The Last Volume Ninety-Nine to One_Afterword 1 Familiar people
Half a month later.
I stood in front of an old mansion in Nanjiang, motionless, surrounded by a blood ghost sedan chair, and two blood beasts stood straight in front of the house like me.
Inside the blood ghost sedan chair, there is the Golden Palace Dragon.
Half a month ago, I separated from the Ghost King and Wang Yanan, and under the guidance of the Ghost King, I came to find the old man Nanjiang Peng, with the purpose of restoring the sanity of the Golden Palace Dragon.
I was used to seeing his vigor and humor, and I couldn't bear to see him as childish now, and I wanted to find a way to help him regain his former sanityβthis was one of the things I had to do.
Before coming to Nanjiang, I went to the place where I duel with Yoyo again, but I never found any trace of the cold man, there was nothing in that place except the traces of me and the yo-yo duel, and there was no trace of the cold man.
I decided to help the Golden Temple Dragon regain his senses first.
The ghost king told me that the old man Peng of Nanjiang had forgotten him in the book of life and death because of the negligence of the underworld, so he had lived for hundreds of years.
As the saying goes, people grow old and become fine, and this old man Peng has lived too long. A few hundred years old, equivalent to the age of a person's life, not to mention the extensive knowledge, but also all kinds of anecdotes, maybe he can know how the Golden Palace Dragon can return to normal.
"Fengzi, I've heard of such a person before, and I can't guarantee that he will be able to help you." Before leaving, the ghost king's expression was solemn, "Actually, there is nothing bad about being so carefree...... I know what I'm saying is useless, so you might as well try it. β
He's right, it's good to be carefree like a child.
But I don't want to see the Golden Palace Dragon like this.
I drove for more than ten days and ran thousands of miles, and finally found the residence of Old Man Peng in the mouth of the Ghost King, and wanted to ask Old Man Peng for help.
Unexpectedly, we stood at this gate for a few days, but we never saw Mr. Peng, his family said that he was now sick in bed and would not see strangers, so they sent me to leave quickly.
Before I came, I expected this to happen, so I said loudly: "Old man, I have come thousands of miles to find your old man, just to help my brother restore his previous appearance. If it's inconvenient for the elderly now, then I can wait. If it's inconvenient for you for a day, I'll wait for a day; If you are inconvenient for a month, I will wait for a month, and I hope your old man can help. β
"Oh, I've already told you, our old man is sick now, and he can't see the guests, so you better leave quickly!" Seeing that I suddenly spoke, the person who came out to drive me away was taken aback, took a quick look at the room, and then lowered his voice and said: "Young man, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's really that our old man has never seen a guest, even if you stand for a year, he won't come out to see you, why do you have to wait so long?" β
I smiled at him slightly, "My brother's situation is more important to me than my life, so I will definitely not leave without seeing the old man, I hope to bring my words to the old man." β
When the man saw that I didn't eat oil and salt, he stomped his feet and said angrily: "You said that you are a person, I am for your own good, and you will not be delayed here." If there is anything wrong with your brother, go to the hospital for treatment, if our old man does not see you, you will not delay the treatment of your brother's illness. β
I bowed deeply, still smiling, "I'm sorry for you, I hope to convey my words to the old man." β
The man knotted, looked at me, stomped his feet again, and finally had no choice but to go back. After a while, he came out to pick me up again, but no matter how he tried to pick me up, I always smiled and didn't look angry.
The two blood beasts couldn't hold it back, and wanted to pull out Old Man Peng, but I held it down and didn't let them act rashly.
And so I waited outside for five days.
On the evening of the fifth day, the person who had been coming out to pick me up came out again, walked up to me in surprise, looked me up and down, and said curiously, "It's strange, my old man is rarely harsh, and he doesn't see strangers, why is he willing to see you today?" β
I breathed a long sigh of relief, it seems that I have been waiting outside for five days, and the old man Peng is finally willing to see me!
"Sincerity is spirituality." As the man talked to himself as he led me into the house, I said to him lightly.
The man nodded, and suddenly realized, "Yes, there have been many people who have come to look for the old man before, but there has never been one like you, who can stand outside the door for five days." Maybe that's why the old man agreed to meet you. Young man, you have a future, and you can actually let the old man see you as a stranger, and most of what you want is hopeful. β
Hearing this man say this, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart: this person can say this, most of the things I want to ask for are hopeful.
I followed the man slowly into the courtyard, and walked around a few corners and through a corridor before I came to a room.
"You stand outside for a while, I'll go in first and tell the old man." As I walked to the front of the room, the man whispered to me, and when I nodded, he immediately stepped over the threshold and walked into the room, motioning for me to stand outside and wait.
I had been waiting for the first five days, not to mention such a little time, after the man went in, I stood patiently outside and waited.
Before waiting for the man to come out, I looked at the room in front of me, but after only a few glances, I felt strange - not to mention that this house is very old, gloomy and lifeless, and the general house pays attention to the doors and windows are bright, ventilated and breathable, but this old man Peng's house is wrapped in airtight, and a thick black cloth is pasted on the window, as if he is afraid of a little wind penetrating it.
However, I looked outside for a long time, and I didn't understand why this old man Peng put a thick black cloth on this window.
While I was studying, a crack opened in the door, and the man stepped out, pointed to the room, and whispered, "The old man let you in alone." β
"Alone?" I was a little surprised, and I asked about it, for fear that I would hear it wrong.
"It's just one person." The man nodded, also with a look of surprise, and whispered to me, "The old man lets you go in alone, you can go in alone, don't say so much." By the way, the old man likes to be clean, you pay attention. β
This man kindly reminded me, and I was grateful, and immediately nodded in thanks, "Thank you for reminding me." β
After thanking the man, I cautiously pushed the door open, and in a flash I entered the room, then gently closed the door again, and stood in the doorway.
The room was dark, there was no light, only a very fresh and clean smell, but I couldn't see where Old Man Peng was.
"Hello old man." After standing at the door, thinking of this old man Peng's strange personality, I bowed deeply, "I'm really sorry to take the liberty of bothering me, I hope the old man doesn't mind." β
After I finished speaking, the room was quiet, and there was no movement.
The nerves in my whole body immediately tensed.
But after a moment of tension, I suddenly laughed - I had been in an extremely stressful environment for too long, so I didn't consciously have such a reaction.
Although the room was quiet now, there was no danger in the slightest.
Sure enough, just as I laughed, a voice suddenly rang out, "Since I let you in, I don't mean to blame you." It's just that I didn't expect that you would come and beg me. β
Before coming, the ghost king told me that the old man Peng had lived for hundreds of years, and I thought that this old man Peng must be a white-haired crane-skinned old man, but I didn't expect that the old man's voice was actually calm and low, not old.
What's even stranger is that his voice has a faint familiarity.
"Old man, listen to you, do you know me?" I sensitively grasped the last sentence of Old Man Peng and asked curiously.
"It's not an acquaintance." Old Man Peng hesitated for a moment, and then said, "However, I know that your identity is very. I was surprised that you could find me, so I asked my family to invite you in. β
He said politely, but the room was always dark, and Old Man Peng didn't even mean to turn on the light, let alone let me see what he looked like.
I suddenly had a thought - this old man Peng should not be someone I know, he was afraid that I would recognize him, so he deliberately didn't turn on the light, right?
"Old man, are you going to chat with me like this?" Thinking of this, I smiled, asked half-jokingly, half-seriously, and waited quietly.