Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 91: Tell…

A large bowl of rice noodles, topped with a layer of fragrant braised chicken nuggets, and then sprinkled with thick coriander, and finally poured on two tablespoons of dried chili. The man eats so happily, he just feels his whole body feels a lot more comfortable , And then bet a big sip of ice beer, almost straightforward.

Yan Huihong wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand in a very impersonal manner, and then he walked out of the "Liu Ji Rice Noodle Shop" with one hand on his waist and one hand on his stomach. He didn't walk far, but leaned on the side of the road The telephone pole took out a cigarette, lit it happily, and followed the girls in the hair salon on the opposite street, glaringly at the same time.

This is an elderly street. It does not belong to an ancient town. It is just a small block formed between older buildings. The road is very narrow, but it has all kinds of internal organs. It sells food and clothes. And "selling meat", it can be regarded as everything.

"Brother, come in and sit (do), brother..." The woman standing at the door of the hair salon greeted Yan Huihong enthusiastically.

They are warm, they are hospitable, they are very concerned about every man in the past who has been busy carrying the pillars of the home for the family, and even stretched out their hands to pull these men into their house to rest and talk to each other.

Yan Huihong feels that every city seems to have an old street like this. Here, the sincerity and care between people that have faded under the influence of the current money worship are retained, this impetuousness In this society, we can only find some traces of the ancients.

Really,

People's hearts are not old when the world is changing.

For a long time, Yan Huihong didn't choose to bother them. He was kind enough to make trouble for others.

Yan Huihong's gaze was attracted by an old man carrying a bamboo basket.

It's not because Yan Huihong's taste has turned so peculiar, but because he saw something unusual in the old man.

"These days, this kind of stuff is young, and there are still people who can run around on the street."

Throwing down the cigarette **** and stepping on it, Yan Huihong took the initiative to follow him, stretched out his hand and patted the old man's slightly rickety shoulder, "Old man, how do you sell this medicine?"

The old man’s bamboo house is filled with herbal medicines. Herbs are fairly common in Guangxi.

"You want to buy?" The old man's complexion was a little yellow, but he looked very energetic. There was no turbidity in his eyes. Seeing that Yan Huihong was about to buy medicine, he immediately unloaded the bamboo basket and moved his waist. The other small scale is taken off and ready for weighing.

"Which one do you want?" the old man asked, "how much do you want?"

"You are too heavy, weigh yourself." Yan Huihong said, picking his ears.

Hearing this, the old man was surprised at first, and then he showed a bitter smile. The figure that was originally a little rickety also straightened up at this time, and said, "I thought that Xu Chen Xuanxiu is rare now. , It is too bad luck for the old."

"Okay, don't pretend, it looks like there are five hundred years of Taoism, but your predecessor is not ginseng at all, it is nothing more than a carrot of twenty or thirty years, what does it mean to have it with me?" Now, the other party's little trick is still thinking about getting through in front of him.

Seeing that his disguise was torn apart, the old man knew that he couldn't hide it, and he didn't have the confidence to fight with the man in front of him with his own tricks, so he simply recognized it.

"Walk, take me to your turnip pit to take a look, I am very curious, what made you like this."

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"Grandma, when is there a virgin forest on this mountain?" Yan Huihong is not a local, but he knows that even if the virgin forest of this scale is preserved to the present, it will at least be marked as a scenic spot. It is a resort, but it is still a little known here, and even Yan Huihong has seen many earthen graves.

Looking at those graves, they don’t look like rich and powerful people, so how can they be buried in such a good place?

"It also appeared half a year ago. I am also very curious. There are not many people I know now, as if no one has discovered it." The old man who led the way explained.

"Didn't everyone find out?" Yan Huihong was tasting some taste. The current appearance of this place should be related to the audience, so it has been dealt with by the broadcast in terms of influence. After all, this is a supernatural phenomenon.

A virgin forest appeared on a hill very close to the county seat. Isn’t this nonsense?

It may take a while for people to discover this place "of course", and then it’s not strange at all. This kind of technique is very skillful for broadcasting. In other words, only broadcasting can do it. at this point.

He stretched out his hand and pinched a piece of plantain leaf, Yan Huihong looked at the remaining green juice on his fingers,

This level of essence can be directly used as a panacea, but you must know that this body is just a plantain.

If pre-Qin monks pass here, or listeners with enhanced metaphysical types find that this place will definitely be used as a place for cultivation, the surrounding aura is so strong that it is maddening, and at the same time, the vegetation that was originally very common in the mountains has grown. With the effect of the elixir, the carrot in front of me became refined by chance, and the big radish could become an old man.

