After hearing what I said, Dalang said nothing. After a moment of silence, he said, "Since you have figured it out, let's go."

It was not until this time that I noticed that my seriously injured left hand had completely recovered without realizing it. Is this the effect of Huang Lin's beast armor? This is really amazing. If I were an ordinary human now, not a wizard, then I would surely believe immediately that there must be ghosts and gods in this world.

I thought about it secretly, and followed Dalang out of the cave at the same time. Then, he blocked the entrance of the cave with a huge rock and whispered a few words to it. I knew that he was saying goodbye to his lover Bing'er.

Then, he walked to a section of the valley and saw countless vines as thick as human arms winding down in the steep mountain. After walking below, Dalang didn't say much, reached out to grab one of them and climbed up.

I was about to leave this hidden world, and I felt like I was reborn again. However, I thought of something again. Ma Yunlu asked me to come here, and he must know that I would meet Bing'er. Since Bing'er could take me to see Dalang, Ma Yunlu might have also seen Dalang.

So, does he ask me to come here with some special purpose? Thinking of this, my doubts became increasingly serious. As I was wondering, I suddenly heard the illusion head say in my mind: "Boy, will you incorporate me as a means to enhance your spiritual cultivation? To be honest."

"Damn, what are you talking about? Old bug. Of course not, how could I do such a thing? I can't even kill a wizard. How could I have such thoughts? You're thinking too much." Without any hesitation, I answered him.

In fact, I have never thought about this problem these days. I just heard Dalang say it. To me, the Huanshou is like the closest relative, and his help to me is obvious. If it weren't for the Huanshou, I would have died eighteen times. So, I am not saying this to show my attitude.

To me, the fantasy head is no longer a friend, but my brother, relative, or myself, or another self.

Of course I couldn't deceive him. What I thought in my heart was what I said. So Huanshou didn't continue asking.

Although I only have one left hand, climbing a mountain is not a difficult task for me who has a spirit ghost dress to protect my body. Soon, we climbed onto the Broken Soul Cliff.

After standing on the mountain road, Dalang looked down at the foot of the mountain and sighed: "It's been thirty years, and in a blink of an eye, it's a pity that you can never see the scenery of the world with me again." After saying that, he was very sad.

I said heartlessly: "It seems that you are only in your thirties at most, right? How could you stay there for thirty years?"

Dalang ignored me and just looked forward with a high eye. His walking posture was very eye-catching, with his head held high and his chest tilted, and he looked very proud. After leaving the Wuming Mountain, I asked: "The wizards in Xuan Palace have many forces. Should we choose the right walking route to avoid these entanglements?"

Dalang hummed with disdain and said, "What's the use of too many people? In my eyes, these wizards are just waste like pigs and dogs. No matter how much waste there is, what's the use of?"

"So, let's go to the Lugu Lake area of ​​Nanyun Province now?"

"Of course. But before I go, I still have a few things to do. Let's do it one by one in order. It won't take long." After that, he looked around and said, "Do you have a car? If you have a car, it will be much more convenient."

My car was not here, so I took a taxi. Dalang obviously didn't understand the taxi operation model. He had been away from this world for thirty years. However, his arrogant and arrogant nature made him disdain to "ask" me a little wizard. After getting on the car, the driver asked, "Where are you two going?"

He said briefly: "The old house of Yue's family."

"It's a coincidence. The news came out in the newspaper yesterday that the Yue family's old house was discussing for sale. If it was sold, the place would not be Yue Changqi's property. At that time, it would definitely be a restaurant. It is a popular area in Datong City."

Dalang asked in a low tone: "The person surnamed Yue is going to sell his ancestral property, right?"

"Now, who doesn't look at money? The old house of Yue's family clearly stated that it is a attraction, but it is a private house. It is not allowed to visit casually. I guess that family has enough to live in. Think about it, even if he has his eyes closed, he can sell tens of millions. Isn't it more affordable to change a villa? It's so uncomfortable and inconvenient to live in an old house. How can it be compared with a villa?"

Through the reversing mirror, I saw Dalang's face getting darker, as if this old house of Yue's family had a lot to do with him. The car drove through the city at lightning speed and stopped in front of a courtyard near the edge of the Second Ring Road in Datong City.

After getting off the bus, I saw that the color of the red painted door of this old house that retained the antique fragrance was about to fade away, and the two pairs of lion-headed door handles were also rusted by the years. However, the red lanterns at the door and the large plaque at the front of the door were all retained, and there was an inimitable atmosphere of time on it. The large plaque had four golden painted characters "Yue's Old House".

It is estimated that this place should be considered a cultural relics and historical sites in Datong City. We got out of the car and before I could ask questions, Dalang didn't knock on the door, and pushed the door open with a hand.

When I saw that the area of ​​the courtyards in all directions was not small, including pavilions, lofts, small bridges and flowing water. In ancient times, there were all kinds of interior decorations that wealthy families should have. Unfortunately, the lotus pond had long lost water, and the trees, flowers and plants had long become a pile of dead branches and leaves. The indescribable dilapidation made people sigh.

If it weren't for a fat middle-aged man sitting at the door of the main hall, I thought this place had been sold, so I would have waited to be demolished.

The fat man was sleeping soundly and was awakened by the door of the room that was pushed open with a "slam". He immediately stared at his red eyes, walked up to us, and asked politely: "You two, who are you looking for Yue Changqi?"

Dalang said coldly: "Where are others?"

"You must be Dalang. Mr. Yue told me that you should come and you must be entertained. I will call him here and ask him to come. Please wait."

After saying that, just as he was about to invite us in, Dalang suddenly asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"I am the chef whom Mr. Yue invited to cook. At the beginning of this year, he hired me and said that he would wait for you to make a meal for you. Now, from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, in the past twelve months, I have only received a salary and have never done anything. I am almost embarrassed if I am not afraid of you making jokes. I am almost born. Mr. Yue is really rich. My salary alone is enough to have a few of the best banquets in the best hotel in Datong City. Needless to say, you must be a great guest. He has invested a lot of money for you."

The chef saw that he was a very philosophical and versatile person. He was so smart that he could only choose good things. However, Dalang was too lazy to respond. He ignored him and walked straight into the main hall and sat on the main seat of the table. He saw that the house was cleaned spotlessly.

The chef poured two glasses of water first and said, "This water is boiled every day, this is my only job this year. Please, please, I will go to cook now to ensure you are satisfied. Mr. Yue, I will arrive later."
Chapter completed!