On the occasion of collapse

This is what Emperor Ming asked the old man for.

Six of the seven top demon slayers in the world are helpless against this big monster.We can only work together to trap it in the mountains and prevent it from destroying everywhere, causing the loss of life.

You can ask an immortal to help you with this matter.

However, the Immortal will definitely kill the Great Demon. Emperor Ming hopes to use the Great Demon as a trump card, and immediately looks for the world's number one slayer of demons, Li Changle, who lived in seclusion a few years ago.

Li Changle agreed to Emperor Ming's request for two reasons. One was that his life was about to end, and he wanted to exchange this for his disciple Bai Zhi to have ten years of peace of mind.The second is, fighting against fate, winning once, but losing the second time.

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Time passed quickly, and three months passed without realizing it.

Bai Zhi looked at the familiar environment around her and stretched out comfortably.

"Ah~ I'm finally back."

Hammering her waist, Bai Zhi slowly walked towards the dilapidated small courtyard.

Although the yard is small and shabby, with the old man and her, it is the best yard in the world.

Looking at the courtyard door in front of her, Bai Zhi gently opened the door and walked in.

"I haven't been back for so long. The old man must have missed me." Bai Zhi walked into the yard and stared at the fallen leaves on the ground for a moment.

"Huh? The old man is lazy? Why are there leaves on the ground?" Bai Zhi blinked and walked towards the old man's room with doubts.

He didn't notice anything unusual in the courtyard at all.

In the past few years, every time she went out for a long trip, the old man would be waiting for her at home. She was used to it and thought it would always be like this.

Stopping in front of the door, Bai Zhi moved her right foot, then slowly raised her foot and kicked the door open hard.

"Old man! I'm back! Are you lazy again..." Bai Zhi shouted as loudly as she did every time she came back, but the sight in front of her stunned her.

There was no frightened old man in the room, nor was there any drunk old man sleeping soundly.

"Huh? That's weird. Where did the old man go?" When she walked into the room, Bai Zhi subconsciously wanted to pull out a chair and sit down. When her hand touched the chair, Bai Zhi's body froze suddenly.

Withdrawing her hand, Bai Zhi looked at the dust on her palm and was completely stunned.

dust.....

She had only been away for three months, and no matter how lazy the old man was, he would not let him and his house become ashes.

what happened?Where has the old man gone?

Bai Zhi stared blankly at the dust on her palms, and it took a long time before Bai Zhi came back to her senses.

She looked at the empty bed in front of her and hurriedly walked over.

Where is the old man's sword and where is the flute.

Where have you gone?Where have you been!

Bai Zhi grabbed the package placed under the bed and quickly pulled it out from under the bed.

However, the package was empty, with nothing in it.

There is no such ugly sword or that familiar flute.

Throwing the package on the bed, Bai Zhi frantically searched the room for proof that the old man was still here.

She thought that maybe the old man was just joking with herself.

But, nothing.

Bai Zhi found nothing except this abandoned wine naan.

Sitting paralyzed in the messy room, Bai Zhi looked at the clutter scattered around, her eyes blank.

"By the way, maybe the old man just went out like me? Yes, that must be the case. He must have left a letter for me." Thinking of this possibility, Bai Zhi quickly stood up, opened the door and headed towards her room. Run.

"boom!"

Opening the door heavily, Bai Zhi looked at her room that was also covered in dust, looking around for what she hoped to see.

She found it.

On her desk, an envelope lay quietly.

Quickly walking to the table, Bai Zhi looked at the letter and gasped for air.

After calming down her mood, Bai Zhi picked up the envelope.

"Smelly old man, you make me so worried about you. Let me see where you go."

Turning the envelope over, Bai Zhi saw the font on the front of the envelope.

That's the old man's handwriting.

'Disciple Bai Zhi personally opened the door.

Zhi'er, when you read this letter, my master has already gone to find your master's wife.

Slowly opening the envelope, Bai Zhi looked at the letter, her expression changing from relaxed to unbelievable.

With her eyes widened, Bai Zhi's swaying body looked as if she was about to fall down in the next second.

"Impossible, old man, how could the old man..."

Holding the corner of the table, Bai Zhi stared at the letter in her hand and murmured.

With trembling hands, Bai Zhi forced herself to read the letter.

'I am already an octogenarian this year. I am already eighty-four years old. I have lived long enough.

People say that if a person is very old, his life span is long enough.

At this age, it is considered to be the end of life.

So Zhi'er, don't be sad for me, this is fate.

I have fought with my life and won once, but this second time, I lost.

I have no complaints or regrets. There is a word about fate. My destiny is determined by God, but my destiny is determined by myself.I have had bad luck throughout my life, and I have only been blessed with a few blessings.

