In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed. The once innocent child has long since grown up, while the old man who was once in high spirits has bent over.

"Grandpa, the meal is ready, I'll bring it to you. Eighteen-year-old Li Qiutong is not particularly handsome, but he is full of vitality, dressed in cloth, but has a sense of detachment.

"By the way, bring me some wine. The old man commanded, and the once pale hair had lost its luster and had turned a dull grayish-white.

Li Qiutong had already expected to bring the wine and food together. Lifting the wine jug, the old man took a sip of his grandson's wine and said, "It's so cool, it's a pity, Xiaotong, you can't drink." ”

After drinking, the old man suddenly looked at Li Qiutong with a serious face, and said in a serious tone: "Xiaotong, you are now eighteen years old, and it is time to go down the mountain to break through, and now, your martial arts are already at the level of a martial arts master, which is enough to protect yourself." ”

That's right, in ten years, Li Qiutong has cultivated Bagua Boxing to the master level, and not one punch or two punches, but eight sets of boxing techniques have reached the level of martial arts masters. However, Li Baicao still underestimated Li Qiutong's current strength, although Bagua Boxing is not a top martial art, but the eight fists have their own characteristics, complement each other, and their strength is definitely one of the best at the master level.

However, Li Qiutong has never fought with a capable martial artist so far, and he does not have a too accurate understanding of his own strength.

"Don't you often ask me what the mainland is like, and today Grandpa will tell you about it. The old man picked up his chopsticks, dipped them in some wine, and drew them on the table. "You see, we are now in the Song Kingdom, located in the southeast of the continent, from the north is the Kingdom of Heaven, from the west is the Kingdom of Chu, with the Tianhe River and the Chu River as the boundary respectively. Then to the north of the state of Chu and to the west of the kingdom of heaven is the most powerful state of Qin. Further west is the land of the Three Kingdoms, which are Mongolia, Tang and Han. To the south of the Three Kingdoms, there is also a country that has been in seclusion for a long time - the Zhou State. That's probably the situation like eight points today. ”

Looking at the simple map drawn by the wine on the table, Li Qiutong was obviously a little confused, after all, for a person who has lived in seclusion for eighteen years, he has never understood these things.

Looking at his grandson's stunned appearance, the old man smiled and said, "Take your time, just have a general understanding." By the way, the girl you met ten years ago, it's best not to meet her until you reach the Grandmaster, or, Grandpa hopes that you will never go to see her. ”

"I know Grandpa. ”

Li Qiutong, who is now an adult, will no longer ask why stupidly like before, he knows that his grandfather's thoughts must be good for him. From Grandpa's words, it can be guessed that the former Sister Yun must have a strong background, and now although her martial arts have achieved a little, she is still insufficient compared to countless powerhouses in the mainland. You must wait until you become a truly powerful martial artist before you are qualified to go to Yunguo to find her, and only then can you have the ability to fulfill your promise and protect her.

Looking at her mature grandson, Li Baicao also showed a reassuring smile and said, "When you grow up, grandpa will be able to go with confidence." ”

"Grandpa, what are you talking about, you are in such good health. Li Qiutong, who heard this, was obviously a little surprised.

"Grandpa is a healer, and I know my own body better than anyone else. Touching his grandson, who was now a head taller than him, the old man said lightly, as if everything was so ordinary.

When Li Baicao was young, he often tried medicine by himself, although various medicinal properties affected each other, which did not lead to his untimely death. However, as I grew older, my body's ability continued to decline, and some hidden diseases that used to occur began to occur, and now it can be said that I am riddled with diseases. The declining physical state is actually one of the reasons why he once chose to be in seclusion.

So saying, the old man walked over to the cabinet again and took out a box and some banknotes.

"Xiaotong, after grandpa leaves, you must take care of yourself, this is some of the money that grandpa has saved over the years, which is enough for your travel expenses. After handing over the money to Li Qiutong, the old man took out a silver needle from the box and said: "This is a token of grandpa's doctor, I want you to take this silver needle and this letter, as well as these books, to the Tang Kingdom, and give it to a female doctor named Qin Shuyu, she is the only disciple of grandpa, and only she is qualified to inherit this silver needle." When talking about this person, Li Baicao's eyes were full of tenderness for the memories of the past.

