Wu Zhongyuan knew that the old man in black wanted to take him to see the woman in white. If he said he was not nervous at all, he was deceiving himself, and he was more or less nervous. However, this kind of nervousness was not about being unconfidence in himself, but about the strong expectation of seeing the true face of Xinyuehu. The old man in black said it was amazing. He wanted to see how a woman could make all women jealous and hate and make all men like it.

The old man in black did not walk fast, and he kept turning his back to Wu Zhongyuan when he walked.

"You have been turning your back to me, aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to escape?" Wu Zhongyuan asked with a smile.

"You have shallow cultivation, and you only rely on the Azure Dragon Armor. Without the Azure Dragon Armor, how can you escape?" said the old man in black.

Wu Zhongyuan couldn't understand what the old man in black said. His confidence did come from the Azure Dragon Armor, but the problem now is that the Azure Dragon Armor has been worn on him, and he can drive Feili at any time. Why did the old man in black say "no Azure Dragon Armor"?

Just as he was about to ask a question, the old man in black stopped, picked a purple fruit from a small green tree next to the road and threw it to Wu Zhongyuan, "This is persimmon."

Wu Zhongyuan reached out to take it, looked closely and was very surprised and laughed, "Isn't this mangosteen?"

"What did you say?" The old man in black tilted his head to look at him.

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer the conversation immediately, and looked at the fruit again. It was indeed a modern mangosteen. He squeezed it hard and the flesh inside was very similar to mangosteen, but it was not a petal, but a complete white ball. He smelled it with his nose and smelled it. It was the smell of mangosteen, but it was confirmed that this thing was not mangosteen, because the flesh was cold and the flesh immediately frosted after crushing the shell.

"Why is the coldness of this fruit so heavy?" Wu Zhongyuan asked casually.

The old man in black turned around and walked, "Xinyue Island is the fire island. Except for the master, others, if they do not eat cold-yin persimmons, they will not be able to live here for a long time."

Wu Zhongyuan was busy eating fruits and did not ask again. This thing tasted very similar to mangosteen, but it was cold in the mouth, as if it contained an ice lump in his mouth. Modern mangosteen was known as fruit, and it had the effect of reducing fire and was very consistent with the characteristics of persimmon. Mangosteen was probably a variant of persimmon, but its effect was not as magical as persimmon.

The old man in black didn't seem to have expected Wu Zhongyuan to eat whatever he threw him over, "Are you really a poisonous person?"

"Not that, but I'm not afraid of most poisons," Wu Zhongyuan still had the fruit of the frozen mouth in his mouth, and his words were ambiguous. "Why can you transform the things outside your body after eating persimmons?"

It was his disease that he liked to find out the roots, but the old man in black did not answer his question. Wu Zhongyuan could only carefully sense the changes in his body and try to find out the reason why persimmons can transform external objects. Persimmons have no fruit core and melt quickly after entering the mouth. When inhaling, the cold air flows through the lungs and the limbs and bones feel cool.

"How long can this thing be stored?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"As long as the mysterious skin is not broken, it will not fail." The old man in black said casually.

"Can I pick a few?" Wu Zhongyuan asked carefully. After saying that, he hurriedly added, "I don't want it for nothing, I'll exchange it for something."

The old man in black frowned and turned around, "Why do you think you can leave alive?"

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer the other party's words, but smiled and said, "Will I pick a few?"

The old man in black glanced at him, turned around and did it again.

Seeing that the other party did not explicitly object, Wu Zhongyuan thought he had agreed and walked to the tree to pick a few. He felt that it was not enough, so he pulled another handful. Since he had already taken it, he would just pick more. This thing is everywhere here and there are not anywhere else. I don’t know if he can come here in the future. Thinking of this, he caught more than a dozen more. It must be enough. It’s enough to eat fruit.

Wu Zhongyuan put persimmons into his bag and quickly followed the old man in black. "I have a question. People's life span is very short. Those people you are looking for cannot always take care of your master unless you have a way to extend their life span."