Being able to become a master and disciple with you is the same thing.

I remember nine years ago, when you were a child with wounds all over your body, I adopted you and brought you to live here.

At that time, I never thought that one day I would be so reluctant to part with you.

I never thought that time would pass so fast.

It seems like yesterday you were still the girl who pretended to be evil all day long, but in the blink of an eye, you have become a graceful and graceful girl.

I am reluctant to leave you, and I also want to see you find your sweetheart.

Can get married and have children.

But I can't see it anymore.

Life is life after all, and we are mortal after all.

Mortals fighting against heaven will eventually lose.

However, I still have one regret.

I have never been married and have no children.You have been my only relative these years, but, just, I haven’t been able to hear you call me grandpa.

Zhi'er, girl, I'm gone.

Someone from the royal family will inevitably come to contact you. If you are willing to serve as a tribute to the royal family, you will have a worry-free life.If you don't want to, just refuse.

——Li Changle stayed. '

"You're kidding, the old man likes to tease me the most."

Biting her lower lip, Bai Zhi's eyes turned scarlet.

"I'm going to find him. He must be secretly laughing somewhere right now." Bai Zhi propped up her body and stumbled towards the door, but before she took a few steps, she fell to the ground, holding the The letter also flew far away.

She knew it was no joke.

"Old man...Grandpa..." She clutched the ground with both hands, and Bai Zhi's hair spread out, blocking her face.

Bai Zhi's intermittent sobs came, but no one could respond to her.

Changle, Changle, the name is Changle, but in the end it is Changzhou sorrow.

(In the age of maodie, old people in their eighties and nineties are called octogenarians. In addition, the age of sixty refers to the elderly of 60 years old. The age of seventy refers to the elderly of 70 years old. The centenarians are called Qi Yi.)

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One month later, the exorcist stronghold.

"Lord Bai Zhi, my condolences." The person who preserved Li Chang Le's body and relics looked at the slightly pale Bai Zhi in front of him and said with some distress.

He is also a child.

"Well, thank you." Looking at the flute in her hand, Bai Zhi was silent for a long time before slowly saying this.

Li Changle's body was buried a month ago, next to her master's wife.

She didn't know what happened between the two. Li Changle never mentioned it to her, and she never asked.

Maybe these things need to be brought into the soil.

Except for the flute, she buried all the old man's things with the old man.

And the long sword was shattered, so completely that the fragments could not be found at all, and maybe some of the fragments turned into ashes.

She kept the spirit of the old man for seven days, because there is a folk saying that people will return to their souls seven days after death and come back to see their relatives.

But on the seventh day, there was nothing.

Folklore and legends are all lies. There is no such thing as a soul in the world.

When a person dies, he or she dies, and nothing remains.

Just like what Li Changle said, the royal family found her one day after her wake and expressed their intention to make Bai Zhi a tribute to the royal family.

Bai Zhi refused.

The old man had been lazy and wandering for most of his life. She wanted to live as freely as the old man.

The royal family did not embarrass her any more and left simply after confirming her choice.

She could guess that this was probably what the old man had prepared for her.

The royal family would not let her go so simply.

Speaking of which, the old man really did a lot for her quietly.

After walking out of the exorcist's stronghold, Bai Zhi looked at the sun outside and was stunned for a long time.

"It's a nice weather today..."

The weather today is of course very good, the sun is shining brightly and there are no clouds in the sky.

However, the bright sunshine shining on Bai Zhi could not make her feel any warmth.

"Aha."

Holding the flute in her hand, Bai Zhi walked aimlessly on the street.

There are many people on the street, but the bustling crowd seems to have nothing to do with Bai Zhi.

"Hmm." A strong aroma of wine came. Bai Zhi raised her head and looked at the wine shop on the street. Bai Zhi stood there and didn't move for a long time.

After a while, Bai Zhi raised her legs and walked towards the wine shop.

"Waiter, make two kilograms of sweet-scented osmanthus wine. (One kilogram is 500 ml, two kilograms is 1000 ml.)" Bai Zhi walked into the wine shop and said to the waiter.

"Okay, girl, wait a moment."

After a while, the waiter came over carrying a small wine jar.

"Girl, your two kilograms of sweet-scented osmanthus brew."

Taking the wine jar, Bai Zhi nodded lightly, paid the money, and turned around and left the wine shop.

Walking slowly, Bai Zhi finally returned to the shabby little yard.

The yard was already covered with dust. It had not been cleaned for more than four months and was already in a mess.

Bai Zhi placed the wine jar on the stone in the courtyard, turned around and picked up the bamboo broom on one side, and slowly cleaned up the fallen leaves in the courtyard.