Chapter 672 We accidentally broke into the game
"Mist?"
Han Qiguang was stunned when he heard this word.
He looked back at Xie Yuchuan, "What do you think?"
Just not long ago, they had just passed by a heavy fog, and now, a stranger suddenly appeared in front of them because of a heavy fog?
Xie Yuchuan and Han Qiguang thought of the same place.
Xie Yuchuan looked at the young mountain villagers in a deep eyes, "What kind of fog?"
"Yes, what kind of thing, can you still remember it?" Han Qiguang asked.
"Yes!"
The young mountaineer recalled this experience and said, "The hometowns in the village say that the deep mountains are the temples for the cultivation of mountain gods and are forbidden areas. We younger generations are not allowed to come here to hunt on weekdays, so I came in secret. I was just curious, but I didn't find anything strange along the way, so I walked deeper without realizing it."
He slowed down and continued to say in the eyes of Xie Yuchuan, Han Qiguang and others: "At first, it felt quite smooth to enter the mountain in the daytime, and I didn't feel that there was any problem, but when I realized that I couldn't get out, I was already trapped here."
Xie Yuchuan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is he trapped by the heavy fog?"
"No." The young mountaineer shook his head, "No at first, but I just couldn't walk around here. No matter how many times I made marks, it was like being trapped by something. The west covered his eyes and would circle within this radius no matter how he turned, and he would circulate within the radius. He had no food and drink at the back. When he was dying, he felt a heavy fog rise around him. I thought it was an hallucination before he died, until you came out of the fog. "
Saying this, he turned his head left and right, and wondered in disbelief: "But I really don't know how I came here, this... seems not outside the cave."
" Nonsense, the surroundings are full of soil, and it doesn't look like outside the mountain." Wei Shi said helplessly and roughly.
His voice was already a bit rough, and he suddenly opened his mouth and scared the other party. Fortunately, the young mountain people were not timid people on weekdays, but just shrugged their shoulders.
Han Qiguang asked him, "I ask you, where are you from?" He pointed to the other party's clothes, "Look at your outfit, have you lived in the mountains all the time?"
The young mountaineer nodded: "I was born in the mountains and grew up in the mountains."
"Then have you gone down the mountain? What's going on at the foot of the mountain now? Do you know?"
Han Qiguang suddenly asked something that was incompatible with each other, which attracted Xie Yuchuan's gaze.
But he did not interrupt Han Qiguang's deliberate inquiry, as if he had guessed what he wanted to do in an instant.
The young mountaineer looked at Han Qiguang, looked up at him, and finally lowered his head and thought for a while, without answering directly, but asked vigilantly: "Where are you from?"
"Hey, this guy is very smart." Han Qiguang couldn't help laughing, and turned around and glanced at the two behind him and teased.
Xie Yuchuan looked deep and his eyes closed, and his already cold eyes instantly became more oppressive.
The young man couldn't help but shrank slightly, and he stumbled with fear: "We have been hiding in the mountains for many years, and the village will not let the descendants go down the mountain to cause trouble."
What he meant was that they wanted to find out what was going on at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't know.
But how could Xie Yuchuan and Han Qiguang believe this answer?
Xie Yuchuan pondered for a moment and said, "We are from Kyoto, Daliang."
Han Qiguang stared at the mountain people with a smile and nodded, "That's right, what about you? Where are the people in your villages before they enter the mountains to avoid disaster?"
They thought that after they said that, the other party would tell each other with confidence, but unexpectedly, the other party's reaction was completely different from what they thought.
The young mountain citizen, after hearing what Xie Yuchuan and Han Qiguang said, not only did not relax, but became even more nervous, his eyes also looked at him and his bodies were vaguely looking back.
Huh?
This reaction is not right!
"Where... Which Daliang Kyoto is it?"
Xie Yuchuan: "..."
Han Qiguang: Uh?
The two of them quickly looked at each other and immediately grabbed the key point. Han Qiguang's expression was a little serious and asked, "Daliang in Qi Yongliang, why? No one in your village is the people of Daliang?" After hearing this, the young mountaineering man paled:! ! !
Han Qiguang:? ? ?
"You, you...you are...people from Daliang?!"
"Yes, I don't know what's wrong here, aren't you?"
"How is that possible?!" The young mountain citizen looked disbelief.
Han Qiguang smiled angryly, "Why is it impossible? This place is not Panlongling, Yucheng? Didn't your ancestors say it before?"
The young mountain citizen trembled his lips and asked again: "Are you really living people? Am I starving to death? This light... and the clothes on your body are so strange."
Han Qiguang wanted to curse.
I have been together for a long time, why do I think they are dead?
Just as soon as he opened his mouth, his shoulders sank.
Xie Yuchuan pressed his shoulder and said in a deep voice: "You are not a Daliang."
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The young mountain man nodded fiercely.
Just as Xie Yuchuan wanted to ask, the other party suddenly fell to the ground and kowtowed again!
Xie Yuchuan, Han Qiguang and others were speechless until the other party finally calmed down, and they learned the real reason with their kindness and power. "But the Daliang Dynasty did not exist two hundred years ago!" said the young mountain citizen.
Now, a word was like thunder trembling on the ground, which shocked Xie Yuchuan, Han Qiguang and others and others couldn't speak for a long time.
I don't know how long it took.
At the bottom of the silent mountain, I heard Xie Yuchuan ask in a deep voice: "Well... what dynasty is it now, and who is in power?"
The young mountaineering people seriously recalled what the old people in the village had once discussed and said: "We are just mountaineers. We don't know who is in power at the foot of the mountain. I just heard in the village that when the ancestors hid in the mountains, several families at the foot of the mountain were fighting, and it was very chaotic. Most of the village died, and the remaining people had to flee their families to the mountains. Now, I heard that occasionally The person who came back from the exchange said that the Long Live Funeral Day is now, and the town is collecting taxes from door to door, and the people are having a lot of difficulties."
Xie Yuchuan and Han Qiguang thought they had heard this, so Han Qiguang stood up and sucked a breath of cold air, sighed: "Yuheng, this matter is a bit weird. Is there something wrong with him here or our ears?" Take a deep breath, "Or there is something wrong with this place?"
Xie Yuchuan narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Two hundred years."
Han Qiguang turned his head and looked down, confirming again, "Brother, please recall carefully. The Daliang you mentioned was indeed two hundred years ago?"
The young mountain citizen nodded fiercely, "Yeah!"
"Where were you lying before you saw the heavy fog just now?"
"In the forest."
"Do you know where this place is?"
"Do you know where this place is?"
"I don't know."
"This is underground."
The young mountain man's face changed again. He stammered twice and asked tremblingly: "Are I dead?"
Han Qiguang smiled, "No, but I guess you may have accidentally entered another place."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Xie Yuchuan say beside him, "Maybe, we accidentally entered."
Han Qiguang suddenly looked back at him: "Huh?!!!"
(The end of this chapter)