Missing Ye Taoling was just a moment of Bai Shu's confusion. When he came to his senses, he walked to the Mochi just a few steps away.

The water in the ink pond is exactly the same as the rumors. It is almost ink-colored, but it is not as frightening as the real darkness. It is full of the clear air rippling from ink paintings.

The ink pond was surrounded by people, and the water was used to draw ink for the purpose of quizing plums. Bai Shu also found it interesting, so he walked up to the water to take a look.

At this time, Bai Shu deeply realized what the girl said before, what it means to be cold in the Mochi Garden. As soon as she approached Mochi, Bai Shu felt a bone-like cold air. But Bai Shu looked at others carefully, but no one was afraid of the cold like him, and he had a relaxed and freehand expression on his face.

Only then did Bai Shu suddenly realize that the cold air beside the Mochi is probably not something that ordinary people can easily feel. Only people like him who have some understanding of the laws of heaven and earth can feel this coldness.

Bai Shu squatted by the ink pond and looked carefully, trying to realize something in the noisy crowd, but Bai Shu watched for a long time but could not catch any clues.

Bai Shu stood up unconsciously and prepared to leave. He knew in his heart that his perception of natural phenomena was definitely not something that happened overnight. Just as Bai Shu turned around and was about to leave, a white light suddenly flashed under the dark waves of the Mochi, like a pure white carp.

At this moment, Bai Shu suddenly remembered the black magma he had thrown into the lotus pond. When the black carp swam away, it seemed to be in this posture.

Bai Shu stopped and looked carefully into the water, but he could no longer see anything, and could only see layers of deep black.

Perhaps because he was confused, Bai Shu thought so in his heart and continued walking along the edge of Mochi Garden toward the depths of Mochi Garden.

As we walked further down, fewer and fewer tourists were coming, and finally we could no longer smell the fragrance of plum blossoms. Until we arrived at a yard surrounded by a wooden fence next to the Mochi, there was another cold plum in the yard, and an old man with white beards sat on the wooden bench at the door.

Bai Shu walked forward and was stopped by the old man before he could speak. The old man rushed to the scene: "This place is not open to the public, so go back quickly!"

Bai Shu smiled and said, "You misunderstood. I was entrusted by someone to come here to get something."

The old man glared at him, "Don't you know whose place of residence this is? After the old man passed away, only Mr. 6 lived here. I was fortunate to be a attendant for Mr. 6 more than fifty years ago, and now I have not seen Mr. 6 for a long time."

Although the old man was blaming Bai Shu, he unconsciously brought a little arrogant in his words, as if he could be a attendant for 6 Jingxiu, which was such a thing worth showing off.

Bai Shu looked at the old man's slightly red cheeks and felt that the old man's pride was not completely unreasonable. The only people who can compete with 6 Jingxiu in the world are the ancestor Taixu, and perhaps the ancestor of the sword sect, Yao Ji, who can have contact with such a person, is still worthy of being proud of.

Bai Shu pretended to be amazed and said, "Mr. 6 is the rumored ancestor Qi Fang, the gentleman who became famous all over the countryside of Taiping Lake?"

The old man touched his beard and said arrogantly: "Of course it's that Mr. 6, as long as you know."

Bai Shu held back and didn't make him laugh. He just suddenly thought that if the old man knew that he had pulled the beard of Liu Jingxiu, scolded Liu Jingxiu's old bastard, and Liu Jingxiu spitted at him like a trick, would his chin fall off in surprise?

Bai Shu pursed her lips, suppressed her smile and said in a compliment: "It turns out that you have been a attendant for Mr. 6. I admire you. I believe you are also very talented and well-educated." Bai Shu bowed again as he spoke.

The old man was extremely helpful, and did not dodge or avoid Bai Shu's gift, and said proudly: "You kid still have some knowledge. Are you also a disciple in Lixiangyuan?"

Bai Shu said with neither humility nor arrogantly: "You are just living in Lingwu City for a while. You have never met Lixiangyuan, but you are a disciple of Taixu Temple."

The old man was slightly shocked and shook his head and said, "Taixu Temple Taoism is naturally unparalleled, but in terms of knowledge, it is far inferior to our Lixiangyuan."

Bai Shu felt a little unhappy and said, "I passed by this ink pond and got a poem and said to you to listen to it and wait for the axe to correct it. How about it?"

The old man was a little surprised and nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I didn't expect that the disciples of Taixu Temple would also write poems."

Bai Shu was not convinced, but smiled on the surface: "The trees at the head of my inkstone washing pond are blooming with light ink marks. Don't praise the good color, but only the clear air fills the world."

The old man was stunned when he heard what Bai Shu said. Obviously, he did not expect that Bai Shu would give him a high-level poem in a moment.

Bai Shu said modestly: "The disciples of Taixu Temple do not understand literature and ink, so they can only write poems of this level. Please give me some advice."

The old man was in Lixiangyuan for many years. Although he was proud of himself, he was really knowledgeable. Because of this, he knew in his heart that Bai Shu's poem was not inferior in terms of words and meaning, and he had nothing to say.

