Before Ye Qianning could come to his senses, the surroundings were plunged into a vast expanse of white, and then a white-haired old man walked out of the white mist.
The old man was dressed in rags, carrying a wine jug, and walked over with a staggering step.
"Hey, little kid, were you talking just now?"
Ye Qianning didn't say anything and beat the man from top to bottom twice until the old man walked up to her. She reached out and pinched his leg.
"Hiss, little girl, why did you hit me so hard? Does this old man have a grudge against you or something?"
"I feel the pain, isn't it a dream?" Ye Qianning wondered.
"Dream? Haha, it seems I've drunk too much again." The old man staggered and looked around: "Strange, why can't I get out of this white fog no matter how hard I try?"
Ye Qianning couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
"Little girl, is it you who did this?" The old man looked at Ye Qianning again.
"Who are you?" Ye Qianning asked.
"Me?" The old man looked at her with an almost smirk, "I want to ask you, little kid, who you are."
"General's Mansion, Ye Qianning." Ye Qianning was very straightforward.
"General's Mansion? Could it be the young lady of the General's Mansion who just died? Oh my, little kid, are you a human or a ghost?" The old man was surprised.
"No matter if it's a human or a ghost, the fact that I can enter your dream means you have extraordinary abilities. I'd like to ask you to pass on a message for me. I will reward you handsomely later."
Knowing her meant that the old man was in Kyoto City.
"How do you thank me?" The old man showed a shrewd look.
Ye Qianning dropped the wine jug in his hand and said, "This Yuqiong wine is guaranteed to be more delicious than any other wine you have ever tasted."
"Take it out and let me, an old man, have a taste."
“Not at this time.”
"Hey, little girl, I'm afraid you're not trying to get something for nothing."
"Grandpa, you've seen it too. I'm probably dreaming right now. If you help me, I promise that once I wake up, I'll keep my promise of wine."
Ye Qianning was surrounded by white fog, the space completely disappeared, and he couldn't get anything out at all.
The old man looked at her, then glanced around and asked, "Dream?"
"Yes, the old man looks like a sage with a pure and noble character. Isn't it fate that we met in a dream?"
"You little bitch, stop talking about Tianyuan. You're already a dead man. If you pass on the message, won't this old Taoist priest reveal the secret? No, no." The old man waved his hands repeatedly.
"Really?"
"No, although the old man does not value Taoism, Taoism has its own way of saying it. How can we make random comments?" The old man insisted.
"You've already had enough of alcohol and meat, so what's the point of being so fussy?"
"Stinky girl..."
"Grandpa, you'll know if you go and see me. I'm just dying, not actually dead."
The old man stroked his beard, and his eyes became somewhat unfathomable as he looked at Ye Qianning.
Ye Qianning's body swayed and her head began to dizzy. She began to realize that it might be time to fall asleep: "Grandpa, you must go to the General's Mansion, you must..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the white mist disappeared, and she was still sitting in the same place as before, holding the booklet in her hands.
Ye Qianning lowered his head and saw the two words "into a dream" on the booklet. At this time, they had disappeared, as if they had never appeared, very unreal.
I don’t know if the old man just now can be trusted.
If you can't rely on them, then you can only rely on yourself. After all, it will take at least two months to leave Beili, which is still plenty of time.
The sky gradually brightened.
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