The sun was falling, and the smoke was already rising from the chimneys of every house in Pinghai Town, but there were still many people lingering on the streets.

There are all kinds of people who carry swords and swords, or have a breeze on their sleeves, but without exception, these people seem to be quite extraordinary.

"Young master, it's time to eat. ”

In one of the upper rooms of an inn, a young man in Chinese clothes stood against the railing, looking at the endless pedestrians on the street, he looked very attentively, and did not seem to hear what the old man behind him said.

"Young master, what are you thinking?" asked the old man as he stepped forward and leaned behind the young man.

"What do you mean these people are trying to do?" asked the young man in Chinese clothes, puzzled.

"Then what is the young master trying to do this time?" the old man smiled.

"Immortal fate. The young man in Huayi said.

"So it is with the young masters, and so are they. The old man said.

"But ......"

The young man in Huayi wanted to refute something, but the old man behind him hurriedly said, "Young master, what kind of mood did you say when the goshawk in the sky was busy overlooking the ants on the ground?"

The young man in Huayi turned around, confusion written on his face.

"Young master, you might as well imagine that if you were a goshawk roaming in the sky at this time, and those people on the street were just ants carrying a small piece of rations, what would you think?" the old man then asked.

"I see...... the boy nodded in his head.

"In this world, we always like to divide people into three, six, nine and so on, not that the world is unfair, but that this is the case. Some people are born noble, while some people are born with just a cheap life. Young master, you have lived in the high pavilion for a long time, so naturally you will not understand what the ants are thinking, and these ants can't imagine the feelings of the goshawk. The old man said slowly.

"But young master, you must remember that there are people outside the world, even if you are in the high pavilion, but how can you know that thousands of miles away, there are people who stand higher than you? Even if they are just ants today, once they find the fairy fate, one day the dragon will go out to sea and soar for nine days, it may not be impossible. The old man said earnestly.

"But the fairy fate is like this, so many people, how much can you get?" the young man in Huayi still didn't quite understand.

"There are wise people in this world, and there are even wiser people. The old man continued, "Young Master, do you remember the flying sword that broke through the sky today?"

The young man in Huayi nodded.

"The tidal vision is coming, the aura is lacking, and if the qi practitioner has the strength to reach the sky, he can only show a star and a half. Even the old man, I ...... Hehe. But that flying sword can ignore the tidal vision and break through the air, which is obviously not in accordance with the rules, and the same is true for those who are looking for immortal fate. The old man's tone suddenly became serious, "Some people are destined to be able to find immortal fate with their eyes closed, but some people, even if they dig dozens of feet into this Pinghai Town, they may not be able to find a trace of immortal fate." This is the rule, and the rules are set by people. Young master, do you understand?"

"Kind of understood. The young man in Huayi nodded, "So, after all, this is still fate, right?"

"There is a definite number in life, although it is high and low, there is no upper limit. The old man said, "There are many people who change their lives against the sky." Young master, what I said to you today, please rot in your stomach, you are qualified to know because your identity is different from others. But if you insist on imposing these causes and effects on others, you may even be burned by the young master. ”

"Thank you Guo Lao for your teachings today!" the young man in Chinese clothes bowed.

"Don't thank me. The old man shook his head, "Isn't it just that the master of the family asked the old man to take you out, so that the young master can understand these truths? Young master, the food is going to be cold, let's eat. ”

......

Ling Jiang and Ya'er were eating dinner in the grass hut, and before dark, Ling Jiang returned to the town and bought two stools, so that he finally didn't need to move the table to the side of the bed to eat.

"Childe, does the medicine you gave her work?Why haven't you woken up for so long?" Ya'er glanced at the sleeping girl on the bed, and in the afternoon Ya'er had already changed her into the clothes she had worn, because it didn't fit well, it looked a little awkward.

"It should work, she looks much better. Ling Jiang replied.

The prescription given to him by the Taoist priest in the back said that this prescription needs to be taken three times in a row to be effective, the first medicine is just first aid, and the real effect is the medicine he sent later.

