Mr. Situ just said that the man had already found him, but he didn't say the rest.

I waited for a long time but didn't wait for the following text. When he saw me confused, he said lightly that what should come will come sooner or later, and the secret of heaven cannot be revealed.

This sentence was a faint pretentious look, and I felt a little uncomfortable, but I didn't say anything. In fact, until now, I really don't know what my grandfather asked me to come to him for.

I subconsciously reached out and touched the Qiankun bag, remembering my grandfather's cigarette pouch. At this moment, Xiaobai pointed to the sky and shouted, "What is that?"

When I looked up, I saw a light spot rushing down in the air. It gradually approached, and then I realized that it was Mr. Xie.

I slapped my forehead and then remembered him. He had a hard time fighting with the evil beast Qiongqi, and I was so tangible. Later, I came out of the God Refining Cauldron until Liu Wuyan took the God Refining Cauldron and escaped, but I didn't see Xie Zhi. I was fascinated by the story of Mrs. Tianhu just now, and even forgot about him.

Xie Xi fell from the sky like a cannonball, landing with a bang, looking a little embarrassed. It seemed that he had a hard fight just now. After landing, he glanced at him for a while and suddenly stared at Mr. Situ. The horn of his forehead emitted a faint lightning, but turned to look at me, shook his head, and jumped over. My eyes were blurred, and Xie Xi had already returned to the Qiankun bag, and he didn't say a word.

I was a little puzzled, and Mr. Situ also looked at me sideways for a few glances, and suddenly laughed: "The divine beast actually recognizes its master, it's rare, it seems..."

I laughed and said, "What do you think of the Lord? He is just my tenant. I help me occasionally. Mr. Situ, there have been many things happening recently. In your opinion, what should we do next?"

He pondered for a moment and said only one word: "Wait."

Wait? I wonder, shouldn’t we take the initiative at this moment? Wait, what should we wait? Wait for others to plot against, or wait for assassination, or wait for the outbreak of the Xuanling War?

Mr. Situ smiled mysteriously: "If there is no tears in the sky, maybe this battle will not be fought at all, so what we can do now is wait. There is no other way except that, unless you can kill them one by one."

I was silent. He was right. I really couldn't kill all those people. Now it is a society ruled by law. It is not the past revenge. I will kill anyone who wants to kill. I still remember the last time I was almost caught by the police.

But on the other hand, the same is true. At most, those people are in such wilderness and rarely visited places, or do some shameful things in a reasonable and legal cloak. If they really dare to engage in illegal gatherings, gang fights, etc., there would be no need for me to take action, and the state machine would have dealt with them long ago.

As for those modern cultivation novels, a building collapses with one hand and stomps into the sky, and a person who fills the city with one big move will die, or the Demon Ancestor Daozun and Hongjun Ancestor, don't believe it, that's nonsense. People like us all belong to documentary literature...

Since it is all documentary literature, then wait. I thought to myself that it would be best if Fuyuanzhai could give up automatically. Mr. Situ was right. The last Xuanling battle did not start, and this time it might not be able to fight, so I would not cause trouble.

Besides, if I really had a fight with Liu Wuyan and Grandma She like that, and the mysterious Master Fuyuanzhai, I would be really unsure.

After all, to this day, the Xuanling worlds are gradually withering, and there are not many that can be passed down. I really win over some people to oppose Fuyuanzhai. Except for the Tianhu clan and the Zhong family, I can't find a few reliable teammates.

In this way, with a lot of doubts and nervousness, we returned to the city.

Jieyu also came back with us. In fact, when I was at the foot of the mountain, I advised her not to go back to Fuyuanzhai. She was different and did not make any decisions. She was a little fox who could not fight against those old monsters, and there was no reason to talk to them. Moreover, although she was from the Tianhu clan, she was raised by Fuyuanzhai since childhood. Even if she went back, she had nothing to say.

Jieyu is innocent on the surface, but she is a stubborn person. She said that when she went back to Fuyuanzhai, she would not ask anyone to argue because she already understood what she should do. She was originally Nangong Feiyan's sister and was discovered together at the beginning. However, Nangong Feiyan has been practicing Taoism for five hundred years, but she only has three hundred years. There must be something hidden here. Therefore, she not only has to go back to Fuyuanzhai, but also has to grow up as soon as possible and do what she should do.

Xiaobai couldn't persuade her, so Jieyu went back alone. Mr. Situ also took the cat slave away. Nangong Feiyan stayed in the Fox Valley and was busy rebuilding her home. Shao Peiyi had been together with me these days. I wanted to say something to him, but he took the initiative to ask for help in staying in the Fox Valley, so he went there too.

