"Hello, uncle." Mo Xiaofei said very politely: "My brother and I got lost near here. I don't know if we will find this place. Our mobile phone just ran out of battery... Can you let us stay here?"

night?"

The old man looked at Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's just that his eyes were gloomy and scary, which made Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng feel vaguely uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly showed a smile and said kindly: "Come in, it's cold outside. You guys come in first."

Let’s talk after a while, I happen to be cooking too, so if you don’t mind, you can eat some too.”

"Thank you, uncle!" Mo Xiaofei quickly thanked him politely.

After the old man led the two people into the wooden house, he walked towards the kitchen and left the two people in a small hall in the house.

The structure of this wooden house is older than any old house Mo Xiaofei has ever seen, but it is very clean. It seems that someone has always lived here.

Zhui Feng rested his hands on his pillow and said, "Brother, this old man looks weird. Please be careful later... He lives in the deep mountains and forests. I don't know why this old man lives here alone."

Mo Xiaofei nodded. The old man's eyes did look a little strange at first.

It seemed lifeless, but suddenly it brightened up.

Zhui Feng yawned at this time, lay down on the table and said: "Brother, I'm a little sleepy, please call me after dinner."

Mo Xiaofei shook his head, looking at Zhui Feng falling asleep, he couldn't laugh or cry.

It's just that it was unusually quiet in the depths of the bamboo forest, and it was even more silent when the sun went down. There was only candlelight swaying in front of his eyes. As he was doing it, Mo Xiaofei also became a little tired, and he slowly closed his eyes unknowingly.

For people with superpowers like him, the best way to replenish their energy is to rest and sleep.

At this moment, a night breeze blew outside the window and instantly blew out the candlelight in the small hall.

Soon after, the wooden door outside the hall slowly opened, and the old man who had gone to the kitchen came in with some food in his hands. He did not intend to light a candle, but just used some light outside the hall to get active here.

After that, the old man slowly looked at Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng who were sleeping, then he picked up his rice bowl and started eating slowly.

While eating, he said: "I used to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, and lived a life of fine food and clothing. I didn't feel bad about it, nor did I feel tired of it, so I would occasionally have a simple meal.

The doctor said I should eat more lightly, but I think life is so short, why should I limit myself?"

Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng still haven't woken up yet.

The old man continued to talk to himself: "Haha, now I feel that being able to eat this simple meal is actually a blessing... It's a pity that my life will not be long. You said, if my life is not long, I should

what to do?"

The old man stared at Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng, and suddenly his face became gloomy, "You are still so young, and you have a lot of time in the future... Why don't you lend me some time?"

Feng shui metaphysics reverses yin and yang and changes destiny against nature. Naturally, there is also a way to extend life by borrowing life.
Chapter completed!