Just when Shen Linfeng and Qiu Ningxue were at a loss for this matter, a burst of singing suddenly came out of the thick water vapor of Qingling Lake.

The murmuring water is clear, and it winds into the top of the clouds.

White as a fairyland, a lonely boat around the East Spirit.

The voice is full of vicissitudes, like an old man singing. The singing is approaching, and the tune is euphemistic and melodious, soothing.

Immediately afterward, a dark shadow gradually appeared on the surface of the lake. In the haze, I saw an old man wearing a bamboo hat, who was driving a boat on the lake with his hands on the long penny.

It swept across the lake, creating endless ripples.

"Old man, old man......" Qiu Ningxue stood by the lake, and she shouted in the direction of the old man.

When the old man heard this, he turned the head of the boat and leaned towards the shore.

The boat is made of bamboo, which is made of thick legs of bamboo. It is about ten zhang long and two zhang wide. It's more apt to say of a bamboo raft than a boat.

The raft approached, and at the top stood a bamboo pole the size of an arm. At the top of the bamboo pole, a small dim oil lamp hangs.

Because the old man's bamboo hat covered his face, Shen Linfeng never saw his face clearly. It was a large yellow dog in front of the old man that attracted his attention, this dog was strong and full of fat. Strangely, there were many small gourds of different sizes hanging on the dog's back.

The front end of the raft was slightly upturned, and the front hooves of the big yellow dog were in front of the raft. It gasped with its mouth open, its eyes wary of the people on the shore.

The bamboo raft docked, and the old man unhurriedly put away the boat. Immediately after, he took off his bamboo hat. I saw that this old man was seventy or eighty years old, and his face was full of wrinkles. His hair fluttered on his head, full of vicissitudes.

Shen Linfeng was shocked when he saw the old man's appearance, so he hurriedly got up and saluted.

"Senior, why are you?"

It turned out that the old man holding the bamboo raft was the old man who Shen Linfeng met at the Silver Spring Inn.

"Haha...... Young man, we are really destined!" The old man stroked his beard and jumped off the raft.

Seeing this, Qiu Ningxue also hurriedly bowed down and saluted: "Meet the seniors!"

"Oops!" the old man waved his hand.

"Old man, I am just an ordinary ferryman in this Qingling Lake, and I am only responsible for transporting those woodcutters into the mountains to chop firewood on weekdays. How dare such an ordinary person call himself a senior?"

Having said that, Shen Linfeng and Qiu Ningxue did not dare to slack off at all. This old man is not good-looking, but the hands exposed in the Silver Spring Inn are obvious to all. If it was really as the old man said, he was just an ordinary ferryman, how could he have such profound skills.

"Young man, you are ......" the old man glanced around at the injured crowd.

Shen Linfeng knew that this old man was a master of the world, so he didn't intend to hide it, so he said truthfully: "Senior, we are here to find two people!"

The old man sat on a stone by the lake, and he took a gourd from the big yellow dog, and was drinking the wine from it.

"Tell me, what kind of people are you?"

"A teenage girl!"

"There is also an old man in his fifties!" Qiu Ningxue said hurriedly.

"Senior, have any strangers been in and out of Dongling Mountain recently?" Shen Linfeng continued to ask.

"Yes!" the old man replied without even thinking about it.

"The day before yesterday, I sent no less than 100 people back and forth into Dongling Mountain. ”

"Have you seen the two we just talked about?"

The old man looked up in thought, then shook his head.

"I've never seen them, but they're all cold-faced, and they must not be good people. ”

Shen Linfeng's face was gloomy, and the people of the Demon Sect still took the lead after all. However, according to what the old man just said, it seems that this Dongling Mountain is not difficult to find. In that case, then why did they still hold Ling'er and that old man hostage? Is it just to blackmail the Eastern Spirit Divine Doctor?

Thinking of this, Shen Linfeng asked tentatively: "Senior, junior wants to ask you about someone." ”

"Who?

"Dongling Divine Doctor!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What are you looking for him?"

Although the old man did not make his words clear, he could already understand from his words that there was indeed such a person in this Dongling Mountain.

Shen Linfeng said truthfully: "I can't hide it, the people who crossed the day before yesterday were all from the Ulan Demon Sect. And what they are here for...... It's for the Seven Star Chart!"

The old man was still drinking the wine in the gourd with a blank face.

"According to the various evidences obtained by the younger generation, as well as everything the Demon Sect has done, it shows. The reason why they came here was most likely to find that Dongling Divine Doctor. ”

The old man put the wine gourd back on the big yellow dog, and he stroked the yellow dog's long hair.

"You mean to say that the Eastern Spirit Divine Doctor has a seven-star map in his hand?"

Shen Linfeng explained: "The predecessors don't know that this seven-star map is not just a picture. To be exact, it is one of seven peerless treasures. Now the clue of this treasure has fallen into the hands of the Demon Sect, and they have pointed the finger at Dongling Mountain. So ......"

"So, you're going to conclude that they're here to find that Eastern Spirit Divine Doctor?"

"Of course it's not all! The most important thing is that they also captured the granddaughter of the Dongling Divine Doctor, as well as the medicine boy helper who has been following the Divine Doctor for many years. ”

The old man's face still did not change in any way, and it was a long time before he got up and patted the dust on his buttocks.

"Having said all this, do you also want to go to Dongling Mountain?"

Qiu Ningxue hurriedly replied, "Of course, otherwise what are we doing here?"

"Let's go up!" the old man raised his head at the raft.

Qiu Ningxue nodded, and then beckoned the disciples of Plum Blossom Village to board the bamboo raft. Shen Linfeng is still a little unwilling, this old-timer's speech and demeanor, as well as the skills he performed that day, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a master of the world. If he had lived here for a long time, he might have known the whereabouts of the Eastern Spirit Divine Doctor.

Qiu Ningxue helped Shen Linfeng to go up to the bamboo raft, and when she passed by the old man, Shen Linfeng turned sideways and asked, "Senior, do you know where this Dongling Divine Doctor lives?"

The old man stroked his beard from his chin.

"What, you want his treasure too?"

Shen Linfeng's face was stunned.

"What did the predecessors say, the reason why we are here is not for the treasure in the seven-star chart. ”

"Oh, not for the baby, but for what?"

"In order not to let the treasures of the Central Plains fall into the hands of the Demon Sect, in order not to let the face of the Central Plains martial arts be ruthlessly trampled on. Shen Linfeng said solemnly.

The old man was silent for a moment, and they looked at each other for a long time without saying a word.

Shen Linfeng thought that the words just now would definitely move him, but he never thought that after the old man was silent for a moment, he coldly threw out a sentence.

"I don't know where he is!"