"Then it's time. Ask Mr. Song to have a good relationship with the ghost doctor, so he takes great care of the ghost doctor's granddaughter, Miss Zhao. You should first write to Miss Zhao, and then ask Miss Zhao to come forward to ask him to come out, and he will definitely not refuse."

Old man, I broke my Black Wind Mountain and left my tens of thousands of brothers homeless. You can do a great job in geoscience? This time, I will let you do it well! I will bring you to the capital in five days and break your bones!

Duan Tianya thought about it with great pleasure/sense and bad intentions.

......

"There are still thousands of cans of wildfires that cannot be found?"

The couple who read the letter were both shocked.

In the past life, wildfires were blown up.

Qin Muxiu only knew that wildfires were hidden in the dungeon, but he did not know that the dungeon was also divided into the inner city.

"Mr. Feng asked me to ask Grandpa Song for help. Do you think Grandpa Song will agree?"

Zhao Jiner was a little hesitant because Wen Song had a very strange temper. He was very resistant to dealing with people from the world, let alone serving the imperial court.

In his heart, everything is fate, and changing fate against heaven will be punished by heaven.

Qin Muxiu nodded, "It should be. Although Wen Song is away from the world, this matter is dependent on the lives of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in the entire capital. Even if he is away from the world, he will have the virtue of being a virtuous person. It would be fine if he doesn't know. If he knows, he will never watch such a tragedy happen. I will accompany you, and he will not, and I will convince him to be willing."

Wen Song went to visit the ghost doctor's grave alone, and after he came back, he was so depressed that he almost didn't lie in the room without leaving the house. He also fell asleep directly with the turtle breathing technique, like a living dead person. Perhaps, he was using this unique way to pay tribute to his only old friend, Ghost Doctor.

Zhao Jiner knocked on the door, but there was no reply.

Qin Muxiu whispered, "Go in and take a look."

After entering the room, the couple was stunned.

The bed was empty, so where was the shadow of Wensong?

"Ask Grandpa Song!"

Zhao Jiner exclaimed, as long as people are there, there is hope of persuasion. If people are gone, they can’t do anything even if they are bright and colorful!

After being surprised, Qin Muxiu quickly calmed down.

I soon found a letter at the head of the bed.

When I opened it, I read it and said:

"Jin, Xiu Dasun, I have been watching the celestial phenomena at night. I saw that there were red stars surrounding Sirius, which symbolized Kyoto and the emperor, which was an ominous sign, so I made a fortune. The hexagram was extremely bad. The capital was afraid of a catastrophe and the heavens had the virtue of living. Since God asked me to divine this hexagram, I thought I was guiding me to go and resolve this disaster. I would not think about it."

The couple looked at each other, "Grandpa Song, he has actually gone to the capital?!"

......

Three days later.

Capital.

Final Mansion.

The servant ran into the study eagerly, "Young Master, there is an old immortal outside asking for a visit."

When Feng Shangyan heard the word "Old Immortal", he guessed that it was Mr. Wen Song. Then he thought that something was wrong. He had only sent the express message for three days. Even if everything went well, Wen Song had already arrived at the capital with the fastest fast horse, and at most he had to Shandong. How could he have arrived in the capital?

"What kind of old immortal?"

"The beard is so long, and the hair is as white as reed flowers, and it is skinny, no different from the immortals painted in the New Year paintings."

Apart from Wen Song, there will be no one else in this description.

What's going on?

Could this person really become a half-immortal?
Chapter completed!