Chen Xian is not a person who is good at chatting and sociable, so he often feels too silent, but as far as the current situation is concerned... even those who are good at communicating will inevitably fall into silence, because The atmosphere was so awkward that even Lu Yisheng didn't know how to start a conversation.

The old man was not very wary of Chen Xian and them, at least it seemed so, so after the child opened the door, he led everyone into the house.

The area of ​​the mud-tile house is not large, and the layout of the living room is very simple. Everywhere is dusty. Fortunately, there are many small hand-made benches in the house. Chen Xian and the others don’t have to stand awkwardly. , Just like the village committee meeting in a farmer’s house, people move a small bench and sit in a ball.

The old man and the child sat on the side of the back room. They hadn't spoken from beginning to end. The former just smoked and lowered his head to wipe the firewood used to chop up the mountain, while the latter sat on the bench with a smile and stared at Chen Xian and the others. Look.

The host didn’t speak, and Chen Xian, who were guests, didn’t know what to say. Although Lu Yisheng also wanted to open the conversation a few times in the middle, he was helpless...every time he spoke. The awkward atmosphere was blocked, especially when the ugly little boy stared at him, as long as the eyes of both sides met, he would be terrified.

What Chen Xian wants to do most now, the answer is very simple.

He wants to go back.

Take everyone back to the real Meishan, and then solve the troubles of Meishan and return to Ningchuan to enjoy the good fortune.

But it's not easy to go back. At this stage, I don't even find the clue... I want to ask this strange-faced old man, but I am afraid that it is risky to say it, or else I will be regarded as a fool by others.

Tell him we came here?

Chen Xian muttered to himself, feeling that this kind of statement is not very reliable, at least from the feeling, this old man should not believe it.

"You really come from outside the mountain?" The old man wiped the hatchet in his hand, with a burning cigarette in his mouth, and said without looking back, "I don't think you are from outside the mountain... Those who Bai Wu only recognizes us in Meishan Village... it is impossible for outsiders to come out of there..."

"What happens if outsiders encounter those white mists?" Chen Xian asked curiously, and he was relieved, finally breaking the awkward atmosphere of silence.

"Will be punished by the gods." The old man smiled mysteriously.

"Punish..." Xu Yanan said suddenly, frowning and asked, "Will you die?"

The old man raised his head for a moment, nodded and shook his head.

"Death does not exist for the gods, and those who are punished by the gods will also break away from the boundaries of death, and they will merge with this mountain." The old man's smile was very bright, as if he was saying a very beautiful thing. , But there is not the slightest longing for this kind of beauty in his eyes, "Return to the embrace of the gods, and the gods will give them grace..."

Although what the old man said is a bit unclear, but from what he mentioned to be one with this mountain...however it is not a good word.

When everyone secretly figured out the meaning of the old man's previous words, the old man's next words surprised them, because they never thought that the old man would mention this...

"I saw you falling from the sky." The old man said, shaking the ashes. "At first, I wanted to go and take a look, but there is life in my hands. You are a little far away from me... Go and take a look, I didn't expect you to come here by yourself."

The corners of Chen Xian's eyes twitched faintly, the expression on his face did not change much, but a stormy sea was set off in his heart, because he had never thought beforehand that his party had fallen from the sky. It seemed that this meant a journey through. ?

"We fell from the sky?" Lu Yisheng couldn't help but asked, his eyes widening. "How high did it fall from the sky?"

"I didn't see it clearly." The old man shook his head, his tone of speech was very sincere, not as if he was flickering them, "You were falling down when I saw it. You were at least a hundred feet away from the ground. At the time, I thought Are you dazzled by your own eyes? Otherwise, why would there be no sound when so many people fell on the ground."

Hundreds of feet.

Hearing this rough data, Chen Xian looked at each other for a while, only feeling that they were dreaming.

Let's just say that the old man is too far apart to know the distance, even if a hundred lizhang is cut into fifty yong...that is about one hundred and fifty meters above the ground!

Falling to the ground from this height, let alone Lu Yisheng and others with poor physical fitness, he couldn't stand it even if Chen Xian smashed it down. It was impossible to look unscathed after waking up.

Could it be the black light parasite that saved us?

