Under the big tree, Ding Xiaoyi, Mr. Chen and others sat in a circle.
What a coincidence, Ding Xiaoyi did not expect that the old man in front of him, Jiayu and the others actually had a close relationship with Zhao Ke.
He didn't hide anything about Zhao Ke and told everything he knew and saw exactly.
When it was learned that Zhao Ke was finally lying in a red coffin and disappeared at the top of Kunlun with a woman.
Lu Lao's eyes couldn't help but moisten: "So, he found it!"
"yes!"
Ding Xiaoyi nodded solemnly, not only was he a witness to this incident, but Song Xingxue also witnessed it with his own eyes.
But Mr. Lu no longer needs to check. Being able to tell about the red coffin is enough to prove that Ding Xiaoyi is not lying.
"After all, I survived to the end."
Mr. Lu let out a long sigh, his eyes were extremely disappointed. He didn't know whether he should be happy for Zhao Ke or feel silent for himself at this news.
I lived to the end but could not see the ending, and my heart was full of regrets.
Patting Jasmine on the shoulder, she was choked with sobs and didn't want to speak.
"Let's go and burn incense for your grandpa and grandma."
After speaking, he looked at Wang Tianxiong: "Send a message to your father and Uncle Zhu. After so many years, don't let them continue to remember it."
"Okay!" The two nodded.
On the side, Jiayu called out a bronze tripod with a disappointed look on his face.
The ancient tripod is full of cracks, has no fluctuations in divine power, and no brilliance. It looks simple and natural.
But even so, Ding Xiaoyi recognized at a glance that the ancient-looking cauldron in front of him was a complete and powerful artifact.
"Let's go in and take a look together."
Mr. Lu enthusiastically invited Ding Xiaoyi and Mr. Chen.
"Can we still go in?" Mr. Chen's eyes widened, thinking that the cauldron didn't look big.
I saw Jiayu gently shaking the cauldron, and suddenly green light surged, covering the crowd and sucking them into the cauldron.
Once you enter the cauldron, you will see that there is a universe inside.
It's completely a small world.
What is even more surprising is that there are peach blossom trees everywhere.
The air is filled with a rich fruity aroma, and the thick grass underfoot feels more like stepping on a wool blanket.
"interesting."
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the Great Xia Cauldron, as if it were his own spiritual space, and couldn't help but look around curiously.
Mr. Lu led them forward. After walking a few steps, they saw a huge banyan tree appearing in front of everyone. However, the banyan tree had withered long ago, and now only the dry trunk was left standing.
There is a peach tree on the side, intertwined with the banyan tree.
"Hey!" Mr. Lu let out a long sigh and patted the big banyan tree: "I told you not to marry a wife at the beginning, but you didn't listen. Look, I died so early, and now I want to tell you the news.
, you can’t hear it either.”
Jasmine took out the incense candle and lit it in front of the two trees.
Wang Tianxiong introduced in a low voice: "This banyan tree is my uncle, and the peach tree next to it is my eldest grandma."
"Is that so?"
Ding Xiaoyi looked confused, but then he thought about it and realized that this was nothing strange. After all, there was a ghost pine tree belonging to the old man in the emperor's house.
So he and Mr. Chen hurried forward and bowed deeply, which was considered a symbolic salute.
The group of people didn't take more than two steps when they saw a grave in the distance.
The tombstone reads: [Grave of the Fat Pig] There is also a line of small words written under the tombstone: "Don't call me if you have nothing to do."
"Is this also a relative of yours?"
Ding Xiaoyi asked Wang Tianxiong.
"Yes, my uncle, I haven't seen him for many years, and he has been lying here." Wang Tianxiong nodded and said.
Speaking of this uncle, I really don't have much impression, because he lay in it not long after I was born.
Haven't come out yet.
At this time, Mr. Lu walked to the grave and kicked the tombstone twice: "Are you dead? If not, come out quickly. There is news about Mr. Zhao!"
Mr. Lu shouted twice, but he couldn't see any movement inside. He could only lie down next to the grave and shouted: "If you don't come out, I will find some young ladies to dance on your grave later."
However, after shouting several times, there was still no movement on the grave.
Lu Lao seemed to have thought of something, and his face darkened: "Another one died!"
After saying that, he shook his head: "Let's go, next one."
Seeing Mr. Lu's depressed expression, Ding Xiaoyi stood behind and asked Wang Tianxiong in a low voice: "How old is this old man?"
