Chapter 437

A group of people rushed out of the woods, one by one in a state of embarrassment, their bodies were all wet and dewy, clinging to their bodies. At this time, it was mid-future sky, and it should have been extremely hot, but now the cold wind is whizzing. I don't think that as soon as this small wind blows, a few people are shivering.

The most embarrassing thing is not these big men, but Xu Yingxiu, who wears a white long-sleeved tight-fitting low-cut t-shirt on the upper body, and a pair of black tight-fitting super elastic cropped jeans on the lower body. Undoubtedly, she is not like a rural daughter-in-law at all, but more like an urban fashion girl.

Only now, this girl is very embarrassed. Her white t-shirt was completely wet with dew, and it was tightly attached to her body, revealing a pink corset, which was extremely eye-catching. She seemed to feel the strange eyes of several men, and her face turned red. , with embarrassed eyes, he hid behind his man, daring not to show his head, completely lost his usual saucy appearance, and turned into a shy little woman.

Lao Luo doesn't look rough on the outside, but at this time, he is as delicate and careful as a woman. Seeing the appearance of his wife, he hurriedly opened the box, took out a coat, and put it on him, blocking his infinite grace.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders present, and several of them were sorting their wet clothes and did not pay too much attention to her, which saved a lot of embarrassment.

"Brother Di, what should we do now!" At this moment, Yue Lie walked over quickly, glanced around with vigilant eyes, and then asked Di Ping softly, "Should we go directly to the parking lot at the head of the village? Or should we rest first?"

Di Ping glanced back when he heard the words, smiled and said, "Let's find a place to rest first!" He didn't see each one like a chicken in soup, especially Xu Yingxiu was shivering with his arms folded and wrapped in a men's clothes. , I urgently need a change of clothes, even though I feel tired and uncomfortable.

"Okay, then I'll go!" Yue Lie nodded in response, and just walked two steps back and asked in a low voice, "Then let's just find a room or not?"

Di Ping thought for a while and said, "Let's go to Luo's house?"

The blacksmith village is still the same as when a few people came here last time, except that the weeds in the gaps between the stone pavements on the street are more luxuriant, with a full length of 30 to 40 centimeters. Overgrown with weeds, the whole village seems to have been abandoned for hundreds of years, showing a desolation.

Luo Hongyuan and his wife, as well as Shi Dexing and his son, looked at the village that had changed, with sadness in his eyes. Originally a prosperous and lively village for thousands of years, it has only lost its former color and has become decayed. ,depression.

"It will be fine!" Di Ping saw the sadness of several people, and comforted him: "As long as the people are still there, everything will be fine."

"I know!" Lao Luo smiled bitterly: "Xiao Di, we have nothing to do, let's see." Then Lao Luo stopped and looked around, his eyes full of memories and retention: "It's just that I suddenly feel sad, here After all, I've lived half my life!"

"Who said it wasn't?" Shi Dexing also said with emotion: "I have lived here since I was a child, and it is very sad to see this!"

The atmosphere was a bit dull for a while, and they seemed to be thinking about their thoughts. Yue Lie and Luo Xinyi were carefully leading the way in front of them. The only sound of rustling footsteps in the whole village added to the loneliness.

"It's here!" Just as everyone was on their way in silence, Yue Lie, who was walking in front, suddenly whispered.

It did arrive. Di Ping looked up and saw the plaque of Luo's sword shop. The street was only 500 or 600 meters long. It didn't take long to walk. Holding the plaque, there is sadness in his eyes.

"Uncle Luo, if you want to bring it, we can bring it!" Di Ping stepped forward and looked up at this quaint and old wooden plaque with a sense of history and whispered.

When Lao Luo heard the words, his eyes suddenly lit up, then quickly darkened again, and sighed, "Forget it, put it here! He only belongs here!" My grandfather and grandfather's generation has never been moved here, so let him accompany this old house here..."

Di Ping looked at Luo Hongyuan in a desolate suit, and for a moment did not know how to comfort him.

"Lao Luo!" Xu Yingxiu looked at her man with pity on her face.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Lao Luo patted the back of his mother-in-law's hand and said softly, "Go, let's go in!"