Li Yang nodded: "No problem."

The two left the crowd and walked along the corridor to the end. We all craned our necks and could not hear the conversation between the two. It seemed that Yin Qiufeng was asking Li Yang some question. Li Yang shrugged and said that he was not sure. Yin Qiufeng

There was unconcealable disappointment on their faces. The two people walked back again.

I said: "The purpose of Mr. Yin's visit this time must have been told by Li Yang to everyone. He wants to see the old lady."

Everyone then came back to their senses and led Yin Qiufeng to the ward. Through the window, we could see the old lady on the hospital bed, her eyes tightly closed and she seemed completely unconscious. Her complexion was extremely poor, her face was sallow, and she looked like dry grass.

It was as if he was struggling to breathe with all his strength. It was very pitiful. Anyone could see that this person was on the verge of death, and his vitality was leaving this body.

Yin Qiufeng did not enter the house, but stood outside the door, holding the door frame with one hand, looking at the old man quietly. His eyes were deep and indescribable, showing endless vicissitudes and sadness, like a centenarian.

We didn't speak, no one wanted to ruin the solemn atmosphere.

Yin Qiufeng walked into the ward slowly, sat gently beside the bed, stretched out his hand and gently held the old lady's hand. The whole process was very natural, without any artificiality.

The ward was extremely quiet, and everyone was not breathing, watching this strange and somewhat sad scene in silence.

I accidentally saw that Wang Xue's face was not very good. Although she kept smiling lightly, her brows were wrinkled. I was a little confused but didn't think about it deeply. I bumped into Li Yang and asked in a low voice what Yin Qiufeng had said to him just now. Li Yang

Yang frowned and said, "He asked me if I knew where my grandma hid the wooden box in Henan forty years ago. I said I didn't know, and grandma didn't explain it at all."

Strange, Yin Qiufeng asked why?

In the ward, Yin Qiufeng was talking to his grandmother. His voice was very soft, but he could still hear her clearly. He said to her, "I'm here."

At this time, everyone saw that grandma Qi Yan's face was actually a little flushed. Her face seemed more fluid and lively, as if a trace of life power had been injected into her. Her eyes could no longer be opened, and her skinny hands kept holding

In Yin Qiufeng's hand, it trembled slightly.

She struggled to say a word in her throat: "You, you are not him."

If these two sentences of dialogue are not linked to the context, it would be quite incomprehensible. Li Yang and I looked at each other and made a simple inference. Yin Qiufeng said "I'm here", which means that he experienced it in his dream.

The monk's life is integrated with the monk's emotions, so he felt particularly close to his grandmother Qi Yan. From a certain point of view, the monk's emotions came to him, and he said "I'm here" due to his emotions.

.Although grandma Qi Yan is a dying person and cannot see anything, the inexplicable feeling between her and the monk is still there. As soon as Yin Qiufeng appeared, she knew that he was not a monk.

The only thing that is certain now is that the monk is indeed dead because Yin Qiufeng dreamed about him all his life.

Yin Qiufeng's next move surprised us. He actually reached out his hand and gently stroked his grandma's gray hair, once and for all, very gently. The love in his eyes was indeed true.

Grandma closed her eyes tightly and shed a tear. Her voice was choked with sobs, but she still said: "You are not him, you are not him."

Yin Qiufeng said: "Yanzi, you once hid a box in an ancestral hall in a mountain village. Can you tell me the specific location?"

The old lady's wrinkled, walnut-shaped face suddenly showed a very cunning smile. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, which made her look a little creepy. She closed her eyes and said intermittently: "I told you that you are not him, otherwise what would you do?

Don’t you know?”

Yin Qiufeng said: "Maybe with that thing, I will become him."

The old lady was obviously shaken, and her lips trembled slightly.

Yin Qiufeng lowered his body and put his ear to the old lady's mouth. The old lady trembled and said a few words, and Yin Qiufeng narrowed his eyes and nodded.

