This man is in his early fifties, with a fat head and big ears, giving people a philistine and greasy feeling. No matter what dynasty such a person is in, he is nothing but a few stinky money. But his eyes are very special, especially those eyes, which give Luoyang a sense of déjà vu.

"We know each other?" Luoyang tried to talk to him.

"Hey, hey, hey......" The merchant laughed eerily.

Luoyang looked at him closely, and the feeling of déjà vu grew stronger and stronger, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person. He thought of a possibility, that is, this old scholar knew this businessman, and his consciousness was in this old scholar's body, so it was affected a little.

"Do you really not recognize me?" There was a sly smile on the corner of the merchant's mouth.

"Who are you?" Luoyang asked.

"Doctor Luoshen, you are really a noble person who forgets things."

Luoyang was puzzled in his heart, there are more than 100 Chinese surnames, and the probability that this old scholar is also surnamed Luo is less than one percent. And this old man wears the clothes of a scholar, and he is not a doctor no matter how you look at it. Then there is only one possibility, that is, the businessman in front of him knows his true identity, but how is this possible?

"Who the hell are you?" Luoyang looked directly into the merchant's eyes.

The merchant smiled and said, "Then I'll give you a hint, you've healed my leg."

Luoyang was stunned.

He thought of a person, Liu Youshui!

"Looks like you're surprised, right? Hahaha!" The merchant laughed.

"Are you Liu Youshui?" Luoyang needs to be confirmed.

The merchant nodded in acknowledgement.

Luoyang was shocked in his heart: "How is this possible?"

A dead man appeared in this strange space, turned into a merchant during the Tang Dynasty, and drank tea and listened to music with him in the Qinglou. No matter how he understood it, he couldn't accept it.

At this time, a girl came over and stood behind Liu Youshui. A very young girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, wore a pomegranate skirt, her blouse was open, and her chest showed a large patch of white. The face is also delicate, obviously childish, but there is a trace of cunning and ruthlessness in his eyes.

Luoyang saw this girl for the first time, but combined with the strange and complicated situation in front of him, coupled with the girl's position, he remembered another person.

"You can't be Jiang Yue, right?" Luoyang explores the tunnel.

"Long time no see, Doctor Roselle." The girl's voice was cold.

Luo Yang smiled: "It's true that I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to change careers to sell meat, but don't get me wrong, I don't have the slightest discrimination against people in this industry, I just think that with your character, you are unlikely to accept it."

"You don't know anything about the Ancient Society." The girl sneered, "You think my godfather and I are dead, your understanding of death is too narrow and superficial, and that is just our reincarnation."

Luo Yang said, "Luo Juexing told me before he died that the ancient society believed in reincarnation, and if someone went through the ninth life, it was a great achiever. You said that Jiang Yue who died in Sabah was your reincarnation, so what life is she your first life? What is your real name?" His gaze shifted to the merchant's face, "What's your real name?"

"A name is nothing but a meaningless symbol." The merchant avoided answering.

The girl sneered, "You are so superficial, how could Wuxu choose you?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Luoyang's mouth, and he seemed to grasp some thread: "In this way, we can be regarded as enemies to meet, how do you plan to take revenge?"

"I want to kill you, but *** dad dissuaded me, *** dad said when it was time to retrige, I think it's right." The girl said.

Luoyang said with a smile: "It is worthy of Mr. Liu, you have courage, so why are you here?"

"My godfather and I are trapped here." The girl said.

The merchant said, "Haven't you been looking for the Ancient Society, I'll take you, I'll do you a favor, and you can do me a favor."

"Do you know where the ancients are?" Luoyang asked.

The merchant lowered his voice, "To be exact

The Temple of the Holy Spirit, I know where it is, and I know how to get in."

Luoyang looked at the face full of fat: "In return, what do you want from me?"

"You can come with me first." The merchant got up and walked to the door.

The girl looked at Luoyang.

Luoyang hesitated, got up and followed.

The girl walked behind Luoyang.

Coming out of the gate of the green building, there is a wide stone road in front of you, which can accommodate four carriages to travel side by side. The street is full of people and shops, and it is a lively and prosperous scene.

Luoyang also saw blond-haired and blue-eyed Persians, dark-skinned Kunlun slaves, bargaining with traders in a stiff Heluo dialect. A carriage ran past the gate of the Qinglou, and a cat basking in the sun in front of the door was frightened, meowed, and jumped away. A plump woman put her arms around her child and cursed.

At this moment, Luoyang was in a trance.

If all this is an illusion, then who has the ability to create such an illusion? In the spiritual realm, where it can't be a certain witch weapon, if it is, it's really against the sky.

The merchant descended the steps and continued across the road.

"Let's go." The girl urged.

