The man was in his prime, with a muscular body and clear facial features. He couldn't be said to be very good-looking, but he was definitely a tough guy.
As for the old woman, she had white hair, a pale face and wrinkles. Not only was she old, but it looked like she didn't have much time left to live.
Yet, they get along like a married couple, their actions full of affection and tenderness.
Due to the distance, Song Mi'er couldn't hear clearly what was said over there, but Feng Jiu heard their words clearly. It was an ordinary life together in the peaceful years, with warmth and affection in the ordinariness, as well as expectations for life and the future.
She couldn't help but look at the two people who were hugged by the man and leaned their heads on his chest. With her cultivation, she could see that the man's bone age was not small, but because of his strength, he could maintain the appearance of a middle-aged man.
The old woman's words were not confident, she must have had fatal internal injuries, and it was already her last moment. From her breath, it could be determined that she had only three to five months to live at most.
However, facing such an old woman with faded beauty, the man had a gentle face and eyes full of affection. It must be said that her heart was somewhat moved.
This is definitely a pair of true love.
"Sister, isn't that old woman the mother of that middle-aged man? Why is she hugging him?" Song Mi'er looked at her strangely and asked in a low voice.
"It looks like they are husband and wife." Fengjiu said with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.
Hearing this, Song Mier was stunned for a moment, looking at the two people leaning on each other in front of her, but she didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she looked around and said, "Sister, we have searched all over this mountain, and there is only this thatched house and this couple here, and we haven't seen the residence of the Iron Bone Refiner, so, are we looking in the wrong place?"
"Just ask and you'll find out." Fengjiu said, and walked forward.
Previously, because Fengjiu had suppressed the aura of the two, the middle-aged man did not notice that there were people around. At this moment, as Fengjiu and the other person approached, the middle-aged man who was hugging the old woman frowned and turned to look at the person who came.
“Excuse me, both of you.” Fengjiu smiled apologetically.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the man asked, standing up and staring at the two of them.
Song Mier smiled and said, "Uncle, we want to ask if the Iron Bone Weapon Refiner is on this hill? We looked around but couldn't find him."
"There is no weapon refiner here. You have come to the wrong place." The man said as he put away the teapot and cups and prepared to take the old woman back.
Fengjiu's eyes fell on the hoe beside her, and her eyes flickered slightly.
The old woman gave the two men an apologetic and gentle smile, and said nothing, letting the man lead her back.
"Sister, he said there are no weapon refiners here! Did we really find the wrong place?" Song Mi'er's gaze fell on the two people who left, then looked at the simple thatched cottage not far away, frowned and thought deeply.
Fengjiu smiled slightly and said, "No, you're not wrong, it's right here." As she spoke, she followed the two of them at a leisurely pace, while looking at the vegetables they were growing in the field.