This man in black robe was the old Taoist whom he met during the day. Chen Tianwen never expected that he would meet the old Taoist just today and meet again tonight.
I really think about it every day, and if I don’t go to bed early at night, I will attract unclean things.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds.
The old Taoist stared at Chen Tianwen's thin face and said with a smile: "I'm not surprised, I'm not surprised."
When Chen Tianwen heard what the old Taoist said, he didn't know what to say for a moment. The temperament of this old Taoist was really different during the day and at night.
Seeing that there was no malice in the other party's words, Chen Tianwen gradually calmed down and stopped panicking. Moreover, the other party visited Chen's house at night and obviously did not want to make a big deal about it.
Chen Tianwen walked out from behind the desk and said respectfully to the old Taoist: "Master, I don't know what to do with this junior if you enter Chen's house at night."
"Pindao even injured your third uncle during the day. Aren't you scared to see Pindao at night?"
The old Taoist joked lightly, looking at the other person with a pair of eyes unscrupulously.
"The real person has no ill intentions towards me, so why should this junior be afraid? What's more, with the real person's martial arts, within these few feet, even if the junior is afraid, it will be useless."
Chen Tianwen stood aside, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.
The old Taoist nodded after hearing this.
He took out an envelope from his clothes, handed it to Chen Tianwen and said, "Open it and take a look."
Chen Tianwen looked suspicious and took the envelope from the old Taoist hand.
He glanced at the envelope. The paint seal on it was still there, indicating that no one had touched it.
After a few minutes.
Chen Tianwen bowed to the old man and said, "Senior, let's go."
There wasn't much content on the envelope. It was a handwritten letter from Chen Tianwen's grandfather. The main content was to ask Chen Tianwen to follow him, and nothing else was mentioned.
The old Taoist glanced at Chen Tianwen with approval.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye to your parents at home?"
"Need not."
The old man came to visit late at night and sent a letter from his grandfather. Chen Tianwen naturally knew that this matter should not be made public. The Chen family was very arrogant and it was obvious that his grandfather also wanted him to leave quietly.
"Don't you need to bring anything?"
The old man asked again.
Chen Tianwen turned around and took a deep look at the room where he had lived for many years. He walked into the back bedroom, took out three copper coins from under the pillow, took a robe and put it on himself, and walked out.
The old Taoist glanced at Chen Tianwen and put on extra warm clothes. He turned around and walked out of the small building. Chen Tianwen lowered his head and followed.
There is no moon and no snow tonight.
Outside the small building, the old Taoist held Chen Tianwen's shoulders, jumped up, flew dozens of feet into the air, and disappeared from the sky above the Chen Mansion in a few seconds.
Wushengfang, Beixiang Prince's Mansion.
On the roof, Chen Tianwen looked pale, leaning on the ridge of the roof and bending down to breathe heavily, his whole body shivering from the cold.
The old man stood aside and looked at the layout of the Beixiang Palace. The Beixiang Palace was much larger than the Chen Palace, but it looked very simple. On the contrary, it was not as brightly lit as the Chen Palace, and the layout was also extremely simple. The entire palace was square and huge. Except for a few servants on duty dozing off against the concierge, the palace seemed very quiet and empty.
The old man withdrew his eyes, looked at Chen Tianwen and said, "Boy from the Chen family, are you okay?"
Chen Tianwen stood up straight, rubbed his frozen face, and said tremblingly: "Senior, it's okay."
"Then you wait here for me. It's very windy at night. Try to squat as much as possible to avoid falling."
After the old Taoist gave an instruction, the person disappeared on the spot in the blink of an eye.
Chen Tianwen was messy in the cold wind. He looked at his height, fearfully squatted down again, and muttered: It's so high, I'm afraid I'll fall, and I don't know how to put me down.
After Lao Dao left the roof, he uncovered the tiles on the roof one by one in a group of buildings and soon found Lu Youjing. '
The old man rolled off the roof, opened the door, walked into the back room, and saw Lu Youjing lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
The old man stood by the bed with a smile on his face. He stretched out his finger and poked Lu Youjing's face.
Lu Youjing turned over and turned his back to the old man, muttering vaguely: "Steamed buns, steamed buns."
The old man was so playful that he walked directly to Lu Youjing's bed, squatted down, and poked Lu Youjing's face with his hand.
Lu Youjing probably felt uncomfortable on his face. He closed his eyes, raised his hand slightly, pulled it towards the air, and said again: "Uncle Wei, don't make trouble."
Seeing that the other person didn't wake up like this, the old Taoist directly put his hands on the other person's face and used a little force.
Lu Youjing may have felt his body being restrained by something in his sleep, making him very uncomfortable. This time his reaction was more intense than the previous two times.
He raised his hand, hit himself hard in the face, and slapped Lao Dao on the arm.
The old man looked at Lu Youjing's hand and did not avoid it. He let the other person's hand rest on his arm. Instead, he squeezed Lu Youjing's face harder.
Lu Youjing felt the pain in his body intensify. He frowned and his eyelids moved, a gap slightly exposed in his closed eyes.
The old Taoist squatted down and said with a smile: "Are you awake?"
Lu Youjing's eyes were sleepy and he whispered: "Who are you!"
"Don't you know Pindao?"
Lu Youjing probably hadn't come to his senses yet, so he said impatiently: "Whoever knows you is a miserable person. If you want to sleep next to me, just sleep here and don't disturb me."
Lu Youjing turned his head and closed his eyes and said: "Uncle Wei, what are you going to eat today? I'll try to find a way to get some food. If it doesn't work, I'll sell the horse. Anyway, I'm so thin that I don't have a few kilograms of meat left. I'll take advantage of this opportunity." I haven’t starved to death yet, and I can sell it for a good price.”
There were only two people in the room, Lao Dao and Lu Youjing, and his call could not be answered.
The old Taoist looked confused after hearing what Lu Youjing said, not knowing what the other party was doing.
As for Lu Youjing, he didn't wake up at all, or in other words, he was still conscious. He thought he was in a ruined temple now, and regarded the old Taoist as the same miserable person.
Let's all lie down together to keep each other warm. Don't dislike anyone.
Although the veteran didn't know what the situation was like, he still understood that this person was not awake.
The old man stretched out his hand and flicked the melon on Lu Youjing's head hard.
"boom"
A very clear voice sounded in the room.
"Ouch."
"It hurts, it hurts."
Lu Youjing jumped up and sat upright. He opened his eyes, glared at the old man with a pair of tiger eyes, and said loudly: "What are you doing!"
"Wake up now."
Lu Youjing looked at the old Taoist's face and cursed: "Don't just rely on your age to attack people at will."
The old man smiled bitterly: "It seems you still haven't woken up."
"Who didn't wake up? Who didn't wake up?"
