Chapter 11: Death

The people around him were talking and pointing, Liu Zhixi stepped forward at a loss, he had never seen Bai Yi act so radically, he said cautiously: "Brother Bai, what's wrong with you?" Do you know this person? ”

The person who was pressed by Bai Yi widened his eyes, but he couldn't make a sound in his throat, he just pointed at Bai Yi with his finger, as if he saw a monster that did not exist in the world, he was shocked and full of curiosity, and finally spit out a sentence for a long time: "You, you are?" Bai Yi! You're actually Bai Yi! ”

Liu Zhixi didn't understand what they were talking about, but obviously these two people knew each other, Bai Yi finally slowly let go of his hand, flipped to the side weakly, and gasped for breath, the fortune teller shouted cautiously: "Bai Yi? Are you really Bai Yi? ”

Bai Yi glanced at him and nodded, although he confirmed that the person in front of him was Tang Sancheng, there was still some shock in his eyes: "Aren't you dead?" ”

Liu Zhixi was even more confused, what is dead, not dead, he didn't understand at all, he stepped forward and wanted to help Bai Yi, Bai Yi waved his hand: "Let me rest for a while." Tang Sancheng's sudden appearance made him unable to slow down, this was originally a dead man who had been sleeping in the ancient tomb forever, but now he was standing alive in front of him, more importantly, he was the same as himself, for fifty years, his skin had not slackened at all, although he was much less stupid at the beginning, but he had not changed, not at all! That timid and somewhat stubborn look is still engraved in the bones!

It's not right to say that there has been no change at all, Tang Sancheng is taller than fifty years ago, his eyebrows and eyes are more mature, he is still a little young compared to before, and now he looks more like a mature man, what is going on? Bai Yi stood up suddenly, and he pulled Tang Sancheng up: "Go, go!" ”

Bai Yi dragged Tang Sancheng and rushed in the direction of his home, as if he was going to do something extraordinary, and he was in a hurry, very anxious! They left Liu Zhixi in the same place, he looked at the backs of the two in a daze, and it took a long time to come to his senses and say to himself: "What's going on? ”

In the white house, a neatly furnished but somewhat monotonous room, the old man who was lying on the bed breathing hard was closing his eyes tightly, and his hands exposed outside the quilt were so thin that only a little skin and bones remained, Tang Sancheng looked at the old man's face carefully, and felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, but he couldn't remember, Bai Yi leaned over: "Dali, who do you see I met?" ”

Vigorously? Ding Dali, this old man is Ding Dali! Tang Sancheng couldn't say how uncomfortable it was, and then took two steps back, incredulous: "What's wrong with him?" ”

"As you can see, he's dying." Bai Yi sighed: "He has been lying in bed for half a year, I have called the best doctor, but there is still no way to recover, I don't know when Dali will leave me, he is my last partner in the world, don't forget, he is over seventy years old." ”

The two suddenly fell into a deathly silence, the two looked at each other's faces, and a sense of fear floated all over their bodies, how many people like themselves are there in the world? Once Ding Dali died, only the other party knew the secret of the two, and this strange feeling permeated the two of them, if it weren't for Ding Dali's sudden cough, the two would have been out of the soul for nine days.

Ding Dali's dry hand clutched his chest tightly, letting out a dull roar, and Bai Yi and Tang Sancheng surrounded him at the same time: "Vigorous! ”

Ding Dali opened his eyes weakly and saw Tang Sancheng, he was extremely stunned, but he couldn't speak, he just kept waving his hands, as if he had seen a ghost, Bai Yi held his body: "Dali, he is a human, I tried, there is a temperature, not a ghost, Dali, are you okay?" Hold on, I'll call the doctor now! ”

"No...... No...... No need. Ding Dali suddenly showed a smile, the relieved expression before he was about to die: "Someone is with you, Brother Bai...... I can rest assured, I'll ...... first Gone ......."

Ding Dali's eyes slowly closed, no matter how the two called, they couldn't open them anymore, Bai Yi put his ear to Ding Dali's chest, listened carefully, and raised his head for a long time: "He's dead......"