In the Peach Blossom Paradise Village.

It's another winter, and the snow on the ground has completely submerged people's knees, and even on the surface of this snow, a thick layer of ice has gradually appeared.

Hou Yu took Ning Yu to the place where the old village chief lived, and kept walking.

And Hou Yu's appearance, after experiencing these twelve years, has also become a middle-aged state, and there is also some stubble on his face.

"Daddy, grandpa's condition seems to be getting worse and worse. Ning Yu glanced at Hou Yu quietly, and hurriedly said out loud.

"Yes, the old village chief, if he goes on like this, it won't be a way at all, I want to take him to Yuelong City several times to have a look, but she doesn't want to do anything, I really don't know ......why," Xia Yuting also said to Hou Yu.

Hearing this, Hou Yu was silent.

When he came to the place where the old village chief lived, he slowly opened the door, only to see that the old village chief was lying on top of the earthen kang at the moment, his hair was even grayer, and the folds on his face were getting more and more.

Hou Yu regarded the old village as his elder, because when he and Xia Yuting got married, it was held by the old village chief himself.

His body also became extremely rickety, and when he saw Hou Yu's family coming here, he wanted to get off the earthen kang, but he suddenly caused a cough.

"Grandpa, don't move. Seeing this, Xia Yuting hurriedly ran in the direction of the old village chief, and when she saw the old village chief like this, she also felt a heartache in her heart.

From the beginning of contact with the old village chief, the old village chief regarded Xia Yuting as his own, so Xia Yuting was naturally grateful, how could she not be heartbroken.

"Old man. Hou Ningyu hurriedly ran over.

"It turns out that my family's Ning Yu is here. The old village chief gently stroked Ning Yu's head, and his throat made a hoarse sound.

Hou Yu's body continued to tremble, he looked at the old village chief quietly, and it happened that the old village chief was also looking at Hou Yu at this moment.

At this moment, a smile appeared on the old village chief's face, but Hou Yu suddenly wanted to cry.

The life of a mortal is only a hundred years, and he really doesn't want to see the day when life and death are parted......

"Old village chief, come back to the new house with us. Xia Yuting said.

Xia Yuting said the same thing in the past, but the old village chief directly refused, because he didn't want to trouble Xia Yuting and Hou Yu.

However, just this time, the old village chief did not refuse again.

Hou Yu went from the old village chief to the old village chief, and he didn't say a word on the way back to his home.

......

Time flies quickly, another three years have passed, and Hou Ningyu is already eleven years old at this time.

At the same time, in the past three years, the old village chief's health has become worse and worse, and now, the old village chief can only lie on the bed, and he doesn't even have any strength to move around by himself.

Hou Yu's heart was extremely depressed, as if it was covered with a thick haze.

There is a feeling in his heart that even the old village chief will leave him.

Here, from the perspective of a monk, he kept watching the deaths of the people he knew around him, and his heart was extremely touched.

On this day, Hou Yu was slaughtering the captured beasts in his yard, while Ning Yu was rushing from a distance with excitement on his face.

Before the person arrived, his extremely excited voice had already reached Hou Yu's ears directly.

"Daddy, mother, village chief grandfather. Immortals are coming, immortals are coming to our village......"