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Chapter 130 Drunkard Old Man

"You tell me, do you want me to put some water in the dream? I will go into the dream to help a bunch of scholars. As long as he breaks the nine-layer dream set by the Queen of Xishan, he may be able to completely break the layout of the Queen of the West Mountain. Then we can rely on that

Scholar, this way you can leave this house, and I should have the courage to leave with you, do you agree?"

After the woman in black said these words, she raised her head and looked at the Ghost King of the Ancient Mansion, her eyes full of expectations for the future.

"Why are you telling me this? You are responsible for this matter. You can do whatever you want. Also, if you really do this, there is no way that Empress Xishan will not know about it, so I

I advise you to be more cautious."

"Don't worry, I know. I'm just talking to you casually. Since you don't agree, forget it. Anyway, I think the scholar should still have hope of breaking the nine-layer dream." After the woman in black said,

He actually smiled slightly, grabbed a bottle of wine on the table, and started drinking by himself.

"You'd better drink less. As for what you're doing now, do you think Empress Xishan won't know about it at all? By then, the scholar hasn't come out of the Nine Dreams yet, and you've trapped yourself in it."

The Ghost King of the Ancient Mansion is also very worried about the woman in black at this time. He has just recovered his memory and also knows his relationship with the woman in black. This is the person he has been dreaming about for more than 10,000 years, and he is also

The most important person in life is his one and only.

The woman in black also felt extremely happy at this time. After she finished drinking, she also said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's okay. Empress Xishan will not know what is going on here, and I have not done anything against her wishes."

Everything I do now is just within the scope of my responsibilities."

The Ghost King of the Ancient Mansion frowned: "Including me?"

The woman in black shook her head and said, "No, you are an exception."

There is another secret that the woman in black did not say. Maybe everyone in this city is afraid of Empress Xishan, but she is the only one who is not afraid because she knows what kind of situation Empress Xishan is in now.

Empress Xishan was seriously injured and there will be no way to recover from her injuries for at least a hundred years. Moreover, Empress Xishan has been in seclusion. Now only a few people around Empress Xishan are executing the orders given by Empress Xishan.

So as long as she can complete the task here, Empress Xishan will not know anything else.

And these hundred years are enough for the woman in black to make some plans for her own affairs.



The scholar was rolling down the mountain like a snowball at this moment, and he was getting closer and closer to the town. The scholar did not feel a trace of fear in his heart, but felt that it was very exciting. He felt that he was just rolling to the town.

It will definitely destroy a lot of houses.

Didn't the two-headed snake just tell him that it was a ghost town? Since it was a ghost town, he wanted to see how much damage he could do to the ghost town if he rolled down like this.

It's just that the scholar's curiosity was not satisfied after all, but for some reason, just when he was about to arrive in this town, his body suddenly returned to its original shape, and the impact of the previous roll was too strong.

, hit the ground directly, and made a deep hole in the ground. This deep hole was beyond the scholar's imagination. He didn't think that a normal person could make such a deep hole in the ground without getting hurt.

Yes, the scholar is in this state now. When he crawled out of the pit, he just complained that his clothes were stained with dust.

But the scholar didn't think much about it. He thought it might be that his body had undergone some changes. After all, the two-headed snake also said before that this was the underworld, not the place he should come to, but he had already stayed here.

It's been so long, so it's understandable that there are some weird changes in my body.

Therefore, the scholar understood that this change in his body was caused by him staying in the so-called underworld for too long. The scholar also felt that as long as he could leave here and return to the earth, then the changes in his body would

These strange changes will disappear.

But for some reason, the scholar doesn't want to go back now. What will he do after he goes back? Do he really want to go to Beijing to take the imperial examination? The scholar doesn't think he can pass the exam, and students from all over the world gather in the capital.

This kind of competitiveness is inherently very high.

The scholar originally had some confidence in himself, but after experiencing too many strange things, the scholar was no longer so concerned about taking the imperial examination. Instead, he felt that if he could learn this strange ability, he could use these

How interesting it would be to have the strange power become one's own. It is much more interesting than taking the imperial examination. Taking the imperial examination is nothing more than becoming an official. What is the purpose of being an official? Isn't it just to honor the ancestors? But if he can learn such a skill

Powerful skills can also bring glory to one's ancestors.

As long as he has money, he can make his family very powerful, and as long as his family is strong enough, it can make the local officials fear him.

The scholar felt that this should be his dream.

Man, who doesn’t have a heroic dream of going to the end of the world with a sword, not to mention that this dream can also earn a lot of money.

As for the scholar, after climbing out of the pit, he was ready to enter the town.

Although this is a ghost town, and the scholar also discovered the horror of this town, at this time, the scholar really wanted to see what this ghost town is really like.

So the scholar raised his feet and walked towards the direction of the town.

But something strange happened again. The town was clearly right in front of him, but the scholar could not walk to the town at all.

Just when the scholar was feeling depressed, he suddenly found that an old man holding a little donkey appeared beside him.

The old man was holding a donkey in his left hand and a wine jar in his right hand, drinking wine while walking forward.

After seeing the old man, the scholar immediately asked the old man if he could take him into the town with him.

The old man raised his head and looked at the scholar, and finally smiled: "Okay, since you want to go to this town, just ride on my donkey and I will take you in."

The scholar was puzzled, frowned and asked: "Why should I ride on a donkey? Can't I get in if I follow you?"

It's not that the scholar doesn't want to ride on this donkey, it's mainly that the scholar dislikes this donkey for being too dirty. The hair on this donkey looks like it just came out of a manure pit. It's scabbed in many places, and it has a bad smell.

The smell was also very strange. When the scholar first saw the donkey, he didn't smell such a pungent smell. But now the donkey looked very disgusting. It was like a

Walking manure smasher.

The old man chuckled: "No, you are not from our town, so you can't get in. Unless you ride on this donkey, this is the goods I brought back from outside. Only in this way can you enter the town."

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The scholar struggled internally for a while, and finally nodded helplessly: "Okay, then I will ride on your donkey, but your donkey is really too dirty. Didn't you think of giving it to you first?"

Would you like to wash the donkey? I see there is a pond not far away, how about you wash the donkey clean first, and then I will ride your donkey in."

The old man laughed again: "You are wrong, that is not a pond. If you don't believe it, just walk over and take a look."

The scholar frowned.

I thought to myself, it was clearly a pond, but the old man said it was not a pond. Is this old man kidding me?
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