Chapter 573 Mingjun
Seeing this, the impatient Paimon finally couldn't hold back his anxiety. He turned his head and looked at Sora beside him. He stamped his feet anxiously and shouted, "What should I do now, Traveler! It seems like he didn't hear what I said at all..."
After hearing what Paimeng said, Yun Jin stepped forward like a light fairy and asked softly, "Hello, old man, we came here to ask you for clues about the "Secret Hua Stone".
As Yun Jin finished speaking, the old man was like a silent sculpture. He still didn't speak, but raised his finger that was like a dead branch and slowly pointed towards the inside of the village.
His movements were very slow, as if he had used up all his strength. The finger was dry and thin, as if it would break at the slightest touch, which made people feel a little worried for him.
Paimon looked at him, pondered in his heart, and asked uncertainly: "Does he mean for us to look for clues in the village... There is no other way. It seems that we can only rely on our own strength to find it."
Paimon's eyes revealed a hint of helplessness, but he was also determined to look for clues in the village. After all, there was no other place to find clues except this place, and this was their only hope.
After saying this, Paimon turned his gaze to the people around him, like a lively elf, and said: "Traveler, Lin Feng, Shen He, Yun Jin, let's go find it quickly!"
Hearing Paimon's words, Shen He shook his head gently, rejecting her invitation like a petal in the wind, "Sorry. You guys go to the village to look for clues first. I want to talk to him."
After finishing speaking, Shen He's eyes were as calm as the surface of a deep lake, without the slightest ripple. She slowly looked at the villager and asked softly, "Is it okay? Uncle Mingjun." Her voice was soft but clear, and it could be heard far away in the slightly silent atmosphere. The voice seemed to have an innate ethereal quality, mixed with a hint of unfamiliarity that was not easily noticed.
Lin Feng thought to himself that if there was no red string restraining her, Shen He's gaze would be as complex and changeable as that of a human being. The red string, seemingly a simple decoration, was actually a seal that locked up many complex emotions deep in Shen He's heart. It was a symbol of Shen He's entanglement with the past and the world, and also a sign of her self-restraint. However, it was not yet time to untie the red string. Only when she opened her heart and truly accepted herself and the world, would it be the best time to untie the red string. At this moment, it was obviously not yet time, but of course it was not far from the time to untie it.
Hearing Shen He calling out his name, Ming Jun turned his head as if struck by lightning, his eyes instantly filled with surprise, as if he had seen the most incredible sight in the world, "You are......!" His eyes widened, his eyes full of disbelief. Although the person in front of him was much more mature than the little girl in his memory, he would never mistake the familiar eyebrows and features. Those memories that were sealed by the years now surged into his mind like a tide, and the appearance of the lively and lovely little girl in the past gradually overlapped with Shen He in front of him.
When Shen He heard this question, she answered calmly, as if a breeze was blowing past: "Shen He." Her tone was calm, as if her experiences over the years had already made her indifferent to everything. But under this calmness, whether there were hidden unknown emotions, perhaps only she knew.
After hearing Shen He's answer, Ming Jun was shocked beyond words. "Ah He...you are still alive? Those rumors are true? You have been..." His voice was trembling, full of disbelief and concern. The words he wanted to say came to his lips, but he didn't know where to start. Those rumors about Shen He that once circulated in the village set off a huge wave in his heart. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Where had Shen He been all these years? What had he experienced? Why did he appear here?
At this point, Mingjun suddenly realized that this was not the right place to talk about this, after all, there were so many people talking. So he looked at everyone and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, everyone. I really don't know anything about how to find the secret stone, but there may be relevant records in the village... This place is deserted and rarely visited, you can search at will."
Hearing that there was a new clue about the long-lost secret stone, Paimeng was very excited, but he still looked at Shen He and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Hey, does Shen He know this old man?"
Hearing Paimeng's question, Shen He took a deep breath, as if something was stuck in her throat. She wanted to speak but didn't know where to start. That dusty past was both familiar and unfamiliar to her, and the emotions in it were too complicated for her to sort out for a while. Those memories about her childhood and her family came to her mind like a tide, but she didn't know how to explain it to Paimeng. Yun Jin also noticed Shen He's embarrassment and hurriedly said, "Thank you, old man, then we will go look for it first." After that, she pulled everyone towards the village. Yun Jin was thoughtful. She didn't want to put Shen He in an awkward situation, so she changed the subject in time. She knew that Shen He was introverted and not good at expressing her emotions. The best way at the moment was to let her avoid this topic temporarily. Anyway, she knew the whereabouts of the secret stone, so there was no need to stay there.
After they arrived at the village, Yun Jin looked at Paimeng and comforted him, "That uncle Mingjun has no ill will towards Shen He. Miss Shen He will not be in any danger. Don't worry." Yun Jin's voice was gentle but firm. Although it was not good to let Shen He stay alone, that man did not have any hostility towards Shen He, and finding the secret stone was the most important thing at this moment.
Paimeng thought for a while and felt that Yunjin was right. In addition, Shen He was very powerful. If an old man really wanted to attack, he would definitely not be her opponent. With this in mind, it would be better to quickly look for clues. "Okay, let's go to the village first." After thinking it through, Paimeng was not so worried. Thinking about Shen He's strength, if the old man really dared to attack Shen He, he would probably be chopped into pieces by her in a moment.
Several people soon found a record of village changes in the village. The record was placed on the road in the village and looked very conspicuous. The record was covered with dust, as if quietly telling the vicissitudes of time.