As soon as Chu Xin left, the scene changed again, and it became the appearance of Qingshanmen Art Workshop again.

There are many old ink landscape paintings hanging everywhere. The sash was propped up, and a breeze blew through the light green tulle curtains in the room. You can faintly hear the wind on the corner of the eaves outside the house.

The neat cases and futons in the room are five rows and five verticals, old and dilapidated, revealing a smell of decay.

Huang Xiaodou sat in the center seat.

is no longer boundless darkness, and the picture seems to be a lot smoother, Huang Xiaodou is a little more relieved.

While looking around, I also began to wonder why I hadn't gone out yet.

When I looked around at the teacher's position at the front, I was surprised to find an old man with a pointed head who couldn't open his eyes even if he was smiling or old.

The old man had a long face, a thin body, and sat on a futon in an empty black robe, which looked like a neat inverted triangle.

He touched his beard, which was still black, and looked at Huang Xiaodou, as if he was very satisfied with his shocked and dumb expression.

Then he said in amazement: "I didn't expect that the little old man and I, before I was not confused, I would still be able to see the real people and real things of the soul, boy, oh! It should be a little girl, the world is full of dangers and obstacles, and people are unpredictable, you and that kid should be careful!" The old man's voice was rich, if it weren't for the wrinkles on his face, it is estimated that just looking at the back and listening to the voice, he should not think how old he is.

The old man waved his hand, and the dark green mana flew towards Huang Xiaodou's legs, and the green seeped in to relieve his leg pain, and the effect was even better than Feishuang's.

Huang Xiaodou guessed from the beginning that this old man should be the senior who gave Chu Xin the piano. When Chu Xin told him about her experience, Huang Xiaodou felt that this senior must be a good person. At this time, I was not so nervous when I saw it.

But this opening pointed out the matter of him and Hua Zhifan's soul, which is really a little terrifying!

"Thank you, senior. Seniors, you...... Do you know about the String of Souls?" Huang Xiaodou felt his voice tremble. It's not exciting, it's scary.

The old man smiled and touched his beard, and said gently: "Little Lao'er also entered this eight-story building to know that there is still a string of souls in this world. The old man gasped a little, he paused, and then continued: "Well, if you want to say before, Xiao Lao'er has also seen a young man with a strange pulse. Well, it's been some years, and the little old man can't remember it anymore. ”

Huang Xiaodou thought that he would hear some precedents, but unexpectedly, the old-timer actually broke the piece in a key place, "Oh, senior, you have to think about it~" He stood up, took a few steps to the first row and sat down, looking "thirsty for knowledge", "Think about it, what else do you know about the soul string?" Huang Xiaodou and ......I scratched his head anxiously, and didn't know what to call Hua Zhifan good for a while.

But in fact, the person is a man, and he is older than himself, and the two of them entered the Qingshan Gate at the same time.

It's weird to call it a senior brother.

I may not be able to wear it on Shanzhiling, and it's not good to marry close relatives...... Gotta stop! What a mess!

Huang Xiaodou scratched the barely neat ponytail again.

"It's the two of us, how are we going to string it back, oh, it's how do I get my body back to him?" Huang Xiaodou was a little confused.

"Oh!" the old man seemed to hear something, and suddenly let out such a sudden oh, oh Huang Xiaodou was inexplicable.

"Little girl, don't be embarrassed little old man, the method of stringing souls was not in this building decades ago. The old man smiled, stroked his beard, leaned forward, and said, "But I don't seem to be in a hurry when I see you." ”

Huang Xiaodou immediately leaned back, and said with some caution: "How come! I, I want to string it back every day!"

The old man sat back in his seat and laughed in a low voice.

Although Huang Xiaodou didn't like his weird laughter, he was a little puzzled, why did he think that he and Hua Zhifan were not in a hurry to string back?

The old man looked at the changes on Huang Xiaodou's face, smiled even more happily, and thought to himself, this little boy, oh no, little girl, why is everything written on his face!Haha, it's really Coke, Coke~ I haven't seen such a fun disciple for many years, no wonder Feishuang couldn't help but tell him all the secrets of the soul in the eight-story building~

The old man was still idle in the end, and he couldn't help but reveal: "Just now you and that little girl, oh, it's that little boy, the two of them got together," he stretched out two bamboo branches-like fingers, and put them together, "The two of them are very sober, if they really want to go out of this eight-story building, they will be gone for a long time." ”

Then the old man showed a disgusted expression, and said, "If you didn't say anything about picking up your pants, then the little girl, oh, little boy, how could he go out all at once?"

Huang Xiaodou rolled his eyes and looked at the old man, and all the admiration he had heard from Chu Xin was gone.

The old man didn't realize it, and continued to analyze him with foam, and said, "You, you can wake up that little boy and come out of his magic barrier, which shows that the friendship between you is not shallow."