With this kind of doubt, Chen Xian asked the old man, were we scattered or gathered together when we fell to the ground? Do you see anything other than us?

"It's gathered together, but it's a bit scattered... Except for you people, I don't see anything else." The old man smiled, and squeezed out the cheap cigarettes in his hand, leaving a trace of it. Some choking smoke, "Aren't you gods from the sky?"

Chen Xian spread his hands, the expression on his face was helpless.

"Do you think we look like gods like this?"

"That's true." The old man laughed loudly, perhaps because his smile was from his sincerity. His somewhat weird and distorted face looked a lot more pleasing to the eye at this moment, and his five senses became more coordinated." There are no gods planted head-on!"

Hearing that, everyone couldn't help touching their faces.

Fortunately, it's okay, if something happens... even if you don't die, you will have to break the picture!

"Old man, we don't hide it from you." Chen Xian said this, feeling a little anxious, thinking that there is still a mess on Meishan waiting to be dealt with by himself, and the headache was terrible, "We are from another world. Do you know parallel space and parallel universe?"

"What is it?" The old man was instantly confused, and didn't understand Chen Xian's meaning.

"It's the world outside this world. You can think of it as a fairyland. We are just ordinary people there." Lu Yisheng blew silently. For the elderly, his rhetoric is easier to understand.

Of course, ordinary people will certainly not believe it unless they hear it, unless they are witnesses who have witnessed everyone falling from the sky.

"That's it..." The old man looked at everyone in the room in surprise, and asked tentatively, "What are you doing here in Meishan?"

"It fell off accidentally." Lu Yisheng continued to help Chen Xian replied, "We want to go back, but we can't find a way to go back now."

"Want to go back?" The old man only noticed this, and his tone of speech became excited, as if he wanted them to leave immediately, "If you can't find a way, you can ask the **** of Meishan."

"Ask it?" Lu Yisheng was taken aback, turned his face to look at Chen Xian, "Boss, are we going to ask?"

"You can try." Chen Xian nodded and said, although in his heart he didn't want to interact with the so-called god, but for now, this was the only way.

Everyone will not travel to this place for no reason. Since the place where they are based is also "Meishan", there is likely to be a certain connection between the two, but this connection is too deep to find.

"Old man, what does that **** look like?" Lu Yisheng asked curiously, "Have you seen it?"

"I haven't seen it." The old man shook his head.

When he heard him say this, everyone couldn't help but stunned for a moment. They said to see what you said before vowing that there is a **** in this mountain, but you haven't even seen it? ?

"Don't look at me like that." The old man smiled, as if he had noticed something from everyone's eyes, he explained, "In fact, we all can't see God, but we can all communicate with him... if you want to Find it, I can take you there."

"Then trouble the old man."

After Chen Xian said, he was about to get up with the old man, but at this moment, he accidentally scratched his finger on the edge of the wooden bench. A wooden thorn cut a wound on the belly of his index finger that was not the size of a grain of rice.

He glanced at the wound calmly, without paying attention, put his hands in his pockets and waited for the wound to heal itself. After all, he had suffered any serious injury. This kind of small injury from bumps is completely worthless. Mention, within a few seconds, it will be able to automatically heal and recover as before.

But after half a minute, as the old man walked out of the mud-tiled house, he suddenly realized something and hurriedly pulled out the right hand in his pocket.

The blood in the wound has stopped, but the wound...but there is no sign of self-healing.

"what happened......"

Chen Xian murmured, and glanced around, seeing that the people around him hadn't noticed his movements, so he gritted his teeth and scratched the finger of the other hand with his nails. The warm blood instantly It flows out...

After another half minute, Chen Xian went to observe again.

The wounds on both hands did not heal, but simply stopped the blood. The slow healing speed is just like an ordinary person...

"The gravity of this world is the same as the original world..."

Chen Xian's unrestrained words immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Gravity is the same?" Lu Yisheng replied immediately, with a confused expression, "but we will get tired after walking for a short distance. We feel that our legs are sinking a lot..."

"That has nothing to do with gravity."

Chen Xian gently squeezed his fist, feeling the stinging pain from the wound from time to time, only feeling that his heartbeat had never been faster.

"It's us...our ability...seems to be deprived of this world..."