Xie Zhiwei sighed, that's all. What made him unable to let go is that the male protagonist looked at him before leaving, which was firmly nailed to his heart like an awl.

Strange, obviously this is just a character in a novel, he can just follow the plot as a traveler, why bother?

But then again, it was his appearance that changed the male protagonist, which indirectly affected the plot. And his repeated actions have nothing to do with following the trend. His original intention was not to bury his head in the show for a long time.

Xie Zhiwei realized for the first time that he was not transmigrated, but reborn in another world.

Outside the window, there is a bustling scene of the capital city. People come and go in the market outside the alley. The fragrance of fried sugar cakes is tangy. Everything is so real, even if these passers-by as the background are living seriously, what reason does he have to regard this as a fictional world?

Tsk, why do you become more philosophical the more you think about it?

Xie Zhiwei forcibly stopped, his eyes floated, and he saw Lao Du sneaking out of the inn.

According to the confessions of the two tomb robbers, they were taken by the Kyushu Palace when they were selling the spiritual spring on the black market. The King of Kyushu pays attention to health preservation, and Lingquan is a good supplement, but it is very rare. He took Lao Du and Maozi, but just wanted to find out the source of the spiritual spring. But somehow, it aroused Mu Kui's interest, and they confessed to Mu Kui under torture and interrogation, which involved Xie Zhiwei's pretense of nonsense.

soar.

The corner of Xie Zhiwei's mouth twitched. The novel written by the hero of the grass python is a low-end upgrade flow cultivation text, and there will be no particularly advanced settings. In other words, immortals do not exist, and no one has ever ascended. Immortals and demons are also ancient legends. The purpose of the full text is to explore the immortal way. The male protagonist becomes stronger step by step and stands higher, but he is never satisfied. He wants to become the first person in the world to soar.

Therefore, at the end of the whole text, although there are thousands of miles and three thousand sisters, he still can't calm his restless heart. He wants to open up another world and continue to pursue the profound meaning of ascension.

When Xie Zhiwei touched his lips, the word "Feisheng" popped out. If someone else said this, the listener would definitely treat it as a mental retardation and laugh it off. But it was different from what he said from a heavyweight like Xie Zhiwei.

It's no wonder that Mu Hao didn't ask him the reason for his resurrection later, and this kid Ganqing also believed that he had soared.

How could a soaring immortal take this world in his eyes? Not to mention the little family stuff like love love love.

That's why Mu Qi was so unconfident in front of him later, and saw visions one after another. It is very contradictory to say, on the one hand, this kid really wants to keep him, on the other hand, he can't believe that he will stay.

Hmm...it really won't stay.

Xie Zhiwei pondered, the pretense of soaring is easy to use, if there is a chance for everyone in the world to know, then he is unique in this world.

——After soaring, he still can’t do the male lead (crossed out).

At this moment, Mao Zi pushed the door and came in, bowing his head dejectedly: "Xie Zhenren, I didn't stop Lao Du."

Xie Zhiwei turned back: "Where did he go?"

"He went to dig up the silver to sell Lingquan, what did he say that he was drunk at the moment..." Mao Zi pouted, "I found out last night that the sign next to Yanxianglou was written with the words "Yanxianglou", and the whole person was stunned. ."

Yanxianglou... The name is so straightforward that people will know where it is from the moment they hear it.

Xie Zhiwei cleared his throat and said sternly: "Let him go, it's just that the wind in the capital is still tight, so it's better if nothing happens."

Mao Zi nodded with a grateful expression on his face: "Thank you for this. If it weren't for that coffin, Lao Du and I would definitely be digging graves in the deep mountains for a fight."

"If it weren't for Lingquan, the two of you wouldn't have been imprisoned." Xie Zhiwei sighed and suddenly realized something, "You said that the King of Kyushu paid attention to health preservation, so he tried his best to search for Lingquan... So, my coffin Isn't the spiritual spring inside..."

"Yeah, they've all used them." Mao Zi gestured with his fingers, as if he was familiar, "The king of Kyushu has a lot of power, and he has found a lot of spiritual springs, which may be used for bathing his feet. Those with a lower status, directly Drink it in medicinal wine. Xie Zhenren, the medicinal wine in the capital might have a spiritual spring in your coffin..."

Xie Zhiwei hurriedly raised his hand to stop: "I see."

I xxxx, that coffin Lingquan is just a gift, and forget it. Who would have thought that the powerful and powerful people in the capital are actually popular to drink his bath water...

That picture is so beautiful.

Two tomb robbers made a fortune by reselling a coffin bath water, which is also inspirational enough.

Xie Zhiwei suddenly asked, "It's just that the city is so poor, why do you want to dig my grave? There's nothing to accompany you there."

"How dare we attack your idea." Mao Zi said a little embarrassedly: "I and Lao Du are doing things with money, and the other party has designated to thank Zhenren's corpse."

Xie Zhiwei took a breath.

His corpse?

This...this is too heavy. Does this man want his corpse as a specimen? Or to ashes? still……

After a series of bad guesses, Xie Zhiwei suddenly woke up. He died of poison in the city of Dengtian. Before his death, he threatened that Hei Lian and Bai Lian had been completely destroyed by his spiritual consciousness. Could it be because of this that his body was dug up?

Mao Zi said to himself, "But you are not dead, so old Du Chengri and I hid in Tibet because we were afraid that the gold master would ask questions."

"Who is this gold master?"

"I don't know, Lao Du and I have to be blindfolded to see him, and we didn't see anything."

At first glance, this matter seems to be done by good people, but after thinking about it, it seems to be quite serious.

The gold master who never appeared and this little mess are all outside the plot. Is it difficult, which NPC character has a bug?

Seeing that Xie Zhiwei was in deep thought, Mao Zi said involuntarily: "Xie Zhenren, if you don't wait for Lao Du to come back and ask him again, he does all the work, he must know more than me."

Xie Zhiwei nodded, but he did not agree in his heart.

Even if Lao Du took the lead in taking over the job, the gold master would not come forward in person.

However, some clues can always be found, such as middlemen or something.

The setting sun shines in the sky, the overpass goes up and down, and the crowd gradually thins. In the distance upstairs, which was decorated with flowers and greens, a girl with the same flowers and greens stood leaning against the railing, waving a handkerchief to the passing crowd, her face full of attentiveness.

Xie Zhiwei was unfamiliar with this scene and was a little surprised for a while.

While waiting for Lao Du to come back, he got sleepy, so he leaned on the back of the chair and squinted for a while - at this time he was dreaming.

It stands to reason that with his cultivation level, his consciousness is strong enough to make it difficult for him to dream again. What's even more strange is that the dream is a place that has never been before.

A voice whispered: "Master."

Xie Zhiwei turned around abruptly, his eyes pinpointing on the corner of the overpass.

In autumn, the sky is dry, people come and go without stopping, and the void is filled with fine dust and smoke. In the corner of the overpass, a person in white clothes stands alone and stands still, which is very inconsistent in this vibrant autumn scenery.

Xie Zhiwei didn't start to think about what to say. Mu Hao had already brushed aside the withered weeping willow and walked over slowly: "Master is so cruel." Although his tone was flat, his eyes looked like he wanted to eat Xie Zhiwei.

Hehe, if you were really cruel, you would have died a long time ago.

It's like seeing a scourge in vain, running into people's dreams to make trouble, really think this master is a vegetarian?

Xie Zhiwei suddenly lowered his face: "Do you think that Shishi is the same as your fourth Shishu Bai?"

Mu Hao stopped, his eyes inexplicable: "Naturally it is different, Master is much better than him."

Whether it's cultivation, or... means.