Merchant of the Underworld

The place where Lao Luotou lived was in the alley of the village, and he passed many stone houses along the way.

Sure enough, as the fat driver said, all the people living in this immortal village are old people. Not only are there no young people, there are not even any children! Rather than saying it is a village for the elderly, it is better to rename it a village for the elderly.

Along the way, I saw a few old ladies sitting on the roadside chatting. They were all surprised when they saw us, a group of strangers, and some even followed our footsteps. That look seemed to make me look like a bad guy and wanted to keep an eye on our every move.

Leng Rushuang and the man in sunglasses did not walk very fast. They looked around as they walked, seeming to be looking for something.

I found that she was holding a golden compass in her hand. It looked like it was an old thing. At this moment, the compass pointer is rotating rapidly, as if it is trying to determine the direction.

I was slightly stunned and couldn't help but take a second look.

Leng Rushuang happened to turn her head and meet my eyes. I felt suddenly discovered and hurriedly avoided her eyes. But I immediately realized that I had done nothing wrong, not to mention that the other party was still a little girl with yellow hair. Why should I hide?

Thinking of this, I raised my neck and looked at Leng Rushuang arrogantly, and found that she had put away her compass and caught up with the old man who was leading the way.

I am even more suspicious of her identity!

If Adu and the others were college students who got lost here, then Leng Rushuang must have come to Bulao Village to look for something. The man in sunglasses was very skilled, but he followed Leng Rushuang around the clock like a bodyguard, obeying her orders. I didn't even hear him say a word along the way. Could it be that this guy is mute?

What is the purpose of these two people coming to Fu Lao Village?

Before we had time to think about it, the old man leading the way had already led us to Lao Luotou’s house.

Along the way, we have already found out the name of the old man who led the way. The old man is called Uncle Chen, and he is the village secretary of Bulao Village. When Lao Luo first saw that it was the guest he had brought, he pulled off the injured student's pants to check the wound without saying a word.

Although the picture is a bit dirty, the other person is an old man with a kind face and definitely has no special hobbies.

Lao Luotou rubbed and pressed the injured student's leg. The pain made him grin and howl: "No, don't... don't touch there!"

Yes, it looks even more dirty with these words!

After a brief inspection, Lao Luotou said: "This young man's leg is broken. I have to reattach it and fix it with a board. He can't walk on the ground for a while. Otherwise, if the bones are misplaced, he will be a cripple for the rest of his life." .”

When I mentioned the cripple, I immediately thought of the thin woman in the hotel. Could it be that she also broke her leg in search of the Village of Eternity?

Adu nodded repeatedly: "Okay, we understand, thank you."

Old Luotou waved his hand politely: "No need!" After saying that, he took out a wooden medicine box from the room, opened it, selected a few herbs, chewed them with his mouth and put them aside, and found two thin and long wooden boards. , and then carefully corrected the injured student's leg.

The student was a little resistant at first, but it gradually turned into enjoyment. The moment he relaxed, Lao Luotou exerted force with his hands, and heard a click, and the broken leg bone immediately returned to its original position.

The injured student let out a heart-rending scream that almost echoed through the entire Immortal Village.

Lao Luotou helped him reattach the bone, applied the herbs to the affected area neatly with his hands and feet, and fixed it with a wooden board to bandage it. A set of movements was so smooth that even Huang Taoist couldn't help but applaud.

Old Luo Tou and Uncle Chen were obviously a little surprised after seeing Huang Daoist's dress, and there was a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

However, Taoist Huang seemed not to notice anything and said with his hands in hand: "Old man, your method is so professional. If you go to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital in a big city to see an outpatient, you will definitely make money."

Lao Luotou sneered and did not answer.

Uncle Niu saw that Lao Luotou had already started packing the medicine box, and hurriedly put the calf down from his back and begged: "Old man, please help my son see a doctor!"

Old Luo Tou turned his gaze to Uncle Chen, as if asking for his opinion.

Chen Bodao: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, not to mention they came all the way here, so just help take a look!"

Old Luo Tou then took Maverick's pulse and said after a long time: "This child is deficient in energy and blood. It is a natural problem. It seems that he will not die soon."

Uncle Niu turned pale with fright: "Huh?"

Lao Luotou hurriedly added: "But you don't have to worry, my family has an ancestral prescription that specializes in treating this disease, but it will take some days to recover..."

After learning that his son had been saved, Uncle Niu was so excited that tears fell down his nose and he almost kowtowed.

Many villagers have gathered outside Lao Luotou's yard to watch us, a group of outsiders. Looking around, they are all elderly people with gray hair.

Some people were even whispering: "Ten people, exactly ten people! Not one is too much, not one is too little."

"It must be God's will!"

"Very good!"

After listening to their words, I carefully counted the number of people. Counting Uncle Niu, Xiao Niu, me, and I, ten people arrived at Fu Lao Village.

Uncle Chen heard their murmurings and shouted unhappily: "What are you arguing about? We are treating a disease, so hurry up and leave!"

The people in the village seemed to respect Uncle Chen very much. After hearing his words, they immediately ran away, as if they were afraid of offending him and not having a good life.

When Uncle Chen saw the crowd dispersed, he nodded with satisfaction and told Old Luo Tou: "Both the young man and the baby need to be nursed back to health, so let's put them in your home first!"

Lao Luo nodded: "No problem."

Uncle Niu will definitely stay to take care of his son, and Adu has also arranged for a student to stay. Uncle Chen said to us: "It's getting late now, and the mountain road is not easy to walk. You will stay in the village tonight. Even if you want to leave, you will have to wait until dawn tomorrow."

This is the only way at present, and we naturally have no objection.

Uncle Chen divided the number of people on the spot. Huang Taoist, Adu, and Miaomiao moved into Sister-in-law Mao's house across from Lao Luo. Sister-in-law Mao was estimated to be eighty years old. Her hair was very sparse, revealing a terrifying baldness. The two eyes were white and looked very scary.

Meow clearly didn't want to live in her home, but Addu didn't care. Miaomiao had no choice but to reluctantly step into Sister-in-law Mao's house, holding Adu's arm.

The two of them were also funny. They were arguing about breaking up before, but they reconciled after a while.

Leng Rushuang, the man in sunglasses, and I were placed in a nearby family named Jiang. An elderly couple lived in this house. They looked very fierce and exuded a bit of evil spirit.

The old couple had no good impressions of the three foreigners like us, and they reluctantly took us in only because of Uncle Chen's instructions.

That night, the old couple prepared some dinner for us, which were very simple country dishes. Although it is all green vegetables and tofu, it is extremely delicious. The only shortcoming is that there is no meat.

After dinner and a simple wash, we were ready to rest. The old couple’s house only had two vacant rooms, so Leng Rushuang naturally wanted to occupy one room by herself. I could only share one room with the man in sunglasses.

The man in sunglasses was over 1.9 meters tall, and the small bed couldn't accommodate him at all. He was self-aware and simply made a bed on the floor with the quilt in his arms.

This guy is strange. No matter how I talk to him, he seems not to hear me, or even respond at all. Not only did he not make a sound, he didn't even snore. It felt like sleeping with a corpse, which made me very unhappy.

No matter what kind of legends are hidden in Fu Lao Village, I feel that this trip is a bit deceptive. Fortunately, Xiao Niu's illness has been cured. This is the only good news...

I planned to leave the next day, but something happened in the village at dawn!