Therefore, before eating, Ya'er poured a pair of medicine that was slowly fried over low heat to the girl. Because there is only one stove, it is impossible to cook with medicine, so the two of them can't eat until dark.

"By the way, Ya'er, has Da Bai come to our house today?" Ling Jiang asked in a low voice.

"No, I don't. Yael shook her head.

"That's it......" Ling Jiang nodded, eating with his head bored.

It stands to reason that Dabai should have found that the little drifter was gone, but why was there no movement at all?

He thought about it and decided to go to Uncle Jiu's house tomorrow to visit Dabai, otherwise he would always feel a little uneasy in his heart.

After a hurried dinner, Ling Jiang excused himself to go to Rhubarb's house to clean up the room, and walked out of the grass hut quickly. He first came to a large rock, squatted down gently, and saw a figure emerge from a small hole that had been dug under the stone.

"You stay here alone at night, you won't bring those things, right?" Ling Jiang asked.

The figure under the stone shook his head.

"That's fine. Ling Jiang nodded lightly and was about to get up to leave, when the figure suddenly tugged at his trouser leg, Ling Jiang turned around curiously and asked, "What's wrong?"

Although there was a rainbow light in the sky, it was still impossible to see what his face looked like in the darkness, which made Ling Jiang feel a lot more at ease, otherwise he would have to be startled again.

I saw the figure stretch out its short arm, point at the grass hut, and then wave it out of thin air.

"You want to eat?" Ling Jiang didn't understand what it meant, so he had to say blindly.

The little drifter shook his head and waved his hand again.

"Do you want to go out and stretch?" asked Ling Jiang, scratching his head.

The little drifter shook his head again, and simply crawled out of the little hole, and jumped on the ground as if he was waving something in his hand.

Ling Jiang thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "You want to ask how that girl was doing this morning?"

The little drifter nodded again and again.

"Don't worry, she's fine. Ling Jiang was a little speechless, "You little guy, you actually care about her so much." ”

The little drifter made another move, and Ling Jiang couldn't understand what it meant.

"Childe, who are you talking to?" Suddenly, a beam of light shone on, and Ling Jiang looked back, only to see Ya'er walking towards this direction with a lantern.

"I didn't speak, Ya'er, you heard me wrong. Ling Jiang smiled awkwardly, and subconsciously used his body to block the small hole under the stone.

"Oh......" Ya'er nodded, but quietly skimmed behind him with her small eyes.

"Childe, I've washed the dishes, let's go to Rhubarb's house to clean up. Ya'er walked up to Ling Jiang, took his hand and said.

"Hmm. Ling Jiang responded.

The two of them simply cleaned up the room where Sister Rhubarb lived, and then moved the bedding at home, because there were no extra pillows, Ling Jiang had to fold the clothes he didn't wear and use them as pillows.

By the time Ling Jiang and Ya'er were done, they were already decided. After giving the girl another dose of medicine, Ya'er returned to the room next to Rhubarb, and the two fell asleep listening to the sound of snoring.

Ling Jiang slept early this time and soon had a dream.

In his dream, he found himself in the Dragon King Temple, the temple door opened, and he saw the girl in Tsing Yi covered in blood stretching out her palm towards him, and muttered in a low voice: "Save me......"

Ling Jiang wanted to run up quickly, but he suddenly found that no matter how he ran, he was spinning in place.

He was in a hurry, feeling as if something was pulling at him from behind. He subconsciously looked back, and the Dragon King Temple, which was supposed to be a wax figure, suddenly turned into a vast ocean.

There are high waves on the sea, and they are surging!

In the midst of several waves, suddenly a green light flashed, and a dilapidated ship, with an eerie laugh, walked along the waves.

The big ship was getting closer and closer to Ling Jiang, and it was about to hit him. I saw a man standing on the splint, stretching out a skull-like palm and grabbing him.

Ling Jiang shuddered and sat up suddenly.

It was very bright tonight, and the scene in the house was faintly visible.

Ya'er was sleeping soundly beside him, and she was sweating profusely and chilling.

He had that nightmare again, exactly the same as the one he had the night before......