The old monk's eyes were slightly closed, as if he didn't look at Qin Mu at all. Unexpectedly, the master with the powerful voice was such an old guy. Qin Mu was also stunned for a moment, and saw that the white beard on the old monk's face was almost hanging to the ground. He guessed that the old guy was not young.

Qin Mu thought of this, suddenly a wind swept over him, and then the monk Shu Ran pounced over with a bear hug, shouting sadly: "Uncle Master~"

Uncle Master! Qin Mu was shocked. Qin Mu didn't know how old Lekong was, so he just described it. On the surface, it seemed that he could not explain it clearly. If he couldn't tell me, he probably couldn't tell it clearly. The age of the psychic is elusive, but Lekong appeared in Ginkgo Villa sixty years ago, and his age, Lekong was at least over a hundred years old.

And if the old monk with white hair and hair in front of him was relieved of this uncle, how old would he be? If nothing unexpected happens, he should be above the sky.

"Is it... the boy Shuran?" The old monk was stunned, almost not moving, and he rushed to the ground, knelt on the ground and hugged the old man's legs, howling. The old monk was stunned for a long time before he touched the bald man who was wandering around like a fumble. He touched the bald man trembling for a long time before he said uncertainly.

Under the dim light, two lines of turbid tears were left on the old monk Gu Jing Wubo's face.

Qin Mu noticed that when he was communicating with Shi Ran, his eyes were always closed, and he only fumbled with his hands and listened to Shi Ran's voice. Only then did he confirm that Shu Ran was relieved. In fact, when he called Shi Ran's name, he was also very uncertain.

Qin Mu's heart moved. Could it be that the old monk couldn't see it at all?

This is not impossible.

The old and the young cried together for a long time, and then stood up from the ground. At this time, he thought of Qin Mu's existence. At this time, Qin Mu had been watching the show for a long time.

"Sorry, I'm excited." Shu Ran wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I haven't seen my uncle for almost twenty years."

Twenty years ago, Qin Mu asked with a row of black lines on his forehead: "How old are you this year?"

"Twenty-three, oh no, twenty-fourth." Shu Ran was stunned for a moment and quickly answered.

In other words, when Shu Ran had memories here, he was only three or four years old. The memories before he was seven years old were quite vague. Few people could remember things that were one or two years old. Maybe he could remember things that were three or four years old, but he didn't remember what he was doing at the age of one or two at all.

Many people have no impression of themselves when they were three or four years old. It seems that they were accomplished overnight, and they grew from a small baby to an adult.

Obviously, although Shuran is very familiar with everything here, it means that at the age of three or four, he has lived here for a long time or has been here many times. Otherwise, if he only had a few times, he would not have such a deep memory.

But, what did I do when I came here at that time?

According to the monk, Lekong is not a monk from Ningcheng, but he ran to Ningcheng repeatedly. Is the reason for this lake in Ginkgo Villa?

But why did the uncle who was relieved lived here for a long time? Qin Mu seemed to have heard that the temples on Fushan had been built for a certain period of time. At the earliest, it was deduced to decades ago. At that time, there was no temple at all, only a monk practicing on the mountain.

It is said that the monk's Buddhist heart moved a local tyrant and paid for a small temple. However, it was later destroyed by the four olds. In the last few years, it was raised in the hands of the developer who failed to gambling.

"Why is Uncle Master here?" Before Qin Mu could guess, Brother Shu Ran, who had snot and tears, had already asked.

"Good kid...good kid...it's really you..." the old monk said with a smile, with tears on his face, and his hands stretched forward, as if he was trying to find something. He had already stood up, but when he saw the old monk like this, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it tightly.

"It seems that there is still the breath of Wu Zhu here... It's so good... what Le Kong said... all came true." The old monk looked very grateful. He stood up from the chair with his relieved arms, looking shaking, but he still held him relievedly.

Holding the old monk's thin body, she burst into tears: "Why do you want to live in such a place...why..."

"It's all the evil of the past... cough cough..." The old monk said, coughing violently: "You... have you been to that tomb?"

Qin Mu was stunned. Why did this old monk know about the tomb? Since the other party asked, Qin Mu replied: "I didn't go in, I just heard from the ghosts in the mass grave that there is indeed a tomb under the water."

"Stay away from it," the old monk's eyes were originally closed, but after hearing Qin Mu say this, he opened a little more. There were no eyeballs in his eyes, only a pitch-black hole, like two huge holes, which looked very terrifying on his face. The old monk was too excited, and his face was squeezed together. The eye sockets without eyeballs made Qin Mu feel as if he was staring at him: "Don't go, child, listen to me, don't go!"

The old monk's face was solemn. His eyes without eyes were like two sharp swords, shot straight into Qin Mu's heart, sharp and tough. Qin Mu didn't know what to say for a while, but just looked at the other person stupidly. At this time, the old monk gave him no feeling like a human being. A monk of such an old man, who occasionally stared at him in his twilight years, gave Qin Mu a murderous aura. What's going on?

However, after saying this, the old monk sat down as if he had exhausted all his strength. He panted for a long time. When he started to breathe, his eyes closed. Only then did Qin Mu feel that the aura of killing surrounding his body seemed to have dissipated.

At this time, in front of Qin Mu, the real old man with no power, and the one who warned him with a fierce look on his face seemed to be not at all.

The old man gasped for a long time before he said, "When people get old, they can't stand doing something." The old monk said with his beard shaking.

The only two of them understood what Qin Mu and the old monk said. Qin Mu did not talk about the matter of Ginkgo Villa with the monk. He only knew that Qin Mu had indeed fallen into a fall in Ginkgo Villa, so he did not know about those things. Now, I heard from the uncle, it seems that something terrible is it?

"What the hell is going on?" Even the monk Shu Ran who had always been laughing at him knew that he had frowned. Qin Mu smiled slightly and told him the whole story. Finally, he asked, "You know why I brought you here."
Chapter completed!