Walking straight to the table of the Eight Immortals, the Tianxuan Daoist looked at him, still sipping slowly, picking up chopsticks from time to time and throwing something into his mouth, chewing slowly. Han Yiming walked to the table, he took a sip of wine, and said to Han Yiming: "Little Daoyou, are you still there? I'll just let you go!" Han Yiming said: "If I listen to a few words, I will leave, and I don't know where to go." Tianxuan Daoist shook his head at him and said, "I am kind enough to help you." You need to know to take a step back and open the sky. The more Han Yiming heard what he said, the more he tasted like a Taoist priest in the rivers and lakes, where did he talk to him in detail, but he just shook his head.

Tianxuan Daoist took two more sips of wine and said, "However, you can't say anything about this. The so-called blessing is not a curse, but a disaster cannot be avoided. It's just that you can't say whether this is a blessing or a curse. Maybe it's a blessing, maybe it's a curse. But whatever it is, you can't hide from it. I don't advise you either, just wait. Where would Han Yiming go to deal with a Jianghu warlock, he only said: "I have been taught." As for the rest, I won't say anything more. Han Yiming sat down for a while, and just as he wanted to get up, Tianxuan Daoist said, "Little Daoist, the fellow Daoist in the corner of the outer door is coming for you?"

It turned out that he also saw it, and Han Yiming said, "Yes, they are indeed coming at me." Tianxuan Dao said: "It's really looking for death." Hearing his tone, Han Yiming was quite disdainful of the Pingbomen people, although he didn't necessarily have a good impression of him, but it was not as bad as before. Tianxuan Dao said: "Although they have some cultivation, no matter how I look at them, I can't see anything different about them, and there are no powerful characters among them, this is the so-called following." They came with you, fearing that some powerful people would come after you. But ......" Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, and Han Yiming listened to his nonsense without saying a word.

The two of them were silent, Han Yiming suddenly remembered Pingxi's words, and wanted to let the Tianxuan Dao people take a look, although he didn't believe his nonsense, he still wanted him to talk nonsense, even if it was fake. Therefore, he said: "I heard that Dao Chang has opened the eyes of heaven, can you ask the Dao Chief to take a look at it for me?" Tianxuan Daoist smiled and said: "Little Daoist, who did you listen to? Where would I see something! If I could see it, and it was mixed up like this, I would have eaten and drunk spicy food a long time ago." When he said this, Han Yiming was quite surprised. It stands to reason that people who give people face and see their fate will only praise their eyesight, and hate to say that their eyesight is heaven and earth, but this Tianxuandao person is full of saying that he is not good, and that he can't see it, and he is a nonsense to cheat and eat, which is really inconsistent with his previous words. Han Yiming couldn't understand why he was like this, but seeing that he didn't want to say it, he didn't force him to ask.

Tianxuan Daoist ate and drank for a while, and smiled at Han Yiming: "But if we want to meet, we have fate, and I have two words for you." Han Yiming looked at him for a moment and said, "Listen up." Tianxuan Dao said: "You can't escape this matter, say it's fate, some can't say it, but if it's not fate, you can't escape." You just remember that everything went smoothly. Because you are powerless to change, maybe you have to contribute, but you can only go along with it, not against it. Han Yiming said "oh", everyone can say such words. Tianxuan said: "I know you don't believe me, but I still have to say it to you." ”

The two sat for a while, Han Yiming got up to say goodbye, and the Tianxuan Dao people didn't keep him, raised his glass to him, and still drank slowly. Han Yiming returned to the house and rested for a while, he was going to leave as soon as possible, but seeing that Cao Tianyou's wine banquet was at this point, he might not be able to leave, it was better to get up early tomorrow and resign, anyway, he would have to leave sooner or later, and he didn't plan to follow this Cao Tianyou to Tiannan and Haibei's travels, so it was better to leave earlier. After thinking about it for a while, his mind was settled, and he fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep was extremely sweet, and Han Yiming still felt that in his sleep, he seemed to be constantly moving forward. Everywhere I went, there was bright sunlight, but it was gentle and not dazzling, but when I woke up, I felt a little dim in front of me. It was another dawn, there was a white light on the window lattice, and there was a glimmer of light in the house, Han Yiming lay down for a while, not listening to the sound outside the door, and he didn't know how many days it was, but he knew that the sky was about to dawn, so he sat up. Ah Tu, who was lying on the ground, was also gone, and when he walked out of the house, he saw that the outside of the house was dark and gloomy, there was no light in the courtyard, and all the doors and windows were closed. Han Yiming walked along the wall and walked through the hall, and the outer courtyard was also silent, but he could still see that the tables and chairs in the courtyard had not been removed, thinking that the wine banquet had dispersed too late, and he had not yet had time to clean up.

Suddenly there was a pain in his leg, and he didn't know what he had hit, Han Yiming looked down and saw that a chair had fallen on the ground, and it was indistinguishable in the dark, and it hurt a little when he hit it. Bent down to pick up the chair, but found that there seemed to be something curled up under the table, Han Yiming was also bold, bent down to look, it was okay not to look, and he gasped when he saw it. Curled up under the table, it was actually a person. And that person was wearing a soap-colored Taoist robe, could it be, Tianxuan Daoist? Han Yiming stretched out his hand and pushed him and said, "The Taoist is asleep here, it is better to go to bed!" He pushed, that day the Xuandao person rushed to the side, Han Yiming knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly reached out to turn his body over, and it was not clear in the dark, Han Yiming hurriedly lit the candle flame of Fanxin, and took a look at him, only to see that his face was already waxy white, and his expression was calm, with a pair of small eyes, half-open and half-closed, and there seemed to be a smile at the corner of his mouth, but he was obviously dead.

Han Yiming was stunned, stretched out his hand to probe his snort, and sure enough, he didn't, and his hand touched the skin on his face, which was completely cold. Han Yiming was really surprised, this person said yesterday that he ate a severed head food, in that situation, how could Han Yiming be serious with him? No one will come to you and tell you: I'm going to die. You really believe that he will die. But Tianxuan Daoist was really dead, and Han Yiming thought of what he said, and his hairs stood on end.

It was obviously a good day, but someone died, Han Yiming looked around, there was no one in sight, estimated that there was a room next to him, and knocked on the door. He knocked three times in a row, but did not hear any sound, and after three more knocks, still did not hear any sound, and hurriedly went to the door of another room and knocked on it. But this room is also the same as the previous room, there is no sound, Han Yiming was a little surprised, pushed the door, the door opened, which was pitch black, Han Yiming lit the candle flame of Fanxin, only to see that the room was empty.

This is a lower room, there are beds and covers in the house, but there is no one, Han Yiming took a look, came out of this house, walked to the next room, knocked on the door again, still no one answered, stopped for a while, pushed hard, and there was no one in that room. This is strange, Han Yiming knocked along the room one by one, but he didn't see anyone living in it, the more he knocked, the more doubts he had in his heart, and knocked on the wings on both sides, and the rooms were all opened, and each side room was full of color, but there was no figure, and no one seemed to have lived in this house!