Everyone in the whole Xiqi City knows everyone, and the most lively place at night is the Caichun Building that stands in the downtown area.

In the past, lanterns were hung high every day, reflecting half of the long street, and the charming women and walked out in an endless stream of people in and out of the near stop.

Whether it's windy or rainy, Caichun Building has never been closed as it has been recently.

At this time, although the fire and candles were still lit in the Caichun Building, it was deserted, and even those beautiful women with thin clothes and white skin had never seen half of their figures.

Only on the steps of the second floor was squatting on the only male guy in the Caichun Building, the guy was holding his cheeks, looking at the flickering candle flame and smiling inexplicably.

At this moment, a huge Tai Chi Bagua formation suddenly appeared out of thin air at the end of the Iron Cable Cloud Bridge, and the guy hurriedly stood up, lifted the lantern on the side, and walked over stupidly.

When the gossip gate was facing the cloud bridge, the old man with pockmarks on his face was patting Di Chen'er's shoulder and appeared there, and then he saw that the Tai Chi gossip that had been erected turned into a glowing light and flew into the cumbersome and complicated copper-brown compass that the old man was holding in his left hand, as if engraved with the stars and the sea, good fortune and good fortune.

The guy leaned forward and smiled:

"My grandfather has instructed, after seeing the two of you, I will take the two of you to the depths of Merlin to rest for a while, and my grandfather will go to see the two of you after finishing his business. ”

Before Di Chen'er opened his mouth to speak, he saw the old man nodding at the guy, and then he didn't need the guy to step forward to lead the way, so he walked forward, and at the same time relieved, "Your two friends will be safe, don't worry~"

Di Chen'er glanced at the guy who had always been smiling, and then looked at the old man again, and after following quickly, Di Chen'er asked him:

"Everything is planned?"

"Yes~" The old man said leisurely.

"Whose plan?" Di Chen'er asked impatiently.

The old man smiled, "The plan of the old man and the flathead~"

Although he can't trust Chao Lin, at least the Lingyun Twelve Demon Generals are not outsiders, not to mention that they are so loyal to their uncle, they won't harm him, the young emperor.

Di Chen'er let out a thoughtful "oh~", and then asked tentatively:

"What's your plan, and how do you make sure it's exactly what you expected?"

It's not an exaggeration for him to think like that, after all, he really doesn't know anything.

The old man smiled mysteriously, led the complicated road sideways, and at the same time seemed to think for a moment before he said:

"The young emperor doesn't have to be in a hurry, when the flathead returns, naturally everything can be known~"

Di Chen'er said "oh" again, and he didn't ask more, and he didn't ask much about the old man's name or name, because he felt that this old man was very mysterious, and his whole body gave him an ethereal feeling. This feeling is like the old man in front of him is not a real thing, but a shadow, but carefully speaking, he is indeed a real thing, a real thing of flesh and blood.

Seeing that the old man was so familiar with the terrain here, Di Chen'er felt that he must be a frequent visitor here, and he couldn't help but smile in his heart.

An old man is a frequent visitor to Caichun Building...... It's really interesting.

When he arrived at the 'depths of Merlin', the old man did not push the door directly, but looked up at the mahogany door number engraved with the words "Depths of Merlin".

I saw that he was holding the compass in his left hand, and his right hand was slightly raised, revealing the vicissitudes of life under the sleeve robe, and with a slight touch of his index finger, a silver light flew out, reflecting on the door plate at the same time, and suddenly he saw a layer of liquid like a blister scattered from the door number, instantly covering the entire door.

The candle flame reflects and turns back to the fire.

"Is this an enchantment?" Di Chen'er couldn't help but ask curiously.

The old man bowed slightly, and even saw that his sleeve robe trembled slightly, and the next moment the layer of blister-like enchantment was instantly shattered, and at this moment there seemed to be a feeling that the doors and wooden windows had been replaced.

The old man pushed the door in, and Di Chen'er's eyes instantly lit up.

Behind the door, there is still an ordinary room, here and now, not according to the changes of the four seasons, unexpectedly blooming a large plum blossom, the wind blows, the yellow plum blossom petals fly in groups, like fluttering butterflies frolicking and flying.

The Merlin didn't even know where the end was, and the only thing he could see was a delicate mahogany pavilion not far away.

"This ...... This is the real depths of Merlin!" Di Chen'er asked as she looked at the old man who had already put on a thick robe for herself.

The old man smiled and said nothing, and he had arrived at the pavilion.

The gazebo has a long marble table, two warm cotton-covered grass mounds, and a delicate black clay pot is steaming, and the lid seems to have life beating.

Di Chen'er was thinly dressed, although he was wearing a night clothes, but this time he no longer removed the ice jade snow tail like last time, and this time he learned smartly, and it was precisely because of the ice jade snow tail that he couldn't feel the cold wind blowing on his body like a biting winter day.

The old man skillfully cooked the tea, made a cup and pushed it in front of him, and motioned for him to sit down with his other hand, and chatted slowly without hurrying.

After making a cup for himself, he put the compass on the long table, holding the pottery teacup in both hands, and made it cross-legged, while he couldn't help but look Chen'er up and down.

