"Then you have changed a lot."

While doing things, Bai Ji walked side by side with Lao Dong and asked curiously.

Although Lao Dong’s previous boast was somewhat exaggerated, the emotions were true.

The old Dong in the past may not have been devoted to expanding territory for the entire Central Plains people.

So what exactly did a living person change so drastically?

When Old Dong heard this, his eyes looked into the distance with a little ethereal look.

"Once by chance, I saw an ancient book..."

"Ancient books?"

Bai Ji became interested in an instant.

If such changes can be made, such ancient books may have some strange and special features.

Maybe some possessed a strange spirit body?

Maybe it was portrayed some weird symbols?

Maybe it is a treasure or a disaster.

But no matter what, it means opportunity.

Seeing that Bai Ji was in a big mood, Old Dong sneered and shook his head.

"Nothing special, I just saw one sentence."

"What's the matter?"

"I wish the people to live and work in peace and prosperity, and I wish the world a long-term peace and stability.

May your descendants be blessed thousands of miles away, and may your future generations last forever."

Bai Ji narrowed his eyes and always felt that he had heard this sentence.

But this doesn't matter.

What’s important is that with just one sentence, this guy, Old Dong, will be passionate and start to persist for decades?

Old Dong looked at Bai Ji's expression and chuckled helplessly.

"Doesn't it sound incredible?"

Bai Ji nodded honestly.

"I also found it incredible. When I saw this sentence at that time, I couldn't sleep all night after I went back and forth, and the only thing in my mind was that was going back and forth.

Later, I thought, could I do something too?

Everyone does something within their ability, and this sentence may really come true?”

"so……"

"So I tried... There is a saying I won't lie to you.

From childhood to adulthood, I was always in my hometown, and I was unique.

What I want to do, there is nothing I can't do.

To be honest, at the beginning, I was quite arrogant and thought I couldn’t do it. How could anyone rely on others?

As for the current insight, it is something I have only experienced after decades of discovering that I am really not good at it.”

"In your dream, you married three wives, and now you are alone and a widowed person... Do you regret it?"

"No regrets."

Old Dong shook his hand.

"It's all done after having fun in my dreams, and I don't lack a wife.

I don't want my wife to suffer in this kind of life.

I tell you that when I was young in the early years, it was not without women who signaled me, and I refused them all.

What I like is the kind of gentle women from Nanlin Water Town. How wonderful they are.

I went there once when I was young.

He is both beautiful and independent, speaks softly and has an attitude towards doing things.

What you can see here are either those rough girls with louder voices than men, like Xiao Fang's mother, who are typical.

Don’t look like she looks delicate in front of you, she doesn’t dare to approach the wind and sand when she roars on weekdays.

I'm not saying that they are not good, and they can't survive here if they don't do this, but I don't like it.

Or they are little things that are protected and raised by others. If they speak louder, they can shed a few tears.

I don't like that kind of woman who doesn't live long here.

It’s great if the elderly are lonely and widowed.

Besides, isn't there a small party?

In this gathering place, he is a little spiritual."

"Are you going to let him go your way?"

Old Dong waved his hand.

"That won't be. He has his own way, so I will teach him some skills. In the future, what he wants to go depends on himself. If he goes my way, it doesn't mean that I live again with his body? Then will he be gone? His name is Zhuo Fang, not Dong Wei."

"So your name is Dong Wei..."

Bai Ji laughed.

"Next time I'll erect a monument, at least I know what to write."

"Get out! Maybe I'll set the monument for you."

Old Dong glanced at Bai Ji.

"I think you are not a serene master. No matter how capable you are, you have to know awe, right? That's the strength of a famous person. You just want to go to the place? And looking at how you came here at the beginning, it seemed like you were heading to the desert, and there were no dangers there. I used to go to ten sandpapers, but less than three came back. I think you, boy, can't live long."

Although Old Dong's words were not very nice, Bai Ji could hear that he was doing his own good.

Everyone’s way of expressing concern is different, and Lao Dong’s way may be so alarmist.

"Don't worry, there is a saying that disasters last for thousands of years, and I can't kill them like this."

Old Dong was stunned and spitted on the ground next to him.

"That's right, you boy is indeed a disaster. I don't ask about your origin, and I know that there are at least many enemies behind you. People like you are easy to make friends and make enemies. I don't know whether it's time to be critical, whether you have more friends or more enemies."

Bai Ji replied with a smile.

"That must be because there are more friends... I like to bully the few with the more."

As he said that, Bai Ji brought the topic back to ancient books.

Bai Ji is still interested in this book that changed Lao Dong's life.

"The ancient book you mentioned is not in your hands?"

Old Dong shook his head, looking very sorry.

"I glanced at that time, and after I went back, I was confused for several days. To be honest, now when I think back, I don't remember where I saw the book. My memories at that time were blurred, and I remembered this sentence until today."

"Oh~ Do you remember the name of that ancient book?"

Bai Ji asked curiously.

He has memories of communication between players in the past, and has a wide range of knowledge, so he may have heard of it.

"The Yellow Emperor."

Old Dong blurted out.

""emperor"?"

“Yellow yellow.”

“Oh~”

Bai Ji nodded and suddenly realized.

Haven't heard of it.

The two of them kept chatting casually, and they were not idle.

As for Zhuo Fang, he was also running back and forth in the gathering place.

He is well-known in this gathering place and has many people, so he becomes even more sad and concerned about it.

Until dawn.

Bai Jicai straightened up and stretched his body, and unconsciously hammered the lumbar spine that was sore.

Even with his physique, he would have to be a little tired after surviving such a night of hard work.
To be continued...