Chapter 885: The Great Shaman Old Man Wumo

"Uncle Osan. I can't do anything about this, if you can talk about grandpa, I will have absolutely no problem. Hearing Gao Meng say this, Ucha turned his head and said.

In fact, before Gao Meng, Wu Cha didn't know how many times he said this, although Wu Cha is single, but in the past few years, he has made a lot of money working in the city, plus the uncle in front of him will send 20,000 yuan every year, and now there are hundreds of thousands in front of him, and it is absolutely enough to provide for his grandfather.

But his grandfather is a stubborn temper who doesn't work if he says it, and he insists on living in the countryside, because he is angry with him because of this matter.

"I'll tell him about this, if he doesn't leave, we'll just carry him back. This time, Gao Meng was ruthless.

His parents died early, and most of the other relatives came for their own money because they were coal bosses, and there were few real relatives, and the elder was only Uncle Wumo.

No matter what Gao Meng said, he must personally fulfill his filial piety!

"If you can carry Grandpa away, I'll roll up the cover tonight. Obviously, Ucha still doesn't believe Gao Meng's words, and he has never been threatened by others over the years, and the more others compare, the more they don't listen.

A few people who went up the mountain with my grandfather a month ago, none of them came back, and all of them died on the mountain inexplicably.

Usually, although the old man is very kind to the younger generation, it does not mean that the old man has no principles, and no one can change the things that the old man has identified.

"Let's talk about it later......"

Sighing, Gao Meng's face was full of sorrow.

He never thought that so many things would happen all of a sudden, even if his business was not going well, now even his son has been hit by the soul attraction technique, and now the only elder, Uncle Wumo, is approaching, everything is coming too fast.

Gao Meng, who has been fighting in the mall for many years, is a little out of breath, and the whole person is a little tired from this day's toss.

"Mr. Gao, take a refreshing pill, this thing works very well. Ye Huang next to him saw that Gao Meng's face was not very good, so he took out a small medicine bottle and poured a white pill from it and handed it to the latter.

This thing is a kind of refreshing medicine that Ye Huang took when he was a killer, and after eating it, a person can not sleep for three consecutive days, but after three days, the whole person will directly languish, and it will take two or three days of rest to recover.

It's just that now Ye Huang's skills have increased a lot compared to before, and this thing is basically useless, but because of the habit of being a killer, he has always carried it with him.

"Xie Lu Xie, it's really embarrassing for Mr. Ye, if you don't think I'm Gao Pan, call me Uncle Gao. Taking the pill handed over by Emperor Ye, Gao Meng put it in his mouth without any hesitation.

"Hehe, that's okay, then it's better to call you Uncle Gao in the future. Nodding, Emperor Ye did not refuse.

"Uncle Gao, if the old man's body can't withstand the toss, we still have to make another plan. ”

"I know this, Uncle Wumo in the Northeast knows a lot of people, so let him introduce one when the time comes. That's all there is to do for now. ”

"That's okay, it's really not good, I'll call back and ask my grandfather, maybe there's a way over there. ”

"Then please. ”

"Nothing ......"

After chatting on the plow, and walking in the wind and snow for more than an hour, everyone finally entered the mountain forest.

In recent years, Tongjiang has developed its foreign trade economy and has cut down not much of the original mountains and forests, but fortunately, the government has paid attention to it in recent years, and only then has some of it left.

It is said to be a mountain, but it is actually a slightly higher hilly area, and because there are many trees, it is easy to get lost after entering.

Ucha drove the plough around the mountains for a while, and finally came to a stop at about one o'clock in front of a nondescript log cabin in the middle of the forest.

The house was very old, and most of it was already in the snow due to the snow.

Just when the seven Ye Huang got off the plow, they found that the light of a faint kerosene lamp was lit through the window in the house.

"Grandpa guessed that we were coming, so let's go in. ”

After each of the ten dogs had eaten some dried fish, Ucha tied the plough and led the group to the hut.

Ye Huang and the others felt that this cabin was a little small from a distance, but when they walked in, they found that this cabin had dozens of square meters, and as everyone walked in, the shadow of an elder was reflected in front of the window.

The window loosened a few times and opened from the inside.

"Uncle Wumo ......"

"Grandpa......"

With the words of Gao Meng and Wu Cha, Ye Huang also saw the old man in the house.

The eighty-year-old Wumo old man already has a white beard, and the whole person gives people a feeling of crane hair and childish face.

However, his face was not as rich and shiny as the birthday star in the picture of Fulu Suxi, but was a little wrinkled, and the whole person was thin as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

Ye Huang and Xingtian didn't speak, just smiled at the old man, and bowed slightly to give a respectful etiquette.

"Come in, all of you. The old man was not very surprised by the arrival of the people, and opened the window and said.

Since the door had been blocked by snow, everyone climbed into the house through the windows one by one after hearing the old man's words.

The campfire was still burning, but it was not big, but it could give a little heat to the house.

"Uncle Wumo, why did you live in the mountains again, didn't I advise you not to come up last time, your rheumatism. After seeing Uncle Wumo, Gao Meng's eyes turned red, and people in their forties wanted to cry directly.

"Hehe, people are old, and they always look back at the past, Chaji told you all about me, right?"

Gao Meng nodded and did not deny it.

"Uncle Wumo, you can go back to Shuangyashan with me, and let Wushan do his filial piety for a period of time in the future. ”

"No, people always want dust to return to dust, I have been stealing for a few years over the years, and my heart has been satisfied, besides, this mountain is my root, do you think I will agree if I leave the root?" Although the old man's complexion was not good, he always said to Gao Meng with a smile.

"Then catch up with Ming'er, I'll have someone bring you some charcoal, you make the fire more prosperous at night, and your body ......"

"It's all ** sick, and besides, I'm a tiger skin mattress, and it's very warm. Rubbing the mattress made of the skin of the Siberian tiger on the small bed next to him, the old man said with a smile, but every few laughs are coughing, but the old man did hold back.

Seeing this scene, Ucha walked directly to the window, and tears fell down.

After all, Ucha is Wumo's only grandson, and he has been learning magic with the old man all these years, although he is not skilled, he knows a lot of things.

In front of him, his grandfather's complexion was much weaker than a week ago, and the whole person already had some dead air on his body.