Before Ye Qianning could recover, the surrounding area was plunged into a vast expanse of white, and then a gray-haired old man walked out of the white mist.
The old man walked over in rags and rags, carrying a wine flask.
"Hey, little doll, was it you who was talking just now?"
Ye Qianning didn't say anything, but beat the man down twice until the old man came to her. She stretched out her hand and pinched his leg.
"Hey, you are so harsh, little girl? Does the old man have a grudge against you or something?"
"I know it hurts, isn't it a dream?" Ye Qianning was confused.
"Dream? Haha, it seems that my old man drank too much again." The old man staggered and looked around: "It's strange, why can't I get out of this white mist even though I'm walking around?"
Ye Qianning couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
"Little girl, is it your fault?" The old man looked at Ye Qianning again.
"Who are you?" Ye Qianning asked.
"Me?" The old man looked at her with an almost smile: "I want to ask the little doll who you are."
"General's Mansion, Ye Qianning." Ye Qianning said simply.
"General's Mansion? Could it be the young lady from the General's Mansion who just died? Hey, little baby, are you a human or a ghost?" The old man was surprised.
"Don't care if it's a human or a ghost. If you can enter your dream, it means you have abilities that are different from ordinary people. I would like to ask you to pass a message to me. I will thank you very much afterwards."
Knowing her means that the old man is in Kyoto City.
"How can I thank you?" The old man showed a shrewd look.
Ye Qianning fell on the wine bottle in his hand: "Yuqiong's fine wine is guaranteed to be more delicious than any wine you have ever drank."
"Take it out and let me have a taste, old man."
"nothing now."
"Hey, little girl, I'm afraid you don't want to be empty-handed." "Grandpa, you have also seen it. It is very likely that you are in a dream now. As long as you help me, I promise that when I wake up, I will never give up the wine I promised you." Will break his promise."
Ye Qianning was in the white mist, the space completely disappeared, and she couldn't take out anything at all.
The old man looked at her, then glanced around: "Dream?"
"Yes, the old man looks like a man of Qingfeng Taoism. Isn't it destiny that you and I met in a dream?"
"Stinky girl, stop talking about Tianyuan. You are already a dead person. Wouldn't spreading the word make the old man reveal the secret? No, no, no." The old man waved his hands repeatedly.
"You really can't?"
"No, although the old man doesn't value Taoism, but Taoism is true, how can we make irresponsible remarks." The old man insisted.
"You've been through wine and meat, what else can you say?"
"soy Mujer…"
"Grandpa, you will know if you go and take a look. I am just a dying person, not a dead person."
The old man stroked his beard and looked at Ye Qianning with his eyes that became a little unpredictable.
Ye Qianning was swaying and her head started to feel dizzy. She began to realize that it might be time to fall asleep: "Grandpa, you must want the general's mansion, you must..."
Before she finished her sentence, the white mist disappeared, and she was still sitting in the space just now, holding the booklet in her hand.
Ye Qianning lowered his head and the words "Dream" on the booklet had disappeared, as if they had never appeared before. It was very illusory.
The old man just now didn’t know if he could be relied on.
If you can't rely on it, then you have to rely on yourself. After all, it takes about two months to leave Beili. Calculating the time, it is quite sufficient.
The sky was getting brighter.