Also, I heard Brother Feishuang say that you came to this eight-story building just to give that little boudoir...... The little boy forged a gentleman's sword, and then you were able to find it, which shows that you have no extravagance and greed, well," the old man nodded and agreed: "This is very valuable. ”

Huang Xiaodou continued to look at him with white eyes, and said in his heart: This gossip is constantly talking!

Although he complained in his heart, on the surface, Huang Xiaodou still turned his face to accept the baptism of the spitting star......

And that little boy, although he has great pressure in his heart, is simple and kind, and if it were not for the hatred imposed by the outside world, he would have been innocent inside and out. Although he has the intention of stringing his body back, his expectations are far less concrete than those of a piano. The old man continued to nod and stroked his beard, "If it is the person who hopes that his son will become a dragon and his apprentice will become a talent, I am afraid that he will think that he is a plaything and a person who is not strong-willed, but as everyone knows, only the extreme love for one thing can create a real master!"

Seeing this increasingly impassioned "speech", Huang Xiaodou didn't dare to stand up, but still retreated. The content of this "speech" was not convincing to him at this time.

Extremely loved.

These four words are easy to say, but it is difficult for a person to truly have something that he is extremely passionate about.

or limited vision, or forced by life, or environmental impact, or cowardice......

The workshop was unusually quiet for a while.

"Why hasn't that little boy dragged you out yet?" the old man crossed his arms and looked at Huang Xiaodou with a difficult look.

"Huh?" Huang Xiaodou looked dazed.

"Oh! I see. Without waiting for Huang Xiaodou to understand, the old man himself had already thought of the answer, "The time in the eight-story building is not synchronized with the outside world. I think you think time flies too quickly, so the time in this building will automatically be extended, one day outside, a month or even a year inside. ”

Huang Xiaodou's eyes lit up, isn't this the Heavenly Palace Divine Realm! One day in the sky, one day on the earth...... Oh, a hundred years on earth. But when he thought about it, he was a little scared. He touched his handsome and dashing face with both hands, if he stayed here for a hundred years, and when he went out, he would become a pile of bones, wouldn't Chu Xin have to skin himself alive?!

Well, although the white bones have nothing to peel......

The old man looked at Huang Xiaodou's colorful and changeable face, and couldn't help but stroke his palms and laugh, this little girl always seemed to think of strange places.

"Well, you don't have to worry too much. The sense of time in the Yatori Building fluctuates with people's hearts, but in fact it is still the same as the time outside the building.

The reason why Tsuruo Peak has no grass and is scorched and blackened is also because the vitality of the entire peak is supplied to the Yatori Building, so the people who enter here, except for those who finally turned into a soul due to the sinking illusion, can survive without food. ”

Huang Xiaodou put his mind at ease, but he felt that something was wrong, "Then why do I always feel hungry?"

"That's because you were hungry before you came in~" The old man looked at him with some pity and said, "Qianqiu, that kid is indeed careless, and the former head of the family was also blinded by his righteousness......"

Huang Xiaodou looked at him and said in his heart, Old man, don't you have a very good memory! Also, what does this have to do with my master? Thinking about the embarrassed appearance when he came, he just shut up in line with the principle that he couldn't talk about his master behind his back.

"Why haven't you been dragged out yet?" the old man was puzzled.

Huang Xiaodou sat there with a look of grievance, how much do you old man want me to go out!

He wasn't angry, and replied, "Doesn't the junior want to accompany you here more~"

Anyway, Chu Xin went out, and he didn't worry about being picked off his pants, he still wanted to listen to more stories here.

But it seems to be a little ...... on the leg at this point Well, cool...... It won't really be picked up! (?_?)

The two stared at each other for a while, Huang Xiaodou couldn't hold back for a while, learned the old man's tone, and said: "Well, the disciple's name is Xifeng, the world's name, it's called Huang Xiaodou," Anyway, this senior can't get out, and it doesn't hurt to tell him his real name, "I haven't asked for advice yet, uh......" Huang Xiaodou couldn't get up for a while, and after a pause, he began to fiddle with his fingers:

Master's Master's Uncle......

The old-timer still has time than him, and he couldn't help but look at him, and he didn't prompt, just waiting for Huang Xiaodou to count his seniority.

Huang Xiaodou stared at the gloating gaze, confirmed it several times, and then raised his head and asked weakly, "What is the name of Uncle Shi?"

The old man continued to get along with his beards, and laughed: "Don't you call it out, the little old man is your uncle and ancestor, you are good." ”

Of course, Huang Xiaodou didn't just want to know this, and he didn't dare to offend the old man, so he could only mumble aggrievedly: "There are too many seniors in the ancestors of Qingshanmen, and I still want to go back and mention your old man to the master~ I can't just say that I met my uncle~" is still a "missing" uncle!

The old man just smiled slightly this time, as if touching his sad place, he waved his hand at Huang Xiaodou who looked curious, and said, "It's useless to tell you, as long as you get out of this eight-story building, except for what you ask for, all other memories will disappear......"