"This old man, I don't know what kind of place this is?" Zhang Fan asked the old man politely.

"Uncle?" The old man's brows moved slightly when he heard this, he touched his face strangely, looked at his body carefully, and nodded slightly after a while and said: "Well, indeed, now in your eyes I am an old man, forget it, this is also a helpless thing, who told you that you have almost no strength now." Zhang Fan didn't understand the old man's words and continued to ask: "Uncle, you haven't told me where this is?"

"Oh, yes, you can think of it as the space where your own consciousness is on the edge of life and death, in short, your own world of consciousness. ”

Listening to the old man's words, Zhang Fan was stunned, he was stunned not because he couldn't understand the old man's words, but because he was stunned that he came to this space itself, seeing Zhang Fan's confused appearance, the old man beckoned Zhang Fan to sit down and said: "Come, do it, this is your own place, don't be so restrained, come and taste this tea, it's very good, it's exactly what you need now." ”

Zhang Fan sat down and asked, "Uncle, you said this is my own consciousness world?" But how did I come here, uncle, tell me what the hell is going on. “

The old man poured Zhang Fan a cup of hot tea carefully: "Eh, don't always call me the old man, I know that I am old, you don't have to remind me so much, I will meditate." “

"Then do I call you an old man or an old heart?"

The old man enjoyed the hot tea and said, "You are free, you are happy." Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be curious and raised the teacup, exhaled the hot breath, tasted it carefully, just into the mouth, a rich sweet tea fragrance suddenly came to the nose, the moisturizing tea until it entered the abdomen, on the way through the esophagus kept moisturizing the heart and lungs, a feeling that made Zhang Fan's mind gradually settle down swept the whole body, a long exhalation of turbidity, Zhang Fan looked at the tea in his hand in surprise, all the troubles and discomfort were with the tea into the stomach, disappeared.

"Old Ming, what kind of tea is this, so delicious. “

The old man continued to make a pot of hot tea and said, "How about it? It's not bad, as for what kind of tea this is, you don't understand it now, anyway, it's a good thing." “

After tasting a few cups of hot tea in a row, Zhang Fan's previous discomfort was gone, and the old man sat opposite Zhang Fan at this time and said: " Okay, the tea is also drunk, it's time to get down to business, you already know my name, you can see me as a tenant who temporarily lives in your consciousness world, of course, I will pay the rent, I won't live in your place in vain, you can rest assured, as for my origin, that is, a bad old man who was treated unfairly by fate, and now I am a remnant soul, once I leave your consciousness world, it will disappear immediately. “

Looking at Zhang Fan's puzzled eyes, the old man fell into deep memories and said: " I'm a top master who has experienced 10,000 years, but 2,000 years ago, I predicted that I would have a peerless catastrophe, so I decided to make a major breakthrough in the origin, but at the last critical moment, a person I love the most, the most trusted person stabbed me in the back, I even remember her expression at that time, I don't understand, our relationship has always been so deep that we have entrusted our souls to each other, hey, so I used up my last bit of strength, secretly sent my soul out, wandering in the world, as the long years passed, my strength gradually disappeared, so now I can only rely on you. “

Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel sad for Mingxin when he heard this, and when he remembered that he was also deeply hurt by a girl who loved him so much, he immediately sympathized, this is also love, and the taste of love is only understood after experiencing it: "Old Man, then you ......" Zhang Fan also knows that such a thing can only go through by himself, no matter how much others say, it will not help.

Seeing Zhang Fan's sad face, Mingxin's original face with a serious and sad memory began to laugh uncontrollably, Zhang Fan looked at Mingxin with great confusion, only to see Mingxin smile and say: "You kid, you really believe it, hahaha, ouch, where did so many peerless masters in this world die for you to pick up, why can't you forget your ruthless little girlfriend?"

When Zhang Fan heard this, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, this guy was obviously playing with himself, and the black lines on his face were about to drown this damn old guy.

Annoyed like Zhang Fan, who was about to explode, he said in his heart: "Okay, you don't have to be so angry, it's not like a joke, and I know everything about you, which means that I have been with you for a long time, think about it, have I harmed you?"

Seeing that Zhang Fan's face was a little better, the old man handed over the tea again and said: "Okay, there are some things that I don't want to tell you, it's just that the time has not yet come, you just need to understand that I won't harm you." “

"Mine is the matter, I will have time to tell you in the future, now you better hurry up. The old man pointed to the sky outside, only to see that the originally blue sky outside was now full of red clouds, and the gale was raging, Zhang Fan looked at the scene of the storm and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, wasn't this okay just now?"

The old man walked outside the pavilion, looked up at the sky with his hands on his shoulders and said: "Okay, you have drunk the tea, and your mind is settled, go out quickly, the friend outside you is in a hurry, I advise you, your friend's origin must not be simple." Zhang Fan remembered the dangerous situation of Hellaire just now, remembered that he had been protecting himself since he left the city, and said with emotion: "I also think, but in my opinion, he did not harm me, but is still helping me protect me, and my intuition tells me that he is a good friend." “

The old man just looked at Zhang Fan slightly, and slightly agreed: "Well, you can do it if you think it's good, okay, let's talk about it later, if you don't go out, that guy's strength will make no grass grow here." Just when Zhang Fan wanted to ask how to get out, the old man's palm shook slightly, and for a while Zhang Fan only felt that his back was instantly sucked by a strong suction force that he couldn't resist, watching the surrounding scenery slowly disappear into the darkness, and the old man's voice came to Zhang Fan's mind again: "Boy, remember, when we were a grasshopper on a rope, I will be scattered if you die, my ability can only save you this time, be careful yourself, if you want to find me, go to sleep, come to me in your dreams, now you can only do it in this way." ”