C246 There is no such thing as a book

When I woke up again, I found myself surrounded by a crowd of people.

mottled little Taoist looked at me who had climbed up and was sitting against the wall. He slowly said, "Lu Yan, I have something to ask you, do you want to speak the truth?"

I recalled my promise to the old Daoist and bitterly smiled, saying, "You can ask. If there's anything I can say, say it, I'm sorry