"Senior, I have entrusted Xiaodong to you. As Xiaodong's most trusted master, you will definitely not let me down, right?"

The Jidao old man patted his chest: "Little friend Ningcheng, what are you talking about? Xiaodong is my favorite disciple, how could I let anything happen to him?"

Ning Cheng asked: "But I returned to Blue Star this time and did some sensing, but I couldn't find Xiaodong."

The Jidao old man avoided his eyes and said: "That's because I arranged Xiaodong in a relatively safe place. If nothing else, the safety must be very high. You can rest assured about this."

Ning Cheng wanted to ask something else, but the old man Ji Dao took the initiative to change the subject: "It's a rare time to come back and have instant noodles together in the evening?"

Ning Cheng said: "In Blue Star, it seems that instant noodles are not used to entertain friends."

The old man Jidao smiled and said: "We must use the highest etiquette. In my opinion, serving instant noodles is the highest benefit." He thought for a while and asked: "Or should I take you to eat a very unpalatable red wine and foreign meal?

"

Ning Cheng shook his head: "I won't eat the food selected by the tire shop. Go to my house and have skewers."

"OK!"

In the yard, cumin is sprinkled on the meat, the pine charcoal fire crackles, and the rich animal fat permeates the surface of the meat, giving it a fragrant aroma.

Zhuge Changqing was patiently staring at the meat on the side, looking forward to it. Inside the house, the old man Jidao was walking around Ningcheng's home, and he felt pretty good.

"Ning Cheng, I have collected a lot of information recently, but I don't know whether I should tell it or not." Zhuge Changqing took the mutton skewers from Ning Cheng and took a bite: "It's delicious!"

Ning Cheng also took a bite and glanced at the old man Jidao who was preparing to make noodles in the room: "Did he tell you a lot? Do you have any concerns?"

Zhuge Changqing didn't bother to talk. He finished showing off the sizzling and oily mutton skewers in one bite. He opened his mouth wide and gasped. He picked up the ice-cold green stick on the table and took a big sip.

The hops mixed with the mutton were swallowed into his stomach, and he burped with satisfaction: "Well, because I'm not sure whether this is real or not. He didn't tell me personally, but I have been dreaming."

"Keep talking."

"In my recent dreams, I always see a brand new world, prosperous, majestic, and exciting. It is definitely not the scenery of the wilderness, but maybe the scene of the ultimate world that once existed."

Ning Cheng gave Zhuge Changqing another string; "Do you suspect that this is what the Jidao old man is telling you in a dream?"

"Yes!" Zhuge Changqing said doubtfully: "I don't understand. Isn't it just an introduction to the world? Does it need to be done in this way? In fact, he can tell me directly."

Ning Cheng didn't explain much; "Tell me, what did you see?"

Zhuge Changqing planned to eat mutton skewers again, but Ning Cheng snatched it away: "Let's get down to business, eat after you finish talking."

Zhuge Changqing smacked his fingers and said, "They are some weird and illogical dreams. I can't even tell you exactly what happened. But in order to let you see clearly, I am currently making a dream formation."

, when the time comes, I can bring out the pictures I saw in my dream, so that you can see them."

Ning Cheng handed the mutton skewers to Zhuge Changqing again: "Well done."

The old man Jidao walked out holding two bowls of instant noodles. From time to time he would look at the stopwatch in his hand, which was counting down; "Old Taoist, are we counting down again?"

The old man Jidao smiled awkwardly, handed one of the bowls of instant noodles to Ning Cheng and said, "Little friend Ning Cheng, try my way of eating, you will like it. The main thing is the timing of the first bite, one second earlier, one second later.

It makes a huge difference in seconds!”

Ning Cheng took the instant noodles and looked at the concentrated expression of the old Jidao man, and couldn't help but ask: "Senior Jidao, can I ask you something?"

The Jidao old man didn't raise his head and stared at the time: "Say."

"It's not that important."

"Then let's finish eating." Jidao picked up the chopsticks and was about to open the lid of the instant noodles.

"But." Ning Cheng's voice interrupted the Jidao old man's movements.

When the time came, Jidao didn't get to eat the noodles.

He looked at Ning Cheng with a straight face, as if you had ruined my good deeds.

Ning Cheng chuckled lightly, handed the noodles in his hand to Jidao and said, "I still have ten seconds."

"Nine"
Chapter completed!