The old man vividly depicted the situation at that time, with various atmospheres and added fuel to the fire, as if Tang Luo in front of him was the old friend he had made on weekdays.

"What about it later? Is there an official notice?"

Tang Luo said in confusion.

"What is the weather cause and natural fire, but it was not dry at all during that period, not to mention that we have lived here for most of our lives and know very well here, so there must be something that cannot be made public..."

"The vegetation you see now is planted by locals one after another in the past two years."

The old man continued.

"Old man, in that direction, do you know that there was a bamboo forest before?"

Mr. Jing'an stepped forward and pointed to the position behind her.

"Bamboo forest? Yes, that's right, that bamboo forest has existed for decades. I went there when I was a child when I was a child."

The old man responded, but didn't think much.

"Have there been any abnormalities in the bamboo forest?"

Tang Luo asked hesitantly.

"Abnormal? No...but it seems that there is only this bamboo forest nearby. What's wrong with that bamboo forest?"

The old man was a little confused.

Tang Luo shook his head, thinking.

It seems that the fire was not accidental. Could it be that the fire was set by the Lord of the Blood Prison Pavilion?

After chatting for a few more words, the old man even felt a little unfulfilled.

Tang Luo gave the box of cigarettes on his body to the old man, and after saying hello, he and Mr. Jing'an returned to the rocky beach.

Looking at the old man again, he drove the flock away with joy on his face.

At this time, Tang Luo stood on the stone beach again, and the Qinglong Sword appeared in his hand again and swept out.

In an instant, a burst of gravel flew across, and a large area of ​​black soil suddenly appeared.

Speaking of which, at the beginning, when he heard his father disappearing out of thin air, his first feeling was whether he knew any magical methods. He just used some means to temporarily escape from Gui Jianchou's pursuit.

But now he doesn't think things will be that simple...

Tang Luo opened his eyes again and observed the black soil under his feet, including the stone walls around him, but he still had no gains.

"Is my father an immortal?"

An inexplicable thought flashed through Tang Luo's mind, otherwise how could it disappear out of thin air?

Thinking of the actions of clearing the rocks just now, he suddenly felt a little scared. If the previous fire did not destroy anything, his actions would destroy the overall environment here, it would be a pity...

However, this thought just flashed and he didn't think about it anymore.

Afterwards, the three of them climbed up Tailing Mountain together and walked many places, but in the end they did not find anything.

After descending from the mountain, Mr. Jing'an returned to the rocky beach again, standing expressionlessly, imagining the situation at that time in his mind, and murmuring something softly in his mouth.

Seeing this, Tang Luo and Ning Yuer had to stand behind Mr. Jing'an without disturbing him.

However, it is obvious that today will eventually be a "return without success".

"Mother, you must believe that my father is still alive. One day, just like you found me at that time, we will definitely be able to find my father..."

After a while, Tang Luo stepped forward and held the hand of Mr. Jing'an and comforted him.

"Yes, Aunt Tang, uncle must be thinking about you and Tang Luo in some place, looking forward to being reunited..."

Ning Yuer also said softly.

"Well, it must be..."
Chapter completed!