Under Yechen's puzzled gaze, Mu Lao slowly walked to the front desk of the restaurant and talked a few words with a waitress there.

The waitress looked to be about twenty years old, in the prime of a girl's life, but like everyone else in the town, her eyes were extremely cold, and there was no expression on her face.

Although the front desk was not far from Yechen's location, under the control of Mu Lao, their conversation was not heard by Yechen.

After talking to her for a few words, Mu Lao turned around and beckoned in the direction of Yechen.

The woman, on the other hand, hurriedly entered a small door behind the front desk and disappeared from Yechen's sight.

"What's wrong, Grandpa Mu?"

Yechen walked two steps quickly, came to Mu Lao's front and asked respectfully.

"We'll stay here tonight and head to the far north as fast as we can tomorrow morning."

After speaking, Mu Lao turned around and walked towards the stairs, his expression did not change much, he was still so gentle.

When Yechen heard this, he hurriedly took a few steps forward and walked up the stairs holding Mu Lao's arm.

Although he knew that with the strength of this old man, he was far from the point where he needed help.

But there is still a minimum of respect......

......

It was night, Yechen put his hands behind his head, lying on the simple cot in the restaurant room and closing his eyes to recuperate.

He and Mu Lao are located on the third floor, which is also the highest floor of this restaurant, and each person has a separate room.

The furnishings in the room were very simple, except for a simple cot and a normal soul guide lamp, there was nothing else, not even a window.

The door of the room is also the simplest wooden door, there is no lock on the outside, and it can only be plugged in from the inside.

Yechen tried to enter a meditative state, but found that his mind could not be stilled at all, and his mind kept thinking about what had happened in this town this evening.

Everything here seems to reveal an eerie atmosphere, and although it looks full of life on the surface, there is actually a lifeless smell hidden in it.

It's not just the expressionless inhabitants, but also the ancient customs and architecture.

Even Mu Lao's performance today made Yechen feel extremely weird.

And he always had a feeling that this town store seemed to have some special connection with his own background.

But this is just an ethereal feeling, and of course it is just an illusion.

What is the specific situation, at present, if Mu Lao does not reveal it to himself, then if he wants to investigate, the difficulty coefficient is undoubtedly very large.

He was almost certain that Mu Lao definitely knew something, but he didn't know why and didn't tell himself.

"Why don't you ask Grandpa Mu directly?"

Yechen thought about it, this is the simplest and most crude way, and it is also the most direct.

But he also understands Mu Lao's character, if the other party wants to tell himself, he has already said it downstairs just now.

But if the other party doesn't want to tell him, then it's useless to ask.

......

Just when Yechen kept thinking nonsense, there was a soft knock on the door in the room next door belonging to Mu Lao.

Hearing the sound, Mu Lao sat up with his body lying on the bed on his side, but did not get up.

Gently raising his right arm, a faint soul power replaced his hands to open the door.

As the rudimentary wooden door opened, a creaking sound echoed in the hallway.

The room here is so basic, but strangely soundproofing is surprisingly good, and Yechen who is lying on the bed next door doesn't hear a sound......

After the door of the room was opened, a figure walked into the room and finally stopped in front of Mu Lao.

The figure belonged to an old man, dressed in a robe of unknown material, standing barefoot on the wooden plank of the room, and a thick layer of calluses was clearly visible on the surface of his feet.

The old man wore a fisherman's hat made of animal skins on his head, and the shadow of the brim obscured at least half of his face in the light of the light.

However, just by looking at the exposed part, it can be seen that he is already very old, and there are even more ravines than Mu Lao's face.

"Why are you here now?"

Old Mu's silver-white eyebrows furrowed slightly and gathered in the middle, and it could be judged from his questioning that he obviously knew the old man who knocked on the door.

"It's been delayed because of something."

The old man's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone didn't seem to be mixed with any emotion, it was very flat.

"Is that him?"

The old man's eyes, hidden in the shadow of the brim of his hat, shone brightly, and he looked at Yechen locked on the wall of the room.

It was as if through this wall that he could directly see Yechen's tossing and turning figure.

Facing the old man's inquiry, Mu Lao nodded, and his eyes were also fixed on the direction where Yechen was, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Absorbed by the magic stone?"

This time, the old man's tone finally changed, there were doubts, but more solemn.

Mu Lao pondered for a moment and said, "I have already absorbed it, it took eighteen days, and this time I came here to go to the extreme north to pick up that 'thing'." ”

As soon as these words came out, although Mu Lao couldn't see the old man's expression, he obviously noticed that the other party's body was trembling.

This made Mu Lao a little surprised, in his cognition, he had never seen the other party react like this.

It is clearly a state that will appear subconsciously in the horror of the heart!

"Eighteen days, it's actually eighteen days, as far as I know, she was back then, but it took a month to complete the fusion ......"

"However, now is not the time, he can't take that thing with him at the moment, but he can go over and get some unexpected benefits."

After the old man finished speaking, he took out a black cloth from his arms and put it on the head of the bed beside Mu Lao.

Something seemed to be wrapped in the black cloth, and the luster of gold and silver radiated through the surface into the room.

"When his strength reaches the five rings, I'll hand it over to him."

After saying this, without waiting for Mu Lao to respond, the old man in the cloth turned around and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Mu Lao's body sitting on the bed suddenly stood up, although his body was already in a bent state, it could still be clearly seen.

He actually bowed deeply to the old man in front of him, yes, a bow!

This scene is too appalling.

Among the people who are still alive on the mainland, Mu Lao's rank is almost the highest, but this old man can actually let him treat him so politely!

"Zikun, before Xiao Chen grows up, the safety of the mainland depends on you."

Mu Lao's words contain infinite respect, not because of the identity of the other party, but because of what he is doing so far.

With that one thing alone, he can afford such a big gift from Mu Lao.