Luoyang went down the steps, looked back, and saw the plaque on the lintel of the Qinglou, which was engraved with three gilt words "Red Apricot Courtyard", which was quite calligraphy.

The girl looked at Luoyang expressionlessly.

Luoyang retracted his gaze and walked across the road, talking to the girl as he went: "You and your godfather didn't die on the same day, and the place where you died was tens of thousands of miles apart, how could you meet here?"

The girl didn't answer.

Luoyang said again, "Have you found your father? I've heard you say that your dad was actually killed by your godfather. I admire your open-mindedness, and you can afford to let go of the revenge of killing your father."

The girl snorted coldly, "People die and debts are gone, is it useful if I don't let go?" We are just duckweed in this world, and our purpose is to go ashore with the tide."

"I really can't see it, you still know Zen, what does it mean to go ashore?" Luoyang looked for something to tell her.

"Reincarnation, the culmination of nine lifetimes, that is, going ashore."

"How many lives have you and your godfather been around?"

"Why should I tell you? Let's go!" The girl's tone was a little fierce.

Luoyang shrugged his shoulders, crossed the road, and followed the merchant into an alley.

He also pondered in his heart what the girl said, the ninth generation of Li is ashore, so what is on the shore?

A picture popped up in his mind inexplicably, there was a row of antique shops standing by a big river, selling river fresh, foot washing, Sichuan hot pot or something, and the business was booming. There is a memorial arch on the street, on which the dragon and the phoenix dance are engraved with the words "Guhui Food Street......

The merchant stopped in front of a courtyard gate, glanced back at Luoyang, who was walking behind, and then stretched out his hand to push open the door and walked in.

Luoyang came to the door and stopped.

Behind the door is a small courtyard with five tiled houses, and a jujube tree is planted on the left side of the small courtyard, which is full of cyan jujubes, which are not yet ripe. The merchant stood at the foot of the date tree, and beside him was a well covered with a stone manhole cover.

"Let's go inside." The girl urged.

Luoyang said: "You go in first, I'm a little anxious, there is no one in this alley, I'll pee in this alley, and I'll come in after urinating."

"You're still a cultured person, vulgar." The girl looked disgusted and walked past Luoyang.

Luoyang suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.

Her arms are thin, her skin is warm, and the sense of touch is real.

But Luoyang still found a clue, and the moment he grabbed the girl's hand, his eyes caught a little colorful light, although it was fleeting, but he could still see it clearly.

The girl's eyebrows furrowed: "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, I am

I want you to help me watch people." Luoyang let go of his hand, and regardless of whether the girl agreed or not, he walked to the side of the door, scooped up his robe and prepared to release the water.

The girl took a sip and went into the courtyard.

An arrow of water was poured over the wall.

This time Luoyang really saw it, and the colorful light changes appeared again, just at the moment when the water arrow was poured on the wall.

Luoyang pressed a "pause" on the water arrow, accumulated it for two seconds, and then released it again.

Colorful light changes again, and the image is like hot water poured on a thin layer of icing, which is melted, revealing colorful candy.

A smile appeared on the corner of Luoyang's mouth.

Before, in the Red Apricot Courtyard, he just had a little bit of a feeling of grasping the end of the thread, but now this feeling has become a reality, and he has grasped it.

The girl suddenly poked her head out of the doorframe, and a pair of almond eyes came over.

Luoyang hurriedly took it back and pretended to complain, "Why are you like this?"

The girl retracted her head again.

Luoyang tidied up his clothes, entered the courtyard gate, and walked towards the jujube tree.

The merchant pointed to the slate manhole cover: "Doctor Luoshen, look at this manhole cover."

Luoyang's gaze fell on the manhole cover, and he was slightly stunned.

The slate manhole cover is engraved with a Dharma seal, the ancient and mysterious pattern is dense, difficult to count, it is the complex Dharma seal of the mouth he has ever seen.

"What kind of seal is this?" Luoyang asked.

The merchant said, "Aren't you looking for the lair of the Ancient Society, activate this seal, and you will be able to enter the Holy Spirit Temple of the Ancient Society."

Luoyang pretended to be excited: "That's great, but it's ......."

"But what?" The merchant asked.

Luo Yang said, "Since you know that behind this magic seal is the Holy Spirit Temple, can't you activate this magic seal yourself and enter it, why do you want me to come?"

"It's just you, we can't." The merchant said.

Luoyang looked into the merchant's eyes.

"It's normal for you to have doubts and scruples, but I'm definitely not lying to you, we are not qualified to enter the Holy Spirit Temple, we are trapped here and can't get out, if you activate this magic seal, we can all enter the Holy Spirit Temple." The merchant looked very sincere.

Luo Yang smiled: "Ji Chong, your acting skills are good, you act very well, but don't act next time."