Chapter 237: Old (2)

The day after the old national teacher woke up, the luxurious convoy left the royal city, because he was too old to even walk, so he could only be supported. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The carriage went for three days, but the old national teacher only woke up twice, and always woke up for a while and fell asleep again, and then slept for a day.

The old servant looked worriedly at the old national teacher who had fallen asleep, the old national teacher's body leaned on the soft pillow, the skin on his eyelids had fallen loosely, and the quilt covered by the old national teacher was wet again unconsciously, the old servant wiped the wetness from the corners of his eyes, and changed the old national teacher's clothes with tears.

The old national teacher hasn't woken up yet.

The corners of the old servant's eyes were even wetter, and there were almost tears in his eyes. He began to follow the old national teacher when he was one hundred and forty years old, and the old national teacher was already very old at that time, but he was still in good spirits, and he would never be like now, even if he got up, he had to be supported by someone.

Could it be that the national teacher who can call the wind and rain and scatter beans into soldiers is really old? Is it really not good?

The old national teacher, who had slept for a long time, woke up again.

He dreamed of the girl again, the girl smiled at him, and called him "Ah Chong" in a soft voice, and the pattern on the hem of the girl's clothes was still imprinted in his mind, but he couldn't sleep for a long time.

Is that his name?

The old national teacher remembered that he used to have a name, but then he forgot, he forgot his name, he only remembered that he was a national teacher, and then when he was old, he became an old national teacher.

No one has outlived him, so no one knows what his name is.

Then his name is Ah Chong, maybe that's his original name!

The old national teacher's eyes were slanted, the skin on his eyelids almost covered his eyes, his mouth was unconsciously tilted to the side, and a few traces of transparent saliva flowed down and flowed onto his clothes, but he didn't know it, but a smile came out of the corner of his mouth.

He's going after the girl.

The old national teacher fell asleep again.

The convoy of the old national teacher caught up with the convoy of King Su Shen ten days later, and after trekking through mountains and rivers, King Su Shen no longer looked like a king, his face was full of wind and frost, but it was only a journey of dozens of days, and he seemed to be ten years old.

The moment he saw the old national teacher's convoy, the young King Su Shen burst into tears and excitedly got into the old national teacher's car.

The old national teacher is still sleeping. It's just that his faint breathing could barely support the beating of his chest, and King Su Shen almost thought he was dead.

King Su Shen didn't speak, just sat on the side, holding back his tears, his eyes red.

He was going to look for the Orientals, but now he knew that the Orientals were not so easy to find, and the trials and tribulations along the way made him exhausted, but he could not show his fear, because there was the whole of the Silent Kingdom behind him.

The old national teacher slept very deeply, and the king of Su Shen could not bear to disturb him, so the young king sat in the carriage like this, and waited until the sun at noon turned into a crescent moon, and the old national teacher moved his fingers.

The old national teacher's eyelids moved several times, but he couldn't open them, and there was a burst of "hehe" sound in his throat, and the old servant hurriedly came over and flicked his drooping eyelids up, making him open his eyes.

"National teacher. King Su Shen called.

The old national teacher's fingers moved, and the old servant hurriedly helped the old national teacher up, so that he could half lean on the soft pillow, the old national teacher just slept and got up, it seemed that he was older, and now he had become difficult to speak.

"You, Hehe, ahem......" The old national teacher only said one word, and he couldn't say any more, the whole person was panting violently, his chest was also rising and falling violently, and his coughing almost shattered the roof of the carriage, as if his lungs were about to cough out.

The old servant hurriedly went to calm him down, and King Su Shen also looked at him anxiously, for fear that he would not be able to return to the west in one breath if he coughed like this.

After relieving for a while, the old national teacher eased up, leaning on the soft pillow and panting. Unsurprisingly, his quilt was wet again, and a strange smell instantly permeated the carriage, mixed with the smell of incense, which was especially unpleasant.

"Have you found the Oriental?" the old national teacher didn't know what method he cast, and he suddenly stopped talking so hard.

King Su Shen shook his head.

He only knew that there was a man in the East, but he didn't know whether he was tall or short, fat or thin, male or female, so where did he go to find it?

"Is the national teacher also here to find the Orientals?" King Su Shen looked at the national teacher expectantly.

Is the national teacher still not at ease with him?

The old national teacher shook his head slowly, his voice dry.

"I came to my dream. ”

He was looking for someone in the dream, and even though he wasn't even sure about the reality of the dream, he just wanted to find it, so he came.

"I can't find the Oriental, but what about Xiong Changshu?" the young King Su Shen couldn't help but cry again, but the old national teacher had already fallen asleep again, so what was the use of him crying like this?

The old national teacher and King Su Shen had traveled a great way, walked through mountains and rivers, and seen flowers and birds, and gradually, King Su Shen had forgotten what he was looking for.

But the old national teacher hadn't forgotten what he was going to do, he was going to find the man in his dreams.

The young king finally gave up the idea of looking for the Orientals, and he came to say goodbye to the old national teacher.

The old national teacher was so old that he couldn't move, and he asked the old servant to help him with every move of his fingers, and the old servant opened the old national teacher's eyes, so that the old national teacher could see King Su Shen.

King Su Shen grew up, and his young face was full of vigor and vigor, full of youthful vitality.

"National teacher, I don't think I need to look for Orientals anymore. This time, King Su Shen did not cry, but had a confident smile on his face.

When he looked at the beautiful rivers and mountains, and saw the prosperity of the world, he suddenly found that it seemed that looking for Orientals was not the most important thing.

What made him virtuous was never an Oriental, but the books he had read, the roads he had walked, and when he had experienced the world, he naturally learned a lot of things that he didn't know before.

Even if the Oriental people save the Xiongchang tree, it is not a Xiongchang tree that belongs to him.

The old national teacher looked at the young man in front of him with satisfaction. He was young, energetic, and had learned how to be a king. That's the most gratifying thing for him.

"The male tree is already alive. The old national teacher said with a smile. The corners of his mouth were out of his control, and the transparent saliva flowed down with his movements, and the base of his tongue was already a little stiff, and it almost took his whole body to say this sentence.

Yutsuneki was already alive—already alive on his way to find the Orientals.

The young Wang was overjoyed.

"I'm going back to prudence, what about the national teacher?"

Then the answer he received was that the old national teacher closed his eyes again.

King Su Shen lightly got out of the carriage, rode his horse, and took his retinue on the road back to Su Shen, while the old national teacher was still moving all the way to find the man of his dreams. (To be continued.) )