This time, only Xiaobai and I were left to sit bored, staring at each other, and enduring the hard time.

It was indeed hard to endure time. Since we came back from Fox Valley, we seemed to have nothing to do. I went to inquire in secret. The people from the Jindao Gate disappeared, as if they were really going to demolition. Fuyuanzhai was also gone. Xiaobai once used to find Jieyu, but in fact he was worried about Jieyu. He had been to Fuyuanzhai twice, but Fuyuan Street was silent, and it seemed like a place where no one had lived for a long time. Even the big willow tree in the alley was gone.

This phenomenon is really strange. I have been observing for a long time, and I even wandered around the city with Xiaobai for no reason. Oh, by the way, sometimes we would take Xin Ya with me, because now the school is on holiday and she has no place to go, so the three of us temporarily formed a strange gang.

Mr. Situ can predict the secrets of heaven and know good and bad luck, but this guy is very cunning now. He doesn't want to tell a truth, and I don't know what he is thinking. Xin Ya can also predict that although she can't predict good things, it's all bad things, but now I basically don't expect me to have any other good things. As long as nothing bad things happen, it's a good thing.

But even Xin Ya was nothing unusual. Sometimes we were bored and sat in the room. I silently practiced the forbidden method and improved my realm. Xiaobai grabbed the blood gourd left by his grandfather and put it on his ear. It was like a phone call. He was talking to himself alone, laughing foolishly for a while. I asked him what he was doing. He said he was chatting with the ghost inside, which made me speechless.

Xin Yazhe often sits alone and ponders. I know she is worried about our future and doesn’t know what will happen in the future. I always comfort her and tell her not to think too much. As Mr. Situ said, everything in this world has a certain number, and what should come will come sooner or later. Since there is nothing predicted, it means that nothing may really be wrong.

After we came back, I told Xin Yat to all the experiences of these days, so she was also clear about the matter of Fox Valley. At this time, when I heard me mention Mr. Situ, my face suddenly became a little strange. I looked up at me and said, "Aren't you surprised that Mr. Situ has never mentioned the matter of Tianhu Tears after he arrived at the Fox Valley. He should have no idea that there is no Tianhu Tears in the world, but why did he tell you: If there is no Tianhu Tears, maybe this battle will not be fought at all?"

Her words made me stunned and felt a chill all over. Yes, Mr. Situ didn't hear anything about Tianhu Tears from beginning to end. At most, Xiaobai might have mentioned it to him when he went to help the soldiers, but there was no such thing as Tianhu Tears in the world. It was only after Xiaobai left that Mrs. Tianhu and I came out of the Divine Refining Cauldron. At that time, the only people who knew about it were probably Mrs. Tianhu, Nangong Feiyan, and Liu Wuyan. These few people were there.

Mr. Situ, how did you know?

Could it be that he can really make such a wise calculation?

I thought for a long time and shook my head secretly. If there were such people in the world, I would have been punished by heaven with jealousy and thunder, and I would have been killed by lightning.

I calculated the time again. After Liu Wuyan left, Mrs. Tianhu told me that story, and Mr. Situ appeared. Could it be that Liu Wuyan told him?

I hurriedly asked Xiaobai if they had met Liu Wuyan on the way that day, or something else happened. Xiaobai thought for a long time and said that there was absolutely nothing to meet Liu Wuyan. At that time, they ran here in a hurry and did not delay the journey.

We were all confused together. We either wandered around the city or sat in the house every day. Time passed slowly, but it seemed like it was very fast. Time was like water, always flowing inadvertently. In a blink of an eye, most of the month passed. On this day, Shao Peiyi suddenly came back. He said that the reconstruction of the Fox Valley had been completed. In order to protect himself, the snake tribe gave a mirror of reincarnation. Now he is completely in seclusion. The family is hibernating together, and probably he is unwilling to cause trouble anymore.

Shao Peiyi finally left too. He said that the matter here was no longer something he could solve. He wanted to go back to the Northeast and report the matter here to the main hall. Moreover, he has been out for a long time, so it is time to go back and take a look. Two days ago, his father called him and asked when he would go home.

Because, the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

When I heard this word, I was stunned. Before I knew it, this year was about to pass. Looking at the calendar, there was indeed a short week before the Spring Festival. Shao Pei smiled and said, "He has to hurry up and go back. It's not easy to buy tickets during the Spring Festival."

I smiled. Spring Festival travel, this headache-inducing topic, has slightly diluted our nervousness and made me feel that I am still a person living in modern society, such as Xuanling, Jindaomen, and Fuyuanzhai, seemingly becoming a little ethereal.

As soon as Shao Pei left, the three of us began to think about the New Year. Where should we spend this Spring Festival?
Chapter completed!