"Ding Xiaoyou, there is nothing about your life experience in Qixing Tower."
Ye Jingxuan's face showed a bitter look, and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Is it really impossible to find out?"
A look of disappointment appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face, and he murmured.
This doubt has haunted him for more than ten years, but there has been no clue.
"I have checked all the available information in Qixing Tower, but I have not found any information that matches the identity of Ding Xiaoyou."
Ye Jingxuan explained to Ding Xiaoyi again.
"Looks like you have to check it yourself!"
Ding Xiaoyi could only comfort himself,
His life experience is like a mystery that has been lingering in his heart.
He also asked his master, but his master said he found it in a ruined temple.
At that time, I had no limbs, and it didn't look like they had been chopped off by humans.
He also had no eyes, nose, or ears. At that time, he looked like a monster.
People are not like people,
Ghosts are not like ghosts,
The demon is not like a demon,
Not even a demon is qualified to be called an image.
He had no idea what fateful experiences he had experienced when he was born that would put him in such a miserable state.
"Senior, thank you."
Ding Xiaoyi bowed to the old man and thanked him, and the old man also waved his hand, his eyes twinkling.
"Maybe there is some top secret information in the Seven Star Building. It's possible that the top secret information can be used to find out Ding Xiaoyou's life experience. However, Ao Fu's power is limited and he cannot check it."
The old man comforted Ding Xiaoyi again.
"It doesn't matter, I can just check it out myself. It doesn't have to be too much trouble."
A bright smile appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face, and a pair of shallow dimples appeared spontaneously.
There is also a unique aura circulating around him, which makes people's eyes light up.
Ye Jingxuan looked at the young man in front of him,
This young man's eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky.
At the same time, he also exudes a unique confidence,
Maybe this young man can find his own life experience on his own.
Outside Qingzhou City,
An old man in gray clothes is slowly coming.
The face of the old man in gray was pale, but a pair of eyes revealed a heart-stopping light.
The old man was holding a cane in his hand,
The crutch is shaped like a twisting dead branch, with runes carved on it.
Ordinary people simply cannot see the uniqueness of this crutch.
And every time the old man took a step, the crutch would glow faintly.
The old man in gray clothes staggered,
Appeared outside Qingzhou City,
But the road was bumpy, with potholes everywhere.
The old man in gray clothes staggered,
He stepped on the pothole tremblingly.
The rickety figure looked particularly old. He would stop and rest for a moment every time he took a step.
He was breathing heavily, leaning on the ground with the crutch in his hand.
At this time, his eyes were cloudy, and his whole body
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There is no breath fluctuation at all.
"Old man, are you going into the city? Do you want to help you in?"
A young boy came slowly from a distance.
He saw the staggering old man and asked kindly.
"I'm wondering if I can go or not. Thank you, young man!"
The hoarse voice of the old man in gray sounded,
He raised his cloudy eyes and glanced at the young boy.
"Old man, are you going to the city to buy something?"
The young man helped the old man towards the gate of Qingzhou City. The young man asked curiously.
"I've traveled far and wide, and I want to go back to Qingzhou for a visit. I haven't seen you for decades, but when I see the walls of Qingzhou City, I feel timid about being close to home."
The old man in gray looked up at the towering city wall with his cloudy eyes and sighed.
"It turns out that the old man is from Qingzhou. How disrespectful and disrespectful."
The young man said politely to the old man in gray,
He helped the old man in gray clothes onto the flat road in front of the city gate, only a few feet away from the city gate.
And the old man was already panting from exhaustion,
Even with the support of the young man, it seemed like he had walked a long way.
He couldn't help but bend his rickety body even lower.
But the younger boy was very patient,
He helped the old man sit down at an open-air tea shop next to the city gate.
The old man in gray clothes looked at the pedestrians in front of the city gate, with a look of nostalgia on his face.
"Old man, would you like some tea? The tea in this teahouse is very thirst-quenching and not expensive. How about I treat you to a drink?"
