Big dreamer

Shen Luo took the talisman, and there were several runes carved on it in zigzags and twists, with no mystery at all, as if they were scribbles.

He silently injected mana into it, and the talisman didn't react at all.

"I will definitely do as you are told, but what about the second thing?" Shen Luo was silent for a moment, put the talisman away, and asked.

"As for the second thing, if you hear the ringing of the copper bell in the future, I will break a piece of emerald jade on your body." The old man in gray robe continued.

"Emerald jade..." Shen Luo was stunned again. Does he mean emerald jade Ruyi?

"No, Emerald Ruyi is not made of jade. The material it uses is blue crystal, not jade. Could it be that thing mentioned in the hexagram?" His consciousness sank into the Linlang Ring.

There is a piece of emerald green in the corner of Linlanghuan, which is the jade containing Yin energy that he got from the ancient tomb in Yinling Mountain. .

"What about the third thing?" Shen Luo continued to ask with these thoughts in his mind.

"The third thing is, if someone begs you for mercy for his father, you must not show mercy or show mercy." The old man in gray robe said.

"I understand, thank you Master for your advice." Shen Luo was even more confused after hearing the third thing, but still nodded in agreement out of trust in the gray-robed master.

"Now that the hexagrams have been calculated, the old Taoist will take his leave." The gray-robed old Taoist stood up and walked outside.

"I wonder where you live, master? I will visit you in the future." Shen Luo hurriedly chased after him and asked.

"Why ask so many questions? If we are destined, we will see each other again. If not, there is no need to see each other again." The gray-robed old man laughed and strode out.

"Nine heavens have closed the palace, and all the nations are dressed in robes and hats. Under this prosperous appearance, there is a turbulent undercurrent, and no one can be immune to it." The old man in gray robe sang loudly, attracting the guests in the teahouse to look up.

Shen Luo stopped and was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, the old man in gray robe had disappeared.

He chased him out of the teahouse, and there was no trace of the old Taoist outside.

Standing on the bustling street, recalling Lao Dao's last words, Shen Luo's eyes were a little dazed.

The evil calamity is coming. Not to mention the prosperous city of Chang'an, the entire Tang Dynasty, Nanzhan continent, and even all the worlds will be involved in it, and no one will be spared.

well!

He sighed, things are like this, where will he go from now on?

Shen Luo stood silent for a moment and quickly regained his energy.

No matter what the future holds, just do the things in front of you first

He changed his appearance again, entered Changpingfang, and came to Xie Yuxin's secret residence, but the place was deserted, and the blacksmith named Zhou Tie outside was nowhere to be seen.

Although Shen Luo was disappointed, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from this situation, Xie Yuxin should have returned to Chang'an City safely. There was no accident last time she went out.

But as soon as this woman moved away, the connection between the two was broken, and I don't know when they will see each other again in the future.

Unable to find Xie Yuxin, Shen Luo did not stay here any longer and left Changpingfang quickly.

Next, he did not go home, but went to the place where he met the middle-aged scholar before, took out the dragon scale, and gave it to Shadow Gu to smell it.

"Find this man," he whispered.

Shadow Gu cooed twice, sniffing the air with its nose, then moved its hooves and flew forward.

A smile appeared on Shen Luo's lips, and he followed closely.

After a while, he came to Pingkangfang, a bustling area in the city, and stopped in front of a restaurant.

Shadow Gu called to Shen Luo twice and jumped into the green pouch.

"Are you here? Qianjin Building." Shen Luo glanced at the restaurant's plaque and his eyes moved.

He had heard about this restaurant, which was very famous in Chang'an City, especially for its famous dish 'Gourd Chicken'. The famous minister Wei Zheng also praised it. He often came here to eat it during his lifetime, and the palace banquet also summoned this dish.

Shen Luo is quite fond of food and has always wanted to come here to try it, but unfortunately he never got around to it. Today, by some strange combination of circumstances, he ended up here and walked in immediately.

It's dinner time now. There are many guests in the restaurant, and there are people telling stories in the lobby on the first floor. It's a lively scene.

"Sir, please come in." The waiter hurriedly came to greet me.

Shen Luo looked around and soon found the scholar, sitting at a table in the corner of the hall, pouring himself a drink.

He didn't go over immediately and found an empty table to sit down at.

"What would you like to eat, sir?" the waiter asked enthusiastically.

"Bring me the famous gourd chicken here, and then two special side dishes, and a jug of good wine." Shen Luo knocked on the table and said.

But after hearing this, the waiter showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Why, you're afraid I don't have any money!" Shen Luo snorted, took out a piece of silver and put it on the table.

"You don't dare to think that. It's just that the chef who cooks the gourd chicken in our building met a ghost a few days ago and became ill. Now there are a few apprentices in the back kitchen. The other dishes are fine, but The taste of this gourd chicken is a bit different, please bear with me, sir," the waiter said hurriedly with a smile.

"Bumping into a ghost? What's going on?" Shen Luo's eyes narrowed.

He came to track down the middle-aged scholar, and unexpectedly encountered something haunted again. Is the ghost problem in Chang'an City already so serious?

"This little guy doesn't know very well," the waiter said, scratching his head.

"Who in your restaurant knows about this? Please help me ask." Shen Luo asked carefully about the matter, took out a small piece of silver and rewarded it to the waiter.

"The boy in our building, Jin Buhuan, is the nephew of the master who holds the spoon. He has been on leave for the past few days, but I saw him just now. Please wait a moment, sir. I will call him over." The waiter received the reward and was happy Hehehe ran away.

After a while, the waiter in the shop pulled a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old in shorts in Tsing Yi over.

"Your Majesty, he doesn't change his money. He knows the most about hauntings. If you have any questions, just ask him." The waiter said.

"I thought something was wrong, and I said this again, are you people bothered? Just because my uncle is the owner of the restaurant, you come to ask me one by one. I came here today to advance some salary to my uncle from the boss. I'm not here to satisfy your curiosity." The young man named Jin Buhuan seemed to have been asked about this by many people, and he looked impatient.

"Why are you talking to the customers?" the waiter scolded dissatisfiedly.

"It doesn't matter. Brother Jin is very filial. How much does your uncle need to treat his illness? Are these enough?" Shen Luo was not angry and took out a small ingot of gold and put it on the table.

The waiter's eyes widened when he saw it. This ingot of gold was at least five or six taels. If it were replaced with silver, it would be sixty taels.

Jin Buhuan's eyes widened, but then he shook his head and said, "Thank you sir, you are so generous. I don't want your money, but I definitely know everything you asked me!"

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