At this time, Yang Qiu only felt the sunshine shining on his body, making him want to just lie down like this and not open his eyes.

Although he didn't want to open his eyes, at this moment, an old woman's voice came from his ears.

"You guy, you are really lucky!"

The old woman's voice was right in Yang Qiu's ears. Although she said something without any rush or slowness, Yang Qiu felt like a gust of cold wind drifting by, making his ears hurt.

Yang Qiu immediately opened his eyes and looked sideways in the direction of the sound.

What appeared in his eyes was a white-haired woman with wrinkles on her face, and she looked like she was eighty as if she was not as good as the seventh old man.

But her eyes were clear, without the turbidity of the elderly.

At this moment, Yang Qiu felt that he should be dead or had reached the end of his life. Could this old woman be the legendary Meng Po?

The extremely cold water of the cold pond just now was the Santu River under the Naihe Bridge?

According to legend, after death, a person will pass through the Santu River. On the Santu River is the Naihe Bridge. Meng Po stood on this Naihe Bridge and drank Mengpo soup for the visitors to make them forget the past.

Of course, these are just legends, and no one has ever seen any Meng Po, and no one knows whether the Santu River exists.

But I have to say that Yang Qiu is a person who can easily adapt to any environment, whether it is a life or a dead end.

Seeing him open his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in the old woman's eyes, and she continued, "Since you come, let's have peace!"

Yang Qiu couldn't understand her words at all, but she could feel that the old woman was not hostile to him. Seeing her turn around, Yang Qiu sat up carefully.

After he sat up, he looked at the old man's hunched back and felt such an indescribable sense of loneliness and desolation.

Yang Qiu knew that this was not Naihe Bridge, because there was no bridge here at all, there was only a grassland in front of him, and the sun was warm, and the warm sunlight was only shining from a palm-sized place above his head.

The palm-sized cave is fifty or sixty meters away from the grass, and behind him is a pool of cold water, which is emitting white air at this time.

About a hundred meters away from the two, there was a dense forest that looked gloomy and dark.

Yang Qiu even knew that the old man in front of him was not Meng Po, but her identity was hard to guess. If she could survive in this extremely harsh environment, she would be a god-like existence.

"Old god?

Did you save me?"

After exploring the eyes and looking around, Yang Qiu spoke.

When the old man heard this, he suddenly laughed. She turned around to look at Yang Qiu. At this time, there was a lotus leaf on her hand, and three wild fruits were placed on the lotus leaf.

The smile on her face looked so warm and warm, just like the sunshine above her head at this moment.

But there was too much sadness and sadness mixed in her laughter.

Yang Qiu glanced at the fruit in her hand and pointed at himself, "Old immortal, are you giving me this fruit?"

The old man stopped the laughter for a while, and she said, "The only fruits that can satisfy your hunger are the ones that can satisfy your hunger!"

After she said that, she sat directly on the grass. Only then did Yang Qiu notice that the old man's legs seemed to be difficult to stand up.

Her every move was supported by her arms. When she sat on the grass, her legs seemed to be directly attached to the ground, blending into one with the grass.

Yang Qiu looked at the fruit in his hand. He was so hungry that he was so hungry that he was touching the back! But he looked at the old woman again and said, "Old God, have you eaten it?"

As she said, the only ones that can satisfy hunger by the cold pond are these wild fruits. The elderly are unable to move, so it will be very difficult to pick these fruits.

Moreover, Yang Qiu could see that the fruit on the lotus leaf had obviously been left for a few days and seemed a little shriveled.

The old man's eyes fell on Yang Qiu, and she said, "You eat. If you don't eat anything, I'm afraid the gods will sigh when they see you!"

"Are you an old god? Why did you look sunny when you see me?"

Yang Qiu said with a faint smile, then he picked up one of the fruits and put the rest back in front of the old man.

After hearing Yang Qiu's words, a trace of kindness appeared in the old man's eyes. She said, "Boy, what's your name?"

Why did you fall into this valley?"

"My name is Yang Qiu!"

Yang Qiu replied while eating the fruit.

I have to say that in the extreme thirst, the sucking fruit is so sweet and delicious.

As for how to fall into this cold pond, Yang Qiu really didn't know! After a fruit was eaten, Yang Qiu felt a little more comfortable. He continued, "Hey, this matter is a long story!"

"I actually mistakenly entered your territory of the old god..." Yang Qiu only said that he had made a mistake and did not tell the old man about the Medicine God Valley.

"Don't call me an old god. If I were really a god, why would I be trapped in this valley for decades?"

The old man's eyes moved slightly and he said lightly.

"senior!"

Yang Qiu immediately hugged the old man and continued, "I don't know what the senior calls me?"

"I..." The old man's eyes showed some gray expression, and she continued, "My surname is Bai, and the word "Yi Juan" is a single word!"

"Senior Bai!"

Yang Qiu stood up and bowed deeply to Bai Juan, "It is hard to thank you for your kindness in saving you today. If you have any use for me, just give me instructions!"

I don’t thank you for your kindness, but I don’t thank you for your kindness too lightly.

Yang Qiu knew that it must be Bai Juan who rescued her from the cold pond, but when she saw that she had disabled legs, how did she rescue herself?

This was just a doubt in Yang Qiu's mind, but he didn't ask.

Bai Juan looked up at Yang Qiu, she nodded slightly, and said, "Well, she looks good! It's a pity..." After pausing for a few seconds, she continued, "It's a pity that my old woman has no daughter, otherwise she would have promised her daughter to you as a wife!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qiu smiled awkwardly and said in his heart, "You saved me, but you are so old that you are eighty years old!"

"Even if you have a daughter, your daughter should be quite old!"

I, Yang Qiu, was only twenty-two years old! "Fortunately, you don't have a daughter!"

Without saying this, Yang Qiu just smiled and looked around again, "Senior Bai, why did you come to the edge of this cold pond?"

Bai Juan took a deep breath and said, "This matter is a long story..." When Yang Qiu heard this, he immediately sat cross-legged across from her and waited for her to tell a story.

But at this time, Bai Juan sighed slightly and continued, "I won't say it!"

Yang Qiu scratched his eyebrows depressedly, and he asked again, "Have you been eating fruits all these years?"

Is there no fish, hare or something in this valley?”

"Yes, I have!"

Bai Juan's eyes flashed, and a happy expression immediately appeared on her face.

"Then you don't have to eat just wild fruits. Isn't it more delicious if you eat some fish or something?"

In fact, Yang Qiu is still hungry now.

"OK!"

Bai Juan smiled and said, "There are big fish in this valley! But..."
Chapter completed!