Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 590 I Have an Extra Group of Floating Brothers 28
Uncle Qian's uncle was the old man Xin He saw when he entered the village.

He was sitting under a tree at the back of the village enjoying the cool air, fanning with a cattail fan in his hand, talking to the old man beside him with a smile.

When he saw Uncle Qian coming, he was taken aback, a little surprised: "Little Qianzi, why are you here?"

"Uncle, isn't this the last time you called to say that you were not in good health, so I came back to see you."

There were still people around, so Uncle Qian didn't want to say much. He walked aside and took out the fruits and food that he had prepared early in the morning from the broken water tank at the bottom of the manhole cover.

Seeing this, the other old people also found reasons to go out for a walk.

Xin He found that the black air on Uncle's body was not as much as when he saw him before.

Although there is still a lot of black energy left on his body, it can be seen that he is a person with excellent luck, and his body is still healthy, but there are some minor problems.

Uncle also saw big scenes when he was young. When he saw Xin He and Si Yin behind Uncle Qian, he knew that Uncle Qian was looking for him.

Especially when I saw Si Yin, I felt a little strange, after all, who still wears ancient costumes in such a hot day these days?

Fortunately, the village is not considered closed, there are still TVs, and my uncle immediately thought of the actors in the TV series.

I didn't think much about it.

Si Yin had restrained his breath a long time ago, and at this moment, everything looked normal except for his temperament and the out-of-fit clothes.

The uncle said with a smile: "Then go and sit at home."

Uncle's house is behind the tree, the innermost part of the village, and the closest to the foot of the mountain.

The houses in the countryside are very large, and every household has its own yard.

Uncle asked Xin He and Si Yin to sit down in the yard, and then asked Uncle Qian to go in and pour tea.

"I don't know what's the matter with the two nobles coming to see me, an old man?"

Xin He didn't intend to turn a corner, and said directly: "To be honest, Uncle Qian said that you have been stained with dirty things recently, so let me take a look. I just checked, and your house is indeed not clean."

Elderly people are usually very taboo about this kind of thing, and when Xin He said it so directly, Uncle wasn't angry either.

He still had a smile on his face, but he put down the cattail fan that he had been fanning all along.

Uncle was about to speak, but Uncle Qian came out with a teacup and teapot.

Uncle Qian had heard the conversation between Xin He and his uncle just now, so he hurried out with tea.

He said to Xin He: "Master, look, I said, my uncle must have provoked some dirty things, can you remove it?"

Uncle glanced at Uncle Qian, then at Xin He and Si Yin, he frowned, and his already wrinkled old face looked even more wrinkled.

Hearing Uncle Qian's words, Xinhe hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "It is possible, but it can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause."

Although Xin He doesn't know how to read Feng Shui, she still has the basic feeling.

When she first went up the mountain, Shuangmao showed her both the close-up and long-range pictures of the mountain.

The geographical position of this mountain is very good, the mountains and rivers are interdependent, and the vegetation in the mountain is also very particular. The growth positions of various vegetation are intertwined, forming a natural treasure array.

And there is a faint trace of dragon veins, the sun and the moon depend on each other, and the spirits and monsters in the mountains can grow spiritual wisdom after a long time.

It used to be a nice place.

It's just that the vitality on the mountain is bleak now, and the breath of the dragon vein has disappeared.

(End of this chapter)