52. The mysterious old man is lonely

"Why is Master Li, do you think that this old man's life should not be so poor?" Li Sufang quickly noticed the strangeness in Li Boling's eyes, so she asked in a low voice.

"Indeed." Li Boling nodded slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, and said to himself: "Actually, there is nothing surprising about it, maybe it is difficult for them to adapt to this world." ”

"If they have only lived in this world for a few decades, we should indeed understand them, but if they have lived here for thousands of years and still can't change their tragic fate, then it is a bit of a stretch." Li Sufang glanced at the shabby signboard, and suddenly popped out such nonsensical words.

"Yes, natural selection, survival of the fittest, they are really lucky that they have not been eliminated by this world." Li Boling stood at the door of the restaurant and looked around for a while, making sure that there was no suspicious person following him before stepping into the door.

Compared to the store's décor and signage, the interior furnishings are more shabby, and together with the oil-stained walls and the small, stuffy space, they create an extremely oppressive and impetuous environment.

Not long after, a slightly low bell suddenly sounded in the back kitchen of the restaurant, as if to remind them to come in and sit.

Seeing this, Li Sufang and Li Boling both looked at each other, and then each signaled his subordinates to stay where they were to be in charge of guarding, and they walked into the kitchen cautiously one after the other.

However, as soon as they entered this room, they were choked by a strong smell of oil smoke, and when they looked closely, it turned out that someone was standing in front of the stove stir-frying vegetables and stewing meat, and in the corner behind the person's side, there was a dark wooden door more than one meter high, which must have been the residence of the mysterious old man.

They couldn't help but cough lightly, and they all clenched their noses in unison, after all, as high-ranking figures in their respective organizations, it was rare for them to come to such a dirty, crowded, and greasy place, so it was reasonable for them to feel uncomfortable.

Without stopping, they quickly walked through the kitchen, pushed open the wooden door, and slowed down, gasping for breath, and keeping their eyes open and curiously looking around.

In front of them was a medium-sized chamber of about 20 square meters, with a spiral staircase in the middle, connected to the unknown area below, and a few leather sofas and white coffee tables in the corners.

"You guys take a seat first, the dish isn't ready yet." Just then, an old voice came coldly from the bottom of the spiral staircase.

"Old man, in extraordinary times, you can calm down." Li Sufang said helplessly, and then leaned back, wanting to see what was under the spiral staircase, but she didn't see anything of value except for two lit kerosene lamps.

"Oh, the truth is compelling, those who can't sink their hearts have already been taken back to heaven by the Creator, and only those who have settled down can live in peace and security in this world." After a while, a black-clothed masked man about 140cm tall carried a dim kerosene lamp and walked slowly up the spiral staircase.

"The old gentleman's analogy is really inappropriate, shouldn't the kingdom of heaven be an ideal society of freedom, equality, and fraternity? How did it get to the old gentleman's mouth, it seemed to have become a dirty place to store the corpse. Li Boling smiled faintly and continued.

"Haha, the old gentleman said and laughed, no matter how beautiful the kingdom of heaven is, you and I can't see or touch it, so I have to imagine it as an evil place, so that my desire to survive will burn forever." After hearing what he said, the old man couldn't help laughing, and then slowly explained.

"Indeed, the afterlife is too distant and unpredictable, so instead of struggling to think about the ethereal, we might as well base ourselves on the present moment and think about the laws of survival." Li Sufang couldn't help but nodded and said with a serious face.

After the guys at the restaurant served a sumptuous meal, they also began to discuss the matter of the Snow Mountain Scroll.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my companion Sulmo has been missing for 6 hours, and must have encountered an accident, so we must not only find the second fragment of the Snow Mountain Scroll on this trip, but also rescue them safely." Silence was silent for a moment, and then said with a little worry.

"What are the terrifying existences in the secret space?" Driven by curiosity, Li Boling raised his head, and immediately raised the deep questions in his heart.

"I don't know, it could be the cold-blooded and ruthless defenders left behind by King Guzd, or it could be the intruders who sneaked in." Silence swept through the plates of food as she replied to him in a tone of less certainty.

"I see." Li Sufang pretended to be very enthusiastic on the surface, but in her heart it was a different scene, because whether it was the Guzde people who wanted to return to the other world, or the Songxintang and Seviyin who were chasing interests, they were all invisibly forced to cooperate, and there were huge contradictions and conflicts between all parties, so the answers from the other party's mouths were incomplete or even wrong.

By the time they arrived at the northern pier of Patna, it was 4 a.m.

Although the night was still thick at this time, because the dock was extremely surrounded by Delhi soldiers who were constantly patrolling, so they had to make sure that they avoided the extremely vigilant gaze of the soldiers while not making a sound.

Passing through a dense field of reeds without danger, they hurriedly boarded a pre-prepared speedboat and headed quickly towards the depths of the Ganges.

"Your Excellency, the patrol boat of the Delhi army has spotted us!" Araujo's eyes widened suddenly, and he pointed to a blinding white spot of light in the direction of the side and back, rather frightened.

"Don't panic, we'll enter the secret space right away, and even if we lend them a hundred guts, they won't catch up." Silence said with a smile on his eyebrows, and then ordered the fisherman who was driving the boat to speed up again.

How dare the fisherman disobey, I saw him grit his teeth and step on the accelerator of the speedboat to the maximum.

For a moment, the speedboat was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, facing the boundless darkness in front of it, and rushed straight away.

"They, sure enough, retreated." Araujo froze for a moment, and then spoke incoherently.

"It seems that this secret space really hides an inexplicable superpower." Li Boling nodded slightly, and suddenly remembered a mysterious letter he had received not long ago, which stated that there was no other way to send the members of the Bengal mission back to Bangladesh safely than through a floating secret space near the northern pier of Patna.

It's just that who is the person who wrote this letter? Why was he so kind to "help" Severin and rescue the members of the mission who were under house arrest?