C92 (2/2)

”Zhang Yu, I'm afraid we won't be able to go to that village for now. I want to bring you to meet someone. This place is really too close to the evil ghost, but that evil ghost has never come here to cause trouble. I think it's all because of his contributions, and the information that Martial Uncle gave me wasn't complete either, so I think it's better to ask him. ”

After pondering for a moment, Bai Hua suddenly spoke up, although her eyes were firm, but I could tell that when she said those words, she did not have any confidence, she was obviously trying to console me, but since she insisted on going, I did not reject her offer, so I simply gave Old Cheng and the other two a reward, so they did not need to wait, and went back to their own homes.

Old Cheng and the others didn't decline. Before leaving, they reminded us not to go to that villa.

Although we hadn't known each other for long, Old Cheng had a very good impression of him. He was like a friend who had known him for many years.

After sending off the two of them, Bai Hua pulled me to visit the so-called expert that she spoke of. Actually, I didn't feel anything towards the expert that she spoke of, but I knew that from Bai Hua's perspective, I had no choice but to follow.

However, the weather here was worse than in Beijing. The fog had started to cover the whole town in the morning. The whole town was shrouded in fog and was covered with a vast expanse of white.

We found the old man's home that Bai Hua mentioned. Bai Hua knocked twice, but no one answered.

I had just woken up to continue knocking when I heard a hoarse voice behind me. It sounded like it was at least eighty or ninety years old, but its tone was deep and its voice was loud. It didn't sound like someone to be trifled with.

”Who are you looking for?”

”We... It's my martial uncle who asked me to come visit you. My martial uncle is Qiu Baihe! ”

Bai Hua anxiously turned her head, and politely told the old man.

I turned my head and saw, through the fog, an old man in a white tunic, with white hair and beard, who looked like a saintly old man.

Looking at the old man's cold eyes, I even felt that this person shouldn't be here. He should be someone who had become an immortal.

”Oh, so it was Qiu Baihe who introduced us.” So it was actually Qiu Baihe who introduced us.

This old man was obviously very familiar with Qiu Baihe, after hearing his name, he immediately laughed and said.

However, before I entered, the old man narrowed his eyes and stared at me for a moment, until my hair stood on end. He then quickly walked into the room and suspiciously asked, ”This person shouldn't be from the sect, but he is tainted with bad luck. Where did all this heavy karma come from?”

This old man's words were like needles piercing into my heart. This was the answer that I had been bitterly searching for. Honestly speaking, even though I was a merchant, I had never returned them to anyone.