After taking care of Li Zimu's matter, let's take a look at the tomb under the orphanage.
"Why are you here again?" Under the dim ancient well, an old man with white hair and a long beard seemed not to want to see the people who came: "Why do you come down here when you have nothing to do all day? You like coming down so much, how many days will you stay here?
Let me go out for a walk."
"Uncle Master, I was afraid that your old man would suddenly die here, so I brought you a bottle of good wine to refresh you."
The visitor was none other than Chen Dinghe, the shopkeeper in casual clothes: "Dean Zuo and Aunt Zhen only come here three times a day. They said they were afraid that you would be in poor health. After all, drinking is harmful to your health, so they didn't dare to bring you good wine."
The shopkeeper shook the wine in his hand and joked: "This is your favorite wine. I spent a lot of money to bring it to you."
When he heard the word "good wine", the old man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Bring it here, bring it here, don't drink so much wine, your uric acid is high!"
Before he finished speaking, he grabbed the wine from the shopkeeper's hand and drank several sips before he said with a smile: "Oh, this time it's a century-old Moutai?"
The shopkeeper chuckled, snatched the wine from the old man's hand, and poured a few sips into the wine glass next to him: "Uncle Weizi, good wine is for tasting, not for drinking!"
It turned out that the white-haired old man was Taoist Weizi.
Taoist Weizi shook his head and smiled: "Although I am almost a hundred years old, I am very strong. The same goes for Zuo Leng. Every time he comes down, he doesn't bring me wine. When I scold him, he doesn't retaliate. He just smiles.
Advise me to stop drinking."
Chen Ding filled a cup for Taoist Weizi and said, "I heard that you helped Dean Zuo's blind eye open his heavenly eye, right!?"
Taoist Weizi nodded: "Yes, I helped him open his eyes."
"I heard that his eye was blinded to save people?"
"Well, it's like this. God destroyed his mortal eye, so I'll give him a heavenly eye, and the matter will be evened out."
Chen Ding laughed loudly: "Uncle, what kind of fairness is this? I think you helped him open the celestial eye to observe whether the children in the orphanage are haunted by ghosts, right?"
Taoist Weizi chuckled: "You know it and you still ask? Children are still young and don't know the difference between good and evil. They can't distinguish between good and bad ghosts who are cunning and know how to hide. They don't even know that they are ghosts. Now left
Leng has a clairvoyance, which is of great benefit in protecting the children."
Chen Ding nodded: "When will my uncle have time to help my disciple open his eyes?"
The shopkeeper smiled and said nothing, and kept pouring wine for Taoist Weizi.
Taoist Weizi smiled: "Don't the three Zilongs already know how to open their eyes to the sky?"
"They are the four newly recruited disciples." Chen Ding chattered: "These four living treasures are really rare cultivation wizards."
"It seems that you have a very high opinion of them." Taoist Weizi said with a smile: "You must have a chance to help them open their heavenly eyes. After all, obtaining the heavenly eyes through practice is the right way, and the four of them have no
Are you blind?"
Chen Ding explained: "It happened suddenly. One of my disciples joined the police undercover operation and played the protagonist. I wanted to open him a clairvoyance just in case."
"Don't you also help others open their eyes? Why do you want me to help him?"
"Hey, aren't we doing this to preserve our spiritual power in order to chase down the Yuelang dog thief? After all, Yuelang's spiritual power has improved rapidly. If I neglect it, I won't be able to beat him."
"I understand, leave it to me to help your disciple open his clairvoyance." Taoist Weizi said, "You guys, you have gone through a lot of troubles over the past few decades in pursuit of Yue Lang."
The shopkeeper laughed loudly: "Yuelang, this thief, has been chased by me for decades, and he won't be any better off!"
Chen Ding, on the other hand, remained silent and began to think to himself.
"Ding, it's been almost thirty years, haven't you still let go of your hatred?"
"As for my hatred, I have put aside my hatred for a long time. Now I am just pursuing him to do justice for heaven and clean up the family."
Chen Ding drank the wine in the cup and said, "Try these chicken wings. My daughter Leng Yu made them by herself. I want you, a smelly old man, to have a taste of her craftsmanship."
"Leng Yu? I only remember her name, but not her appearance. After that incident, I never saw her again. Now she is also a tall and graceful girl, right?"
Chen Ding nodded: "Yes, everything has changed since that incident."
"About that stone chamber, how many times have you been in it?" The shopkeeper put down his wine glass, changed the subject, and asked about the ancient tomb.
Taoist Weizi pondered for a while: "There are eight times out of ten. What, why are you asking these questions?"
The shopkeeper smiled: "What can you do? You don't want to go in there to hunt for treasures and make a fortune. After all, there are so many treasures in this ancient tomb, and if I'm not wrong, you can only get a treasure from it every three years, right?"
"You kid know a lot, don't you!?"
Taoist Weizi chuckled: "This Tomb of Eternal Life is weird and unpredictable. If you don't want to touch it, don't touch it. Just let me, an old man, have a look. Now that I'm old, it's time for me to ascend."
Chen Ding glanced at him: "Uncle, what do you mean by this? Do you look down on our nephew?"
Taoist Weizi stroked his beard and smiled: "Just think that I look down on you. You have Leng Yu and a group of such good disciples, so you should focus on them."
Chen Ding knew that Taoist Weizi did not want him and his disciples to fall into this muddy water.
"This demon hiding in the dark has killed countless people for decades. We must subdue him." Chen Ding rejected Taoist Weizi's kindness: "And I will also tell you about Yu Menglan.
Yes, Zilong swore in front of me that he would help her redress her injustice."
The shopkeeper also said in a deep voice: "Yes, our tea house has taken charge of this matter. This demon must be punished."
Taoist Weizi smiled bitterly: "You are just like your master, you are as stubborn as a bird. I guess you, Zilong, will be as stubborn as a cow as well."
Chen Ding laughed: "When I first learned Taoism, I was really driven to death by my master's stubborn temper. Now I don't expect that I will be like him when I grow old."
The shopkeeper nodded slowly, with an extremely nostalgic look in his eyes: "Yes, he looks like a bear."
Taoist Weizi squeezed the wine glass tightly: "If he hadn't been so stubborn, he wouldn't have ended up in such a state of confusion."
Chen Ding felt a pain in his heart: "Although Master did not die well, I don't think he regrets it."
"Ding, I'm afraid you are too tired from the burden of cleaning up the family." Taoist Weizi poured himself another glass of wine: "Do you think this matter now has something to do with Yuelang?"
Chen Ding analyzed: "As far as I know, although the Monbolo sect is weird, they don't know how to use magic sounds to confuse people's minds. It's just..."