Seeing that the old village head had dispelled his doubts, Xu Qing held the old village head's dry hand with a pleading look on his face: "Old village head, Feng Hong is in trouble now, only we can save him."

"But we don't know where he is. If we delay for one more minute, he will be in danger."

"You really don't know where he is?"

The old village chief shook his head: "I don't know, I really don't know."

"However, Feng Hong has a friend who may know Feng Hong's whereabouts."

Xu Qing's eyes lit up: "Old village chief, who is he?"

The old village chief's old eyes flickered: "Let me think about it, by the way, his name is Ding Da."

"Then where does he live?" Xu Qing asked quickly.

The old village chief pointed to the west: "There is a mountain village more than 300 miles away to the west. That mountain village is called Dingjia Village."

After finishing speaking, the old village chief stood up tremblingly, and then took out an old map from the drawer.

"Even if that thing called a satellite in the sky can't take a picture of Dingjia Village."

"Only with this map can you find the exact location of Dingjia Village."

"Thank you, old village chief."

Xu Qing stretched out his hands and took the map.

Glancing at the map in Xu Qing's hand, the old village chief frowned: "I almost forgot to tell you."

"Even if you are in a hurry, don't go to Ding's Village during the day."

"Wait until it's dark, can you start again?"

"Old village chief, why?"

The faces of Xu Qing and the others changed slightly.

Delaying time like this will lead to long nights and more dreams, and Feng Hong will become more and more dangerous.

The old village chief stroked his beard, and his old face showed a look of fascination.

"Dingjia Village, a thousand years ago, there was an alchemist with an unfathomable cultivation base."

"Ding Fangshi has many enemies. He was worried that the enemies would harm the people in his village, so he set up a large enchantment array around Ding's village."

"After a thousand years, most of the functions of this large array have been disabled, but there is still one function that is still effective, and that is the illusion."

"Old village chief, what are multiple illusions?"

Xu Qing was very curious.

"It's very difficult to make this illusion, but it's easy to explain."

"There are dozens of mountains around Dingjia Village. Alchemist Ding used special techniques to carve out many mountain peaks into smooth stone surfaces like mirrors."

"Under the sunlight during the day, these lights will reflect a mirage-like illusion."

"If someone accidentally enters the illusion, they will feel that they are in the endless mountains."

"Without the help of the villagers in Dingjia Village, I would never be able to get out of the illusion."

"If you want to go to Dingjia Village, you must meet two conditions."

"First, you must have a map of Dingjia Village. Second, you must walk the mountain road at night, and never walk during the day."

After listening to the old village chief, Bao'an gave a disdainful smile: "Hehe."

"Old man, this illusion may be effective for ordinary people, but the three of us are not ordinary people, so we are not afraid of this bullshit illusion."

"Time is pressing now, and we can't wait until night."

"Wait any longer, I'm afraid Feng Hong will be in danger."

"Boss, let's go to Ding's Village and find that Ding Da."

At this time, Bao'an was very anxious.

Those people were arresting Feng Hong more than ten days ago, and the possibility of Feng Hong's death is very high.

But if you live, you want to see people, if you die, you want to see corpses.

If Feng Hong dies, then avenge him!
"Humph!"

The old village head sneered: "Ignorant junior!"

"Although the old man has no cultivation, but the old man's vision is very vicious."

"I just took one look and knew that the three of you are ancient martial arts practitioners."

"If you weren't ancient martial arts practitioners, I wouldn't say such nonsense to you!"

"To tell you the truth, even if you are ancient martial arts practitioners, you will still be trapped by this illusion!"

"The wisdom and supernatural powers of the ancients are not comparable to yours!"

What the old village chief said made Bao'an stunned for a while, and he was powerless to refute.

In fact, Xu Qing also had the idea of ​​going to Dingjia Village during the day, but after hearing what the old village chief said, he immediately dismissed this idea.

"Old village chief, then we will set off at night."

"At this time, we want to visit Feng Hong's house, can you take us there?"

The old man shook his head: "I'm old, I can't go far, let my grandson take you there."

"Feng Wazi, come here!"

After a while, a child stood timidly outside the door.

He was wearing a tattered bellyband, and there was still dirty snot on his face.

"Grandpa, is something wrong?"

"Feng Wazi, take them to Feng Hong's house."

"okay."

……

Walking on the street, Feng Wazi suddenly looked at Xu Qing with admiration: "I think you look familiar, are you Master Xu?"

"Cough cough."

Xu Qing couldn't help coughing twice.

It's okay for others to call him Mr. Xu, that's respect.

It's okay for netizens to call him Master Xu, but that's actually a way of joking.

But a little kid called himself Mr. Xu, which made Xu Qing feel guilty, as if he was a gangster.

Xu Qing quickly waved his hand: "Don't call me that, just call me Brother Xu Qing."

After finishing speaking, Xu Qing was a little curious: "Little brother, how do you know me?"

There is no electricity in this Fengjia Village, and the villagers don't understand the outside affairs, so naturally they don't know that they are superstars.

But Feng Wazi knew about him, which surprised Xu Qing.

Feng Wazi's eyes revealed a look of longing.

"Our teacher likes you very much. She claims to be your die-hard fan."

"After studying, she will show us your movie."

"Your grave-digging movie is very good to watch, but it's also very scary. It scared us so much that we didn't dare go home at night, so the teacher sent us home with a flashlight."

"So this is ah."

Xu Qing became a little interested: "Where are you teachers, do you also live in the village?"

Feng Wazi's eyes dimmed, he lowered his head, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito: "During the Chinese New Year, her boyfriend came."

"Her boyfriend hates us so much that he won't let her stay here to teach."

"Then, the teacher was forcibly taken away by him."

"Now that the teacher is gone, we can't go to school anymore."

After listening, Xu Qing felt sad.

Mountain villages like Fengjia Village are too poor and backward.

After he goes back, he must make investments to make a mountain village like Fengjia Village rich, and everyone in the village has books.

But in this day and age, reading seems to be useless.

Just wait, as long as the conditions are right, Xu Qing intends to let them learn martial arts.

Outstanding children can practice ancient martial arts again.

"Brother Xu Qing, this is Brother Feng Hong's home."

After walking for a while, Feng Wazi pointed to a dilapidated yard.

"Let's go in and see."

Xu Qing pushed open the courtyard door and came into the courtyard.

There are only two dilapidated adobe houses in the yard, one of which has collapsed.

Another adobe house didn't even have a door.

Feng Hong lived in such a place, which made Xu Qing very sad.

Xu Qing walked into the house, and there was a stale smell in the house, and there were cobwebs everywhere.

The furniture in the house is very simple, only a bed, a table, and two small wooden stools.

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