"Dead?"

Su Muhan also felt weird, stretched out his hand to probe the old man's snort, and found that the bad old man was not breathing at all!

"Really dead?"

Su Muhan was a little unbelieving, and if he went to probe his heartbeat, it was gone!

"It's really dead!"

Su Muhan and Xia Lan looked at each other, they heard a lot of sick and dead people, and the first time they saw fishing and dying of fishing today, it was also an eye-opener!

"What now? Bury him first? ”

Xia Lan also smiled bitterly, if she doesn't die sooner or later, she just died fishing at this time, it's really a coincidence.

"Bury it, otherwise what else can I do?"

Su Muhan shrugged, even more crying and laughing, he couldn't come to find someone to help, but he had to help collect the corpse, this kind of unlucky thing, how can I be reasonable!

So the two worked together to dig a pit directly under the big banyan tree, buried the old man in it, and then randomly picked up three firewood as pillar incense.

"Old man, you have a good life, before your bones rot or are transferred by wild beasts, you meet our sisters first, otherwise you will be the so-called unjust soul who has no place to die."

After everything was cooked, Su Muhan and Xia Lan planned to go back, first go to the Canglongtai Qinghe Station and ask for new clues.

Unexpectedly, just when the two of them turned around, the tomb that had just been made for the old man actually moved by itself, and then the old man sat up from the tomb as if stretching......

"Ouch...... This night's sleep, what a long sleep......"

The old man sat up from his tomb unguardedly, although this kind of scene is not uncommon for Su Muhan, but it is really not many to think that the old man is so casual.

"Old man, you're not dead?"

The old man didn't care, and Su Muhan didn't bother to care, just stood on the side and watched coldly.

"You girl, it's really good luck, if it weren't for the fact that you made me a tomb, I wouldn't have bothered to take care of you."

Su Muhan and Xia Lan heard it in a fog: "Do you know why we are here? ”

"Song Sizhe's life is here, so you don't have to force it."

In a word, Su Muhan's face suddenly changed: "You are a god operator?" ”

The old man didn't answer, but said: "Song Sizhe is sad to pass this level after all, death is death, there is no need to be persistent." ”

When he landed, Su Muhan's knees knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times:

"People say that Song Sizhe is the reincarnation of the dragon, and the dragon soul will not disperse after death, so Song Sizhe's death, there should be room for reincarnation?"

Su Muhan's eyes were resolute, everything on this trip was for Song Sizhe.

"No, to be dead is to be dead, there is no turnaround, and you should know better than anyone else about that."

The old man shook off the dust from his body, put away his fishing rod, then went into the hut, took out a rocking chair and placed it on the edge of the river, and then sat on it and squinted comfortably.

Seeing this, Xia Lan hurriedly stepped forward and shook the rocking chair for the old man: "Shangxian, when Song Sizhe died, a golden dragon soared into the sky and looked at where we were, so we were thinking, does this mean something?" ”

What does that mean? Does that mean he gave you an extra look in the crowd? ”

The old man's expression was pleasant, as if he was about to answer Xia Lan.

"Old man, do you remember when you went to Su Mansion to talk nonsense? You have caused me to be persecuted in my family to this day, don't you think you should be responsible for this kind of inhumane thing? ”