The old man did not tell Li Qiutong that the silver needle was not just a token, but also a witness of friendship between the medicine saint Li Baicao and the medical saint Hua Tuo, and it was a supreme token for the doctor. With this needle, even healers from the mainland can be sent at will.

Li Qiutong, who was holding these, didn't know what to say at this time.

Li Baicao looked at Li Qiutong's eyes at this time, and said very seriously: "Li Qiutong, I hope you will always remember your original promise and become a martial artist who protects others. Otherwise, grandpa would not have died blindly. ”

"I know Grandpa. Even if Li Qiutong has a thousand words at the moment, he doesn't know what to say, but this simple but firm answer may be enough

"You go out, put your things away, I want to be alone. The old man returned to his bamboo chair and closed his eyes.

Li Qiutong looked at his grandfather, he knew that this might be goodbye, and after one last look, he walked out of the door firmly. Sitting down next to the familiar doorframe, from this moment on, he really grew up. In the future, without grandpa's care, without grandpa's protection, without grandpa's care, everything will be borne by yourself. He wanted to cry in the moonlight, but he couldn't cry, so he could only look at the distant moon and recall his grandfather's words.

And Li Baicao in the room silently looked at the house where he had lived for nearly 20 years at this time, recalling the regrets and joys of his life, perhaps the most joyful of them was the adoption of Li Qiutong, a grandson. He is very similar to his former self, Li Baicao doesn't know what kind of path Li Qiutong will take in the future, but he knows that Li Qiutong in the future will inevitably stick to his own path.

Silently, he closed his eyes, and the flame of life gradually went out. A generation of medicine saints passed away today. It's just that Li Qiutong outside the door didn't see it, Li Baicao just died. A faint white light slowly enveloped him. Immediately afterwards, an old man with a white beard and white hair like an immortal emerged from the void, and he waved his face as white as snow and spotless dust. Li Baicao's soul gradually floated, and then slowly merged with the old man.

After everything calmed down, the old man finally opened his eyes and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect the experience of this life to be so interesting, but it is a new experience." After speaking, he glanced at the child outside the door lightly, and then waved the dust again, and a faint white light fell on Li Qiutong's body, "Child, I wish you all the best." Finally the white light faded, and the old man disappeared into the house as if he had never appeared.

Early in the morning, Li Qiutong opened the door. Grandpa still sat in his chair as usual, his eyes slightly closed, and he smiled serenely. It's just that there is no longer that familiar phrase. Silently walked over, helped grandpa change clothes, and cleaned the house, just like grandpa was still there. After doing everything, Li Qiutong picked up his grandfather and walked to the room where the sundries were kept, where a coffin was placed.

Li Qiutong still remembers that two years ago, when his grandfather started to build this coffin, he naively asked his grandfather why he wanted to build a coffin, but he didn't expect to use it so soon. Putting his grandfather inside smoothly and closing the lid, Li Qiutong grabbed the coffin and lifted it up, and carried it on his shoulder. The coffin on his shoulder is heavy, not because of its heavy weight, but because it contains everything Li Qiutong once had.

Slowly walked to the back mountain, put down the coffin, picked up the shovel and began to dig the pit.

By the time my grandfather was buried, it was almost dusk. Li Qiutong sat in front of the tomb, and carved his grandfather's name on the stone with his hand that condensed the white Wu Yuan, stroke by stroke, not daring to be a little sloppy. After finishing it, Li Qiutong sat in front of the monument like this, talking to himself and saying something.

The next day, Li Qiutong, who had not slept all night, went down the mountain with simple luggage.

Tyumen Mountain was quiet again, but no one would know that behind a room on a hill in the Song Kingdom, there stood a tombstone with the inscription - the tomb of Li Baicao. The medicine saint who had saved countless people lay peacefully on this indisputable mountain, with no solemn tombstones, no luxurious funeral goods, only the tombstones carved by his favorite grandson.