Lu Xingyun looked for a voice, and saw a white-haired old man looking at him with a smile.

Lu Xingyun's heart was suddenly shocked, not because he felt danger, but because he was unspeakably strange. Danger is scary, but sometimes it's even more frightening when it's not dangerous.

Lu Xingyun said quietly, "Since the seniors can afford to be below, then how can I not be invited." ”

"Good, good, good!" The old man looked old, but his voice was like a bell. As soon as the third good word was finished, the old man sat opposite Lu Xingyun.

Lu Xingyun's heart shook even more. It's not that Lu Xingyun's eyesight is poor, but that the old man's pace is too bizarre. It seems that the old man is staggering as if he will fall down if he is not careful, and he is no different from an ordinary old man. It was this normal move, but there was a result that shocked Lu Xingyun.

"Could it be that person? Shouldn't it? That person is at least a hundred years old. But the old man in front of him, although he has also experienced vicissitudes, has a ruddy complexion, and his eyes are deep and moving. At most, he is only seventy years old!" Lu Xingyun quickly flashed these thoughts in his mind at the moment when the white-haired old man sat across from him. But Lu Xingyun was not idle in his hands, and poured a glass of gentian wine for the white-haired old man with a smile.

"Senpai, please. Lu Xingyun said respectfully, and made a gesture of please with his hand.

The white-haired old man didn't speak, so he picked up the wine glass and took a sip. I saw that the white-haired old man closed his eyes, and waited until the sip of wine was in his stomach before slowly opening them. said unhurriedly, "Wine is good wine, but people who drink wine are not as good as this wine!" At this time, the white-haired old man's face became more ruddy, but his eyes were still so ancient.

Lu Xingyun's heart tightened. At this time, the speaker has a heart, and the listener has an intention! Lu Xingyun is not stupid, if he is stupid, he is not Lu Xingyun. Lu Xingyun also smiled and said, "Wine is good wine, and after drinking such good wine, bad people will become good people." ”

"Yes, it's not easy for a young person to have such an idea! It's much better than when I was younger. The white-haired old man said with some emotion, as if he had returned to his youth. "Listening to the sound of the flute you just now, it seems lonely and desolate, but it is not. The white-haired old man continued.

As soon as Lu Xingyun heard this, his calm eyes finally fluctuated. "Dare to ask the seniors what they mean?" Lu Xingyun asked with some vigilance.

"Hehe, the young man understands it very well. Why bother tempting me, old man!," said the white-haired old man, as he poured himself wine.

Lu Xingyun suddenly felt that this old man was by no means so simple. Of course, Lu Xingyun can't say it. You can't ask so abruptly. What makes Lu Xingyun even more strange is that the man in black last night and the white-haired old man tonight, it seems that these two people are all until their whereabouts. How dangerous it is for a swordsman to be taken to his whereabouts! Fortunately, these people didn't do it against themselves, otherwise...

Lu Xingyun was muttering in his heart and did not speak. The white-haired old man didn't speak either. Both were drinking. The white-haired old man drank wine, but Lu Xingyun drank not wine, Lu Xingyun drank the white-haired old man opposite.

The white-haired old man continued to taste the gentian wine as if Lu Xingyun did not exist. And Lu Xingyun was not idle. He was observing this old man, of course, quietly observing "color", and until now he has not found anything special. I don't know anything other than the strange footwork performed by the white-haired old man.

In the end, it was Lu Xingyun who spoke first and said, "The seniors can hear the voices of the juniors, and that is the confidant." ”

"What a confidant. I wasn't mistaken about anyone. Hahahaha. The white-haired old man said in a loud voice.

Lu Xingyun didn't speak, just smiled.

"In that case, I will send you a few words. The white-haired old man is colorful.

Lu Xingyun was also curious. Because of the old man's expression, there was a change. It was as if a particularly important decision had been made.

When Lu Xingyun was curious, he listened to the white-haired old man say slowly, "When we meet in Qiushui City, we have a sword in three years. The starlight dawns and the clouds open the day, and there is a sky outside the sword. Hide the light before you can go, and blow the purple bamboo mountain. Tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves are everywhere, be careful to get the ship of ten thousand years. The white-haired old man turned around and walked away. Lu Xingyun followed closely in shock, and shouted, "Senior, please stay!"

"You and I have not finished our fate, he will see you again one day!" The white-haired old man had long since drifted away.

It's just that when he was about to disappear into the night, Lu Xingyun just arrived at the door of the inn. Lu Xingyun's nervous mood finally let go, and said with a smile, "It turns out that it's really him." ”

When he saw that strange footwork, he thought that there were very few people in the world who could do this. This footwork is called the ethereal step. I'm just not sure it's him.

Now Lu Xingyun can be sure, because Lu Xingyun saw that there was a purple-red wine gourd on the back waist of the white-haired old man. Lu Xingyun thought that this must be something he deliberately wanted him to know who he was. Because when he was in the inn just now, Lu Xingyun didn't see it.