One night, neither Ye Xiaochuan nor Yuan Xiaolou slept.
They are waiting.
Waiting for the old storyteller.
However, until dawn the next day, the old storyteller still did not come back.
Yuan Xiaolou was extremely anxious, and even Ye Xiaochuan began to feel uneasy.
Ye Xiaochuan felt that since the old storyteller was the force left by senior Xu Tiandi to restrain Li Ziye, he should be powerful enough.
Even if the old storyteller is not Li Ziye's opponent, they are all from the same lineage. No matter how vicious Li Ziye is, it is impossible to kill the old storyteller.
But the two of them left the Fukelai Inn yesterday evening to chat privately. No matter how much they had to say, they could have said it all in one night.
Since the old storyteller asked Yuan Xiaolou and Ye Xiaochuan to wait in this dilapidated black hotel, he would definitely come back as soon as possible. It was impossible for Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou to worry.
However, he had no news at all.
All day long, Yuan Xiaolou was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Even Fan Tong began to worry. He usually had twenty steamed buns and a bowl of rice porridge for breakfast. But today, Fan Tong only ate ten steamed buns for breakfast, and he obviously had no appetite.
Yuan Xiaolou wanted to go out, but Ye Xiaochuan thought about it and agreed, leaving his rice pail in the black hotel. The two of them disguised themselves and went to the streets to inquire about the news, asking if there was any cultivator fighting near Luoyang City last night.
However, after searching for a whole day, there was no news about other cultivators fighting against each other except for the incident when Fuke came to the inn yesterday.
The two wandered around the streets for a whole day and returned to the hotel at dusk. They thought the old storyteller had come back, but after asking the old lady who was looking after the store, they found out that the old storyteller had never been there.
A bad premonition hung over the two of them.
In the dim room, Yuan Xiaolou said: "Husband, do you think grandpa will be in any danger?"
Yuan Xiaolou has asked this question hundreds of times since last night.
Ye Xiaochuan didn't know how to answer.
At first, he could comfort Yuan Xiaolou not to worry.
Now he himself was starting to worry.
Li Ziye has a very high level of cultivation and is cruel in his methods. He might actually kill the old storyteller.
Time passed bit by bit, and the two of them and the bear had no time to rest. In the middle of the night, they were sitting at the door of the black hotel, looking longingly at the late night Luoyang City.
Yuan Xiaolou clasped his hands together and silently prayed for his grandfather.
Ye Xiaochuan couldn't bear to see Yuan Xiaolou worried.
The period before dawn is the darkest. The stars in the sky begin to recede and the surroundings are almost invisible.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the darkness.
His steps were very heavy and he seemed to be lame.
Yuan Xiaolou and Ye Xiaochuan were very familiar with the footsteps of the old storyteller and did not take them seriously.
But the heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they seemed to be heading towards them.
About a few feet away from them, an old man's voice came from the darkness.
"Big... big panda, here it is..."
Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou immediately stood up, ran over and took a look, and their expressions suddenly changed.
There was a familiar-looking skinny old man with wounds all over his body, and a short, fat old man on his back.
The skinny old man turned out to be Wang Keke, the old naughty boy from Qilin Mountain.
The fat old man was the storyteller whom Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou had been waiting for for two days.
Wang Keke's body was dripping with blood and he didn't know how many wounds he had.
The old storyteller's injuries seemed to be more serious and he had already passed out.
"Plop..."
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou, Wang Keke seemed to be unable to hold on anymore and fell to the ground.
"grandfather!"
Yuan Xiaolou rushed forward and turned the old storyteller over Wang Keke's back.
At this time, the old storyteller suddenly opened his eyes, blinked, and said: "Grandpa is fine, he is the one who is in trouble!"
After saying that, he actually stood up.
Yuan Xiaolou burst into tears and laughed, shouting: "Grandpa, why did you come back just now? You worry me to death!"
The old storyteller chuckled and said, "What are you worried about? Grandpa is back, isn't he?"
Wang Keke, who was lying on the ground, was completely dumbfounded.
He said: "Smelly old man, what's your situation? I'm carrying you all the way, can you leave?"
The old storyteller smiled and said, "I didn't say I couldn't walk. I usually ride a big panda. Why don't you let me walk back by myself after a hundred miles?"
Wang Keke was so angry that he vomited blood and shouted: "I was stabbed thirty-six times by those old ladies, and my blood was almost drained. I was injured more seriously than you! You actually pretended to be dead and let me carry you for dozens of miles."
!Do you know how fat you are? I’ll be cruel to you!”
After saying that, he opened his eyes and passed out.
The old storyteller said: "Get him in quickly, he is indeed seriously injured."
This was not the place to talk. Ye Xiaochuan immediately picked up Wang Keke and walked into the inn.
After entering the house, Yuan Xiaolou took out the elixir and applied it to Wang Keke.
Ye Xiaochuan asked the old storyteller: "Dried plum leaves?"
The old storyteller nodded and said, "Thanks to the big head this time, otherwise I and Wang Keke would probably be in trouble."
"Big Head? It's coming. What happened in the past two days?"
Ye Xiaochuan was suspicious.
The old storyteller said: "Don't ask about what happened in the past two days. This matter has nothing to do with you. Big Head should be here early tomorrow morning. This old man Wang Keke will just take care of you. You can go back and rest first."
Although the old storyteller seemed not to be injured, he seemed to be very tired and pushed both Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou out of the room.
When the door closed, the old storyteller said to himself: "What bad luck, the big head came at the wrong time!"
Yuan Xiaolou is very happy now. Her thoughts are relatively simple. As long as grandpa can come back safely, that is enough. As for other things, they are not important at all.
Ye Xiaochuan is not as innocent as Yuan Xiaolou. He is thinking about how Wang Keke appeared, why he was seriously injured by Li Ziye, and why the big-headed nightmare beast was involved?
Sixty miles away from Luoyang City, there is a wilderness of woods.
In the woods, Li Ziye sat cross-legged, with the strange jade tree hanging above her head.
Her face was very pale, and there was blood on the corners of her mouth.
Big Brain's attack method is mental power, which won't make people bleed.
It can be seen that the person who injured Li Ziye was not Big Head, but someone else.
"Miss Ye Zi, I warned you not to be greedy when I gave you the jade tree flowers, but it turned out that you were looking for a death plan!
Fortunately, I arrived in time today, otherwise you would have been killed by that fat old man!"
"Nightmare, I'm looking for the Death Map not for myself, but for the sake of all the people in the world! I want to see what treasures the God of Wood has left behind for Death and Death to guard! But I didn't expect that Junior Brother's lineage is so powerful!
Master is so partial!"
"Bah! You still have the nerve to say that your master is partial? Why is he partial? Don't you have any idea?
Because you and I were old acquaintances, I came to save you today.
Don't you think about it, why is the power left behind by your master not strong enough to contain you?
I've been with that fat old man for two or three months, but I still can't see through him. If the fat old man hadn't taken action against you this time, I still wouldn't be able to see his true identity. I'm afraid this old man isn't even Yao Xiaosi.
Opponent, I estimate that he can challenge the Lord of Heaven alone, you should stay away from him in the future, I can save you once, but not twice!"
