"Ride... ride you for what?"
I looked at the girl with a strange expression.
Although I know that she may be talking about riding something similar to a mount, but it feels a little weird when these words come out of her mouth.
"Don't you want to ride around on a snake? It's much faster than walking."
The girl held her mouth shut and rolled her eyes as she spoke.
"No, I'll just take the car."
I quickly waved my hand, "Anyway, don't call me master, you can call me whatever you want."
I really can't accept this title.
"Then...what should I call you? Master?"
The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment before asking.
"It doesn't matter, you can call me whatever you like."
I said indifferently.
As long as she doesn't call me master, I can accept calling her uncle.
"Is there anything else?"
I saw that the girl was standing there with no reaction, so I asked her again.
"Master, you...no, master, you haven't asked me what my name is yet?"
The girl suddenly said a little aggrievedly.
"You...do you have a name too?"
I scratched my forehead and looked at her slightly embarrassed.
This kind of thing should generally have no name, right?
"Of course I have a name, I got it myself."
The girl curled her lips and said.
"Then what's your name? Little green? Little snake? Or little cauliflower?"
I looked at her with interest.
There aren't many people who can be as humane as her, right?
"My name is Su Manman, a little green cauliflower."
The girl pouted and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Why do you still have a last name?"
Suddenly there was a black line on my forehead.
It's not unusual to give yourself a name, but where did her last name come from?
"I can take whatever I want. You can call it Manman."
Su Manman curled his lips and said.
"Then let's call her Su Manman."
The corner of my mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Also, can you...can you change back? Or go back to the coffin."
I said and made a gesture with my hand.
Now that she is a grown-up girl, it still feels strange to be in the same room with me.
"Oh well."
Su Manman didn't object at all, and climbed directly into the coffin.
I quickly went up to take a look and found that she had turned into a little snake again in the coffin, crawling around at the bottom of the coffin, so I closed the lid of the coffin directly.
This guy feels that it’s better to let her out less often in the future, otherwise if she doesn’t want to go back to the coffin, I can’t carry a big girl around all day long.
After closing the coffin, I lit a cigarette and sat on the bedside to think for a while.
Since Chen Ling said that the descendants of the Yin and Yang lineage were in Baituo Mountain, he must have deduced the specific location.
This actually saved me a lot of effort.
Early the next morning, I asked someone to inquire about the location of Baituo Mountain.
This place is not far from Yunling Town, only a few dozen miles away, so after breakfast, I rushed there directly carrying the coffin.
This White Camel Mountain is located among the mountains, deep in the Yunling Mountains. The mountains are majestic and straight, with unique peaks on all sides. The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. If you stand in the distance and look at it, it will look like a fairyland.
Even people who don't understand Feng Shui can tell that this kind of place is definitely a good place.
However, this place surrounded by mountains is rarely inhabited, probably because of the inconvenient transportation. On the entire Baituo Mountain, there is only an old house halfway up the mountain.
It seems that this should be the place where descendants of the Yin and Yang lineage live, because apart from this, there are no other homes on Baituo Mountain.
But who would have thought that this seemingly isolated family would actually control several of the most serious internal struggles in the entire five branches of Xuanmen, and even lead to the destruction of the gods and ghosts.
Before that, he had worked hard to get the other half of the Book.
He really lives outside the world, but he is also strategizing and controlling many overall situations.
Such a person can be said to be very remarkable.
It's a pity that he stepped on my bottom line.
Now that I have come here, naturally there is no peace in this place.
I did not rush to the house halfway up the mountain. Instead, I walked around several mountains around Baituo Mountain and found out the lifeline of each dragon vein. Then I prepared the Zhenling spirit in advance. Two paper flags, Jumai and Jumai, were inserted respectively.
After doing all this, I carried the coffin up the mountain and slowly stepped onto Baituo Mountain.
By this time it was completely dark, and within a radius of dozens of miles, only the house halfway up the mountain had lights on.
This shows that the old house is at least inhabited.
I walked over with the coffin on my back, and soon I arrived in front of the old house.
This old house is quite big. I don’t know how such an old house was built in this mountain with inconvenient transportation. It's probably not an easy task to transport just wood, stone bricks, etc. to this mountain.
Moreover, the threshold of the gate of this old house was carved out of a single piece of stone. It was more than five meters long and was estimated to weigh at least several tons.
It is almost impossible to lift such a big thing from the bottom of the mountain, unless it is made from local materials and dug out.
I don’t know how many years have passed, but many cracks have appeared on the stone threshold. The two red painted wooden doors have long faded, showing a yellow and black color.
The two doors were closed tightly at this time, but a red paper lantern with a candle inside was hung above the door.
When the wind blows, the paper lantern begins to sway from side to side, and the red paper on the surface makes a "cracking" sound.
I stood in front of the door and looked at it for a moment, then stepped forward directly, took off the coffin from my back, and placed it outside the door, in the middle of the threshold.
Then I reached out and knocked on the door, and then hurriedly hid behind a big tree dozens of meters away.
After a while, someone came and opened the door. She was an old woman in her sixties. Her hair was a little gray, her face was criss-crossed with wrinkles, and her body was slightly stooped.
But as soon as she saw the coffin outside the door, her expression immediately changed. Then she glanced left and right vigilantly, and then closed the door directly with her backhand.
From the look on the old lady's face just now and her sharp eyes, I could tell that this old lady was definitely not an ordinary person.
It seems that this should undoubtedly be the place where the descendants of the Yin and Yang lineage live, but I don’t know how many people of their lineage are left?
This is also the reason why I didn't show up directly, because I know nothing about the yin and yang lineage.
It is not a wise move to show hard steel directly without knowing the details.