He let go of his hand and stood up, walked over and asked Vice President Li to get a pen, then quickly wrote a series of addresses on a note and said: "Xiao Li, I don't care what method you use, within one day, you can get here

The ancestral hall in the village brought back a wooden flat box hidden on a beam."

Vice President Li looked at the address, with an indifferent expression, and nodded: "I'll do it right away."

Yin Qiufeng looked back at the old lady on the hospital bed and said to himself: "There are only two days left. I wonder if I can make it in time."

Wang Xue wanted to book a hotel room for the boss Yin Qiufeng nearby, but Yin Qiufeng was very determined and stayed with the old lady in the ward and would not go anywhere.

With no other choice, Wang Xue contacted the hospital, and it was said that she directly found the dean, who temporarily added a bed in the ward and placed it next to the hospital bed. As expected, Yin Qiufeng stayed in front of the old lady, never leaving her, sometimes holding her grandma's hand.

, whispering his heartfelt words, sometimes peeling an apple and cutting off a small piece with a knife, and slowly feeding it to the old lady. He tried his best, everything he did came from his heart, and he was naturally considerate. Uncles and aunts like Li Yang could not help but look at them.

I felt sour and secretly said that this big boss is closer than my own son.

Yin Qiufeng is a real master. He doesn't dare to offend anyone. As long as it doesn't go too far, he can do whatever he wants. According to his wishes, he sends all the useless relatives home and leaves one family member to accompany him every day.

That’s it.

At night again, I licked my face and stayed vigil. I was so curious that I wanted to see with my own eyes how the whole thing developed and ended. Another thing was the wooden box that was hidden in the ancestral hall a few years ago.

, what exactly is inside?

This girl Wang Xue was promoted to secretary. It seems that she didn't betray her looks at all. She also has some abilities. She has a clear relationship with the hospital. She prepared all the meals in the evening and prepared a new set of quilts and mattresses for Yin Qiufeng.

, I even prepared a few pieces of new underwear. I thought of everything in front of the leader, and he was gentle and sweet.

It was fine in the evening, so Li Yang and I chatted with Yin Qiufeng. Yin Qiufeng was very interested in listening to me talk about a few things about my past expeditions, especially the story of how Luo Feng's corpse was transformed into an immortal. He listened with great interest. While chatting, Li Yang asked him: "

Mr. Yin, if you turned into that monk in your dream, then you have experienced his whole life."

Yin Qiufeng smiled and nodded.

Li Yang said: "Then what does the monk mean when he says he is immortal? He knows the secret of immortality. Mr. Yin, you also know it."

Yin Qiufeng looked very calm: "The life of this monk I experienced was very ordinary. He was born before the founding of the People's Republic of China. He had no father or mother since he was a child. He was raised by well-intentioned people until he was 18 years old. The family really couldn't get rid of the trouble, so he was sent to the temple by his adoptive parents.

I was ordained and became a novice monk. When I grew up, I traveled around the mountains and met Qi Yan, your grandma. She passed away around the age of thirty-one. Her life was ordinary, like a shooting star, rushing across the world. I insisted on staying.

No matter what, the most unforgettable thing in his life will be Qi Yan and the three days and three nights he spent with her."

"It's over?" Li Yang asked in surprise.

"It's over. What else do you want to know? I can't remember any details. I just feel that this person's life is like a white horse passing by." Yin Qiufeng said.

Li Yang and I took a look and felt that something was wrong here. Li Yang asked: "Mr. Yin, did you remember anything else?"

Yin Qiufeng said: "Let me ask you, when you open your eyes in the morning, how much can you remember about last night's deep dream? It's just a dream. I can remember so much, which is good."

"Eternal Life" I murmured.

Yin Qiufeng smiled: "Do you think the monk seems to be immortal? He died in his early thirties. He casually said that to your grandma sixty years ago, and you still take it seriously."

