Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

She lived in the observatory for most of the year, rarely went out, and very few people had actually seen her.

On the monthly geomancy day, she would come here to select one person and have her divination performed for them.

Of course, the conditions must satisfy her.

Inside the observatory.

"Go and find out who entered the Sea of ​​Death during this trip to the secret realm."

Li Hanqiu, dressed in purple, looked down at the woman and gave her instructions.

The man bowed, clasped his hands, accepted the order, and withdrew.

At this moment, a white-haired, dwarf old man suddenly appeared in the hall.

It shattered the void and arrived!

A powerful expert in the Formless Realm!

This man is none other than one of the three most white-haired men in the capital.

The former head of the observatory has now retired to a behind-the-scenes role.

He was also Li Hanqiu's mentor.

His real name is no longer known.

People generally call him the Old Man Who Observes the Stars, as he is skilled in divination and the art of seeing the secrets of heaven.

Years ago, it was because he pried into the secrets of heaven that he suffered a backlash, which turned his handsome face into the dwarf he is today.

After that, he rarely appeared in public.

"Master."

"Are you interested in the affairs of the Yan and Lin families?" the old man asked bluntly.

"After all, they were two of the most prominent young masters in the capital. Their sudden and mysterious deaths are suspicious."

Li Hanqiu then feigned interest.

This is a great shield.

Actually... she had absolutely no interest in how the two of them died.

What she wanted to know was who had entered the Sea of ​​Death.

That person must be among these people.

By eliminating them one by one, it's not difficult to find.

"You can investigate this matter, but don't get involved," the old man instructed.

"Yes, Master."

The old man nodded, then turned and vanished into thin air.

“He should know the truth behind this…” Li Hanqiu suddenly thought of someone.

No one knows more about the secret realm than him.

I dreamt of him tonight and asked him about it.

While we're at it, let's find out what really happened with that kiss from last time.

Chapter 211 [The Witch's Bath]

"I've had a very fruitful time lately!"

As dusk falls, the shadows of the trees sway gently, and a light breeze rustles the leaves.

Occasionally, a withered leaf falls, perfectly fitting the scene.

The babbling brook sounds long and melodious.

Outside the villa, Taotie burped and patted his belly.

The taste of treasure is different from that of grass; it not only fills the stomach but also has a balance of yin and yang.

Even the hardest things won't hurt its teeth when they get into its mouth; the higher the grade, the better the taste.

Indigestion is not a problem for it, and it will never have diarrhea or anything like that.

It devoured and refined most of the treasures it plundered.

"Young master, it eats so much, we can't afford to keep it if we take it out. Maybe we should just forget about it."

Although Ju Zi wasn't a housekeeper and didn't worry about daily necessities, she still knew it was a considerable expense.

Even the Fan family's mansion probably couldn't afford to support this glutton.

This pet is ugly, lazy, has awful fur, walks with its head drooping, and looks listless. What's the point of having it?

These words sent a shiver down the spine of the Taotie.

Don't mention it!

Its initial reason for recognizing a master was to leave this small world.

Now that we're not playing with it anymore, that really hurts, bro.

The fluffy mongrel Taotie immediately rushed over and rubbed against Little Orange's legs, looking very docile.

She's being more obedient now than ever before.

"Master, I'll eat less from now on, please don't leave me here."

It's also very good at playing the victim; it's natural for it.

Its tail was slightly raised halfway up, it walked with a wobbly gait, its fur stood on end, its ears drooped, and it gently rubbed its head against its paws, looking all ingratiating.

"Yes, I ate quite a lot."

The boy squatted down and washed the three-pound crucian carp he had just caught by the river.

Fishing is not about simply grabbing a crucian carp from the air and having it float to the surface.

Get things from the air!

The crucian carp was very slippery and tried to escape by wagging its tail, but in the end it was all in vain.

With one blow, he will be sent to the afterlife. Tonight, we'll eat fish and have great fortune.

"I can eat less..." Taotie tried to explain, but his gaze fell on the fish.

We're having fish tonight, it smells delicious!

"I am at the Formless Realm, a formidable force, and can be of great help to you."

Taotie left the orange and trotted all the way to the stream, trying to persuade the boy who would ultimately decide its fate.

The little orange holds a big secret, and it is its owner, but its fate ultimately rests with the boy.

Whatever he says goes, and Little Orange will only do as he's told.

Taotie has figured this out.

"You must have enemies, right? I'll take care of them for you, using war to fuel our war effort, how about that?"

"Hmm, speaking of which, I am somewhat interested."

As they were talking, the crucian carp had already been gutted, its contents emptied and thrown away, and its scales scraped off...

Orange's cooking skills became increasingly refined, and soon an enticing aroma wafted from the kitchen.

As dusk fell, on the rooftop balcony of the villa, five or six dishes on a nanmu wooden table looked incredibly appetizing.

The gluttonous beast was already drooling, but then it realized that if it ate too much, it would be abandoned. So it turned away with a bitter face and pretended not to see anything.

But the fragrance lingered around my nose and wouldn't dissipate.

The images even came to life in my mind.

Tomorrow is the last day of the secret realm.

The stars hang high in the sky, the heavens are bright, and the secret realm is exceptionally quiet tonight.

This place is some distance from the exit, and it's much quieter here.

On the rooftop, a handsome man and a beautiful woman sat side by side, quietly gazing at the stars in the sky, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility.

Little Orange rested her head slightly on his shoulder, her hair hanging down, and linked her arm with his, completely content.

"Young master, I miss the old lady."

For Xiaojuzi, the old lady was her only family in the world.

She hasn't even had a chance to repay the kindness of being saved and raised.

Nominally, she was a maid, but the old lady always treated her like her own daughter and never mistreated her.

"Once the secret realm is over, we'll go back to see her."

"Okay, thank you, young master." She gently nuzzled him.

A night breeze carried her faint fragrance to his nose, stirring a desire within him.