"The young emperor has a very good face and is a blessed man. ”

Di Chen'er smiled lightly, "I know I'm blessed without looking at my face." ”

"The young emperor's temperament is very arrogant, and he is very similar to the white emperor when he was young~" The old man stroked his white beard, and when he saw him smug and proud, he suddenly sighed and said:

"The face is very good, but the two things are incomplete, and if you commit it, it hurts, and you regret it. So that the blessed people often have a sad experience, so that they can cross to the blessing safely~"

Hearing this, Di Chen'er's face instantly became confused, and after thinking for a moment, he leaned forward and asked:

"What do you mean?"

The old man took a deep breath, spit out again, shook his head, and said:

"The face of the old and decaying young emperor is missing two things in his life, and these two things can be explained by one word, which is a 'love' word!"

"Affection?" Di Chen'er asked, tilting her head.

"Yes~ There are two things missing, one is family affection, and the other is love, which can also be called peach blossoms. When the old man saw that he was serious, he sighed and said:

"The young emperor is blessed with a congenital blessing but also has a lonely appearance~ He has lost his parents since he was a child, and his face is full of restraint. The lack of peach blossoms, it is better to call it peach blossoms too prosperous, but there is no blessing and no chance to be accompanied by a piece for life, if ......"

"Enough!"

Di Chen'er heard the sound of the words, and instantly raised her eyebrows, and directly slapped the teacup on the long table, splashing water, "Are you using these to entertain me!?

The old man was not angry or afraid, and said:

"Life is life, and unbelief is life. Could it be that the plum blossom does not believe in fate, and can escape the fate of falling branches and dying?"

"It's it, I'm me!"

Di Chen'er glared at the old man coldly, "I don't listen to this!

The old man shook his head helplessly, "Your uncle said that he didn't believe in fate, but in his heart, he really believed in the fate of the Heavenly Dao. ”

"Have you said enough!" Di Chen'er stood up angrily, "What help do you have with me right now? What I need is not who can push the sky to tell fortunes, what I need is who can help me!"

The old man was silent for a moment, and then said leisurely:

"No one can accompany you to the end, so how can I help you?"

For this old man, the original feeling was still good, after all, he was the twelve demon generals of Lingyun, but after such a brief chat with him, Di Chen'er found that this old man and his annoyance, annoyance was disgusting.

Looking back on the past, who said so bluntly that he wasn't?

No!

And what this old man did, just like Di Chen'er hated Chao Lin for always calculating himself, he now hates this old man very much for talking bad about himself mysteriously!

"I said it! I won't tell you this!" Di Chen'er glanced at him angrily, looked at the tea splashed on the table, and said coldly:

"If it weren't for the fact that you are your uncle's Lingyun Twelve Demon Generals, I would have turned around and left!"

"You can go~" The old man suddenly became solemn, raised his hand directly as if he was angry, and made a gesture of invitation in the direction of the only door.

Di Chen'er was instantly angry, this was the first Lingyun demon general he had ever seen who dared to do this to himself!

He gritted his teeth angrily, his chest rose and fell violently, and after stopping for a moment, he stretched out his index finger and pointed at the old man fiercely, and then snorted angrily and turned around, "It's best not to let me see you in front of my uncle in the future, otherwise you will definitely look good!"

Looking at the back, the old man's solemn and angry color was fleeting, replaced by a face full of helplessness and loss, he couldn't stop shaking his head, rubbing his eyebrows, and sighing and muttering:

"White Emperor, White Emperor, pampering is not suitable for him~"

Just as Di Chen'er was about to step out of the door in a rage, Chao Lin suddenly appeared there, Di Chen'er stopped in a hurry and almost hit him directly.

"Yo~ The young emperor came to visit my spring building again?"

Chao Lin smiled slyly, as if joking.

But who would have thought that Di Chen'er hit a punch on the spot that caught him off guard, hitting him in the abdomen, and when he took a step away, he said angrily, "Get out!"

Chao Lin covered his stomach, his face was full of inexplicability, but when he saw that he wanted to step out of the 'depths of Merlin', he endured the abdominal pain and directly pressed his shoulder.

Di Chen'er wanted to shake his hand and slap again, but at this time, Chao Lin already had psychological defense, and directly grabbed his arm and captured him!

"Let go of me!" Di Chen'er tried to break free.

Chao Lin frowned and looked at the old man who was squeezing his eyebrows at him in the pavilion, he glanced at the old man angrily, then laughed, his arm slammed hard, and directly threw Di Chen'er back, and squatted on the ground three or four steps away from Chao Lin.

The buttocks hurt badly, and Di Chen'er didn't have a good air:

"You deceive people too much!"

Chao Lin waved his robe, and the wooden door was directly closed.

"Which one of these innocent young emperors has provoked our honorable young emperor?"

Chao Lin glared at the old man fiercely while smiling at his face.

Di Chen'er stood up angrily, patted the dust on his buttocks, and endured the pain without rubbing it, for fear of losing that prestige.

He pointed at the old man, then at Chao Lin, and said angrily:

"You two are finished, I'll tell my uncle sooner or later, you just wait for his wrath!"

"Ask for a collection~"