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"You don't know?" Wu Que's eyes widened.

Zhang Xuezhu said softly: "My feelings tell me that I have to do this. ”

Although he said that he had to do this, Zhang Xuezhu spoke, but his eyes were confused and firm for a while.

Wu Que couldn't bear to ask any more, turned his head and walked out of the room.

The two returned to the stone house where Sheng Yu lived before, and prepared to ask her again.

There was no one in the lobby, and the beast bone cups on the table in the lobby were gone, only some boiling English medicine was scattered on the table.

"Holy rain. Wu Que called out loudly.

No one answered.

The two of them checked room by room, but they didn't see Sheng Yu, it seemed that she had left.

Wu Que and Zhang Xue only got out of the stone house and walked towards the altar.

Xiaomei held an animal skin in her hand, and was carefully supervising the work under the altar, she glanced at the animal skin from time to time, and then shouted a few times: "Here, here and again...... This hole is a little bigger......"

Wu Que patted Xiaomei on the shoulder.

Xiaomei looked back and said in surprise, "Hey, why are you again?"

Wu Que scratched his head and said, "That, Xiaomei, do you know which room Xiao Fei lives in? ”

Xiaomei pointed casually and said, "The first room in the east is it." ”

Wu Que was immediately overjoyed, and ran away with Zhang Xuezhu.

"Hey, do I know you?" Xiaomei shouted at the backs of the two of them.

"Yes. Wu Que didn't look back, and replied loudly.

"Do you really know?" muttered, shaking her head, and turning back to her work.

Wu Que and Zhang Xuezhu ran to the first stone house in the east, but saw that the door of this room was also open, and there was no one in the house.

The two rushed into the house and checked around, and all kinds of signs showed that like Shengyu, Xiao Fei had just left.

"Xiao Que, don't look for it, it must have been the person who took them all away just now. Zhang Xuezhu grabbed Wu Que, who was wandering around in the house.

Wu Que stopped, and was so angry that he slapped his palm on the stone table in front of him.

The stone table "clattered", cracked into several pieces, and fell to the ground.

"Xiao Que, don't worry, let's ask Xiaomei again. Zhang Xue comforted softly.

Wu nodded and ran back to the altar with Zhang Xuezhu.

This time, hearing their hurried footsteps, Xiaomei already knew that they were coming.

Seeing their disappointed eyes, Xiaomei asked suspiciously, "Why, I didn't find Xiaofei?"

The two shook their heads in unison.

Xiaomei thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that Aunt Die took them to see the Holy Lord?

Wu Que said in a deep voice: "There is indeed an urgent matter to find her, do you know where the Holy Lord is?"

Xiaomei's gaze turned around on the faces of the two of them, and she said, "I heard that the Holy Lord has left the customs and returned to the Holy Palace. But the Sacred Palace is not something that can be entered casually. You might as well come back here tomorrow and maybe meet her. ”

Wu Que's eyes flashed, and he turned around and prepared to leave.

Lord Zhang Xue glanced at the strange crystal building on the altar and asked casually, "Are they going to try this tomorrow?" ”

Xiaomei said: "That's right, the 'Turning Bones into Bridges' large array has been basically built, and they will try the effect of this large array tomorrow." ”

"Okay, let's come back tomorrow. Zhang Xuezhu nodded to Xiaomei, pulled Wu Que out of the altar, and walked towards the gate of the temple.

Exiting the temple gate, the two of them hurried back to the inn room and removed their masks.

Zhang Xue looked at Wu Que, who was sullen and walking around the room anxiously, and said, "Xiao Que, it is said that the Holy Lord's cultivation is only a trace away from breaking the saint and becoming a god. Let's go to the church tomorrow. ”

Wu Que sighed helplessly, stopped, suddenly his eyes flashed, he suddenly raised his head, and strode outside.

Zhang Xuezhu was suddenly in a hurry, his body shook, rushed to Wu Que's side, grabbed his arm, and said anxiously: "Xiao Que, you, you really want to go to the Holy Palace?"

Wu Que turned his head to look at Zhang Xuezhu and said, "Yes, are you going?"

Zhang Xue gritted his teeth and said, "I, I'll go!"

Wu Que smiled: "Haha, look at what scares you." I just want to go to the inn lobby to meet old friends, and it's not too late to go to the holy palace the day after tomorrow. ”

Zhang Xue was stunned and said, "Seeing an old friend in the lobby of the inn?"

Wu Que shook his head and said, "I don't know who it is, but I will know who it is when I see it." ”

Zhang Xue glanced at Wu Que: "Ha, you can pretend better than me." You think you're a prophet too?"

Wu Que pretended not to hear and strode through the corridor of the guest room to the end of the corridor connecting the lobby.

The lobby was filled with guests, and the buzzing and noisy sound wafted along with the aroma of fruit wine.

Wu Que looked up at the door of the inn, and several gorgeously dressed men were walking into the inn through the gate.

A fast-legged junior ran over and warmly received these men.

Immediately after, an old man with a stubly beard and ragged clothes slowly walked in from outside.

When the little two saw this poor old man, none of them were willing to come forward to receive him.

The old man looked up at the lobby, and saw that there were several vacant seats in the leftmost corner road, so he walked slowly towards it.

Walking to a stone table by the window, the old man sat down slowly, turning his head to look out the window.

Wu Que came to the counter, bought a large pot of fruit wine, and strode towards the left corner of the lobby.

Could it be that Xiao Que's friend turned out to be that sloppy old man? Zhang Xuezhu's eyes flashed with surprise, and he followed behind Wu Que and walked towards that side.

Wu Que walked to the stone table by the window, looked at the old man without blinking, and sat down slowly.

The old man looked out the window intently, ignoring the arrival of Wu Que and Zhang Xuezhu.

Seeing that the old man thought he was air, Wu Que reached out and took the jade wine glass on the table, filled the cups in front of himself and the old man, and muttered, "I can't imagine that the shrunken turtle will also have a bright day." ”

When the old man heard Wu Que's words, he slowly turned his head to look at him, and whispered: "It's not big or small, you should be spanked!"

Wu Que was scolded by this old man, Hao was not angry, he took the wine glass and drank it all, and said to himself with a smile: "Hey, it would be nice if the head of the turtle shrunk was as bold as its temper." ”

The old man suddenly shook his beard with anger, and said, "Boy, what do you want to say? ”

Wu Que slapped the table, turned his head to look at the movement around him, and then said in a low voice: "I want to go to the Holy Palace for a visit, do you dare to go?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at Wu Que directly, was silent for a few breaths, and suddenly grinned and said, "You don't like to have a long life, I don't." Go on your own, don't try to scratch the back. ”

Disappointment appeared on Wu Que's face, and he asked unwillingly: "Don't go either, don't go there, then what are you doing here?"