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mist , purpose of fate

Yaohua has been outside and doesn't know what Baili Feiyue and Wu Qi said inside.

But Baili Feiyue felt that there was no need to say it in front of Yuhua.

This is a private matter between her and her eldest grandson Wuji, and there is no reason to talk about it everywhere.

He shook his head and said, "It's okay. Let's not go back yet, let's go to another place."

About half an hour later, following the road pointed by Baili Feiyue, the carriage driven by Yuhua stopped in front of a secluded inn.

It's just after noon, but there is no one in the lobby on the first floor of the inn. The whole inn is very quiet.

"Master, there seems to be no one." Yuhua lowered her voice.

"Isn't this old man a human being?" As soon as Xie Hua finished speaking, a voice that was so old that it was almost dead sounded like a ghost.

The curtain connecting the corner to the backyard was then opened, and an old man with an unremarkable appearance stepped out.

Yaohua immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

The old man didn't hesitate too much, moved his eyes to the two of them, and said calmly, "Are the two guests staying in the hotel?"

Baili Feiyue smiled, "Don't you recognize me, old gentleman? I have stayed in your store before."

The old man rolled his eyelids and glanced at her again, "I have been guarding this small shop for decades. There are so many guests who have come and gone. You must remember that I am a man of God."

Baili Feiyue was very patient, "Old sir, you might as well think about it again. More than a year ago, I stayed in your hotel with a very good-looking, um... man who couldn't speak." She could

It's not just nonsense. The eldest grandson Wuji, who had always been at odds with her that time, used his identity as Feng Jiuhuang to save her when she was in danger when she went to steal the dragon blood grass from the national treasury.

After everyone escaped from danger, she accidentally brought 'Feng Jiuhuang', who had narrowly escaped death, to this inn to recuperate.

Of course, at that time she had the status and appearance of a 'miracle doctor'.

"I'm old, I can't remember." The old man said with a calm expression.

Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows, "Really?" Suddenly, with lightning speed, she attacked the old man!

The man who said he was old was able to dodge very quickly and easily. He was really a master!

Yaohua immediately became alert, but Baili Feiyue started laughing again.

"That time I took a comatose man and urgently needed a place suitable for him to recuperate. By chance, I came to your store. In my opinion, it was not entirely a coincidence. I was looking for him behind my back.

When I was walking to the place, there seemed to be a very neat figure flashing for a few times. I followed the figure and found your store."

She raised her lips and said, "Old sir, you really don't recognize me?"

The old man didn't cooperate and pretended to be confused. He stretched out his hand and pulled it out. A black thing the size of a thumb was raised in front of the old man. "Then do you recognize this?"

Token!

A token that belongs exclusively to Murong Shuo!

The old man's attitude instantly became respectful and awe-inspiring. He made a fist with his left hand and put his elbow to his chest to perform the ritual of a Western Region Holy Cult believer meeting the Holy Lord.

Baili Feiyue smiled and put away the token in her hand, "It seems that I found the wrong person, old gentleman, let's sit down and talk."

The two went to the backyard. After Baili Feiyue sat down, the old man did not sit down.

Baili Feiyue didn't force it either.

The old man took the initiative and said, "I wonder what the young master has to say to me."

Even though the Holy Lord has been replaced by another person now, the name he calls Baili Feiyue is still the same as when Murong Shuo was the Holy Lord.

Baili Feiyue tilted her head and stared at him with half-lidded black eyes, "Does this old gentleman know how to take souls?"

"Why did you say this, young master?"

"Because," the smile on Baili Feiyue's lips was half demonic and half evil, "I feel like I have looked for you before this time. But in my memory, this is the first time I have revealed my identity and looked for you.

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"Young Master is too worried. Even if I know how to take souls, I would not dare to use it on Young Master."

"Maybe I'm overthinking it. I have a few questions here."

"Young Master, please speak."

"Why did you bring me to your store in the first place?"

"One of Lao Chan's tasks is to protect the young master. If the young master is in danger, Lao Chan goes to help the young master."

“Why haven’t you taken the initiative to contact me?”

"Within the scope of Dajing Kyoto, there is a bookstore that serves as a bright line to protect the young master, while Lao Chen is a hidden stake. Unless the young master reaches an irreversible critical moment of life and death, Lao Chen is just an ordinary old shopkeeper. Outside the scope of Dajing Kyoto, there is no return

The old man is responsible."

"Master has passed away for a long time, and you are still here. But what tasks did he need you to continue to perform while he was still alive?"

"none."

"Then why didn't you leave?"

"Because the previous Holy Lord did not leave any additional orders for Old Man to leave before he passed away. The new Holy Lord also did not give any instructions to Old Man. Old Man can only stay where he is."

"You lied." Baili Feiyue stared at him, "Jiu'er, the new saint, doesn't even know you exist. Old sir, you are loyal to the master."

"Today, old sir, you only need to tell me one thing. How much do you know about the treasure map involving Jiu'er?"

The old man raised his eyelids full of traces of time, and looked at Baili Feiyue quietly with his somewhat cloudy eyes.

Seeing this, Baili Feiyue felt inexplicably uncomfortable all over.

With a cold expression, he said, "Old sir."

The old man slowly lowered his eyelids and said, "Young Master, you are too worried."

Baili Feiyue knew it and couldn't ask any questions.

Baili Feiyue left the inn in a bad mood. After walking about half a mile, she suddenly turned around quickly. But when she and Jiaohua returned to the previous inn, the inn was deserted and they could no longer be found.

That's the old man.

Baili Feiyue gritted her teeth and said, "Run away."

"Master, what should we do now?"

Baili Feiyue took a few deep breaths and said, "Go home first. The old man knows something about the treasure map. I believe that sooner or later he will show up again."

She wasn't completely sure before, but once this man ran away, she was almost 100% sure that he must know something.

This trip was not completely fruitless. In addition to confirming this, she could also confirm another conclusion that she had speculated before.

That is, the origin of the treasure map is indeed related to the Holy Religion. Although it currently involves Jiu'er and seems to be even targeting her, the ultimate purpose is definitely not to harm her.

Master will never harm Jiu'er, she has never doubted this.

But if the treasure map was arranged in advance by Master when he was still alive, what exactly did he want to tell Jiu'er?

Or what do you want to guide Jiuer, or even your own disciple, to do?

Baili Feiyue, who returned to the palace, went directly to Changsun Wuji and told him about the old innkeeper.

After finishing speaking, Baili Feiyue stared at Changsun Wuji suspiciously, "When you were at the inn, you didn't find anything?"

"for example?"

"For example, the old shopkeeper is a top expert."

It’s just that she couldn’t see it. Changsun Wuji didn’t see it either at that time? Baili Feiyue felt more and more that the inn might have been under Changsun Wuji’s suspicion and surveillance early on. (To be continued)

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