The old man in black did not answer the conversation.

"Since you have a way to extend your life, why not use it yourself?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again.

The old man in black still refused to respond.

Wu Zhongyuan was full of questions, but the old man in black did not answer him all the questions. If the other party didn't answer, he couldn't help. "I still feel that people are more reliable than monkeys. You have seen that as long as you lose your control, they will be greedy and play and slack in their work."

"It will at least not hurt the Lord." said the old man in black.

"But it can't do errands well," said Wu Zhongyuan.

The old man in black sighed.

The old man in black was taciturn. If Wu Zhongyuan didn't take the initiative to speak, the atmosphere would froze. After a brief ponder, Wu Zhongyuan said again, "You don't seem to want to kill me."

The old man in black tilted his head to look at him, "Oh?"

Wu Zhongyuan smiled and said, "If you want to kill me, you won't wait until now, and you won't take me to see your master."

"Continue." said the old man in black.

"You may not have much time, people are unreliable, and monkeys cannot do well, and you have no time to continue to choose, so you put your last hope on me, hoping that a miracle will happen." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"You are very smart," said the old man in black calmly, "but the smarter the person is often the more unreliable."

"How come you have this kind of thought?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"The minds of smart people are more complicated than those of stupid people. The more complex the minds, the greater the variables," said the old man in black and smiled bitterly, "Believe me, young man, I have lived for more than five thousand years, and I know people's hearts better than you."

Wu Zhongyuan was surprised and happy when he heard this. It was more than 5,000 years, which was a very terrifying concept. He never thought that the lifespan of a human or beast could be so long. Since this person had lived for more than 5,000 years, he must have experienced the six paths of melee. Before, he had been searching for clues about the other five paths, and wanted to know himself and his enemy. He did not expect that today he would meet a living person who had personally experienced that war.

While speaking, the two of them came to the stone building on the hillside. There must have been a large palace here before. I don’t know whether it was destroyed by war or by the wind and rain that had been blown by thousands of years. At this time, most of the palace was destroyed, with only ruins left. There were only two houses that could live in, and half-underground buildings were supposed to be the basement of the palace back then.

These two stone houses are adjacent, each with several hundred square meters, which is very neat. There are beds, beds, tables, chairs and other living utensils, all of which are made of stone. The two rooms are separated by screens. The room on the west side should be the residence of the old man in black. The woman in white lives in the room on the east side. When the two arrived, the woman in white was sitting at the stone table and the monkey squatted on the stone pier at the door.

Because the woman in white faced her back to the doors and windows, Wu Zhongyuan couldn't see her. However, one thing he could be sure of was that the woman in white was not blind, because it was impossible for the blind man to twist the strings.

The old man in black walked into the woman's room, saw Wu Zhongyuan stop outside the door, and said, "Come in, she can't see you."

Wu Zhongyuan frowned in confusion, took a deep breath and stepped in.

"She is not blind." Wu Zhongyuan stood at the door and did not walk in. At this time, he began to nervous again.

The old man in black did not answer the conversation, walked to the woman in white and stood there, waiting for Wu Zhongyuan to come over.

The woman in white had no reaction to the arrival of the old man in black. She continued to lower her head to sort out the strings. In front of her was a seven-string guqin carved with white jade. The woman in white would turn her head slightly when she stretched and wrapped the bowstring, which also meant that her eyes were not blind.

"What's wrong with her?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"The Lord is injured." The old man in black said in a very calm tone.

"Damn your soul?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"The Soul." The old man in black corrected.

Wu Zhongyuan wanted to ask again, and the old man in black spoke first, "This is the residence of the Lord. I'm not respectful for a long time. I've seen it earlier and go out earlier."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded and walked over.

Although he had made sufficient psychological preparations in advance, Wu Zhongyuan was still shocked when his eyes touched the face of the woman in white.

The woman in white is amazing and incredible.
Chapter completed!