The two took Gui'er for nearly an hour before returning to the inn. Mu Changfeng waited for Gui'er to fall asleep and whispered: "Senior brother, I have something to ask for advice."

Zhou Nianping grinned and smiled proudly, "I know, you want to ask why Qixia Town sings a big show every year on August 16th, right?"

Mu Changfeng nodded and said, "That's right, my senior brother is knowledgeable and will definitely give me an answer."

"Hehehe." Zhou Nianping pretended to be incredible, suddenly showed a look of needing a beating and shrugged, "I don't know."

"Go," Mu Changfeng was a little amused, "I thought you knew everything."

"I haven't finished speaking. I don't know everything, I know a little bit. A few years ago when I went down the mountain to practice, I met a few people who ran around the world. I heard them talk about it. The auspicious opera troupe in Qixia Town used to perform the most famous dramas on August 15th, but later, for some reason, it was changed to August 16th."

"What story does "The Wish of Eternal Life" tell?"

"Those brothers who are doing art in the world have said it, but they haven't made it clear. The general idea is that a man who wants to live forever will finally get what he wants, practice and become an immortal, live with the heaven and earth. He will come to the mortal world every year on August 16th. Those who get the nectar will be free from illness or disaster and will live for a hundred years."

"So that's it." Mu Changfeng laughed silently, "The drunkard's intention is not to drink. Everyone is not trying to watch the show, but to make Ganlu live for a hundred years."

Zhou Nianping said: "That's true. Whether it's true or false, I want to make a good fortune."

Mu Changfeng glanced at Gui'er and said, "Senior brother, don't you take the little guy with him?"

"Don't take him with him." Zhou Nianping's attitude was very firm and said, "A young child, don't be full of the idea of ​​immortality and living with the world. If you get lost, it's not a good thing. Just go and have fun. For the holidays, join in the fun."

"Senior Sister..." Thinking of Fang Zhiliang, Mu Changfeng's expression immediately darkened.

"Our good senior sister, if you want to distract her from her attention, reading is the best way to do it. The babbling sound will only annoy her." Zhou Nianping thought of Fang Zhao who had just passed away. He felt sore and sad. He grabbed a piece of mooncake and stuffed it into his mouth.

He wanted to hide his sadness. When the fragrance of the mooncakes spread in his mouth, he suddenly remembered that day when he held back tears and made mooncakes for Fang Zhao, and his heart suddenly felt like a knife was squeezing.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" Mu Changfeng asked worriedly.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about me, or your senior sister. Don't comfort her, let her be quiet." Zhou Nianping threw down the mooncake in his hand, took off his shoes and went to bed, and slowly lay down.

Gui'er slept very sweetly, her cheeks showed a healthy blush. Zhou Nianping hugged him gently, and the feeling of peace and well-being of time arose naturally. The sadness and irritability disappeared most of the time.

Mu Changfeng wanted to calm him down, so he got up and left, and returned to his wing room.

Shi Lei had already fallen asleep, his snoring was soft and his expression was quiet.

Mu Changfeng didn't want to wake him up, so he blew out the candlelight and lay on the chair and lie down in his clothes. He slept in a daze for a long time. In a daze, he suddenly saw a woman in yellow walking to the bed, kneeling down, and kowtowed a few times.

"Who are you?" Mu Changfeng secretly used his spiritual power. Seeing a yellow-clothed woman's head slanted with an osmanthus hairpin, smelling a faint fragrance of osmanthus, he asked, "Is it Gui'er's mother?"

The woman in yellow dress lowered her head and choked up and said, "The great kindness of Mr. Mu and Mr. Zhou to my child are unforgettable."

Mu Changfeng said gently: "I thank my senior brother Zhou alone. He is sincere to Gui'er and will definitely teach you well."

The woman in yellow clothes said, "Without Mr. Mu's efforts, Mr. Zhou would not accept Gui'er as her adopted son. The little woman has no good way to repay her kindness, so she can only do her best to remind her that she should not go out tomorrow, otherwise there will be a big disaster."

Mu Changfeng was very puzzled and said, "Why?"

"August 16th, it's a demon..." The woman in yellow seemed to be suffering some kind of pain. Before she gave a complete answer, she could no longer hold on and disappeared without a trace.

Mu Changfeng woke up with a tremor.

I felt that everything I had just had was a dream, and I couldn't help but fall into confusion.

Is the disaster that the woman in yellow clothes said related to the accomplice?

What does August 16th have to do with the affair, and how could she know all this?

Mu Changfeng was shocked and scared, and before he knew it, cold sweat penetrated his clothes.

Suddenly, when he heard the door creaking, Zhou Nianping sneaked into the room quietly and whispered: "Junior brother, are you still sleeping?"

Mu Changfeng quietly stood up, took Zhou Nianping out of the house, and said, "Gui'er's mother has given me a dream."

Zhou Nianping said: "She also gave me a dream and told me to bring a bronze mirror when watching the show."

Mu Changfeng was even more puzzled, "She warned me not to go out, otherwise there would be trouble."

"How is that?" Zhou Nianping's face turned pale, and he felt worried, and said, "She said a lot to me. It turns out that she is a demon clan who has practiced for two thousand years and has the ability to predict. Knowing that I have always been worried about the matter of the bronze mirror, I came to tell you to repay my kindness in teaching Gui'er."

Mu Changfeng said: "What does this matter have to do with me? How can there be trouble?"

Zhou Nianping pondered for a moment and said, "It's better to believe that there is than to believe that there is nothing. She sincerely repays her kindness and is willing to risk revealing the secrets of heaven. She will never deceive us. Just stay in the inn and I'll go to the show alone."

"No," Mu Changfeng grabbed Zhou Nianping's arm and said, "I don't want to worry about you going alone."

"There is nothing to worry about. Since Gui'er's mother asked me to go out, it means I will not be in danger." Zhou Nianping looked around and took out the bronze mirror from his sleeve. "I will not be willing to die if I don't understand the secret of the bronze mirror."

"Senior Brother." Mu Changfeng hesitated for a moment and decided to be honest with everything, attach it to Zhou Nianping's ears, and said carefully about the accomplice of the demon.

"Am I apologize?" Zhou Nianping's face turned pale and said, "I remember Qin Yiluo's biography mentioned that the specific story was not clearly written, but it was not very good."

Mu Changfeng said: "Senior sister once told me that my father mistakenly regarded the fox demon as a demon and killed it with one sword. It was ridiculous. If my father knew that the demon was under his nose, he would not know what to react."

Zhou Nianping said: "When Master Mu was young, he ranked the people of the world first. Later, he suffered from the pain of losing his daughter. In addition, he was getting older and weaker, and he could no longer kill his relatives for justice. Don't be afraid."

"Is that true?" Mu Changfeng said discouragedly: "I always think my father will kill me and then himself."

"Be careful, there is no big mistake. It is right not to tell Master Mu." Zhou Nianping suddenly felt satisfied and said, "You really tell me all the secrets."

"Because I know that in my senior brother's heart, I am more important than the people of the world."

"Of course, there is a difference between closeness and alienation. The world's population has thousands of people. What does it have to do with me? Adding it together is not as good as a white hair for my junior brother, haha."

Mu Changfeng smiled and glared at him, instructing: "Be careful not to put yourself in danger."

Zhou Nianping nodded with a smile, patted Mu Changfeng on the shoulder, "Talk, be careful that you are aging before you get old."
Chapter completed!