Su Yu felt that the master was still the same master.

He loves to talk and talk nonsense, and he loves to laugh and laugh at anecdotes.

Not slovenly and unconventional.

He understood what Su Yu asked and agreed.

The power of Guixi is used to reshape the body and stabilize the soul. Although it is a waste of natural resources, if Su Yu wants to use it to save people, the prince will naturally not stop him.

But what's puzzling is that it's not the money loser who's looking sad, but Old Man Li.

Old Man Li smoked his dry smoke and said: "I have been a farmer all my life. I have faced the loess and turned my back to the sky. I look out the window at the fields and look forward to the blessings of my children and grandchildren. The city looks good, with tall buildings, enough food and clothing, but no matter what,

I can’t live the way I felt back then.”

Although the words are simple, they also reveal simplicity.

Li Fugui looked out the window, his eyes showing more memories.

Li Tiandou lay in his arms, holding on to the corners of his clothes. Although he was young, he could hear his grandfather's overtones.

Su Yu hesitated for a moment and then said, "Don't you want to watch Tiandou grow up?"

Li Fugui looked down at the child in his arms and said after a while: "Don't look at it, I know he won't suffer by being by your side. The child Tiandou is still young. He will forget about home if he looks at the outside world too much.

But I’m different.”

Seeing that Su Yu wanted to persuade him, the prince patted him on the shoulder.

He understood the old man's thoughts. If the village was gone, his home would be gone too.

Under the control of the prince, the ghost seal circled around Li Tiandou's head like rootless duckweed.

The clouds, rain, thunder and lightning above it kept washing over Li Tiandou's thin body.

The strong ghost energy envelops Li Tiandou's skin and flesh with thunder.

Not long after, all that was left of Li Tiandou was his skeleton, but it was as crystal clear as all the lead.

Guixi's restless energy gradually calmed down, slowly nurturing vitality.

The pale red flesh is visible to the naked eye clinging to the white bones.

Li Tiandou only felt that his body was itching. He raised his bone-white palm, and found that there were fine blood vessels coiled on it like a web, chaotic and orderly.

"I'm conscious!" When he raised his head again, his lively eyes were brighter than before.

He, Li Tiandou, finally became a flesh-and-blood person!

Looking at his grandfather excitedly, Li Tiandou's face was full of happiness.

Li Fugui sat on the chair and forced out a smile. What Li Tiandou couldn't see was that his grandfather's body had begun to crack and collapse.

When the last bit of energy was taken into his body, Guixi fell to the ground and turned into sawdust.

"Do you feel anything strange in your body?" the prince asked.

Li Tiandou shook his head.

"What about energy? Breathing fire and spitting water or something?" Tun Ling looked at him hopefully. This kid is a malleable talent. If he is well cultivated, he will definitely become the strongest arm for his treasure hunt.

"No, I just feel that my strength is stronger than before."

"Try to hit him with all your strength." The prince raised his palms.

Li Tiandou clenched his fist, feeling the majestic power in his body, and punched out as fast as thunder.

The fist hit the prince's palm firmly and there was an explosion. Although the prince did not move a step, the corners of his clothes were blown up by a strong wind.

"It's so rare! The physical strength can be so powerful." The prince admired.

There are monks who simply practice physical arts, but they are very few, and they are divided into two extremes: either they are geniuses who sing all the way, or they are unknown and have no skills.

Li Tiandou's physique has undergone earth-shaking changes. If he is given guidance, he may not be able to reach the peak with his physical skills in the future.

"Su Yu." An old and frail voice came.

Several people heard the sound and looked around. At this time, the flesh on Li Fugui's face had begun to rustle, and there was a hint of relief in his voice: "Tian Dou will be left to you."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, all his skin and flesh fell away, leaving only the withered bones.

"Grandpa!" Although Li Tiandou was prepared, he still knelt in front of the withered bones with tears in his eyes.

Li Fugui's funeral was very simple. The fallen leaves returned to their roots and were still buried in his tomb, facing the former Lijia Village.

In Su Yu's words, the view here is good and there are old people watching over it, so there can be more good people in the world.

What monks cultivate is the understanding of the world and the sublimation of the soul.

Su Yu bowed deeply to the old man's grave.

He felt that the old man was the well-deserved great monk. No matter what kind of dangers he encountered in the world, he could still keep his heart and be kind to others. If he was not a great monk, who could bear the title of great monk?

"Boy, the matter is over, it's time for me to leave." The prince said to Su Yu.

"Are you going away again? How long will it take to get back?"

"One day, two days, or five or eight years, I don't know."

"Master, you are not really planning to find a good girl to get married, are you?" Su Yu's face was full of disdain.

"Boy, you should understand that I am the biggest stumbling block on your growth path." The prince rarely joked, and his tone was serious.

"When I'm here, you will always feel that you have something to rely on, but it will never happen in the end!"

"You can't carry the banner of Tongyou at all!"

Su Yu was like a deflated rubber ball. In front of his master, he would always be just a child. Although he would not cry for candy, he would only know how to hide his clumsiness.

"But where are you going?" Su Yu couldn't help but ask.

"You can't go where I go, we are taking different roads." The prince replied.

Su Yu felt a little sad.

The prince pursed his lips, but still closed his mouth.

Some things he said were useless. He knew that Su Yu was not a hypocritical person, nor was he a prince.

Now that the three-day appointment has arrived, the prince came to Wulao Peak again.

That bad-tempered Niubi was waiting for him at the foot of the mountain today.

He leaned against the coffin and took a nap with his eyes closed.

The coffin looked like an ordinary red coffin, and the people were ordinary people, but something like this in this scenic spot really frightened many tourists.

Pedestrians avoided him.

The prince looked at him funny, kicked his feet and said with a smile: "Boss, how do you sell this coffin?"

Xiu Lan wiped her saliva and stood up in a daze and shouted: "If you don't want to sell it, don't sell it! If you want to buy it, go to the coffin shop!"

The prince shook his head and lifted the coffin on his shoulder with one hand.

Only then did Xiu Lan realize that the prince was coming, and he asked carelessly: "Where are you going to bury it? Can you help me dig a hole for you?"

The prince pointed to his feet and said, "It's buried at Wulao Peak. You should pack up and prepare to run away."

"Fuck! Madman!" Xiu Lan stepped forward dozens of meters in one step. He wanted to pick up his dad who was on duty first.

The prince came directly to a cliff. The terrain here was steep, few people came, and the feng shui was extremely bad.

But what I picked was poor Feng Shui!

The prince jumped down.

Seeing a depression between the cliffs, the prince picked up the coffin with satisfaction and smashed the coffin in.

"I only hear how delicious the world is, who can tell us what is right and wrong?"

"Hey!" He sighed heavily.

The prince closed the lid of the coffin, and after closing his eyes, there was no more sound.


Chapter completed!