The young man saw a thin layer of sweat on the old man's forehead and asked with concern.
"Well, that's fine, young man, does your family also live in Qingzhou City?"
The old man in gray clothes nodded and asked the young man curiously.
"Old man, I am not lucky enough to live in this city. I come from the suburbs outside the city and work part-time at the Chen family in Qingzhou. Something happened at home today, so I came a little late."
The young man had a wry smile on his face and said to the old man in gray.
"Hey, this tea shop has been open for sixty or seventy years. I didn't expect that even the shopkeeper of the tea shop has changed."
The old man looked at the open-air tea shop with cloudy eyes.
This tea shop only has a few simple wooden stools and a few old tables.
There was only an older man making tea for the guests.
His movements were extremely skillful, and he brewed pots of tea until the aroma of the tea overflowed.
"We are all old, you shouldn't come back",
The old man making tea did not look back, but he also sighed.
"I think you were just a young boy of fifteen or sixteen back then. Sixty or seventy years have passed and you are still making tea here."
The old man in gray murmured.
"What can I do if I don't make tea? I'm wandering around like you. My roots are in Qingzhou, and I won't go anywhere."
The old man making tea continued without looking back while making tea.
But the young man sitting next to him had a surprised expression on his face.
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He didn't expect that the old man and the old man making tea actually knew each other, and they sounded familiar to each other.
"Bake tea all day long. What can you get from making tea? You don't know how vast the outside world is. Qingzhou City is just a remote small town."
The old man in gray seemed very proud.
"No matter how good and vast the world outside is, it still belongs to others. Are you coming back differently?"
The old man who made tea just smiled lightly and said.
"Old man, has our tea been brewed?",
At this time, several men in smart clothes were wiping the sweat on their foreheads.
They shouted hurriedly to the old man making tea.
"Okay, okay, it'll be fine soon."
The old man who made tea had a flattering smile on his face, and he hurriedly replied to the several well-dressed men.
"Hurry up, brothers have to hurry up",
The several well-dressed men seemed to be a little impatient, and one of the leading men shouted anxiously.
The old man finished boiling the tea, and then he carried a large porcelain pot and walked towards the group of well-dressed men.
I don’t know if the old man making tea is really old, or if he is just unlucky.
I saw the teapot that the old man was carrying was walking towards the table next to the well-dressed men.
But his feet staggered and he suddenly fell.
But the teapot in his hand hit a well-dressed man in the chest directly.
And the hot tea overflowed from the teapot and poured onto the chest of the well-dressed man.
"Ah, old man, you are looking for death",
The burly man in well-dressed clothes was splashed on his chest by the hot tea, which immediately burned his chest red.
There was a "crash" sound,
The teapot fell from the chest of the well-dressed man,
It hit the ground hard, and the hot tea splashed towards the feet of the well-dressed men.
The scene suddenly became chaotic,
Those big men in well-dressed clothes jumped up from their seats one after another.
There was a fierce look in their eyes,
The old man who was making tea also fell heavily onto a wooden bench.
"Bang" sound,
The old man's body smashed the wooden stool into pieces.
"Ouch", a scream came from the old man's mouth.
"Old Man Gou",
The young man next to the old man in gray clothes saw the old man making tea suddenly falling down, and he rushed towards the old man in a hurry.
"Old man Gou, are you okay?"
The young man asked as he helped the old man making tea up.
But he didn't expect that the faces of several well-dressed men on the other side were ashen.
"Old man, do you not want to live anymore? You did it on purpose."
Those big men in well-dressed clothes surrounded the old man making tea and the younger boy, with evil intentions in their eyes.
"Well, elder brothers, Old Man Gou didn't do it on purpose. You adults don't care about the villain, okay?"
Then the young man helped the old man making tea sit down on the wooden stool.
He saw this group of well-dressed men with evil looks in their eyes, and he hurriedly explained to them.