his hand before saying it.

"Instead of talking to the air here, I might as well go to the nearest to find a look, and maybe there are clues waiting for me."

Ning Feng will break if he breaks, and when he finishes his words, he takes steps out.

Just at this moment, the garbage woman spoke for the first time during a conversation between the two sides:

"Young Master, you come to your mother-in-law and don't plan to pick up a baby and take it back. Are you just going back empty-handed?"

The voice of the garbage woman sounded, Ning Feng turned his head and looked at her, and the eyes of both sides met.

At this moment, Ning Feng suddenly discovered that the garbage woman's whole expression was different, especially in her turbid eyes, it seemed that there was a light shining.

"baby?"

Ning Feng glanced back and forth, feeling that he couldn't answer this sentence.
Chapter completed!