"Drink a little hot tea..."

"Thanks!"

Minjia took the quilt handed over by the old man with both hands, gently blew the heat from it, and sucked it carefully.

This was an old man chopping wood that he happened to meet in the forest. At that time, Minjia thought the sky was pretty good and was about to go down the mountain.

The old man stopped him and told him that it would be dark soon and it was very dangerous to travel at night, so he invited him to his house for a night.

"My house is quite big..." This is what the old man said when he invited him.

Minjia thought about it carefully and thought that he could learn about this world from this kind old man.

So he agreed.

Anyway, he is a boy, so he is not afraid of anything.

Then as the old man said, Minjia looked at the sky that was pretty good, and before the old man could take him to his house, it got dark.

He is worthy of being an old man who relies on the mountain to eat, and his experience in this area is far beyond what Minka can compare to.

Fortunately, the snow on the ground reflected a faint light, so it wouldn't be really dark.

Passing by three small earthblocks, the black shadow of a house appeared in front of Min Jia.

"Come in!"

"I'm disturbed!"

Minjia followed the old man into the dark room. The old man was very familiar with it. He grabbed something from the darkness and bent down to fiddle with it.

As he moved, a dark red suddenly appeared in the dark room, which looked very hot.

"Is it buried charcoal?" Although I knew it, this was the first time Minjia had seen such an operation with his own eyes.

Soon, the old man created a burning fire.

The leaping fire dispelled the darkness in the house and the cold.

"Come and warm your body!" The old man waved to Minjia.

"Thank you!" Minjia sat next to the fire, looked at the busy old man, and then looked at the decorations inside the house.

Minaka probably knew that this was the background of this world - in his original world Edo era.

There is no modern amenities, but the clothing and home style are not too old.

The old man came over with a kettle full of water, placed the kettle on the iron hook above the stove and heated it up, then sat down and reached out to bake it.

Minjia felt a little incredible when he saw the old man who was about to reach into the fire but had a comfortable smile on his face.

Don't you feel hot when you get so close?

Then, Minjia sat by the fire with the old man and started chatting.

From the old man's mouth, Minjia got a lot of information.

For example, he is actually only forty-five years old, but Minka looks like he is in his sixties or seventies.

Yet, the living environment in ancient times was indeed quite harsh. It was not strange that a man in his thirties had an old face in his fifties.

If you eat poorly, do more work, your body will age and wear quickly.

It's better to be modern society!

During this period, Minjia looked at the old man living alone in these three-bedroom houses and subconsciously asked questions that he shouldn't have asked.

"Old man, you live alone in such a big house?" As soon as he said that, Minjia felt that he had said the wrong thing.

Sure enough, facing his inquiry, the old man who was talking to him with a happy face suddenly fell silent.

"Sorry!" Minjia lowered her head with some guilt.

"It's nothing, this is not something that cannot be said." Instead, the old man smiled relievedly and waved his hand, indicating that Minjia didn't have to take it to heart.

"My wife died of illness, and my eldest son was attacked by a beast when he went up the mountain to chop firewood. When he found him, his stomach was empty, and he had one hand and one foot that could not be found..."

Perhaps it was because he was old and felt that he would not live long. When the old man talked about these sad things, there was not much sadness in his words.

He even kept gesturing on himself, telling Minjia in detail that his eldest son was tragic when he was discovered, scaring the young man in front of him.

Minjia suddenly remembered the three mulberry buns he had passed by before, because it was already dark at that time, and he had not found anything.

But the old man only talked about his two families, and the remaining rustle bundle was...

The old man didn't say it, and Minjia didn't ask.

At this time, the water in the kettle also boiled. The old man got up and went to get two cups and a gray pancake.

"Eat something!"

"Thanks!"

Minjia took the bad-looking big cake, curiously broke off a small piece, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

This is the true ancient beauty...

Then he put the pancake aside and didn't touch it again.

The old man glanced at Minjia's actions and did not take them seriously.

Because he could see from Minjia's clothes that he was not a commoner, and it was normal that he could not get used to this rough food.

Although I don’t know why this rich and noble boy appeared alone in the deep mountains and forests, this did not prevent him from making a good relationship.

Otherwise, even if he felt relieved, he would never talk about his family's death, let alone a detailed description.

This is life!

After taking the hot tea handed over by the old man, Minjia sucked it in small mouthfuls, moistening his throat, which was still a little painful.

Suddenly, Minjia seemed to remember something, looked up and asked the kind-hearted old man, "By the way, old man, do you say there is danger in rushing to the night because there are some beasts on the mountain?"

"If it's just a beast, that's fine..." The old man broke off a small piece of cake and put it in his mouth, then drank hot tea and soaked it in his mouth.

Hearing this, Minjia suddenly felt energetic. Could it be that this world really has any extraordinary power?

I originally thought I had drawn the 'white ordinary' again, but it started to shine!

This wave is not a loss!

"Didn't I just tell you that when my eldest son was found, half of his body was eaten?" The old man swallowed the food in his mouth and breathed out a breath of heat.

"Isn't that a beast..."

"Yes, actually... he was eaten by a ghost!"

"ghost?"

"Yes, the evil spirit who cannibalizes people!"

Minjia, who didn't believe it very much, looked at the old man's serious face and couldn't help but look solemn.

In this new world, there may be a supernatural existence like ghosts!

Unexpectedly, Ai Haibara just scared Sister Lingyi to tears yesterday, and today she became a real ghost.

Did this retribution come so quickly?

"Hahaha..." The old man looked at Min Jia's solemn expression and suddenly burst into laughter.

The boy was still scared by what he said!

Because the old man's expression was too serious when he spoke, Minjia almost believed it.

Looking at Min Jia's surprised expression, the old man smiled and waved his hand, "Legend, it's just a legend..."

"I thought you said true, Mr.!" Minjia said angrily.

He originally planned to see what a real ghost looked like, but you told me it was fake!

"Where is the ghost in this world? Some of them are just people who eat people like evil ghosts..." The old man looked at Minjia with a smile.

Suddenly, the closed door was knocked.

"Dongdong..."
Chapter completed!