I saw Ah Shui walk out ecstatically and gently close the door, and my heart became more and more concerned. This ancient money was originally seized from Ah Shui, and it was not a surprise that he wanted to go back, but why did Linda stuff it to me? This makes me very curious. I just tried to struggle to get up, but I had to soften my eyelids under the effect of the medicine - forget it, it's not my thing anyway, or leave it alone? As soon as I closed my eyes, I suddenly reacted again: No, isn't this ancient money a sacrifice in their village for a blind man? It's just that he was stolen by Ah Shui, how can he be allowed to do whatever he wants! No, I need to stay awake!

However, after all, what I inhaled was the secret clay of the South Seas, how could I resist it with my will alone, and in a moment, I was drowsy, and the moment I struggled to close my eyes, I felt more and more bad in my heart: Ah Shui must have something unexplained! In this case, even if what he said was true, then the unexplained part would be enough for him to make trouble.

Looking back on Ah Shui's criminal record, I can't help but think about it: What if this ancient money can be exchanged for a life - if Ah Shui's guy had already planned to exchange the lives of all of us with Lord Yama for his good life, then wouldn't we lose a lot!

Thinking of this, where did I dare to leave him alone, I quickly endured my sleep, forced myself to calm down, and tried hard to enter my own vipassana world. It stands to reason that it is difficult to recover in a short period of time without an antidote, and it is impossible to resist it with one's own subjective will.

Vipassana is psychic!

After successfully entering the Vipassana world, I had to ask the white-robed man "Ran" to temporarily take over the control of my body, manually help me control the breathing and exhalation of the unconscious cell group, and excrete the incense from the body little by little through the neighboring cells like a "relay". After about three or five minutes of tossing, the white-robed man finally handed back control of his body to me. When I opened my eyes, I was really refreshed, not bad, this surgical technique comparable to nanorobots.

After checking that Ah Xia and the others' breathing was fine, I only had time to smear the antidote on Ruan Xiaodao's body on the incense and transport it, light it and insert it on the incense burner, replacing the previous few problematic medicinal incense, and then hurriedly rushed out of the door to find Ah Shui.

Under the bright moon like a hook, the village is empty, not to mention the figures, there is not even a trace of anger, where to find Ah Shui? Blown by the cold mountain wind, I calmed down and thought for a while, and I still found an idea: Fortunately, Ah Shui took the ancient money from me, so he will definitely go to that place!

After tiptoeing to the altar, I was also a little disappointed that I didn't see Ah Shui as expected. But after thinking about it, Ah Shui really won't come over directly, because he hadn't inspected it before, and the Styx River water in Guding had been stolen, so Ah Shui might have gone to find a replacement.

Thinking like this, I also hid patiently, hiding on the upper floor of a two-story earthen house not far away, standing quietly in place through the window and waiting for the rabbit cub to come back.

Sure enough, before waiting for a few minutes, the cobblestone pavement of the old street had already appeared in the embarrassed panting figure of Ah Shui, in his arms, it was a heavy bottle, looking at the simple texture of the bottle body and the little metallic luster reflected under the moonlight, I couldn't help but wonder: Is something the size of a vase so heavy?

Wait, could it be that the strangely shaped bottle is filled with the legendary Santu River water?! In this way, the thief who stole the water of the River Styx in Linda's mouth is Ah Shui himself! Thinking of this, I suddenly woke up, it seems that Ah Shui concealed a fact when he confessed, that is, the fact that he hid the water of the Styx River before leaving the ancient village really made the discerning Linda guess it! Damn, this kid, how many secrets are still hidden in his stomach and haven't been spit out?

Continuing to look at the past, Ah Shui had already shaken the copper bottle of water to the altar step by step, and dragged out a black trail that was reflected by the moonlight like a black jewel behind him, and those flooded black water was also magical, after landing on the ground, the light first converged into a black bright line, and then it seemed to be attracted by something, as if it was alive, it seeped into the ground and disappeared.

Didn't the blind man say: The waters of the Styx will not dry up? It's weird.

Seeing that Ah Shui had already poured the black water in the bottle into the Gu Ding on the altar, I didn't have time to continue to pay attention to the water traces on the ground that had disappeared in an instant, so I hurriedly touched the earth building lightly, preparing to subdue Ah Shui before he invested the ancient money.

"Poof."

As soon as I went downstairs and got out of the house, I went outside to see that Ah Shui had fallen to the ground, and beside him, there was a slender phantom standing in the wind - Linda! Sure enough, it's you.

Seeing Linda who appeared, I also suddenly woke up: I was still doubting just now that Ah Shui, who is not deeply involved in the Daomen, would actually use flower clay to make medicinal incense? ! I'll just say, with Ah Shui's two strokes, how could he steal the flower mud from the cautious Ruan Xiaodao, and how could he successfully stun everyone under the noses of the two masters of Jin Siniang and the blind man! It seems that deliberately covering Ah Shui, making him think that he has avoided everyone's eyes and ears, and letting him find out the Styx water that he himself hid, is it also your wishful thinking that you have made early on?!