Especially after the old man thought about the joints clearly, his face turned red.

The trees in the head of the inkstone pool in my family, with flowers blooming ink marks, are the words of Mochi Garden in the open, but in fact they are spoken from Bai Shu's mouth, meaning that the disciples who came out of Mo Yuanshan all have the extraordinary integrity of Taixu Temple.

The next sentence, don't praise the good color, and only keep the clear air full of the universe, is even more ironic when the old man looked down on the disciples of Taixu Temple and the current noble character of Bai Shu.

"Gao Chu'er, it's already the third day in the city." Bai Shu suddenly said such a word without any end, but the old man stood up excitedly and pointed at Bai Shu and couldn't speak.

Seeing the old man reacting like this, Bai Shu knew in his heart that he had found the wrong person. 6 Jingxiu ordered Bai Shu to come to Mochiyuan to get something. He calculated that the person who is staying here now was the one he had been many years ago.

The old man was dumbfounded and finally came back to his senses and asked Bai Shu: "How did you know this?"

The old man's surname is Gao, and his legs and feet have always been inconvenient. Liu Jingxiu called him Gao Cuer. Many years ago, when Gao Cuer was a attendant for Liu Jingxiu, he could not rest until the third day of the day. However, Gao Cuer likes to be lazy and often falls asleep on the stool until the third day of the day, he leans on his stool. Therefore, every time Liu Jingxiu is up to the third day of the day, he reminds Gao Cuer and lets him sleep on the bed.

Even now, occasionally in dreams, Gao Qiuer would hear the third update of the city in a trance, and the 6-respectful sentence sounded in his ears: "Gao Qiuer, the third update of the city has been in his mind."

Bai Shu smiled and said, "It was Liu Jingxiu who asked me to come back to get things."

When Gao Qiuer heard this, he actually burst into tears. The turbid tears wet his white beard. He said excitedly: "Are you still safe after separation after years of separation?"

Bai Shu could hear it, Gao Qiuer was holding back his emotions and replied, "Everything is fine."

Gao Qiuer nodded repeatedly and said ok, standing there tremblingly and unable to speak for a long time. Finally, he asked Bai Shu again: "What is your relationship with your husband?"

Bai Shu frowned and pondered at this time, thinking about the relationship between him and Liu Jingxiu. Just when Gao Qiuer was very surprised, he saw Bai Shu saying seriously: "I am a disciple of Liu Jingxiu!"

Gao Qiuer was stunned and soon understood, and scolded Bai Shu sternly and said, "Since you are a disciple of your husband, how dare you call him the husband's name directly? Isn't it a disrespectful elder?"

Bai Shu waved his hand gently and said, "My relationship with Liu Jingxiu is not simple, it is really inconvenient to talk to you."

Gao Qiuer wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Bai Shu and said, "I can go in now. I am entrusted by 6 retreats to come here to get things."

Bai Shu said as he walked around Gao Qiu'er and walked inside. Gao Qiu'er quickly stopped Bai Shu and said, "You can't go in now, you can only get things at night if you have to take them."

Bai Shu was a little impatient and said angrily: "I will only take something for a while, but you insisted that I wait till night. Why is this?"

Gao Chui'er couldn't explain clearly for a long time, but after a while, he put on a sentence: "You disciples of Taixu Temple are also romantic in their literary talent. I still want to ask you for some advice."

Bai Shu laughed out loud and asked, "Are you afraid of delaying the 6th retreat? In the end, he blamed you?"

"This" Gao Qiuer was angry, but he still stood firmly in front of Bai Shu and said, "Even if the sir is blaming me, I can't let you in. Just wait, you can't wait for too long."

Bai Shu had other arrangements tonight, so he naturally didn't want to spend a whole day in Lixiangyuan. At that moment, Bai Shu smiled slightly and patted Gao Cu'er on the shoulder. Gao Cu'er suddenly felt that his body stiffened and he could no longer move.

Bai Shu nodded with satisfaction, as if the effect of this patting had reached his expectations, and then Bai Shu raised his legs and continued walking inside.

Gao Qiuer was still chattering: "You really can't go in, why don't you listen to others' advice?"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Shu turned around and glared at him. The next moment, Gao Qiuer opened his mouth wide, but never made any sound, as if he suddenly lost his voice.

Bai Shu smiled with satisfaction again, and finally pushed open the wooden fence door unimpeded and walked under the plum blossoms in the yard.

The plum blossoms on the treetops were only written on the petal. Bai Shu glanced at them in a hurry and vaguely glanced at the word "home and country" and couldn't help but feel warm.

Because people inside and outside the wooden fence are not allowed to enter, the word "Family and Country" is written for yourself, not to show it to others. Bai Shu still admires this sincerity.

Just as Bai Shu was about to push the door and enter, two guards appeared out of thin air in the dark, one on the left and the other on the right, and actually wanted to capture Bai Shu.
Chapter completed!