Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

Feng Ranhua's eyes darkened slightly: "There is something strange about this village. We should not stay here for long."

Before the little book responds.

There was a laugh, "Pretty girl, who are you talking to?"

call out!

An old man jumped down from a tree. His hair and beard were white, and he was wearing a plain robe with a round collar and slanting lapels. It looked like a Taoist robe, but not quite.

Feng Ranhua glanced meaningfully at the white-haired old man, but she didn't even notice someone approaching.

The old man came closer with a grin on his face, and suddenly noticed the two babies in Feng Ranhua's arms, as if he had discovered a new world:

"Hey, are you the black-faced girl who came to the village at noon? The baby you just gave birth to? Where did you give birth to the baby? I remember that when you came to the village, there was only one person.

Hey, you seem to be pregnant."

The old man tilted his head and talked to himself.

Feng Ranhua suddenly felt cold. He had just arrived in the village and found her. Seeing his confusion, he thought that she probably didn't see how she entered the secret realm.

Suddenly, Feng Ranhua's right hand was strangled by the gray-haired old man. She took a deep breath and said sternly, "Let go!"

"Sure enough, she just gave birth to a baby." The gray-haired old man took her pulse and said calmly, with a smile in his eyes, "The pulse is strong and powerful, without a trace of weakness of a woman who has just given birth. There is something strange."

Feng Ranhua's eyes twitched, and he pulled his hand back with force, sneering: "Then there's no need to bother, old sir."

The gray-haired old man didn't care at all about Feng Ranhua's sarcasm towards him, and smiled as if in the spring breeze:

"There was a crazy guy looking for you before, right? Yes, he even recruited a bunch of people to guard you from front and back."

Feng Ranhua did not answer him. Jibao and Lingbao in her arms were sleeping soundly. She found a good chair, dusted it off, and sat down to rest.

"Beg me, I will take you to escape." The white-haired old man jumped in front of Feng Ranhua, shaking his big white head and said with a smile.

"No need." Feng Ran said expressionlessly. This old man has profound skills. Since he can't beat him, he can just ignore him.

Then she closed her eyes and took a nap.

The gray-haired old man praised: "What a pretty little baby, with white skin and a pouty mouth, just as pretty as you, the pretty girl. You are really fertile, you can give birth to a whole litter of babies in your lifetime."

Feng Ranhua couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. Damn it, whoever gave birth to a litter of them would treat her like a pig!

Seeing that the pretty girl ignored him, the white-haired old man moved a chair and sat next to Feng Ranhua, imitating Feng Ranhua and pretending to take a nap.

But from time to time, he would open his bright and lively eyes and secretly look at her.

Wind-dyed painting: …………

"Old man, what do you want?" Finally, when the gray-haired old man looked at her for the tenth time, Feng Ranhua frowned and said.

Hehe, the gray-haired old man showed a shrewd smile, "I have nothing to do, and I was planning to spend the night in this empty house, but you, pretty girl, broke in. We are destined to be together, so let's be companions."

After many exchanges, Feng Ranhua understood that the old man had no ill intentions at the moment and was just having fun.

If that were true, given his profound skills in concealing his aura, I would not be his match.

"I won't stay to keep the old man company today. I will leave tonight." Feng Ranhua looked at Ji'er and Ling'er in her arms worriedly, fearing that after they woke up, their crying would attract soldiers to surround them.

The gray-haired old man rolled his eyes and said, "I just happened to have nothing to do, so I'm going with the pretty girl."

Feng Ranhua tilted her head to look at the white-haired old man with a red face and asked suspiciously, "Don't you think there is something wrong with this village?"

"Oh, there was a problem a few years ago. This village has been empty for more than four years. I heard that the villagers were captured by monsters and the village was empty overnight." said the white-haired old man.

"Do you believe it?" Feng Ranhua frowned, it was so weird.

The gray-haired old man said nonchalantly, "Of course it's not a real demon. Humans are more evil than demons."

"Why is the old man here?" Feng Ranhua asked.

"I was picking herbs. I happened to see that this village was very quiet and had all the necessary supplies. That's why I decided to take a rest here." The white-haired old man answered every question.

No wonder he could take the pulse. Feng Ranhua believed it a little. He just smelled a slight scent of medicine.

The gray-haired old man Feng Ranhua's expression relaxed a little, and he wanted to reach out and touch the cute baby.

"If he wakes up and attracts someone, will you be responsible?"

Feng Ranhua glanced at him and said nonchalantly.

Fortunately, the two babies were well-behaved in the first half of the night. They hummed and fell asleep after feeding.

Premature babies grow in their sleep.

Night falls, the night is silent, without stars or moon.

In the center of the village, two figures walked towards the village entrance, waiting to get close to the crowd.

Old Gong hissed, "There are only five of you. Wait a minute, I will show you my skills."

Old Gong leaped up, stepped onto the roof, ran to the treetops, and while the five people were not paying attention, he dropped a bag of medicine powder.

brush!

brush!

Five bodies fell straight down without any breath.

Feng Ranhua's eyes lit up, "Good medicine, a first-class medicine that can be used to rob people of their homes."

It’s just… there was no danger, so was there any need for her to hide in the dark and hunch over?

"Beautiful girl, let's go!" Old Gong stood on the wall, waving his arms and calling softly.

Feng Ranhua carefully held the basket in which two babies were sleeping soundly, and walked up to Mr. Gong.

Old Gong winked and said, "Let's sneakily lead the horses three miles away first, so as not to wake up the people guarding the end of the village."

Wind-dyed painting: ...

With your skills, can the five or six people in the village be your match?

The firelight revealed the mockery and doubt in Feng Ran's eyes.

Old Gong looked up at the sky and said mysteriously, "I am doing this for your own good. What if those bastards wake up your two babies?"

Feng Ranhua asked silently: "Really not for fun?"

Mr. Gong: ...My disguise as a gamer was seen through by this girl.

In the starry night sky.

A gray-haired old man was walking in front in the dark, leading two horses.

A beautiful woman in a men's cloak, carrying a half-enclosed basket covered with a layer of gauze, followed slowly behind.

As weird as you want.

Even Feng Ranhua herself couldn't help but wonder if she met anyone on the road, she would be scared to death immediately.

The white-haired old man probably often walked at night. He led Feng Ranhua to a dilapidated temple. He familiarly found an oil lamp from the tattered wall behind the shrine.

The lights were dim, illuminating a space of no more than seven or eight square meters.

Old Gong took down a door panel from the back room and cleaned it up. "Pretty girl, leave your two kids here. I'll go get some firewood and a chicken to feed you."

"You, child, gave birth to a baby alone in the wilderness, and there was no one to take care of you."

Feng Ranhua narrowed her eyes slightly. He really is a kind-hearted person, or does he have other intentions?

"Thank you, Mr. Gong."

Extremely sincere.

Old Gong chuckled, and before leaving, he found some small firewood nearby, started a fire, and repeatedly reminded people not to run around.