"That's it." The old man pointed to a place in front of him and then stepped back.

There is a pit in this place, and the rhizomes of several plants around it stalk the pit like a fence to protect the pit.

Everything in the world has spirits. Obviously, this is also deliberately done by the vegetation here.

Yan Huihong discovered that the spiritual energy around it radiates to the surroundings with this hole as the center, and the spiritual energy here is also the strongest!

"But here, there is nothing." Yan Huihong narrowed his eyes. Although he felt that threatening a big radish was a bit too shameful, he still said solemnly: "What about things?"

"Something?" The old man looked surprised, "Nothing."

"Nothing? Nothing can make your radish refined?" Yan Huihong obviously didn't believe it.

"I remember that night, someone came here to dig a grave and took away an urn, and then I suddenly woke up. All the brothers and sisters around were also awake, but now I am the only one. Can transform into a human form." The old man said aggrieved.

"A person, dug a grave?"

Yan Huihong frowned,

It shouldn't be that one.

Some things are absolute secrets in one circle. For example, Qin Yang is obviously an absolute disadvantage in communicating with Fusu, but in another circle, it’s not a secret, especially that night. The change of the guardian in the land of vindication is public news at least in Yan Huihong's circle.

It is said that there was still a big man sitting here in Guangxi, but the former guardian of the land of proving the way personally dug out the grave of the deceased wife, took out the ashes, and then drifted away with the ashes of the deceased wife.

However, the big bosses of the previous generation have already boarded the train and left, so some specific details cannot be verified, but Yan Huihong thinks he might have found that place.

But is the guardian's mind good?

This is not a prodigal, this is completely ruining the home, spreading all of your own vitality as if you don’t need money, and the flowers and plants here are cheap. You can give Laozi to me. what!

It's so strange that you don't end up in smoke after playing like this!

Yan Huihong took a deep breath. It is a pity that after half a year, the origin has long been dissipated, and it has been absorbed by these vegetations. This is of no use to Yan Huihong. He has arrived after all. At this level, ordinary medicine stones have no effect on one's own cultivation.

But Yan Huihong was very curious. He was very curious about what that person thought and did at the time.

At the moment, Yan Huihong opened up with one hand, and his mental power began to radiate.

"Give me the pictures of your memories that day, I will not embarrass you. In addition, I know that you understand what I mean and dare to pretend to be stupid and uncooperative. The big deal is that I will pick up and go home and cook."

Gradually, the surrounding vegetation shook slightly, as if they had succumbed to Yan Huihong's arrogance.

At this time, the surrounding environment seemed to be stained with a layer of powder mist. Yan Huihong saw a bloated middle-aged man approaching with a shovel in his hand. Yan Huihong subconsciously stepped away and stood. On the other side of the pit, I was afraid of "blocking" him.

The middle-aged man began to shovel the soil with a shovel. His movements were not very fast, as if his physical strength was no longer in his middle age. At the same time, he was digging the soil while talking to himself. These words sounded like It's a chattering, but when you say it from the other person, you have a different feeling.

It's a kind of sincerity~IndoMTL.com~ It's very common and common. There is no classic love story. It's just trivial things, but it's very touching.

Yan Huihong is not a sentimental person, but he noticed a detail, that is, normal people usually throw soil in front of him when shoveling soil, which saves effort and is convenient, but the other party has gone around half a circle. The mound reached the other side.

As if...I deliberately didn't want to pour soil on Yan Huihong's feet and dirty his shoes.

But this happened more than half a year ago. This is just a reappearance based on the memories of these refined vegetation.

The grave was dug up, and the man picked up a gray urn from it, as if holding up his wife's hand again and talking about the whispers between husband and wife.

In the distance, another phantom appeared. This person Yan Huihong knew him. He was a big man in Guangxi. He has already left by train. It seems that the matter is true, that big man. I really stayed here that night watching him dig a grave.

The middle-aged man seemed to have spotted the man, holding the urn and preparing to leave. Before leaving, he threw the shovel at hand, which happened to be at Yan Huihong’s feet. Of course, the shovel was also a phantom. Can be regarded as the picture at that time.

Immediately, the middle-aged man and the big man seemed to have a chat, and then the man started going down the mountain, the Guangxi big man followed him down the mountain, and the scene disappeared.

Yan Huihong frowned, then bent down and stretched out his hand to pull a bit in the lush haystack at his feet, and a shovel lay there.

"Tell..."

Yan Huihong cursed a little bit incredulously, but still picked up the shovel, and while cursing, he filled the hole back in handfuls.

"It must be a joke..."

Yan Huihong still couldn't believe it.

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