Chapter 60: The Puzzle

The young man's expression was relaxed when he was holding his son, but his eyes were cold and bright. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Seeing that Wei Xiao'an had already lost his first son in just a moment, he raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Xiao'an, and said, "What are you seeing?"

The young man raised his hand and another chess piece fell, Wei Xiaoan looked at him and said, "A memory." ā€

He was apprehensive, but he also glanced at the position of the young man's fallen son and went to catch the chess pieces himself. The moment he touched the chess piece, he saw a woman's face. But the face had no facial features, as if wearing a white mask.

The woman stood in front of the window, fiddling with several pots of succulents on the windowsill. Those pots of succulent green are rising well. The woman hummed softly as the sunlight outside the window hit her face, revealing a small shadow.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, which startled Wei Xiaoan. He felt as if he was standing aside, watching the woman walk past him like an invisible person. The woman opened the door and came in a tall man in a black suit. The man, wearing a pair of sunglasses, came in through the door. Wei Xiaoan opened his mouth slightly in shock, and was extremely surprised to see the incident.

He thought that he would still see a fantasy about himself when he picked up the chess piece again. However, what he didn't expect was that the hero this time was not him, but Qiangyi.

Qiang walked in and stood in the living room. The woman walked to the window, then picked up a pot of succulent meat and said to the many, "Look, it looks good." ā€

Qian Yi looked at her, with an indifferent expression on Wei Xiao'an's face that was all too familiar. "The grave keeper will be looking for you soon, so go back. ā€

A sneer appeared on his face that couldn't see his facial features: "Do you think I'll be afraid of him?"

Qian Yi put his hands in his trouser pockets and said seriously: "With your ability, you really won't be afraid of him, but I still don't think you need to stay outside, after all...... The circumstances of the world are not good for you. ā€

The woman glanced back at him, "You're actually caring about me?"

"Hori. He sat down on the edge of the couch, crossed his hands on his lap, and said, "You didn't notice...... Are you now on the verge of losing even the ability to be a normal person?"

The woman known as Hori seemed a little surprised, and said, "Why do you say that?"

Qian Yi pointed to her face and said seriously: "Haven't you looked in the mirror?

Hori screamed and rushed into the bathroom. Then there was a sudden voice in the bathroom, "How do I go out in the future?"

Qian Yi's face was expressionless, but he responded: "You should have known before you walked out of Yanyin Lake that without that side of the water and soil, even if you are in the world, you will not be able to live for more than half a year." Now counting, three and a half months have passed. It's normal that your mana fades and you can't maintain the appearance of a normal person. ā€

Hori walked out of the bathroom, then stood in front of the coffee table and faced him, and said, "Is there any way to delay the situation?"

Qian Yi shook his head and said, "I can't." ā€

The woman raised her hand and touched her face, which had no facial features, and said to Qianyi: "You said that I made a human skin and pasted it on my face, there should be no problem, right?"

There was a speechless expression on his face, "I'm just here to persuade you, as for how to choose, you can just do it yourself." ā€

Hori giggled, "In my opinion, you came to persuade me to go back because the grave keeper found out that you had secretly released me out of the grave keeper world, right?"

Qianyi looked at her and said, "Whatever you think, the relationship between me and the grave keeper is not what you imagined. I just don't want you to die outside because you've been on earth for too long. After all...... In the world of the grave keeper, there are still people waiting for you to go back. ā€

He clasped his hands around his chest and said, "You mean the old turtle?"

Hearing this, Qian Yi frowned, and said: "Jinghe Laojun is not as unbearable as you think, he is a good person and has great power. You are already living on other people's territory, do you think that if there is no party to allow you to get out of Yanyin Lake?"

Hori looked at him and said, "What do you mean by that?"

He said lightly, with the usual serious expression, "Why don't you ask him personally?"

Soon, he left his home. Wei Xiaoan felt like a soul following him, obviously he wasn't walking, but his sight was moving. Almost in the blink of an eye, the grave keeper's thatched hut appeared in front of him.

Outside the thatched house, a man in a black coat quietly looked at the iron kettle on the stove, and after hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and his eyes fell on the Qian Yi who walked in.

The man only glanced at it, then took a piece of sackcloth from the table beside him, and lifted the iron kettle from the stove through it. While pouring into the teapot, he said lightly, "Recently...... You seem to be out a lot?"

The footsteps were only slightly paused, and then he walked into the house. He sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals, then looked at the wax lamp on the table that never went out all year round, and said, "You know what I've been doing lately, why don't you ask me?"

The man looked unusually incongruous with a beard, a pair of round-framed eyes, and a hint of bookishness wrapped in his roughness. He just put the brewed teacup in front of Qianyi and said, "I'm waiting for you to tell me." ā€

Qian Yi took it indifferently, and his tone was indifferent that Wei Xiaoan had never seen before. "Why do you want to tell you?"

The man laughed, his voice hearty. He didn't taste it at all, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp. "You're always right to the grave keeper...... So hostile?"

Qianyi didn't answer, just refilled himself with tea and drank it slowly.

The man looked out at the night, and his deep voice was particularly magnetic. "It's a carp trapped in the lake. Have you ever wondered why she wants to trap an ordinary carp in her?"

He stopped drinking tea and watched as he had a subtle expression on his face. "What side have you seen?"

The man nodded and said, "I probably know a little more than you know." If he hadn't asked for it, I wouldn't have let her out of the thatched hut. ā€

Qianyi looked at him and asked, "Why did you want to trap her?"

The man slowly took a sip of tea and chuckled: "Because...... One day, the carp will cross the dragon gate. ā€

He sneered and said, "Not all carp will have such a day. ā€

The man looked at him and said seriously, "But there is such a day, but it includes Hori." Shi Fang once had a private glimpse of the way of heaven, so he was beaten back to the prototype, and he can only be an old turtle in this life. And that heavenly way is the fate of Hori. What kind of person was in the past? Why did he have to spy on the fate of an unknown carp?" The man looked down and chuckled, "You......"

Qiang frowned, "How am I?"

The man shook his head and said, "Everything is not in sight, but it is too shallow." ā€

With the man's last words, everything in front of Wei Xiao'an's eyes suddenly disappeared. In front of him, it was the action of the young man again. He suddenly felt that once such an illusion fell, it seemed that they didn't have to finish this game of chess, and it would probably take a long, long time for them to get out of this magical realm......