Chapter 402 The Strange Old Man (1)

There was no emotion on the old man's rough face, and he seemed to be struggling even to open his eyes. He was dressed in a washed and whitish blue cotton shirt, and a pair of mended cotton shoes.

"Old man, do you live here?" Seeing such an old man who seemed to be about to die in such a place, Song Xiaoxiao couldn't help asking curiously.

"Yeah, little girl." The old man's tone was desolate and lonely, as if his heart had been sympathized with him through thousands of years, "The last time I went out was 300 years ago, but now he is about to die."

"Wow, grandpa, you're over 300 years old." Song Xiaoxiao has seen someone who is very old, but not someone who is over 300 years old. The shock in her heart is no less than the shock when she embarked on the road of cultivation.

"Little girl, I think you are innocent and lively, but you have a dark aura about you, and you have a bright future." The old man glanced at Song Xiaoxiao, smiled, and then closed his eyes.

It's just that his eyes don't seem to make much difference between opening and closing.

Dugu Mo kept looking at the old man, seeing that Song Xiaoxiao was having a good conversation with the old man, so he didn't interrupt.

"Grandpa, aren't you lonely here alone? I saw that there is no one here except these flowers and trees. Have you spent the past 300 years here alone?" Song Xiaoxiao blinked, asked curiously.

If she was allowed to stay in one place for 300 years, no, maybe just three years, without seeing anyone or contacting the society, Song Xiaoxiao felt that she was going to go crazy, let alone 300 years.

"The Dao is ruthless." The old man said such a sentence, which made Song Xiaoxiao puzzled. "Those old friends have gone west. Whether in the downtown area or here, to my old man, there is no difference."

When the old man said this, Song Xiaoxiao inexplicably felt a sense of sadness spreading in his chest.

"Then, is this garden yours?" Song Xiaoxiao asked the most important thing.

"Old man, I don't have the ability to own such a garden beyond heaven and earth." The old man seemed to see Song Xiaoxiao's doubts and curiosity. He also had a good impression of Song Xiaoxiao's innocent girl. The old man continued, " This is left by the master, it is good luck that I can grow old here in this life, this is my destination, I can only be regarded as an old man who guards the garden."

Facing Song Xiaoxiao's question, the old man did not hesitate or refuse, but answered all of them.

"Are those members of the Qilin Sect your descendants?"

"Old man, I don't have any descendants. It's just a group of people who have a relationship with the master, so I will reward them with some opportunities."

"That's good, that's good." Song Xiaoxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest.

"Little girl, you are just afraid that I am their elder, avenge them, and be caught on the spot picking elixir, grass, and fruit here." The old man looked at Song Xiaoxiao with a smile.

"Yes, grandpa, you are really powerful, you know all of this." Song Xiaoxiao was not at all embarrassed by being exposed, but looked at the old man generously.

"Everything is a chance, and it is also your chance that you can come here, but don't embarrass the group of juniors outside too much."

"Grandpa, as long as they don't want to chase after my elder brother and me, and try to get our skills, we will naturally not embarrass them." Song Xiaoxiao glanced at Dugumo, and then said.

(End of this chapter)

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