Chapter 713

Duanmu yawang didn't expect to hear such a sentence. His eyes narrowed up: "Grandpa, you're going to enter the street?"

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang smiled slightly, with a cool chill at the bottom of his eyes: "Grandpa, I want to go to the street. Until now, few people know. You said you followed me for only a few days. How can you make me believe it?"

She knew about Juzhi street through Wen Shen's mouth. Moreover, after knowing some news about Juzhi street, she never mentioned the word to anyone other than the little white deer.

However, as soon as the old man appeared, he knew she was going to the street. Don't beat her face too much after the preface!

"Miss Duanmu, don't overreact. Please listen to me."

"Yes, you said."

Seeing Duanmu yawang was calm and didn't mean to drive him away, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "in fact, I met you four days ago."

"Meet?"

Duanmu Ya looked up and raised her eyebrows. She had doubts about the word: "I don't remember seeing you four days ago. What's the location..."

Four days ago, she didn't even know the dark street was called Juzhi street!

"On West Street."

Duanmu looked stunned.

The old man looked at her and continued: "in fact, I came here for only six or seven days. The purpose of my coming this time is to enter the street, so I will pay special attention to the things of the street. I also found the nearest inn to the street, in order to know more about the street."

Then he took a sip of tea, looked up at Duanmu Ya and said, "I don't need my old man to say more. You should know how I met you?"

Duanmu looked at her lips and said nothing.

The old man sighed: "I was really surprised to see you nearby the first night. Later, I found that you would go to that place every day. If you didn't want to go to the street, why would you do so?"

Duanmu Ya looked and narrowed her eyes: "so, you guessed that I wanted to enter the street by virtue of this?"

"Exactly."

Duanmu yawang smiled and looked calm. The old man couldn't see whether she believed her words. "Miss Duanmu, I don't mean any harm to you."

"Really?"

Duanmuya glanced sideways at him and said faintly, "you and I have met twice in Lingyue Pavilion. It can be regarded as an acquaintance. What's more, you are generous to give me Obsidian black iron. In fact, I am very grateful to you. Therefore, if you just met me and appeared openly, I may believe you, now..."

Speaking of the back, her voice lengthened a little, and a smile like a smile hung on her lips.

The old man sighed and didn't argue. He just looked at Duanmu Ya and said, "Miss Duanmu, I think you won't believe me no matter when I show up, will you?"

Duanmu yawang sipped tea lightly and didn't open his mouth, that is, he didn't mean to deny it.

The old man looked at Duanmu carefully and said, "Miss Duanmu, do you really not consider taking the street trip with me?"

"Grandpa, don't tell me. I really hope someone can take me into the street, but I'm curious. For no reason, why did you show up in person and invite me to go with you?"

The old man took a sip of tea. Seeing that he had finished drinking, he was about to add another cup. Duanmu yawang took the lead in lifting the teapot and pouring a cup for him.

"Thank you." the old man smiled, "we met at Lingyue Pavilion for the first time. We met through tea tasting. In fact, it hasn't been long, but it seems that more than half a year has passed."

"Yes." Duanmu yawang responded, and then directly opened the door to the mountain road: "Grandpa, don't joke. You can't even enter the street. How can you walk with you?"

"You can go in." the old man sipped his tea and smiled mysteriously.

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and said, "although I don't know where grandpa said this? I heard that it takes not only a pair of purple eyes but also a magic card to enter the street. I don't have either."

The old man didn't answer, raised his eyebrows and said, "you don't need to know too much. Don't you want to go in?"

"Grandpa, cooperation is sincere and frank. For those who have no comment, do you think I will choose to cooperate with them?" Duanmu yawang also poured himself a cup of tea and asked with a faint smile.

The old man looked helpless: "Miss Duanmu, you can choose to believe me."

"I won't make such a choice. I don't even know who you are. Why do you want me to believe you?" Duanmu yawang sneered, drank the tea cup in his hand, put down the cup and began to chase customers: "I always like to be alone, don't like walking with others, and don't like walking with strangers. Grandpa, please come back."

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at her closely.

Duanmuya looked back at him coldly.

"I'm abrupt today." the old man stood up and sighed. Duanmuya looked at it coldly and said, "I don't want today to happen again."

The old man knew that she meant that he followed her and nodded, "Miss Duanmu, I'm leaving."

"No."

The old man's body flashed and disappeared.

Duanmu Ya looked out of the window and looked thoughtfully. At this time, the little white deer said, "master, what do you think the old man came to you for?"

Duanmu yawang shook his head: "I don't know."

"Could it be that he couldn't get into the street and wanted you to take him in?"

Duanmuya looked at him, "is your brain eaten enough? I can't get in myself. How can I take others in?"

"But when I saw him, I seemed sure you could go in."

Duanmu yawang walked back to the bed from the window, sat down and took off his robe and said, "didn't you sleep before, did you hear that?"

"I woke up as soon as you talked to him!" the little white deer said angrily, "can I still sleep when you two have been chatting for so long?"

"That's not necessarily true. Your sleeping ability is no worse than your eating ability when you're going to sleep."

The little white deer felt insulted. He snorted, thought about it, and expressed his opinion: "master, I think you'd better not believe him."

"Nonsense, if I choose to believe him, I will drive him away?"

"I'm afraid you'll be soft hearted in the future."

Duanmu Ya looked over and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The little white deer thought of one thing and corrected, "by the way, master, what is it that he gave you Obsidian black iron? It's obviously that you used medicine to exchange it with him, okay?"

"Do you think my bottle of medicine is worth as much as Obsidian black iron?" Duanmu yawang took off his shoes, turned over to bed and asked him.