By the time the Oriental Sky Rising Star lit up, Dr. Han's treatment process was almost complete.

In the old man's body, he has basically completely turned a healthy yellow, and the three souls and seven spirits are also warm and lively and full of vitality. It seems that it is time to wake him up......

Han Feng's eyes rolled, and he said secretly: Wait!

The crazy brother first took back the blood river flowers all over the ground, asked Hei Feng to take away the chicken bones all over the ground, and then arranged for Dong Yu to set up the coffee table, make fragrant tea, pour Moutai full, and light it for special purposes. Only then did he slowly withdraw the soul fixing needle and all the aura, pretending to be a master, and playing with a blood river flower with dewdrops in his hand.

After making tea, Dong Yu hid on the top of the rockery and snickered, looking down, even Hei Feng had a funny expression - alas, I think I Han Dacai worked hard, but now I am so lonely, it is really hard to find a bosom friend!

A glass of wine in the left hand, a pot of tea in the right hand, and a cigarette in the mouth, where is there a little bit of superior demeanor?

When the crazy brother looked up to the sky and was "gloomy", the old man had slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing you smell is the enticing aroma of cigarettes! It is mixed with a rich Moutai aroma and a hint of jasmine tea.

What a familiar taste! What a kind feeling!

The old man sat up with one hand, took a few steps to the swing, and pulled out a special offering. When Meimei takes a sip and then slowly spits it out, it feels like it's more immortal than a fairy!

"Are you awake?" Han Feng had also determined at this time that he had completely lost the image of the master. He simply turned back and sat on the swing, and then beckoned the old man to sit on the swing as well.

"Have a drink? Would you rather drink tea or alcohol? ”

The crazy brother doesn't think it's big or small at all. , but as a host, he is still very hospitable and tries his best to do his duty as a landlord.

"Is it morning or evening? Tea in the morning, and if it's evening – drink! No matter how attentive the old man's eyes were at this time, he couldn't tell the present hour for the time being.

"Then you drink tea." After Han Feng poured a cup of tea for the old man, he asked curiously, "Old man, how did you feel when you just woke up?" ”

"Comfort! I have energy all over my body. It's just that the belly is a little hungry. The old man was also informal, and smiled unceremoniously.

"Oh, then you drink tea first, and I'll go and bring the porridge." The crazy brother finally had to do it himself.

The old man slowly sipped the tea and looked at the surroundings.

The eastern sky has slowly lit up, and it is the most vibrant time of the day! That breath of freshness is refreshing. The old man didn't believe that the young man didn't recognize him, but he was still soft-spoken, without fear or stammering! The expression is indifferent, the language is cordial, like an old friend for many years, unrestrained, natural and comfortable.

Good courage, good temperament, good character!

Fortunately, the crazy brother didn't know that this old man of the century had a very high opinion of himself! Otherwise, they will get carried away and completely ruin their decades-old reputation......

Han Feng brought a pot of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, as well as a plate of pickles and a braised pig's trotters.

"With your current body, you can naturally smoke and drink. Drink a bowl of porridge and nibble on a pig's trotters, there will definitely be no problem! In short, you can eat when you want, drink when you want, smoke when you want, and smoke when you want, there are no taboos! What do you think? Do you want me to give you a drink? While scooping porridge for the old man, Han Feng kept nagging "doctor's orders" there.

"Oh?"

The old man took the porridge bowl and asked in surprise:

"So, you got me back?"

The crazy brother didn't answer, but still smiled lightly:

"Hehe, you eat something first. Your stomach and intestines have been empty for more than ten years, and I just conditioned your flesh and blood organs, and now is the time when you need to replenish some whole grains the most! ”

In Han Feng's view, saving someone is indeed just a gesture. Whether he is a high-ranking emperor or a pawn of a peddler, in the eyes of the underworld Yan Jun, there is no difference.

The old man stopped talking, and after drinking two large bowls of porridge in one go, he gnawed a pig's trotter without eating, and finally touched his stomach and fell on the swing with satisfaction, and only said: "Ba Shi!" "I started burping.

Looking like that, I did eat a little too much.

"Come, come, come! A cigarette after a meal is better than a living immortal! The crazy brother stuffed a special offering into the old man's mouth, and then the two of them lit the lighter at the same time, and when they touched each other, they all laughed and felt very happy in their hearts!

"It's been a long time, you really saved me! At such a young age, I can't see it! The old man sighed for a while, and then suddenly remembered something, blinked his eyes and stretched out his head and asked:

"How do you know I'm not dead?"

Han Feng pondered for a long time, but could only reply ambiguously:

"Everything in the universe has a trajectory, which is what you call inevitability. The beginning and the end, prosperity and withering, existence or nonexistence, life and death, all have the balance of heaven, and there is also a heavenly opportunity in the dark. And I, just enough to see through a little bit. Once, under many coincidences, you and I can have this opportunity. ”

The old man was shocked, took a puff of his cigarette, and exclaimed:

"You mean—you can see through life and death?"

Han Feng nodded slightly and added:

"What I do is the way of heaven!"

——Looking at the book of life and death as early as when he was distracted from the fourth order, the crazy brother knew that he was almost fooled by the old man of the Heavenly Dao.

Saving people or killing people is all in Han Feng's thoughts, although the way of heaven has a trajectory, but if it is pushed by the crazy brother's golden finger and the trajectory changes, it is a new way of heaven!

Han Feng looked at the old man, pinched the wine glass, and slowly got up and walked to the edge of the rooftop. Raising his head to the sky, it is like the Nine Heavens Immortal Ling Feng sighing, and it is like a heroic declaration of the king of the world:

"For 500 years, hell has been empty. The ghosts and ghosts in this world are actually all in the hearts of people! ”

"What I want is to contain the demons and monsters in the hearts of this mortal world, and put them into the nine hellish fires to temper them! I believe that one day, we will be able to make this turbid world bright again! ”

Seeing that Han Feng was so proud, the old man only lowered his head and was silent for a while, and no longer talked about this topic.

Han Feng was in love, drank the wine glass again, and poured a glass to himself. I just feel that today I want to express my heart directly, and when I am full of pride, where will I be afraid of the identity of that old man!

Fortunately, the old man just leaned quietly on the swing, slowly smoked and drank tea, and looked up thoughtfully from time to time, but did not interrupt Han Feng with a word.

After seven or eight more glasses in a row, the crazy brother sat down. Although this whining was hearty, even I felt a little bit that it was a bookish anger. So I had to change the topic again, and said curiously:

"Old man, you have been sleeping for more than ten years. What's going on? ”