I don't know if she saw through what I was thinking, but Linda uncharacteristically did not answer the question in my heart with deceitful words this time, but quickly snatched the string of psychic ancient coins that only had two pieces left from the unconscious Ah Shui, motioned for me to walk next to Gu Ding, and asked me rhetorically:

"What? Don't you want to see it? ”

Before I could answer, Linda had already peeled off a piece of "clip" shaped flake copper coin, and threw her hand into the dull fire water in the ancient ding, and in an instant, I only felt that the surrounding scenery was distorted, and I was already in a strange time and space.

The sky was so hazy that there were no birds flying at all, the air was so humid and heavy that I wanted to vomit, and the fog obscured a large area of the horizon...... As soon as I opened my eyes, I couldn't lift my head because of this unusually heavy atmosphere, and I couldn't help but curse Ah Shui in my heart, that bastard, this kind of lifeless place, where can he say so mysterious!

Fortunately, as soon as I turned my head, Linda was next to me, looking at her with both hands on the gun, heroic posture, I actually had an inexplicable sense of security in my heart, did I feel that she was reliable? God, I don't even know the details of this woman! I don't know why I am so dependent on her?!

I was wondering, and a group of "people" with dull eyes and vain steps walked silently in front of us, all of them had bloodless faces, their hair was barefoot, and they only wore a loose robe, and their whole bodies seemed to be smeared with a layer of gray-white talcum powder, revealing a lifeless weirdness.

I'm still seeing God, but my eyes can't help but lock on to a familiar face, the owner of the godless gaze in the emaciated face, isn't it my dad who fought against the disease to the end of his life!

"Dad!"

I couldn't help but pounce on me, trying my best but not grabbing my father's arms. After I threw myself into the air, I was also at a loss to hit the cold and wet frozen soil by the Santu River, allowing strange souls to pass through my helpless body. When he turned back, Fa Qin's thin and decadent back had already blended into the mighty team of undead.

"Oh~ It seems that I also overestimated the bond between your father and son." It was Linda who spoke naturally. In the panic, I suddenly heard her calm voice, as if I saw hope in despair, and hurriedly crawled to her side following the voice, grabbed her outstretched arm, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and was steadily pulled up by her.

Strange to say, the moment I touched her, I felt a quiet breath slowly flowing down her slightly cool wrist into my arm, and it didn't take long to freeze my whole body, so I couldn't help but shiver. After getting used to the uncomfortable chill, I suddenly realized that before I knew it, I had run with Linda to the front of my father's team of the dead!

I didn't have time to think about it, but I also seized the opportunity and ran to my father head-on, trying to hold him, but I was afraid of missing it like I had just done...... was hesitating, but the old soul in front of him moved his mouth slightly.

Leon ...... Is it Leon...... Is that you? ”

Hearing this faint voice after a long absence, I burst into tears. For a while, even though there were thousands of words I wanted to confide in my relatives who were about to go away, I couldn't say half a sentence when the words reached my mouth.

"Good...... Good...... It's okay to see you...... I was relieved...... "Seeing me crying silently, I was sad, and my father was also grinning in distress. After half a sound, he spit out a sentence: "Dad can't stand you...... Makes you suffer......"

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I thought that my father would be like when he was a child and when he grew up, he didn't say anything, but in his heart, as always, he hoped that his son would become a Chan, and impose on me his long-cherished wish that he failed to fulfill, who knows, he is actually apologizing to me?!

"Dad...... I ...... "For a while, I was also full of emotion, and in an instant, I also remembered the bitterness of witnessing my father lost in his obsession and unable to extricate himself, as well as the many efforts I experienced that could not be fulfilled in return, and I suddenly had mixed feelings: I actually knew that my father was not a great man, nor was he a sage, he was just a three-dimensional ordinary person mixed with flashes and dark sides. In the days I spent with him, I was not only meticulously protected by him, but also forced by him to the standards he agreed with, and the transition between brilliance and bleakness was often just a thought. In fact, I have long found that as I read the books and experienced more and more ups and downs, my father's judgment and prestige, as well as his influence on me, are actually slowly weakening......

Daddy, I don't know that the things you believe in are slowly becoming unrealistic with the times, and your requirements and guidance to me have gradually become a burden that restricts my growth - I actually want to go back to the past, to the carefree childhood that worshiped you unconditionally, but when I became more and more independent, and my mind was full of only how to get away from you, you were slowly getting old......

Life would be better if it was only as it was first seen.

It's a pity that we haven't been able to reach this belated consensus in our lifetimes.

Thank you, Father!

(End of chapter)