Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

The old woman's bamboo building was in the center of the stockade not far from the cold rut. In an anxious mood, cold rut almost ran all the way to the vicinity of the bamboo building.

After stopping, Hanzhe didn't rush over, but stood downstairs and watched carefully.

This Miao Village is located in the open space in the center of Miaoling in a circular form of land. The entire village is built in a circle, and the old woman’s bamboo building is in the center of the village. There are open spaces nearby, and nothing else is connected. building.

And this bamboo building is also different from other two-story buildings, only a simple one. There is neither a balcony nor a loft, and the entrance is when you walk past it.

Seeing this, Hanzhe felt right, so he cheered up and walked over.

As soon as I entered the door of the bamboo building, I felt a strange smell in the air immediately. It smelled like a strong herbal flavor, mixed with some alcoholic flavors of inferior liquor.

And the smell of medicine seems to make the nasal cavity a little numb. It seems that it is indeed Chinese herbal medicine.

Smelling this smell, Hanzhe frowned deeply. It is said that Miao people are proficient in herbal medicine and curing diseases, and women like to drink very much.

Originally, she didn't feel this way when she was in the Heimiao Village, but now she discovered that this refers to the Shengmiao Village that has not been Sinicized.

Suffocating the pungent smell of alcohol, after the cold rut walked in, he didn't rush to speak. Because the light in the bamboo building was a bit dim, he hadn't adjusted to it for a while.

At this moment, an old cough suddenly sounded on the left side of the rut.

"Ahem! Han family, don't you take a good rest, why do you come to me?"

Suddenly hearing this voice, his pupils suddenly shrank. Because he had recognized that this was the voice of the old woman, and the voice was very clear, the old woman might be right in front of him.

Hanzhe resisted the doubts in his heart, waited for a few seconds, and after his gaze adjusted slightly to the light in the room, he immediately followed the voice and looked to the left.

I saw that the old woman was indeed sitting on his left side last night, and there was a medicine mill on the table. She was obviously making herbs. And the smell of inferior liquor radiated from the bowl beside the old woman.

Inside, it is obviously the white wine brewed by the Tujia.

Seeing this scene, Hanzhe felt a little relieved. So he adjusted his tone slightly and said, "Old woman, let me ask, the companion who came with me, did you see her today?"

As he spoke, he stared at the old woman immediately, wanting to see some clues from her face. At this time, the old woman glanced at the cold rut, as if she could see something, and said directly: "Oh, you don't need to worry. The two female servants lived together last night. I guess they went outside the stockade." Don’t worry, you will naturally come back when you eat."

While talking, the old woman turned her head to look at the rut. To be honest, her eyes are very weird. Although Hanzhe can't tell the specific abnormality, her eyes feel like Hanzhe, which is very mysterious.

Realizing this, Hanzhe looked at the audience silently. It is strange that the audience in the live broadcast room did not notice anything wrong.

But the audience didn't feel it, but they still couldn't feel at ease. Others don't know, but he knows that after several tomb robberies, his senses and keen perception have far surpassed ordinary people.

This old woman is absolutely abnormal, but for the time being, she still can't see what's wrong.

At this moment, the old woman seemed to have noticed the cold heart activity, and suddenly coughed twice and said: "You don't need to worry too much, we are just a stockade here, and you can't eat it."

"Tell you baby, since you live here, don't worry. It doesn't matter if you live here for a few days..."

The old woman's words were obviously different from before, and she clearly remembered that she was very unwilling to stay by herself last night. After thinking about it carefully, Hanzhe felt that this place was more and more weird, so coupled with the previous guess, he secretly decided to leave here tomorrow morning when Lin Jia came back.

Therefore, Han Che said directly: "No, we will leave tomorrow morning. I won't cause you any more trouble..."

Hearing the cold rut, the expression on the old woman's face was still very weird, and at the same time she sighed and said, "That's fine, I'll have someone prepare some dry food for you tomorrow morning. Leave in the morning."

Hearing that the old woman was willing to let go, most of the worries in Hanzhe's heart went directly. Afterwards, he began to look at the layout of this bamboo building secretly.

I saw that the room was very empty, except for some herbs, just a few jars of local wine. The only thing worth noting is that under the corner of the wall right in front of the cold rut, there seems to be an offering table.

There are some melon and fruit incense burners on the altar, and there seems to be a tablet at the top.

"This is...?"

Seeing this kind of tablet again, the curiosity that had been suppressed by the cold rut was mobilized again. He had always been surprised before, no matter how every household here enshrines the same tablet.

Hanzhe carefully walked forward two steps, and after leaning over, he saw the lettering on it, which was basically the same kind as he had seen before.

"Old lady, I have always wanted to ask who is enshrined on this tablet? I have seen it before. It seems that every house here has..."

Thinking of the doubts, Hanzhe simply asked. At the same time, walking forward, staring at the lettering on the tablet in front of him. And just as he approached, he suddenly stretched out a hand from his oblique side, and took the tablet on the altar table.

Suddenly, Hanzhe was startled, and quickly turned his head to look. Only then did he discover that the old woman had come behind him for unknown time. At this moment, she was holding the wooden sign in her hand, her face was very sacred, and she was wiping the dust on the sign with her sleeve.

The old woman obviously didn’t want to let the cold stone move this tablet. After wiping it, she gave the cold stone a fierce look, and then sternly said: “This is the tablet of our ancestors. Who made you move? You Han family, you can Let others move your ancestor's spiritual position like this?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Hanzhe's pupils shrank instantly. At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room also exploded.

"Fuck! The anchor is too irritating, isn't it? Still TM ancestor ranking? Fuck you!"

"Yes! Why are you so irritating?"

"Wait? Don't be mad at first, haven't you noticed when this old lady came here?"

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