After returning to the yard arranged for us by Jiang Shi, Liu Wensan looked a little drunk.
I have never seen Liu Wensan drunk in such a long time.
With his ability to drink, he has always been able to drink a thousand glasses, and now he is in compliance with the old saying that if you don't drink, you will get drunk.
After I sent him into a room, I turned around and walked out of the door.
After we came out, I found that both Feng Jun and Feng Bao looked hesitant and uneasy.
"Mr. Luo... Shen Ji suddenly went out just now... We..." It was Feng Bao who spoke, his voice slightly unnatural.
"She has places she wants to go and things she wants to do. She will be back tomorrow." I waved my hand, indicating that they don't have to worry about the bun.
In fact, after thinking about it carefully, I knew where Shen Ji had gone. Since the body of Jiang Pan's daughter was not recovered, she must have gone to Jiang Pan's former residence.
The feeling of exhaustion gradually rose, so I asked Feng Bao and Feng Jun to go into the room to rest. Without worrying or paying attention, I returned to my house.
After a simple shower, I put on clean clothes and checked everything I brought with me.
The key items were all packed in waterproof bags. They didn't get wet and nothing was lost.
I felt a lot more relaxed. After lying on the bed, I fell asleep almost as soon as I leaned against the pillow.
The moment before I fell asleep, I couldn't help but think about Mr. Yin Yang's fate, so that even after I fell asleep, I was still in a half-dream and half-awake state.
And I always feel like there is someone standing next to me...
My consciousness became increasingly chaotic, and I struggled to dispel the confusion, even to wake up.
I fell asleep in the middle of the night, and it was not that comfortable to have someone standing next to the bed.
But instead of waking up... I started dreaming...
I dreamed of a particularly strange village. Everyone in the village was skinny, but their bellies were astonishingly big, as if they were ten months pregnant.
I walked on the path of the village, followed by a Taoist priest wearing a gray robe.
The Taoist priest was tall and straight, with a cold and indifferent expression on his chiseled face. Who else could this person be if he wasn't Yang Qingshan?
The people in the courtyards on both sides of the village road all looked at Yang Qingshan and me fiercely, with unconcealable greed and hidden fear in their eyes.
Yang Qingshan kept leading me forward, but the village road seemed to be endlessly long. No matter how I walked, I could never reach the end or the end...
"Where are we going?" Even though I knew this was a dream, I still couldn't suppress the confusion and confusion in my heart, so I turned to ask Yang Qingshan.
Yang Qingshan did not answer me. There was no expression on his face at the moment. What was even more frightening was that his entire face was filled with a rich iron-green color, and his eyes were full of dark cyan.
He kept walking forward, and the speed of his feet increased a bit.
I quickly followed, but at this time, I suddenly discovered some problems.
The ground beneath my feet was cracked, and the sky above me was gloomy and dark.
The villagers staring at us on both sides all had strange shapes, like evil spirits. Their faces and limbs seemed to have feather marks sticking close to them.
My eyes looked ahead, and in the haziness, I saw a huge mountain range!
The mountain range was wrapped and filled with mist, but there was a huge trace of fracture in it.
From a distance, it looks like a majestic and endless dragon that is about to collapse!
I stood there blankly, motionless.
Yang Qingshan's figure disappeared from my sight, and he was galloping forward...
The next moment, everything disappeared...
I opened my eyes suddenly and stared at the beams above.
I couldn't wake up when I wanted to, but now I suddenly woke up again, but it was when I didn't want to wake up.
It was quiet all around, so quiet that you could hear your own heavy breathing.
It was still dark outside, and only the pale moonlight penetrated into the house.
I know I didn't sleep for long, and now, beside my bed...there is indeed a person sitting, a man.
He was wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a broad back and a straight waist. There were various Taoist belongings hanging around his waist.
"Senior Qingshan..." My voice was dry and hoarse. My eyes, which had just regained their clarity, looked at Yang Qingshan's back in astonishment. I couldn't figure out for a moment that it was because Yang Qingshan was here that I did what I just did. Dream, or is it because my dream is a sign that Yang Qingshan will appear next to me because something is about to happen?
"You gave away the barely usable compass." Yang Qingshan didn't look back, his back was turned to me.
My face stiffened, and I hesitated for a moment before saying, "Jiang Pan's Yang Gongpan is the same as Tianyuan Xiangshu, so I have to give him a deep bun."
"You need a compass." Yang Qingshan spoke again.
"In Zhang'er..." I just said three words and stopped talking.
By some strange coincidence, I said something: "Senior Qingshan, is there going to be a problem where you are going?" In fact, I originally wanted to say that Yang Qingshan and I might want to go to the same place.
But I don’t know why the words came to my lips and my mouth became bald again.
"Get your compass back, kill the people you want to kill, and clear up the troubles you want to clear up. I will take you there. Your Yin and Yang skills are not enough, but time is indeed running out." Yang Qingshan suddenly stood up , turned his back to me and walked towards the outside of the house.
