Hearing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help but put on a bitter look on his face, and begged: "Old man, I have been out for so long, and I haven't eaten anything yet, please give me some water and food, so that I can fill my stomach, so I can Only have the strength to get out.”

   Hearing Leng Xuan's words, the old man hesitated for a while, then moved away and put Leng Xuan in. As soon as Leng Xuan walked into the thatched hut, he quickly glanced around. He found that the house was very simple, with a hardwood bed, a stove, and a lot of dried game hanging on the hut, and there was a faint smell, but it was not unpleasant. At this moment, in the burning stove, the fire is booming, and there is a large pot on it. It seems that some kind of broth is being stewed in it, and the aroma is overflowing.

  The old man pointed to a low wooden stool with a cold attitude, and asked Leng Xuan to sit there. Then he walked to the edge of a large wooden barrel, scooped a glass of water from it with a wooden cup, and handed it to Leng Xuan. Leng Xuan took the wooden cup, pretended to be very thirsty, and drank the water in the cup with a big gulp. At the same time, he did not forget to thank him.

   As if he had never heard of his gratitude, the old man put a bowl of broth on his own, put a white flour bun on it, and brought it to Leng Xuan. After that, he packed a bowl himself and started eating without saying a word. However, Leng Xuan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Old man, why do you live in such a place?"

   Hearing this, the old man raised his head and glanced at Leng Xuan again, and then continued to lower his head to eat, not ready to answer his question at all.

  Leng Xuan had no choice but to ask another question: "How long have you lived here?"

This time, the old man did not remain silent, but said in a dissatisfied tone: "Why are you asking so much, eat quickly, and leave after eating, there will be wild beasts here at night, I will not leave you here for the night. ."

  Leng Xuan smiled bitterly to himself, this old man is really difficult to deal with. According to his guess, the old man should not be an ordinary person, but he has checked the old man, and he did not find any traces of infuriating fluctuations in him, which is no different from a mortal. However, Leng Xuan did not underestimate the old man because of this. He knew in his heart that some cultivators had special methods to hide their aura. If it's just an ordinary person, why does he live here?

   At this moment, Leng Xuan's eyes suddenly swept to see a double-barreled shotgun behind the wooden door. Thinking of the dried game hanging in the hut, could it be that this old man is really just a hunter? Are you overly concerned? Seeing Leng Xuan's absent-minded look, the old man couldn't help urging: "What are you thinking? Hurry up and eat, I'll go out later."

   After a while, the contents of Leng Xuan's bowl were not finished yet, but the old man had already urged him to leave impatiently. Leng Xuan didn't understand, seeing the anxious look on the old man's face, as if there was something urgent. The more he did, the more curious he became, and the less he wanted to leave like this.

   Seeing that Leng Xuan was still unwilling to leave, the old man became anxious and said angrily, "I told you to leave, did you hear me?" As he said, he stretched out his hand to push Leng Xuan, trying to drive him out of the thatched hut.

   Just as the old man pushed Leng Xuan to the door, he suddenly heard a deafening roar in the distance.