Hearing that his old man actually had the intention of relieving his mouth, I was ecstatic in my heart, but on the surface I still maintained that pitiful expression, and rolled my eyes in refusal and said:

"Forget it, you better stop talking about it, lest some ice lump blame you again-"

"Hahaha,"

Hearing my duplicitous words, Mu Lao laughed loudly:

"You girl, it's really- you don't have many real skills, but you have a lot of cleverness. You don't want to think about it, old man, I have walked more bridges than you have walked, and I can't see this little ninety-nine in your heart?"

"Uh......"

Seeing that Mu Lao suddenly debunked the little abacus in my heart, my old face turned red, and I hurriedly opened my mouth to change the topic:

"That, that, didn't you say you had something to tell me? What the hell is it? Is it about Mo Yuzhu?"

Mu Lao listened to me and shook his head slightly:

"Don't think about Mo Zhu's matter...... However, I can tell you, Young Master Ling, why did he come to look for you. ”

"Oh...... Huh?"

When I first heard Mu Lao's words, I felt a little lost in my heart, but when I heard his next sentence, my depressed mood was immediately mobilized - but I was still a little lost inexplicably: sure enough, I guessed it - if there was nothing else, Bing Cube Ling would not come to me intentionally, and I didn't care if I was poisoned or not......

Thinking of this, I quickly shook my head, trying to shake off these inexplicable thoughts. I kept scolding myself in my heart: Luo He, classmate, is your old pharmacy Bilian okay? You are not someone who is Bing Cube Ling, it is enough for people to save me by the way, what else do you have to think about? Hurry up and solve the things in front of you is the most important thing you should do now, always think about those useless, no wonder you always have insomnia......

People are like this, only under the blow can they recognize the reality - after scolding myself in my heart, I found that my whole person is a lot more comfortable, and my mind is much clearer. So I struck while the iron was hot. Hurriedly asked Mu Lao:

"Grandpa Mu, what is he looking for me for?"

Mu Lao saw that I was silent for a long time, and he didn't say anything to interrupt my thoughts. It wasn't until I asked again that he spoke slowly:

"He's looking for you to ask you about dreams......"

Listening to what Mu Lao said, my heart tightened. I couldn't help but think of those strange dreams and the strange voices that often haunted my ears......

"Hiss......"

Thinking of this, I subconsciously gasped, and my body shivered uncontrollably.

Mu Lao probably felt that my hand holding him understood slightly, so his old man immediately stopped going down the mountain, turned around, and looked at me with some concern:

"What's wrong, girl?"

"Nope. It's okay," I shook my head with some trepidation:

"It's just a few nightmares coming to mind......"

Mu Lao looked at me who was in a trance, and sighed softly:

"Alas, it's really hard for you......" After Mu Lao sighed, he looked far away, looking at the place where the ice cube Ling left under the mountain, slightly moved, and then his old man took another step, and said to me as he walked:

"Let's hurry down the mountain. There are some things, some problems, only Young Master Ling - he can help you. ”

Seeing Mu Lao staggering down the mountain, I hurriedly followed. In his heart, he was quite curious: this old man called Young Master Ling, and he shouted Young Master Ling, and he seemed to respect Ice Cube Ling very much...... In this way, what is the origin of this ice cube ling?

Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked:

"Grandpa Mu. You always call for ice ...... Uh, no, Ling Wen...... You always call him 'Young Master Ling', what the hell is he...... What is the origin? Like you, is it a family of Chinese medicine?"

He ...... Alas, you'd better wait for him to tell you in person. ”

Mu Lao is always secretive about the matter of Bing Cube Ling.

I saw that it was no fun to ask him about the old man, so I had to shrug my shoulders helplessly, hugged him, and walked slowly down the mountain......

No more words along the way.

Just walked back to the courtyard gate of my grandmother's old house in silence - whether it was because of my age, I didn't feel anything along the way, but Mu Lao, who was already tired and a little out of breath.

Seeing that Mu Lao was so tired, he hurriedly didn't dare to delay, ran to the gate of the courtyard in three steps and two steps, and knocked on the closed iron door in front of the courtyard-

"Dangdangdang—"

"The door is unlocked. ”

Just when the echo of the iron gate had not yet dissipated in the courtyard, the familiar cold voice sounded in the house.

Hearing the movement of the ice cubes, I shouted an "oh" to the courtyard, and immediately, I used my strength to push open the courtyard door——

"Squeak-"

With a tooth-aching sound of the door opening, I finally returned to this familiar place - but at this time, I was not in the mood to sigh. Seeing the courtyard door open, I hurriedly supported Mu Lao, who was already a little out of breath, and walked towards the hall.

"Alas, people don't accept old age, it's really not good!"

Mu Lao, who was helped by me to walk into the courtyard, sighed lightly while adjusting his breathing slightly.

Listening to Mu Lao's slightly self-deprecating sigh, I didn't pick up the stubble - because at this moment, my heart has been filled with fog, and now, I am going to clear this fog.

Helped Mu Lao all the way into the hall.

As soon as I entered the room, the familiar figure of Bing Cuo Ling came into my eyes - at this time, he was sitting on a wooden chair in the hall, bowing his head, and sipping a cup of tea. Hearing me and Mu Lao approaching the hall, he slowly raised his head, his deep eyes swept over me and Mu Lao's bodies, and then, with his delicate chin, he slightly nodded at the two wooden chairs that had been placed next to him: "Sit down." ”

Looking at his indifferent appearance as if everything had never happened before, I couldn't help but mutter: If it is about acting skills, no one is better than Bing Cube Ling...... How many ups and downs does this have to go through before it can be cultivated?

However, although I admired him a little in my heart, on the surface, I was still "cold to Bing Cube Ling".

After helping Mu Lao to sit down on the chair on the right hand side of Bing Cu Ling, I decided to strike first, so I pretended to be disdainful, and sat directly on the chair opposite, squinting my eyes, putting on an expression that Lao Tzu was dragging like this, and said lightly:

"I heard...... You're going to ask me about dreams?"

Hearing my unkind tone, Bing Cube Ling still didn't have any mood fluctuations, just gently put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at me with a pair of deep eyes, and nodded slightly: "Since you know my purpose, let's say it." ”

"Huh. Looking at Bing Cu Ling's unquestionable appearance, I began to have some "fake play" - because his Xuan Bing face, at this moment, really looked extraordinarily underbeaten. I sneered and asked him, "You have to ask me, but you have to tell me what happened to you before this, and what are you going to do with this to ask me about my dreams?"

Bing Cube Ling seemed to have expected that I would be so "difficult", so when he heard my rhetorical question, there was still no expression on his face that had not changed for ten thousand years, and he just said lightly:

"You don't have to know that, you just have to tell me what you dreamed about. ”

Listening to his slightly commanding words, I went completely crazy again: "Hey, are you mistaken? Why are you still begging you to ask me about things?...... I'm still spending time with you today, if you don't say it, I won't say it! Anyway, I have time, and I'll delay it!"

"Oh?"

Bing Cube Ling listened to my words, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly:

"Aren't you afraid of nightmares?"

Looking at this rare slightly playful smile, I was stunned for a moment, thought about the strange female voice that sent chills down my spine, and then said with some confidence:

"No, not afraid!" (To be continued.) )