Great Luo Heaven, White Emperor City.
Time flies, and in the evening, in the teahouse, the silver-haired girl was still telling Qin Luo the story of the White Emperor.
"Miss, it's getting late."
A young maid in a white dress reminded her.
The silver-haired girl looked at the sunset outside the building and pouted, "Time flies so fast. The story of Baidi could be told for days and nights."
Qin Luo smiled slightly and said softly, "A good story should be told slowly, no rush."
"Will you come again tomorrow?"
"uncertain."
“My name is Bai Xiaoxiao. If you come tomorrow, I will continue to tell you the sequel to the story of Bai Di killing the god.”
"OK."
Qin Luo nodded with a smile.
Bai Xiaoxiao skipped and hopped downstairs. Suddenly, she turned around and asked, "Big brother, what's your name?"
"My name is Qin Luo."
"Are you from Baidi City?"
"no."
"Big brother, if you don't have a place to stay, you can come home with me. My house is very big."
"Thank you for your kindness, but I have a place to stay."
"Okay, I'm leaving!"
After Bai Xiaoxiao left, Qin Luo looked at the waiter wiping the tables and chairs beside him and said, "I want to ask you about someone."
The waiter said respectfully, "Immortal Master, that was the little princess of the Bai family of the Immortal Clan."
Qin Luo chuckled and said, "I want to ask Old Huang, the storyteller."
The waiter thought Qin Luo wanted to hear Old Huang tell a story, so he bent over and replied, "Master, Old Huang lives in Zizhu Lane in the west of the city, but he gets completely drunk when he gets home."
"How long has he been telling stories here?"
"It's been exactly five years. Since Old Huang started telling stories at the teahouse, our business has been getting better and better. The little princess of the Bai family of the immortals comes to listen to Old Huang's stories every day without fail."
"What did he do before?"
"I don't know."
Thank you.
"Master, you are too kind."
After Qin Luo left the teahouse, the waiter took a rag and wiped the tables and chairs that Qin Luo had used. When he wiped the wooden table, he saw faint gold marks on the surface. It was just a few strokes, but it had a unique charm.
"Is this a talisman left behind by a celestial master?"
Although Xiao Er was an ordinary citizen, he had lived in Baidi City for many years and was quite knowledgeable. He immediately told the owner of Yixianglou about the matter.
Qin Luo arrived at Zizhu Lane, a relatively secluded lane in the west of the city. The lane was deep and quiet, with weeds growing in the corners. He came to a dilapidated wooden door and gently knocked.
"Come in, the door's unlocked."
Old Huang's weathered voice echoed from the courtyard.
Qin Luo pushed open the door, and the originally dim courtyard suddenly became bright. Old Huang was sitting in the courtyard drinking, with a bowl of dried peanuts as his snack. "I'm really sorry, I don't have any good wine or food to offer you."
Old Huang had long anticipated that Qin Luo would come looking for him.
Qin Luo approached Old Huang, took out the jar of Hundred Flowers Wine given to him by the Flower Goddess, and said softly, "Senior, I happen to have a jar of wine here, which is the Flower Goddess's Hundred Flowers Wine."
Old Huang was stunned when he heard this. His eyes were full of sadness. He sighed and said, "I have never drunk Baihua Niang. We had agreed to drink Baihua Niang together back then. It's all my fault."
Qin Luo was a little embarrassed, not expecting that this jar of Hundred Flowers Wine would remind Old Huang of his sad past.
"Let's sit down and talk."
Qin Luo sat opposite Lao Huang.
Old Huang continued shelling peanuts, looking at Qin Luo, "What brings you here?"
Qin Luo cupped his hands in acknowledgment, "Junior Qin Luo, when I passed through Holy Dragon Heaven, the old dragon asked me to remind you to fulfill the promise I made to Him back then when I met you, senior."
Old Huang chuckled, "Back then, my agreement with Old Dragon was to take over the Heavenly Court, but unfortunately, I failed."
Qin Luo said earnestly, "A great calamity is approaching. No matter what, I hope that you can pull yourself together, senior."
Old Huang shook his head and sighed, "When fortune smiles, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fortune turns, even heroes are powerless. Our era has long passed. The future belongs to you. I have high hopes for you."
"I will leave."
"There will be successors."
"You're right, senior."
Old Huang poured Qin Luo a bowl of wine and said with a wry smile, "We only cherish what is truly important when we lose it. By the time I realized it, it was too late for regrets."
Qin Luo witnessed the great battle between the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor in the river of time. The White Emperor died to stop them, and then the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor disappeared without a trace.
The old man in front of me is none other than the Yellow Emperor from back then.
"Is that little girl the reincarnation of the White Emperor?"
"Yes."
Old Huang's eyes held a mixture of sorrow and joy.
Qin Luo picked up his bowl and drank with Lao Huang.
They drank until late at night. Old Huang finished his wine, and Qin Luo was about to open the Hundred Flowers Wine when Old Huang stopped him, saying, "Wait, can I have this jar of wine?"
"sure."
Qin Luo smiled and nodded.
Old Huang stretched out his dark palm to Qin Luo.
Without thinking much, Qin Luo reached out and grasped Lao Huang's hand, and then a burst of golden light shone forth.
Qin Luo felt a vast surge of fortune enter his body. Old Huang smiled and said, "I won't take your Hundred Flower Wine for nothing; this is the fortune of me and Emperor Yan."
"Thank you for your gift, senior. But why is the Emperor Yan's fortune with you?"
Qin Luo released Lao Huang's hand.
"After that great battle, I parted ways with Emperor Yan. Then one day, he found me, apologized to me, and entrusted his own fortune to me, hoping that I could stand up and stabilize the situation in the Three Realms."
Old Huang said with shame, "After Emperor Yan chose to reincarnate, I have been searching for Emperor Bai and have not paid attention to the stability of the Three Realms. It would be a waste to leave all this fortune in my hands."
Old Huang looked up at the sky and sighed, "This scene is so similar to what happened back then, still at the ruins of the Heavenly Court. I wonder who can stop them this time."
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