"Where did he get those embroidered shoes, talismans and so on?" Li Yang asked.

Yin Qiufeng looked confused and shook his head: "I can't remember at all."

"Why did he die so young?" I asked.

Yin Qiufeng said: "That must have happened in the early 1960s. This monk went to a remote mountain forest, sat alone on a protruding rock on the cliff, sat cross-legged in meditation late at night, and passed away. If you ask other questions

, I don’t know either. Your grandma is right, I am not him."

I looked at Li Yang, and Li Yang looked at me, his eyes were very confused. Forget it, I can’t ask, I can’t figure it out, just wait for the situation to develop.

At night, Yin Qiufeng sent Wang Xue away. Wang Xue refused to leave, so Yin Qiufeng gave him a lecture, saying that the hospital was not clean at night. It was very unlucky for a little girl to guard a dying old man. Hurry up.

Let's go. Wang Xue just left. Before leaving, she secretly told me to take more care of the boss.

The three of us drank some wine and chatted together, talking about all kinds of things. If Yin Qiufeng doesn't put on airs, he is a very funny and approachable person. He can speak to people's hearts with a few words and his language is humorous.

He also knows the customs and customs of many places. There is basically nothing in the world that he does not know. Li Yang praised: "It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. Mr. Yin, I envy you so much. In the future, I will travel everywhere if I have the conditions."

Take a walk.”

Yin Qiufeng smiled: "Young people should go out and see the world."

I had a dreamless night and slept very well. When I woke up in the morning, I saw Li Yang looking very gloomy. He asked me to go over and look at something. The talisman hanging on the door lintel actually burned away again, leaving only

one third.

I patted him and sighed: "It's the last day. It's incredible that grandma can survive for such a long time."

Li Yang said with concern: "I've heard that if a person doesn't die at the end of his life and insists on continuing his life, this kind of heaven-defying magic will greatly damage his fortune. Alas, I now understand that death is actually

It’s not terrible, it’s useless to think about it so much when the day comes.”

I suddenly remembered something and looked at him in a daze. He was stared at a little bit and said, "Why do you always look at me?"

I said: "Mr. Yin said that he is not a monk. But he also said that with the things hidden in the ancestral hall, he will become a monk. What does this mean?"

Li Yang shook his head: "It's completely beyond imagination. I can't keep up with the rhythm at all now."

Grandma's condition was getting worse and worse. She had stopped breathing at noon. The doctor almost issued a critical notice during the examination. However, after more than ten minutes, she recovered. Now she has lost consciousness. She closed her eyes and gasped for breath. She fell ill.

The ventilator still felt that there was not enough air. The old uncle kept calling "Mom" with tears in his eyes, but there was no response no matter how he greeted him. Long Zhong was sick and lingering on his breath. Not to mention his family, even me, an outsider, felt very sad when he saw that.

Yin Qiufeng had no expression on his face and kept holding his grandma's hand, sitting next to her like an old monk in meditation.

The grandma and her sons discussed it and started preparing for the funeral. They greeted the funeral staff and bought the shroud. They packed it in a black bag and stuffed it under the hospital bed. This is a local custom that is done before death.

Placing a shroud under a person's bed can help with bad luck.

In the afternoon, we heard the sound of high-heeled shoes clicking in the corridor, and Vice President Li walked in from the outside. We all stood up, and we could see that she was in a bad state, her hair was messy, and there were bruises on her forehead.

It was sweat and her clothes were dirty. Her chest was heaving, obviously she was running.

Look at her hand again, holding an antique wooden box.

This box looks very strange, very flat, like two pieces of very flat and thin wood directly glued together. The surface of the wood is slightly black, which is caused by the accumulation of time, and it has an indescribable smell.

Vicissitudes of life. All the eyes of everyone in the ward are focused on it. Everyone knows the story of grandma. They are also guessing what is in the wooden box from forty years ago. Everyone's eyes are wide open and full of curiosity.
Chapter completed!