what?

The slovenly monk's slightly smiling words surprised Liu Wen so much that he couldn't even hold the tea lamp in his hand; Fortunately, the tea lamp just fell on the table, circled half a circle along the arc, and then stopped.

Liu wenneng did not take care of the tea splashed on the table, nor did he straighten the tea lamp; He just stared at the sloppy monk, as if he wanted to see the answer from his face.

The sloppy monk is still indifferent, and even the smile at the corners of his mouth is really stronger; He stretched out his hand and put the tea lamp that fell on the table. This is her favorite tea set. It's always hard to lie down and look at it like this.

Liu wenneng stared at the sloppy monk, as if he wanted to see from his face that he was joking.

You know, it's not surprising that a sloppy monk can guess that his life is not long.

A sloppy monk is a saint of medicine. His physical condition can't escape his eyes; As long as he had a heart, he could naturally guess that he had taken the secret medicine, which temporarily obtained a normal time of several months.

Of course, after a few months, I will die.

But why did he say just now that both of them were "dying soon"?

After thinking for a long time, Liu Wen trembled and said, "old eight, don't lie to me!"

Yes, the eighth brother must be jealous because he can meet the queen; That's why he said he couldn't do it himself?

Yes, it must be!

Liu Wen tried his best to comfort himself, but then he heard the most cruel words.

"It's estimated that your body can last two or three months; My body is indeed longer than you, but it won't last more than a year. "

Liu wenneng's mouth opened wide in shock. He felt that he had auditory hallucinations; How is this possible?

No, it's definitely not true!

The eighth brother had long been a recluse, and he was a saint of medicine himself; Even if someone wants to poison him, it's hard to do, isn't it?

So at this time, the eighth brother must be lying to himself!

Liu wenneng was finally frightened and incoherent: "you're lying to me, aren't you? You said, "right?"

Liu wenneng's voice seemed louder because of his excitement; After reverberating in the bedroom, it floated to the outer room.

The middle-aged man and father-in-law Tao were waiting outside, and Liu wenneng's voice clearly penetrated their ears; They looked at each other and didn't say anything. They just saw the deep helplessness and pain from each other's eyes.

The slovenly monk looked at Liu wenneng, who had lost his manners, and was still moved; The heart wall formed over the years seems to have collapsed suddenly. In the last days of life, I still feel the affection of blood thicker than water.

Although this affection was cut off for so long because of what happened in that year; But it's the last moment of life. What else can you think of?

Forget it, that's it.

The sloppy monk calmed down some excitement and gave an answer to Liu wenneng.

"I don't blame others for the dry oil and dry lamp."

Dry oil lamp?

Liu Wen couldn't help losing his mind when he heard these four words.

Eighth brother, he is younger than himself. How could the oil dry and the lamp dry? That's the answer you can know without even thinking about it.

If it weren't for missing the queen, he couldn't have exhausted his efforts so early anyway.

For a moment, the bedroom was silent

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