"I told you that he is not human...... "The spiritual cultivator is quite concerned about this question.

Shaoqing didn't care about him, climbed down from the tree, and was about to go to the lake, Lingxiu didn't hold him with one hand, and the kid rolled into the lake, people who have always had bad water sex in this kind of place are sinking harder, Lingxiu took him out, and looked at the guy who fell into the soup chicken It was also strange, "You can't go down in this place, how did you go down to the Netherworld in the first place?"

Shaoqing choked and only spit out water, these days his brain is not very bright, he is difficult to answer this question for a while, spiritual helpless, in the end can only find a broken boat on the shore, it seems that someone left it here a few years ago, the bottom is gone, fortunately, the shelf is still there, floating on the water for a distance is still not a problem for spiritual cultivation.

Urging the boat to move forward, the night has fallen, the drizzle is still there, but the night sky is boundless and starry, reflected in the blue lake full of dreams.

Shaoqing lay on the frame of the boat and looked at this extremely strange scene, the stars can show their faces, which means that there are no dark clouds on it, and who brought this rain without dark clouds?

Lingxiu floated on the bow of the boat and kept silent, holding his sleeves and looking ahead, the kid behind Ren pouted his ass and fished for stars in the lake, like a stupid second egg, it seems that the virus of Bai Kui's growth cycle is really not simple, I don't know if I will be infected if I stay with him for a long time?

Eh, I knew I wouldn't have taken this job, part-time jobs are really risky.

The boat walked leisurely, walked for a long time, saw a small shed boat swinging in the middle of the lake, lit a dim boat lamp, a man wearing a hat sat quietly on the bow of the boat, holding a fishing rod there to fish, the faint shadow opened a long shadow on the lake, with the ripples slowly undulating, in this strange weather looks so weird.

Looking at it from afar, I can't help but think of a poem, "This is called the flight of thousands of mountains and birds, the extinction of thousands of paths, the lonely boat, and the cold river and snow alone!"

"This is a lake, it's not winter, and there's no snow, you fart!" Lingxiu glanced at the second egg in the back.

Shaoqing was speechless, and put away the umbrella in his hand that was half blown by the wind, "There are no fish here, what is he fishing?"

Lingxiu shrunk his neck, "What about fishing you, don't you see it?"

Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, "Jiang Taigong fishes the bait." ”

Devotional, "Who is Jiang Taigong?"

Shaoqing, "I don't know. ”

Devotional, "......"

Rolled his eyes, patted the boat and went forward, when he was about twenty meters away from the boat, he called "old man", the people on the boat did not respond, and rowed forward for more than ten meters, and then called again, but there was still no response, and the spiritual cultivation floated over, stretched out his hand and lifted the hat on the head, and without waiting for Shaoqing to exclaim, he looked at the old man's face and revealed.

Day, I really thought it was a scarecrow.

Lingxiu couldn't help but take a few steps back, looked at the person in front of him who was staring at him, and smiled awkwardly, "I thought it was a dead one!"

Shaoqing on the boat almost didn't get into the water, took out the portrait in his arms and looked at it, although it didn't look like it, but it was always a little godlike, so he paddled with both hands and rushed over, and was busy apologizing to the old man, the old man looked seventy or eighty years old, his hair and beard were white, and his eyes were not much light, he looked at the two boys in front of him and was stunned for a while, and finally looked at the person floating in the air before he spoke, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Lingxiu was speechless, and his feelings knew that these two were looking for him, and he was still hiding here to sell Guanzi, but in the end he had to speak, "It's not me who you're waiting for, it's him." He raised his hand and pointed to the guy beside him.

Shaoqing pointed his two fingers at himself, a little emotional, "I'm me, I'm here to find you, you're the Emperor of Dongyue, right?"

The old man stared at him for a moment, and then let out an "oh", "No." ”

The answer was contradictory, Shaoqing didn't figure out what he was answering for a while, so he watched the old man put away the fishing rod in his hand, and it was not until this time that he realized that the fishing rod not only had a hook, but also a fishing line.

I'll go......

The old man put away the fishing rod and got up slowly, but he didn't ask the two people in front of him what they were doing here, and when they entered the shed, Shaoqing and Lingxiu didn't dare to make a mistake outside, but the old man lifted the curtain to greet them.

The boat is not big, the small shed is not high, and the space is not large, plus the furnishings inside, it seems a little crowded when the two people go in again, but fortunately, they can still stand on their feet, Shaoqing looked at the person lying on the stern shop.

Like the grandson of this old man, he was young, lying there without saying a word, probably asleep, looking like a shrewd man, but he didn't know his identity after all.

After the old man greeted them, he sat down at the small square table, looked at the hot water boiling on the stove, and put the fish material that had been prepared on the side when it boiled, Shaoqing knew, this is to make soup, it seems that what Ning Wan said is really good, this old man likes to eat fish, he knew that he would have brought a few, maybe he would have seen it a long time ago.

After putting the food, the old man sat down on the small stool, and the two people behind him were a little embarrassed.

Lingxiu poked the kid next to him with his elbow and whispered, "Why don't you take the initiative to find someone?"

Shaoqing coughed, and was about to speak to the old man over there, but who knew that the people raised their hands and waved, meaning that they didn't want him to speak, and for a while the small shed was quieter, and the breathing of the people over there sleeping couldn't be heard.

It took so many days when I came here, and I looked for two or three days after I came here, and now I'm finally in front of me, and I'm not allowed to speak, so I'm panicking, right?

Shaoqing smelled the fragrance that gradually spread, and waited tormentedly, inevitably remembering those garbled things in his heart, Bai Kui was still on the verge of life and death, Chongli was still placed in the soul lamp and could not be summoned, the corpse Jiu was not dead, and his eldest brother who was hidden in the shadows didn't know what to do, and the people who held a funeral for themselves below, he spent more than half a month here, and I really don't know what happened over there now.

The aroma of the soup became stronger and stronger, making the stomachs of people who hadn't eaten much rumble like drums, and they looked at the person lying there who was almost dying, wondering if the old man over there was waiting for him to wake up, right?