I Contracted Myself

Swoosh!

The old man took back the fishing rod, and a black worm with thin golden lines hung on the hook.

His fingertips were faintly golden, and a golden line was constantly pulled out from his fingers. The golden line circled around the worm for a few circles, and then he broke the golden line and threw the hook into the water again.

Wuming walked forward slowly, took out a chair and sat down.

In front of him was a lake reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and behind him was a forest with a faint fragrance. He closed his eyes comfortably, and opened his eyes after a long time, staring at the sky in a daze.

The old man fishing next to him didn't care about the sudden arrival of the uninvited guest.

He leisurely shook the fishing rod in his hand gently, and when the wind blew, his beard fluttered with the wind, seemingly moving but actually not moving.

Shui'er looked at Wuming, and then looked at the old man. She scratched her hair in confusion, not understanding what the two were doing.

Logically, the old man should have reacted when he noticed them, but he was still fishing and didn't care about their arrival at all.

Wuming was also so strange. He didn't speak when he entered the grove, and he lay down directly when he came to the lake.

What's going on now?

Shui'er looked at Tianxing Mingyue, but Tianxing Mingyue simply pretended to be dead. She gave Tianxing Mingyue several looks, but Tianxing Mingyue didn't react.

"Young man, have you ever brewed wine?" the old man suddenly asked.

Wuming answered honestly: "No."

"Then you might as well try it when you have time." The old man picked up the gourd next to him and threw it to Wuming.

Wuming took the gourd and looked at the old man in confusion. The old man smiled and motioned Wuming to take a sip. Wuming pointed at the gourd and looked at the old man with an inquiring look. The old man smiled and nodded.

Taking a deep breath, Wuming opened the lid and took a sip.

The next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, but his pupils gradually shrank. At this moment, his soul, consciousness, spirit, thoughts, and thinking seemed to have traveled through countless spaces and finally arrived at the dark ocean.

This is not the nameless sea, but the eternal space!

In a flash, he fell into the boundless eternal space, shuttled through the eternal space, and suddenly looked back, a lake appeared in his eyes.

"How is it, the wine I brewed tastes good, right?" The old man said with a smile.

Wuming covered the lid of the gourd, and after a while he said: "Good wine, unimaginable."

"Hahahaha, this wine is not so easy to brew, and it's too early for you, why not start with the basics." The old man smiled and gave advice.

Wuming glanced at the top of the old man's head, honestly returned the gourd, and nodded: "Then I will try to brew wine."

The level of the old man's head is: ? ? ?

Since Wuming gained the ability to see through other people's levels, this was the first time he saw a question mark for levels. Even the Dark King could see through levels.

And after entering the woods, he felt an unusual breath, and it was this special breath that made him dare not act rashly.

"Haha, brewing wine, fishing, cooking, forgetting the world, forgetting the self, practicing can make you strong, and experiencing ordinary things can also make you strong. When you are alive, you will live, and when you die, you will love death. Some roads are close and some are far. It is a good thing to try more." The old man touched his beard and said leisurely.

Wuming couldn't help asking: "I don't know... what should I call you, senior?"

"You can call me Uncle He." The old man said calmly.

Tianxing Mingyue immediately kept thinking about who on the second floor was surnamed He, but after thinking about it, no prisoner could match the old man in front of him.

He suspected that the old man's real body might be in the formation like Daji, and the image in front of him was just a clone.

But the aura of this clone was too special, and he was inexplicably a little afraid of Uncle He.

Next, Wuming did not ask more questions, but sat on the chair honestly and emptied himself. This place seemed to have a special magic, and his mind became clearer here.

The inner seeking method that Cai Bing had been unable to enter for decades seemed to be only a layer of paper left here, and it could be pierced with a slight poke.

In the evening, the setting sun was like fire.

He Bo stood up and said, "It seems that today is another empty air force. I will leave first."

"He Bo, go slowly, I will sit for a while." Wuming said casually.

After He Bo left, Shui'er finally couldn't help asking, "Wuming, didn't you come to investigate the secrets of the martial arts academy? Why did you waste a whole day here?"

"Because I already know the secrets of the martial arts academy." Wuming yawned and said lazily.

Tianxing Mingyue said, "The biggest secret of the martial arts academy is that He Bo, right?"

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, it was He Bo who was willing to meet me, so I could find out the inconsistency of the martial arts academy, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sense that there was a problem with the martial arts academy." Wuming nodded and said.

A level is a question mark, he really can't imagine how strong He Bo is.

But the problem lies here.

The Eternal Silence Prison Tower holds prisoners. This He Bo seems to be easy to communicate with now, but he is not sure where the other party comes from and what kind of crime he committed before entering the Eternal Silence Prison Tower.

Therefore, he didn't say anything in the end, just quietly enjoying the present and experiencing the spiritual cleansing brought by this wonderful area.

"Then will you come tomorrow?" Shui'er asked.

She didn't want to come because it was so boring here. She wanted to speak several times, but because of the atmosphere, she could only keep quiet obediently, which felt so uncomfortable.

Wuming thought for a moment and replied, "Come!"

Such a strong man must know more secrets than him!

He felt that He Bo would be a breakthrough. If he could get more clues about Dahuang City from He Bo, he might be able to find the best of both worlds.

Next, he put away his chair and left the martial arts academy. Originally, he planned to stay in another inn today to observe Dahuang City from another angle.

But because of He Bo, he returned to the previous inn.

Night fell.

Wuming quietly left the inn.

He came to the Xiangshi Pavilion and explored the interior like a ghost. Some guests who stayed overnight were drunk and dreaming, but someone was practicing further inside.

"Who?"

Suddenly, a man who was practicing suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked around suspiciously, but did not find anything suspicious, so he had to continue practicing.

Wuming stood in front of the man, frowned and continued to look around. The furnishings in the Xiangshi Pavilion were very simple, and there was not even an account book.

He sneaked into the warehouse where the incense stones were stored, but still did not find more useful clues.

"It seems that we can only wait until the next time they restock to get more clues."

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Wuming quietly left the Xiangshi Pavilion after confirming that there was no more information, and quickly returned to the inn to sleep.

No words were spoken all night.

The next day, Wuming got up and opened the window. After waiting for a while, he did not see Cai Bing appear.

"Is there another route?"

Wuming thought to himself, then closed the window and took a cold shower.

He changed into a set of clothes similar to those of the residents of Dahuang City, and came to Xiaoxing's snack stand again leisurely.

"Two large and small yellow buns, two portions of braised rice and fried venison." He greeted Xiaoxing and then ordered dishes.

Xiaoxing nodded and said, "Okay, guests, drink tea first. The large and small yellow buns will be ready soon. Please wait for the other two."

After Xiaoxing left, Wuming drank tea slowly.

At this time, Shuier suggested: "Wuming, let's pack some more big yellow buns for lunch and dinner. I almost starved to death yesterday."

Because He Bo's aura was too strong.

In that quiet atmosphere, Shuier didn't dare to speak at all. As a result, she was so hungry at noon that she forgot to tell Wuming that she was hungry at night.