If you think about it, they're not going to meet youkai, right?

In addition to youkai, there are also immortal people?

Except for Uncle Xiong, everyone felt a little creepy.

"I've heard of people who don't grow old.

Could it really be them? “

After all, Uncle Xiong is a native of the Miao family, and he knows more than Wang Ying and the correspondent Xiao Zhou.

"Have you heard?

Uncle, are you telling the truth?

Tell us about it. “

Correspondent Xiao Zhou is interested, is there really such a person?

"I don't know exactly either.

I heard the old people say it when I was a child.

Our Miao family is a big villager.

Later, when there was a war, they separated.

Many years ago, it was said that there was a village of people who were protected by heaven.

Not only can they have ageless countenances, but they also have prophets.

Prophet, you know?

It is the power of an uncertain prophet.

That's something that even the best witch doctor can't do. “

When Uncle Xiong said this, the expression on his face was very awe-inspiring.

In the Miao family, there is a powerful witch doctor, who is admired by the entire Miao family.

Not only the village where he is located, but also the other villages have to bow down when they see the witch doctor.

Miao doctors may be found in every village, but witch doctors are not.

Uncle Xiong lived for such an age, that is, he saw a witch doctor when he was a child, and for so many years, he has never seen a witch doctor in any village.

And the prophet is a legendary existence.

"Uncle Xiong, are you telling a mythological story?

Why does it sound so amazing to me?

Are there really people who have unpredictable prophets? “

Xiao Zhou felt that this was just listening to a story, and there have always been many myths and stories of ethnic minorities.

"It's good to tell a story or to be real.

If there are people who don't grow old, then aren't we just living in stories? “

Uncle Xiong said meaningfully.

The Han people have long since fallen out of their belief in gods.

But they believed it.

Xiao Zhou could not believe his words, but he himself was thinking that maybe this might be true.

He carefully recalled that when he was a child, the old people said that the village of the Miao family, who would not grow old, was hidden in the mountains.

Unless they want to go out, or they want to bring people in, people from outside can't come in at all.

When they were brought all the way to this village by the people in this village, they did walk a lot of mountain roads.

He couldn't even remember how he got in now.

But he did not dare to conclude from this alone that this was the legendary stockade of the prophets, and let's take a look at it again.

If it was really the stockade, sooner or later they would find out.

Xiao Zhou didn't understand whether Uncle Xiong was serious or joking.

But looking at Uncle Xiong's expression, it seems that he doesn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

He had no choice but to give up.

Looking at the guards outside, and when they were surrounded at the gate of the village before, it seems that these people are all in their twenties and thirties.

Even women have never seen a person of Grandma's age come out.

Is there really no old man in the whole village?

Where the hell have they been?

Uncle Xiong's words cast a cloud over everyone's hearts.

If there were prophets in this stockade, wouldn't they have no way to escape?

Others don't say that Wang Ying has been a reporter for so many years.

I've heard a lot of strange things.

It's the first time she's encountered something like today, which is comparable to a legend.

Anyway, it's a blessing or a curse, and it can't be avoided.

At least now they're getting better treatment than before, and maybe things will turn around.

No matter what the other party wants, maybe Shen Anjun can save them?

Everyone invariably put their hopes on Shen Anyun in their hearts.