Chapter 187: Fanwai Bali Flower Village [Murong Tianchen]

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In a central area surrounded by dangerous canyons, there is a small village. This is the only surviving village in the fishing village east of the Holy Land, Liuhua Village.
In addition to the people in this village, there are some people from other villages who are united together. This is the only hope.
Almost all the survivors want to reach, the only place to be safe.
Because the canyon is surrounded by it, a natural barrier is formed, and it is difficult for people outside to enter, and the only way out is a secret tunnel.
For this reason, this place has become the only life-saving straw for the people of Yuxiang.
Just then, an old woman appeared in Liuhua Village with a little girl with dirt on her face.
Behind the two were also a girl in white rags, and the presence of the three undoubtedly did not make the people in Liuhua Village nervous.
The villagers gathered at the entrance of the village, holding gimmicks, sickles and the like that could be used as weapons, and each stared nervously at the three unexpected guests.
"What are you guys doing here?"
"Yeah! We don't welcome outsiders to come here, hurry up and leave!"
Dissatisfaction among the villagers is high. Even if these three people may be the survivors of the three villages in the fishing village, they are not willing to use their lives to make bets, because no one likes to repeat such a nightmare.
The little girl's grandmother was clearly prepared. Facing the villagers' blame, she didn't panic. She searched in the crowd for a while, suddenly her eyes brightened, and shouted at a young man in the distance: "Yuan Ann, aunt is here! "
This dark blue robe is called Yuanan. Compared with other villagers, he wears a scholarly taste. He is pure and slender.
Suddenly named, the young man was obviously a little hesitant. He calmed down, seemed to recognize the old woman, and a surprise appeared on his face. He hurried to the old woman and excitedly held the old man's mottled hands. Tears were in his eyes, and his voice was a little choked: "Aunt ... you are still alive ... really, really good ..."
When the villagers saw this scene, they did not seem to have the original grandeur. They all put down these tools for farming. The village chief stood out with a kind smile on his face: "Yuan'an, they are your relatives. That way we can rest assured. "
"Well, rest assured, my aunt must be trustworthy." Yuan An laughed.
The woman in white behind them flickered slightly, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. Xu Yuanan was the only teacher in Liuhua Village.
"But ..." The village chief spoke sharply and looked at her with a smile. "Is this girl in white afraid not to be a relative of your aunt?"
The little girl was anxious, defending the woman in white, and said, "This sister is a good person."
The old woman's eyes lifted slightly, Yu Guang glanced at the calm woman, thought for a while, and then gave her a crouch with a crutch, and said coldly, "She is my dry girl, what are you going to do together?" A bully of me is not a good girl and a big girl? You all have young men and strong men, are you afraid of a girl? "
The words of the old man let these people feel complacent, and the village chief's face was a little embarrassed. He smiled and said, "Ma'am, you calm down, the villagers are also scared. You are also here, you understand."
"Hmm! Just Yuan'an, let's go to your house." As soon as the three men left, the villagers dispersed.
In Xu Yuanan's home, four people sat at the Quartet table, and the old woman was silent.
The woman in white poured a cup of tea for the old woman and smiled lightly: "I am happy to get your trust."
She knew in her heart that the old man had a knife-shaped tofu heart. Even though she was still opposed to bringing her to Liuhua Village along the way, she still acquiesced, allowing her to follow behind them, one young and one young.
This time she helped her out in public, which reflected the soft side of the old man's heart.