Wang Tianxiong scratched his head: "I don't know this either, but he was almost like this when I was born, and he is still like this after so many years."
Wang Tianxiong was born too late.
He has never met Zhao Ke, nor has he tasted Zhao Ke's craftsmanship.
I just know more or less from my second brother’s mouth.
At this time, I saw a huge jasmine tree appearing in front of me.
Jasmine pointed to the tree sheepishly and said, "This is my true body."
"Your true body?"
Ding Xiaoyi was startled, but soon understood what Jasmine meant. He had the same feelings as Old Man Guisong.
But this does explain why Wang Tianxiong's face looks full of vicissitudes of life, but this second brother looks fresh and young like a pretty boy.
Emotional people are like plants and trees. Although they are much older than Wang Tianxiong, in fact, according to the age of this tree, they are still no different from ordinary people in their twenties.
The group of people walked through the woods and came to Lu Lao's hut.
In front of the cabin, I saw two old people, a man and a woman, sitting on rocking chairs. When they saw Mr. Lu coming back, they grinned: "You're back so soon, how is the world outside?"
After saying that, he noticed Mr. Chen and Ding Xiaoyi following behind.
"These two are..."
"Let me introduce you!" Mr. Lu pointed at Chen Xinghe: "This is Zhao Ke's apprentice."
"Ah!" Upon hearing this, the two old men suddenly became uneasy.
He sat up suddenly and looked up and down Chen Xinghe's body, trying to see a little bit of Zhao Ke in Chen Xinghe's body.
But what disappointed them was that Chen Xinghe was Chen Xinghe, and learning cooking skills from Zhao Ke could not change him.
"This is Ding Xiaoyi. He has brought news about Guest Zhao. You can listen to it." Mr. Lu continued.
"Hello, seniors!"
Ding Xiaoyi nodded towards the two old men.
"News from Zhao Ke! Is this guy still alive?" The old man sitting on the chair suddenly lost his composure.
After so many years, they have never heard of this name again.
This guy seemed to have completely evaporated and disappeared. They thought they would never meet this guy again in this life, but they didn't expect that Sambar actually brought them news about Zhao Ke today.
Ding Xiaoyi motioned to the two old men to calm down temporarily, because he couldn't say whether his news was good or bad.
After everyone sat down again, he recounted what he had said to Mr. Chen before.
After learning about Zhao Ke's ending, the two old men looked at each other with relief on their faces.
"Tsk, you damn lucky guy!"
"Yeah, this lucky guy is still so lucky."
Zhao Ke's ending is exactly what they want to see. After all, no one can leave this world alive.
Being able to get the ending you want before you die is an ending that many people ask for.
After the two of them were melancholy for a moment, Sambar also started talking about business.
"Since we are not considered outsiders, let's not play such imaginary tricks. Xiao Yi, this time we came to this world to fight for something."
The sambar's expression gradually became serious.
"Authority?" Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked tentatively.
"Hey, you know?" Sambar said in surprise.
He shook his head: "I only know so much, no matter how much more I don't know."
What he said was the truth. The reason why so many people left in the underworld was for the sake of power.
But what exactly is authority and how to fight for it? He doesn't know anything about it, and he wants to ask about it, but the old man and the others avoid talking about it.
So after hearing Mr. Lu's words, these two words came to mind involuntarily.
"Well, authority is easy to talk about. You can ask Jiayu for details. I'll first tell you how to fight for it."
Sambar continued: "If you want to gain authority, you must leave your name in the starry sky. Don't ask me yet, because I don't know how to leave my name. Ordinarily, it won't be time yet. As long as that time comes, we will
Nature will know."
Sambar's words were vague, but in fact, they only knew so much.
On the one hand, when I came to this world this time, I wanted to see what the current world has become.
On the other hand, it is also for authority.
After all, if you don't fight, others will fight. Once others gain authority, they won't have anything to do with you in the future.
The older generation like Sambar didn't care, but the young people like Jiayu couldn't sit still and wait for death.
"The great times are coming, and there will be great chaos. Xiao Yi, I'm afraid you, Beimang College, will not be able to survive alone."
Ding Xiaoyi could not argue with Sambar's point of view.
Yes, Beimang College itself is on the cusp of the storm. Any slight changes in the current alliance will affect the entire college, or in other words, every move of the college will also deeply affect the alliance.
