Su Ziqing plunged into the river, and the whole person was full of excitement and coldness...... It's cold...... She tried to open her mouth to call for help, but she took several sips of water, which tasted really unpalatable, full of earthy smell.

In Su Ziqing's last consciousness, there was a slippery thing approaching her, which seemed to be a fish to the touch, and she hugged the fish tightly, and then it didn't take long for her to fall into a deep coma.

When she came to her senses, she found herself lying on a wooden bed with no curtains, and a roof made of bamboo could be seen at a glance. Su Ziqing rubbed her head and sat up from the bed, feeling that her throat was very dry just as she wanted to speak.

She got out of bed and walked to the table, poured herself a glass of water, and drank a glass of water in two sips, and her throat was much more comfortable after drinking water.

Su Ziqing put the cup on the table and looked at the clothes on her body, still wearing yesterday's tea green clothes, but she didn't have a coat. As soon as she stepped out of the small bamboo hut, she saw an old man in a gray robe drinking tea with his back to her.

Su Ziqing immediately recognized that this old man was the old man who asked her to pick up shoes, and when she saw the old man, she was angry, walked over quickly, and asked sharply: "What are you doing here?"

"Don't be so excited, the old man brought you here, just to tell you something!" Not only did the old man not feel guilty, but he had a look of bringing you here for your good, and you have to be grateful to me.

"How do you know that I am a hidden spirit body?" Su Ziqing's arrogance was extinguished at once, an incredible expression appeared on her face, looking at the old man in front of her, she faintly felt in her heart that this old man was not simple, and it might be related to Wuming Mountain.

"Come... Sit down, let's have a good chat......" The old man turned over a teacup on the tea tray and filled the teacup with tea, then he spread out his hand and motioned for Su Ziqing to bring the tea himself.

Su Ziqing sat cross-legged with the old man face to face, and at this time, she noticed the surrounding scenery, the bamboo house where they were located was built on the edge of the lake, not far from the center of the lake, there was a group of wild ducks playing on the lake, sometimes diving, sometimes turning over the roots, and having fun.

She picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip of tea, and a fragrance slid from her mouth into her throat, surrounding her entire mouth, making herself reluctant to swallow it, it was really too mellow.

Although the tea was delicious, she didn't dare to drink more, and while putting the teacup back on the table, she said, "Say, I'll listen!"

The old man also put down the teacup, and looked at Su Ziqing with his pale golden eyes.

"I am the fifth son, the lord of the Five Ming Mountains. ”

"Goko, is this your name?"

Su Ziqing wanted to laugh, she had heard of Laozi, Zhuangzi, and Mencius, but she had never heard of Wuzi. But she couldn't laugh, because doing so would make her look rude, she was a well-educated person, how could she do such a rude thing, she forced down her smile, so she was serious.

Wuzi glanced at her, and he turned a blind eye to Su Ziqing, who was holding back his smile.

"There were Lao Tzu in your previous world, why can't our world have five sons?"

After speaking, he looked at Su Ziqing with a playful look and waited for her reaction. Sure enough, Su Ziqing listened to his words, and sighed in her heart, and as soon as the hand serving the tea was released, the teacup fell to the ground in an instant, broke in half, and the tea splashed on the ground.

"You...... How can it be...... Know I'm not from this world?"

In Su Ziqing's heart, only Baili Ming and Chiyou knew that she was not from this world, but she didn't expect that there was another person in this world who knew that she was from a distant world.

Now that the other party knows her details, she doesn't think she has anything to make others plot, so she generously admits it. Then the two of them talked a lot and talked for a long time, and during the time they were chatting, Baili Ming received an urgent letter from the shadow guard.

He was resting in the inn, when suddenly a black shadow landed on the window, and the black shadow knocked on the window, and when it knocked very regularly, only three times, one heavy and two light.

"Come in!"

Baili Ming, who was meditating on the bed, opened his eyes and put his legs down. The black-clothed shadow guard, who had received permission, entered the room through the window, knelt down on one knee, and handed the envelope in his hand to his master.

Baili Ming took the letter, opened it and looked at it, which immediately surprised him. Unexpectedly, the war of the tribe started so quickly, today the two sides are fighting, the first battle of the prosperous country was defeated, this is not the most surprising to him, what surprised him the most was the dead soldiers on the battlefield, all the corpses were turned into a pile of white bones in less than half an hour, how can this not be afraid.

He held the letter and did not speak for a long time, and the shadow guard who was kneeling on the ground did not get up, he kept kneeling there as if waiting for his master's reply. Baili Ming stood up and placed the letter in his hand on the candle flame, and in a few moments, the whole letter was burned to ashes.

"Spread the word to me that no one should go out of the city to fight, but first defend the city, and then the king will rush back. He threw the ashes from his hands into the paper basket and gave the order to the Shadow Guard.

Seeing the shadow guard leave, Baili Ming looked at the scenery outside the window, it turned out that it was already evening, and before he knew it, the day had passed, but the person he was worried about had not returned. It's false to say that he is not worried, how can he not be worried, it's just that he believes in Su Ziqing and his intuition.

But it was getting darker, and his heart began to waver, and he began to doubt his instincts. Fu Mo and An Yicheng, who went to look for Su Ziqing, came back, Baili Ming didn't go out, he was in his room, pricking up his ears and listening carefully to the sounds outside.

"Did you find it, are there any clues?" It was Lu Wanrou who spoke, and she seemed to be asking Fu Mo.

Fu Mo slammed his fist on the side of the door, made a muffled sound, and said in a bit of anger: "I haven't found it, there are no clues, don't let me know who kidnapped my sister, otherwise, Lao Tzu will definitely pull out his teeth and pull his bones......"

Then the door of the next room was opened, opened and closed, and it seemed that An Yicheng had not been found. After a while, there was a slamming sound of the door closing in the hallway, and suddenly the hallway became quiet again.

Baili sat quietly on the bed, and the endless darkness began to engulf him, as if there were countless Su Ziqing beckoning to him in the dark, and he still couldn't protect her. At this moment, there was a small voice in the corridor, and if you listened carefully, it seemed to be footsteps, and she walked towards him step by step.

Finally, the footsteps stopped in front of his door, and Baili Ming came behind the door in a flash, wanting to give the other party a hard blow.

"Squeak" The door was gently opened, and Su Ziqing walked in, but she didn't expect to be greeted by a choke.