Qi Yu Millennium

It was ten o'clock in the evening when the two returned to Ziyang Temple.

"Uncle Master Master, Master Master!" When we came down the mountain, one of Murong Zhuifeng's disciples came out from the gate post to say hello to Vajra Pao and me.

"Where is wealth?" I asked the disciple.

"Old Li was discharged from the hospital today, Fugui went home to see him." The disciple replied respectfully.

"Old Yu, I'll go up first." His wife and children were on top, and the King Kong Cannon returned home like an arrow, and ran up the mountain with a bag of pearls on his back. Go King Kong cannon like a giant firefly.

"Understood." I nodded to that disciple, turned around and walked towards the car, after thinking about it, I turned around and followed the Vajra Pao up the mountain.Lao Li's condition can never be cured. The so-called discharge shows that the hospital is helpless, so he was sent home to wait to die, which means that he is not alive for a few days. So I turned around and went back to the mountain to get some useful spiritual objects for him to extend his life.

Murong Zhuifeng was naturally very happy to see me and King Kong Pao coming back. She is a person who is good at observing words and expressions. From the expressions of King Kong Pao and me, we knew that our trip to the East China Sea did not achieve the expected goal, but even so, we still greeted each other with joy. Xiaoxue made dinner for me and King Kong Pao.

The Vajra Cannon is very playful, and the luminous pearls are placed in each room, and the whole Guanqi Pavilion will be surrounded by pearls and colorful in a short time.

"Xiao Jiu, Lao Li is dying, you should go and see him." Murong Zhuifeng spoke first.

"I heard." I sighed and shook my head.

"I went there during the day and sent a piece of ginseng there, and it was all skinny." Murong Zhuifeng was also very sad.Although Lao Li is not a member of our Ziyang temple, Murong Zhuifeng treated him very well. I think the first person I met when Murong Zhuifeng returned to Ziyang temple after thousands of years was pregnant. Before Gongyangzhu and others went up the mountain, Lao Li's wife Lin Mengchen took care of Murong Zhuifeng.

"I'll go right away." As I said that, I walked into Long Wufeng's room and took out a three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum. There is absolutely no problem with continuing to hang your life.

Put the three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum into the box, then went to the weapon rack, picked up the ancient Qin sword, and walked out of the room with two things.

"Let's go after dinner." Murong Zhuifeng came up to meet him.

"No, it's getting late, I'll go see Lao Li first." I raised my hand and looked at my watch, it was already 10:30.

"Are you really going to give it to him?" Murong Zhuifeng asked while staring at the ancient Qin sword in my hand.The "he" she was referring to was naturally Ye Aofeng.

I nodded and didn't speak, instead, I walked out of Guanqi Pavilion with two things in my hand. After walking a few steps, I suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly turned around and came back.

"Sixth senior sister, when did you cross out Ye Aofeng from the genealogy?" I asked Murong Zhuifeng.

"Why did I remember to ask this? How long has it been?" Murong Zhuifeng looked at me suspiciously.

"Think about it." I took out a cigarette and lit one.

"The sixth day after Lao Ba left." Murong Zhuifeng calculated with his fingers for a long time, and finally recalled the specific date.

"Then when did you write Sister-in-law Seven into the genealogy?" I asked with a frown.The seventh sister-in-law I am talking about is Da Meier, the patriarch of Qingqiu.

"On the same day, it is very troublesome to ask for the genealogy once, so I will handle the two things together." Murong Zhuifeng nodded and said.The genealogy of our Ziyang Temple records the names of the past dynasties' head teachers. To invite them out, they must go through certain ceremonies, such as bathing and changing clothes or even fasting, which is quite troublesome.

"What's the matter?" Murong Zhuifeng asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing." With a long sigh, I turned and walked out of Guanqi Pavilion.

The reason why I asked about this matter at this time is to further prove whether Ye Aofeng acted on the order of the leader before handing over the ancient sword of Qin. Murong Zhuifeng did two things at the same time when I lost my purple qi at the border, no one knows which one made the leader furious and cut off my purple qi.

After leaving Ziyang Temple, I drove to Lijiatun. I had been to Lao Li’s house several times before, so I found the location naturally.

The door was closed, but the lights in the room were still on.

After knocking on the door, Fugui opened the door.

"Fugui, why didn't you go home?" I asked Fugui, who was married and had a child, and usually didn't live with Lao Li and his wife.

"My father may not win, I don't worry." Fugui opened the door and welcomed me in, and at the same time yelled into the room to inform his parents of my arrival.

I nodded to Fugui with a sad face, turned around and walked to the main room. Fugui is a dutiful son. I knew this from the first time I met him. At that time, Lao Li was tossed by me and King Kong Pao. , Fugui carried Lao Li on his back and ran for more than ten miles in one go.

There was a strong smell of herbs in the room, and the dim lighting made it more ominous.

"Headmaster Yu, hello." Lin Mengchen opened the curtain and walked out from the west room, feeling quite calm.Lin Mengchen is a lady of every family, and he treats people with courtesy.

"I just came back from another place, so I came to see Lao Li." I nodded to Lin Mengchen and said.Normal visits to patients are usually in the morning, and the afternoon and evening are not very good, but I am a monk, so I naturally know that these rules are not very particular.But even so, I still have to explain to Lin Mengchen that I didn't choose to come at night on purpose.

"Headmaster Yu, please come in." Lin Mengchen lifted the curtain and let me go first.Lao Li and Lin Mengchen used to live in the main house, so there is a saying about the reason why they are now in the Westinghouse. According to the funeral customs and funeral traditions in most of our country, people are usually sent to the Westinghouse before they die. There is a saying that they will be reborn in the West , It also means leaving the main house to the widow. After all, the room where someone died is very yin, and it will be harmful and useless for the living to live again.

As Murong Zhuifeng said, Lao Li is already very thin and weak. Although I can't see his body under the quilt, I can observe his aura. It is very appropriate to describe his situation with a sentence of exhaustion, All the breath is sluggish, life is hanging by a thread, and he is in a coma at the moment. It seems that Lao Li's condition has deteriorated very badly during my absence.

"Old man, Teacher Yu saw you coming." Lin Mengchen couldn't help but feel sad as soon as he opened his mouth, and the second half of the sentence started to cry.

Lao Li, who was originally in a coma, opened his eyes suddenly after hearing Lin Mengchen's voice. I couldn't help being slightly taken aback by this sudden violent reaction, but Lin Mengchen seemed to be used to this, and he didn't show any surprise. .

"It's been like this for the past few days. Whenever you are mentioned, he can wake up." Lin Mengchen hurried up to support Lao Li who was about to get up.

"Lao Li, we're leaving in seven days." I didn't say other nonsense, because I knew what Lao Li wanted to hear most at the moment.

"Teacher Yu, thank you." Lao Li's voice was very low, and he couldn't help but make a movement of the head while speaking. He didn't do this kind of movement before, because he was expelled from the mountain gate by the Maoshan faction. He is no longer a priest.Even at this moment, he only put down his hands after halfway through his actions, which shows that he has not forgiven himself in his heart.As for the fact that he subconsciously performed the action of censorship because he has done this action for more than 50 years, even though the last 30 years were in a dream...