"So, our demand is very simple. We join your Beimang Academy, but we need your full support on the road to fighting for authority in the future. In return, we will use our authority to protect your academy and the alliance you are in."
"Of course, if you are interested, we can grab it together. Whoever contributes the most will get the most share."
Sambar spoke very directly and laid out his interests in front of Ding Xiaoyi.
It was a completely mutually beneficial result, and it seemed that I had no reason to refuse.
But he is no longer the passionate young man he was back then. After listening carefully to Sambar's words, he thought about it and asked: "What if there is a conflict of interest?"
"If there is a conflict, let's talk about it. If we can't agree, let's break up." Sambar replied simply and straightforwardly.
Although the words don’t sound nice, they are very practical.
If Sambar patted his chest at this time and said, "If there is a conflict, I will take care of you first and follow your wishes." Ding Xiaoyi would probably reject Sambar's proposal decisively.
After all, allies like this are generally unreliable.
If it really comes to that point of irreconcilability, it is most practical for everyone to do whatever they want.
"make a deal!"
Ding Xiaoyi didn't hesitate anymore. He had no reason to let go of such a powerful ally.
What's more, when I first attracted Wang Daxiong, I didn't think so too.
Whether it is to take advantage of each other or to stay together for warmth, only by trying to join forces first can we further determine whether the two parties are compatible.
This is like living together before marriage. You need to be together for a period of time so that both parties can get to know each other more deeply.
When you know my strengths, I understand your inner meaning.
Only then will each other decide whether to further develop the relationship.
"Happy! Jasmine hasn't served tea yet."
Seeing that the matter had been settled, Sambar hurriedly urged Jasmine to bring the tea.
"Come on, come on, have a try, this is the new jasmine tea this year."
A pot of hot tea was brought to the table, and the aroma immediately overflowed. Ding Xiaoyi took a sip, and his eyes lit up. Although the taste of the tea was very simple, it was refreshing and fragrant, and it was sweet in the mouth.
Needless to say, this tea is naturally produced from jasmine itself. It is fried using special techniques, but it has a unique taste.
"If you like to drink, I have a lot here. It doesn't matter if you take them all. They are almost tired of drinking anyway."
Jasmine said a little shyly.
"Okay, okay, I won't be polite if you say that."
There happens to be no good tea in the inn, so this is the perfect way to make up for it.
Ding Xiaoyi reciprocated the favor and took out several ghost mobile phones from Rouqiu's mouth and handed them over.
I learned this trick from Datou. On the one hand, it facilitates communication, and on the other hand, it helps to build relationships. It can be called a diplomatic artifact.
However, this diplomatic artifact that has been tried and tested many times is destined to become a weak spot in the audience today.
“Ghost phone??”
Mr. Lu took the sign and took a look at it. He couldn't help frowning and said with a strange smile: "This name... is not good for health."
As he said that, he clicked on it and saw, Wow, it’s the ancestral grave chat device.
Seeing this Mr. Lu laughed so hard that he almost lost his teeth, he looked at Ding Xiaoyi curiously and said: "Are all people nowadays so playful?"
"Er..."
Ding Xiaoyi scratched his head and couldn't explain too much. It couldn't be said that this thing was not developed for living people.
On the side, Wang Mazi looked at the system loaded on it and couldn't help but look strange: "Why is it still an Android machine? It's such an old system. Hasn't there been any progress outside these years??"
He immediately clicked on it and took a look, and immediately laughed and said: "BB Ming Che, hahahahaha, Lao Lu, this phone is not only unhealthful, it is clearly rushing to send you away."
The corner of Sambar's mouth twitched, and his face was filled with disgust.
Ding Xiaoyi looks so shameless, why does he feel like he's hitting the horse's hooves by flattering him?
However, at this time, Wang Mazi curiously opened the BB Hades Car software to see what it was used for.
After clicking on it, an advertisement popped up first.
I saw Ge Erdan, a useless person, riding a motorcycle and holding a leading crutch: "Ancestral Express is online. It will be delivered in one day. Overtime is free. Do you want to receive the care of your ancestors? Hurry up and download Ancestor Express!"
The exaggerated advertising slogans and the styling are particularly shocking.
But the sambar on the side thought the voice sounded familiar, and when he looked over, his eyes almost popped out: "Hey, this grandson is still alive!!"
