Lift up the big shovel and drop a shovel of loess floating down.

During the whole process, Zuo Changlu did not let anyone, including Zuo Xiaoduo, intervene. He was the only one who piled up a grave. He didn't stop until the last shovel of soil.

"Xiaoduo, take this last shovel of soil for your godfather, and do your filial piety as a son! Don't be too much, don't be less, don't shake, and don't sprinkle!"

"good."

Zuo Xiaoduo steadily patted the last shovel of soil on it; then erected the tombstone.

"The tomb of the adopted father Hong Dashui, and his adopted son Zuo Xiaoduoli."

Very simple tombstone.

Finish.

Then...there is a sudden change!

Just in front of everyone, countless grass suddenly emerged from the grave that had just been piled up.

It was almost a blink of an eye, and it was three feet thick, covering up the entire tombstone!

And the change is only the beginning, and there are countless vines, which seem to be created out of nothing, growing longer and longer, quickly climbing up the grave, then entangled each other, wrapping all the tombstones. In the eyes of everyone present, it was like using vines to make a tight portal.

The whole process only took more than ten minutes, but the entire grave was hidden in the wilderness.

At first glance, it was nothing different from the weeds everywhere!

Things in the world are mysterious and changeable, amazing and amazing!

Zuo Changlu sighed softly: "Friends for one lifetime, enemys for two lifetimes; but in this life, blind, I'm giving you a good gift."

Papa, Kaifeng, just like jars, poured on the grass.

"If there is a next life, you may not be willing to drink with me again."

Zuo Changlu smiled faintly: "In this life, there is no way to win or lose... Of course, you leave first; even if you win, brother, finally call you brother and have this cup."

After saying that, he raised a jar of wine, raised his head and gusted and drank it down.
Chapter completed!