"Ge Lao, what is it...... Secret? Luo Xiyu's throat was a little dry, and the words he said were a little dry.

Ge Lao looked at the woman in front of him who looked like a beautiful flower when he first saw him, but in fact he was in her thirties, his mouth trembled slightly, and he said for a long time: "Miss Luo, do you know when the Holy Lord is leaving......

"Leave?" A trace of doubt flashed in Luo Xiyu's eyes, she squatted on the ground at this time, holding Ge Lao with her hand, "The Holy Lord is still there, how can you say that you are ......leaving" But the moment she thought of something, her face was bloody, "Ge Lao......" Her teeth trembled uncontrollably, "Ge Lao, what do you mean by your words?" ”

What do you mean?

Ge Lao's old face, the folds moved slightly, as if pulling out a smile, but he hung down weakly, his eyes moved away from Luo Xiyu's face, looking at the unknown place, "If this matter is said, Miss Luo must be panicking, but if this matter is not said, I am afraid that the girl will not understand until the day of death, and the time for old decay is running out, Miss Luo, listen well......"

He stretched out his thin fingers and grabbed her wrist, and said in a low and hurried voice: "The true Holy Lord has already been fighting with the enemy on the bank of the East Prison River for a few days and nights, and the meridians of his whole body have been cut off and died, and the veins personally controlled by the old man have no ...... life."

"But the next day, the Holy Lord suddenly had a breath, and the old man didn't take it to heart, but the mortal person can live for twenty years without decaying, and the meridians in the body are strong and powerful day after day, and the old man has begun to doubt a few years ago, and he has tried several times, and finally he can be sure ......"

"Impossible!" Luo Xiyu's eyes showed a hint of horror, and he couldn't bear Ge Lao's words, "Is Ge Lao confused?" How could the Holy Lord be dead? I have been with him for more than 20 years, if he is not, how can I get along for more than 20 years, this must be a misunderstanding......" She shook her head as she spoke, people are old, there will always be some spirits and crazy demons, it is said that the brain is atrophied, there will be abnormal thoughts and actions of ordinary people, she thought.

"Miss Luo, although the old man is dying, but he is not confused, if Miss Luo doesn't believe it, you can think carefully about the behavior of the Holy Lord, you will always find clues, but this fetus is so poisonous that the Holy Lord has deceived the old man who has seen the Lord since he was a child for more than ten years, not to mention Miss Luo......"

"Miss Luo, think about it, why did the Holy Lord get better so quickly when the Holy Lord's meridians were completely destroyed and he was bound to die......"

"It's not because of Ge Lao's medicine?" Luo Xiyu said with trembling lips.

"Hehe......" Ge Lao let out a strange laugh, "There is no medicine for repairing the meridians in old age, so I gave the old man this prescription, and try it, although there are some effects, but why does it work?" In three days you can hear clearly, in five days you can speak, and in ten days you will be like a normal person......"

This Luo Xiyu can't explain, she wants to say that it is the effect of her own magnolia flower, but thinking about it like this, if she is seriously injured and takes the magnolia flower, I am afraid it will take ten days to get better, but the magnolia only has a miraculous effect on herself, and for others, the effect is less than one-tenth.

"And at the beginning, the first thing that made the old man suspect was Bei Bei......" Ge Lao's eyes seemed to have a glimmer of light, and the whole person seemed to be back to the light, his spirit was much better, and he was even able to sit upright, he said: "Bei Bei has been afraid of the Holy Lord since he was a child, but he still didn't dare to say a word to the Holy Lord when he was a teenager, and now he would rather go to the East Prison than come back once, Miss Luo, do you know the reason......"

"Holy Lord he ......" only said three words, she couldn't speak, her brain was like mush for a while, complicated and stinging, not believing but difficult to refute.

And Ge Lao didn't seem to wait for her to say it, so he said in a straight way, "Although this child is eccentric, but after all, he is brought up by an old man, and his little fingers will curl up every time he faces the enemy, but every time he faces the Holy Lord, he will do so, Miss Luo, do you know why?"

That's because he felt the killing intent of the Holy Lord, because this killing intent, since he was a child, this killing intent has existed, but the old man is extremely protective and will not let the Holy Lord take over, and now Beibei's fear is still rising, and he doesn't even dare to come back once in the East Prison all year round, this kid didn't tell anyone, but the old man has been shocked......"

"Old Ge, these are just speculations, you can't just say that the Holy Lord is him, not to mention that I have seen fetal poison, it is an unconscious monster, he ......" Luo Xiyu hurriedly defended.

"Huh...... Monster? Can stay in the body for more than 20 years, it is a monster and omniscient, no one is more familiar with the Holy Lord than it, if you form a self, it is you and me, you and I may not be able to find clues, Miss Luo asked me for evidence, and the old decay can also say a ......"

Old Ge leaned forward slightly and looked at Luo Xiyu: "Miss Luo, do you know that every generation of Holy Lord will have a silver snake-shaped fetus on the back of her head since she was born?" ”

"This ......" Bei Bei has it, which Luo Xiyu knows.

"Silver, it represents the successful fusion of the snake venom in the body, and the snake venom has been completely used, but when the Holy Lord was born, the snake-shaped fetus was blood red, Miss Luo, you can go and check the color of the snake imprint on the back of the Holy Lord's head, if the poisonous fetus is successfully removed, the color will return to silver, which means that the Holy Lord has successfully melted the fetal poison, if the other way around, ......" Ge Lao said here and suddenly coughed violently.

