"Dingguo's child is the best in the village, I'm not praising it, after all, it's not good for a person to say good, if everyone says it's good, that's really good, you can go directly to the village and ask, ask Dingguo what kind of person he is, I dare to guarantee that there are 100 people in the village, then 100 people will praise Dingguo.

This child is really good, sometimes a person is not pretending, even if I am dizzy, I can see it, but Dingguo is sincere, he knows that I am now a little inconvenient, so he specially repaired a crutch for me, the crutch in my hand is he personally repaired for me, I have used it for several years.

It's still very strong, and when I hold this crutch, I feel that my legs and feet are much lighter, and every time I hold this crutch, I feel as if Dingguo is holding my hand and walking forward!"

And Han Fei took a closer look at the crutch in the old man's hand, the crutch was not long, but it was painted with a layer of red paint, which looked particularly obvious, and there was actually a faint trace of mana fluctuations on it.

After Han Fei got the old man's permission, he took the crutch in his hand, looked at it carefully, and found that it was actually a magic weapon.

His pupils flashed a few hints of surprise, this is a magic weapon, no wonder the old man said that when he held this cane, his legs and feet seemed to be a lot lighter.

It turns out that it is because there is a trace of power on it, which can make the old man not feel pain and harassment, or these powers can protect the old man's leg joints.

This crutch is not a very profound magic weapon, it is nothing more than a spell that gathers spiritual energy carved on it, so that this magic weapon can absorb the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth and absorb the spiritual energy.

Then the crutch was used as a carrier to enter the old man's body, which was simple to say, but it was not so easy to do.

Wood itself is a naturally generated thing in heaven and earth, and it is easiest to absorb aura, and the human body has pores, and aura is also the easiest to absorb.

Zhao Dingguo is so attentive and caring for an old man, and he would even rather use his mana to take care of this old man's body.

Such a kind-hearted person was actually the mysterious black-robed man who opened the ghost gate and released so many unjust souls, Han Fei felt more and more unbelievable.

"And what about the old man, is there nothing else in Dingguo besides these good ones? I have heard too many good words about Dingguo in the past few days, and I want to know about other things about him, such as some differences!" Han Fei smiled again.

He also wanted to know more information, was Zhao Dingguo really such a kind and perfect person? Han Fei knew that there was no perfect person in this world, not because he was a little sour, but because he was like this.

Everyone has a dark side, even the so-called saints, which is why all practitioners need to erase their dark side at a certain point.

People are a mixture of good and evil, sometimes good and sometimes evil, anyone can feel it, but most of them are dominated by goodness on weekdays.

"Others? Others really don't have anything to say, Dingguo's kid is talented and smart, the whole village knows, we have high hopes for Dingguo, we know that he will be successful in the future, Dingguo has not lived up to our expectations, every time the school is the first, no matter which school he is in.

Even the teachers in the school came to our village before, saying that they wanted to send Dingguo to study abroad, but Dingguo was filial piety, and wanted to be closer to home, and at the same time it was convenient to come back, so he didn't go, and now although he also said that he went to work outside, but in fact he would come back every other year or so.

It's been about a year or so since he last came back, and it won't be long before he comes back, and I'm telling you something, don't be afraid!" the old man suddenly moved on to something else.

When he said the last sentence, he suddenly leaned his head closer, and even his tone gradually deepened, as if the words he said were a secret.

Han Fei couldn't help but be aroused, and was silent, but nodded with a resolute expression.

The old man took a sip of tea, and then said: "The children of Dingguo will also have some bizarre spells, maybe these things must be impossible for you, after all, the education of your children in the city is different, although my old man is relatively few out of the village, but he still knows about these things, alas, when he is old, he can't stop when he meets a person, and he wants to say anything, and you just treat me as if I haven't said anything!"

The old man was halfway through speaking, he stopped talking, as if he was a little hesitant, and took the words back again, as if he really hadn't dealt with everyone for too long.

Therefore, as soon as they met Han Fei, it was like opening up the conversation, and the words began to increase, and Han Fei and the others were aroused.

The most important thing is to be able to ask the news you want in front of this old man, and where is he willing to let it go.

Han Fei immediately smiled and said, "Old man, you can say it directly, in fact, all of us are also children from the countryside, only."

But they all work in the city, as for the so-called spells, we also believe in them, when I was a child, I also saw many goddesses shouting souls and the like, so I believe in this matter very much, if there is anything to tell me directly, we also want to hear it!"

"That's right, that's right, it's almost the same as shouting souls, in the year my wife died, Dingguo happened to come back, Dingguo was so sad to see me, so he came to me to comfort me and said that people die like lights out, in fact, this is also human nature, after all, death is a necessary process in life, he said these words touched me very much, but he also wanted to see my wife for the last time.

At that time, I felt that Dingguo was very hesitant, maybe he didn't want to tell him about it, or let others know that you were Dingguo's classmates, and you weren't from our village, so I would tell you about it, Dingguo said that there was a way for me to see my wife again, and I definitely didn't believe it at that time.

As a result, that night, Dingguo came to my house again, and he also prepared some props in his hand, which were some paper money, including candles, and even a piece of yellow rune paper, which I had seen when I was a child, and I still remember it vividly, and the Taoist priest who had come to the village before had used this thing.

What I didn't expect was that Dingguo would actually use it, Dingguo began to do it, and really called my wife over, I talked to her and finally got my wish, from then on I can also live my next life, no longer sad, at the same time my wife's departure also made me understand that the original life, old age, sickness and death are really just normal.

Over the years, the rice in the field has become green and ripe, and it has to be planted again after being cut down, and I don't know how many years, and the peach trees in the back mountain have also borne fruit for an unknown number of times, I don't want to be long, I will also go to see my wife!"

The old man rarely goes out of the village, but he can say such things, all of which are his own life insights, and perhaps these descriptions he has in the back are the most down-to-earth.

At the same time, he was able to say such a thing, which showed that he had already been able to accept death calmly, and Han Fei felt a little surprised when he heard these news, as if it was reasonable.

After all, Zhao Dingguo can make these magic weapons at will, which shows that the other party itself has spells, not only that, but the strength is also very strong, and he is not sure if he is an opponent.

But what Zhao Dingguo did was a little puzzling.

If he were that mysterious black-robed man, he would have caused chaos everywhere, instead of being kind to people everywhere.