"There is no other way. We can only wait here for our sons and grandsons... They are all inside, where can we old immortals go? We will wait for them here!"

"I hope God has eyes and can reunite our family one day..."

"..."

The old people said what they said, but Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin just listened quietly without interrupting.

It wasn't until their emotions calmed down and their words began to decrease that they comforted and handed over the hot water.

"What do you mean, this Puppet Mountain wasn't like this before?"

Before Feng Chenglin finished speaking, the old man who received his water suddenly raised his head.

"What Golem Mountain?"

Feng Chenglin quietly pointed to the mountain above his head.

"Shit! This is called Laoshan...We who have lived here for several lifetimes have called it Laoshan. It has been called Laoshan for hundreds of years. How...how did it change to something...Puppet Mountain?"

Ling Luoyu suppressed Feng Chenglin: "Old man, who were you just now? Those people later entered Laoshan and changed it?"

"It's those beasts!! Although I don't know what they do, but since they have changed Laoshan, there must be nothing good going on... Humph!"

The old man slapped his thigh hard with one hand and gritted his teeth in hatred.

"These beasts have lost all their conscience. God will definitely punish them..."

"Yes, yes, they will be punished!" Feng Chenglin poured hot water: "Maybe we are the ones who are here to punish them..."

"You?" The old man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly grabbed Feng Chenglin's hand and knelt down with a "pop".

He knelt down without any warning, startling Feng Chenglin, and quickly helped him up.

"Old man, what are you doing? I... I just said it casually, and you just..."

"Don't lie to me... Although I don't know what you two do, old man, I have lived for such a long time, and I still understand some truth... Now that you two have come here, and asked us again There are so many things about Laoshan, so he must be interested in the people on Laoshan!"

The old man pushed Feng Chenglin's hand away and stubbornly knelt down again.

"I am an old man, and I am alone. It doesn't matter whether I live or die... The motivation for my life is to hope that one day, I can wait until my son and grandson come back, but it seems... I can't wait in this life, so... If you two are going to do justice for heaven, I am here to plead with you on behalf of everyone in our village... bring some heads back... We want to worship the souls of those who died..."

Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu with some sadness: "Third Young Master..."

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and stood up: "Since the old man said this...if we refuse, it would be too pretentious! It's just...we need all the information on Puppet Mountain! Including what is in the mountain, how big it is, where are the woods and where are the caves? , where is the water..."

"That's okay!" The old man nodded quickly: "Those of us all grew up in the mountains. We know every tree and grass in the mountains very well. We can walk in the mountains without blowing or even with our eyes closed. The last few times..."

"In that case...would you mind recommending someone to be our guide?"

Feng Chenglin glanced at Ling Luoyu suspiciously——

Is there any mistake? !

These are the old, weak, sick and disabled who will die at any time!

Take them into the mountains?

Doesn’t that mean bringing an ancestor with you?

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