Chapter 103: Sword Bone. _4

As the saying goes, a faraway mountain can kill a horse that looks close.

What appeared to be nearby actually took him the time of several sticks of incense to finally step onto the beach.

And at that moment, sitting on the edge of the beach, was an old man with silver hair holding a fishing rod, leisurely fishing. Nearby, in the sand, was planted a broken and tattered black flag, which had two lines of slightly crooked white stitching.

"Dare not predict too much, fearing heaven and the ghosts."

"Words must not be fully explained, lest they throw the world into chaos."

...

"Why are you here?!"

"Why are you here?!"

Chen Qiu looked at the familiar old man, feeling a bit dumbfounded, and blurted out subconsciously, while the other party also seemed equally flustered and incredulous as if they had seen a ghost!

The old and the young asked the same question out loud.

This old man wasn't a stranger; he was the fortune-telling old man who he had encountered a few times before.