Luo Xiyu unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat, how could she believe it, how could she believe it, but the old man in front of her was a person who was about to die, and everyone said that people were about to die, and his words were also good, so she couldn't believe it, so she took out the life-saving pill she made from her sleeve.

Ge Lao shook his head, the look in his eyes just now was like smoke in the air, fleeting, at this time his face was very gray, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to be able to say, and finally took out a bottle from his arms with all his strength, and spit out a voice intermittently: "Luo...... Girl, I'm afraid the old man is leaving, this bottle of medicine ...... After the girl figured it out...... The old man tried, several times, and the Holy Lord ...... It's just you, girl, for the sake of Beibei...... For the East Prison...... The girl must be ......

Shame on the ancestors...... There can only be, a holy master, that is, ......" Old Ge stretched out his hand in the air, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was half open, but he stopped there without finishing the last sentence, and the bottle in his hand also rolled to the ground due to the loss of strength.

Luo Xiyu's tears rolled down, the old Ge who was usually kind and smiling, the old Ge who teased Bei Bei to laugh, the old Ge who was stingy and greedy when eating food, at this time, ...... Went to ...... He did not leave a single descendant behind him, and he was only for the Holy Lord of the East Prison all his life.

She sat there on her knees, her legs had no strength, even though she was mentally prepared, but when it came to "Ge Lao, go all the way......" she said.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Xiyu had the courage to close his eyes and close Ge Lao's eyes, put his hand back, and then his eyes fell on the bottle that fell to the ground, and slowly stretched out his hand.

When she came out, her eyes were red, and her whole body was a little collapsed.

The East Prison is not like the Five Continents, where people need cumbersome funeral rites when they die, just a black coffin, sprinkled with special powder to protect the corpse and remove mosquitoes, and quietly carry it back to the ancestral prison for burial.

The person was sent away by Beibei, Beibei treated Ge Lao like a grandfather, but when he came back, he wanted to send his grandfather's corpse back to his ancestors, and his mood can be imagined.

Even the servants of Cheng Zhai wiped their tears silently.

And one day, Luo Xiyu's whole person was in a trance, even Bei Bei came back a little confused, until the evening, when she returned to the room, she suddenly became clear-headed, she hesitantly stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of the room.

I saw that the Holy Lord was sitting at the table as usual, holding a scroll of exercises in his hand that he didn't know what to read, it was very ordinary, no different from usual, but for Luo Xiyu at this moment, everything was indescribably strange.

Her hand trembled a little, so she could only hide it in her sleeve, calmed down and walked over, "Holy Lord ......" slowly walked to the table.

"Hmm." The Holy Lord glanced up at her, and there seemed to be a flash of expression in his eyes, a little cold, and his gaze moved back to the book.

"Ge Lao's matter......" Luo Xiyu looked at his expression and said, "Are we going back to our ancestors with Beibei......

"Not necessarily!" The Holy Lord didn't raise his head, looking at the book, his expression was so focused, as if Ge Lao's death was just a temporary trip.

"After all, I grew up watching the Holy Lord, so I always have to give some respect, and the Holy Lord personally sent it forward, and it was not in vain that Old Ge had a sincere heart for the Holy Lord before his death......" Luo Xiyu's breathing was a little short.

"Not necessarily!" He spit out two words again, and then his eyes swept Luo Xiyu's pale face: "You don't have a good complexion, let's rest first." ”

"Holy Lord......" What else did she want to say.

The Holy Lord raised his head and stared at her with a somewhat unhappy expression: "People will eventually die, there is no need for these mundane rites, okay, you can sleep first!" ”

Luo Xiyu looked at the Holy Lord's expression seriously under the candlelight, very good, not the slightest depression, really as usual, maybe not even a single tear, and there was no red blood in his eyes.

Ge Lao's death is like the death of a cat and dog for the Holy Lord, he only felt that he was ruthless before, but now he feels that there is something more on the ruthlessness.

As if sensing her distraction, the Holy Lord was silent and softened his tone: "People can't be resurrected after death, Ge Lao is just one step ahead, the ancestor is ashamed to have Beibei, relax, if you want Beibei, just wait for a while, I am ready to go with you again." ”

After speaking, he put down the book and rubbed his forehead: "Okay, it's time to sleep, make me a cup of flower tea." He half-commanded.

"Hmm......" After Luo Xiyu responded, she got up a little woodenly, for his convenience, a flower tea would be brewed in the pot on the table every day and placed there, she picked up the pot and poured tea into the cup in silence, and only the sound of tea hitting the porcelain cup could be heard in the room.

Not ready? Why prepare? Why has the Holy Lord never returned to his ancestors for 20 years? Even Ge Lao didn't come back after he died, at that time she thought he was afraid of her long-distance fatigue, but now......

Ready to go back to the ancestral shame, there seems to be another explanation at this moment, Beibei......

Luo Xiyu's heart was as messy as a tangled silk thread.

But when she handed the teacup to the Holy Lord, she slowly sank down, watching him drink the tea in one gulp and prepare to get up, she looked at him and said softly: "Holy Lord, let me comb your hair before going to bed......

She combed it every day, the holy lord hesitated, did not doubt, nodded and walked straight to the table and sat down, Luo Xiyu walked behind him, took off his headband, untied the bun, and then gently scattered, when she brushed the hair behind her head, her eyes looked at the serpentine mark hidden in the hair for the first time.

And when she saw the piercing blood red, her hands couldn't help but start shaking.