Su Yu felt that the master was still the same master.

Love to talk, say inconsequential words, love to laugh, laugh at interesting things.

Unkempt and unconventional.

Su Yu asked for it, he knew it, and he agreed.

The power of the ghost seal is used to reshape the body and stabilize the soul, although it is a tyrannical thing, but Su Yu wants to use it to save people, and the prince will naturally not stop it.

It's just puzzling that it's not the money loss jar with a sad face, but Li Laohan.

Li Laohan said with a dry tobacco: "I have been a farmer all my life, facing the loess with my back to the sky, looking at the fields outside the window, looking forward to the blessings of my children and grandchildren, looking good in the city, high-rise buildings, well-fed and warmly dressed, but no matter how good I am, I can't live that taste at that time." ”

Although the words are simple, they are also rustic.

Li Fugui looked out the window, and his eyes were more memories.

Li Tiandou lay in his arms, clutching the corner of his clothes in his hands, although he was young, he could hear his grandfather's voice.

Su Yu hesitated and said, "Don't you want to watch Tiandou grow up?" ”

Li Fugui looked down at the child in his arms, and said after a while: "Don't look at it, I know that he can't suffer a loss by your side, Tiandou, this child is still young, and if you look at the outside world more, you will forget about the family, but I am different." ”

Seeing that Su Yu was still going to persuade him, the prince patted him on the shoulder.

He understood the old man's thoughts, the village was gone, and the home was gone.

Under the control of the prince, the ghost seal circled around Li Tiandou's head like a rootless duckweed.

The clouds, rain, thunder and lightning on it continued to wash over Li Tiandou's thin body.

The rich ghost aura enveloped the yin thunder and flipped the flesh and skin that Li Tiandou had hit.

After a while, Li Tiandou only had a skeleton left, but it was as crystal clear as a wash of lead.

The restless energy of the ghost seal also gradually subsided, soothing and nurturing vitality.

Pale red flesh visibly clings to the bones.

Li Tiandou only felt that his body actually had an itchy feeling, and he raised the palm of his white bone, on which fine blood vessels were coiled like a web, chaotic and orderly.

"I'm conscious!" When he raised his head again, his eyes were brighter than before.

He, Li Tiandou, has finally become a flesh-and-blood person!

Looking at his grandfather excitedly, Li Tiandou's little face was full of happiness.

Li Fugui sat on the chair and squeezed out a smile with great effort, what Li Tiandou couldn't see was that his grandfather's body had begun to crack and collapse.

When the last trace of energy was ingested into his body, the ghost seal also fell to the ground and turned into sawdust.

"Do you feel anything unusual in your body?" The prince asked.

Li Tiandou shook his head.

"What about energy? Spit fire and spit water or something? Swallowing Ling looked at him expectantly, this kid is a malleable talent, and if he cultivates it well, he will definitely become the most solid arm for his treasure hunt.

"No, I just feel like the power is greater than before."

"Try it and hit it with all your might." The prince raised his palms.

Li Tiandou clenched his fists and felt the majestic power in his body, and punched out as fast as thunder.

The fist slammed into the prince's palm with a bang, and although the prince did not move a step, the corners of his clothes were blown up by a strong wind.

"It's a rarity! The power of the flesh is so powerful. The prince exclaimed.

There are monks who simply cultivate physical arts, but there are very few, and they are divided into two extremes, either the genius of Tianzhong sings all the way, or the teacher is nameless.

Li Tiandou's physique has undergone earth-shaking changes, and if he is instructed, he may not be able to reach the peak with his physical skills in the future.

"Su Yu." An old and weak voice came.

Several people heard the sound and saw that the flesh on Li Fugui's face had begun to fall at this time, and there was a sense of relief in his voice: "Tiandou will be handed over to you." ”

As soon as the old man's voice fell, his skin and flesh were scattered, leaving only a dry bone.

"Grandpa!" Although Li Tiandou was prepared, he still knelt in front of the dry bones with tears in his eyes.

Li Fugui's funeral was very simple, the fallen leaves returned to their roots, and they were still buried in his clothed mound, facing the former Lijia Village.

In Su Yu's words, there is a good view here, there are old people staring, and there are more good people in this world.

What the monk cultivates is the perception of the world and the sublimation of the soul.

Su Yu bowed deeply to the old man's grave.

He thinks that the old man is a well-deserved great monk, no matter what kind of danger he encounters in the world, he can still maintain his heart and treat others kindly, he is not a great monk, who can afford the name of a great monk?

"Boy, it's over, it's time for me to go." The prince said to Su Yu.

"Are you going to go far again? How long will it take to come back? ”

"One day, two days, or five or eight years, I don't know."

"Master, your old man is not really going to find a good eldest sister to marry, right?" Su Yu's face was full of disdain.

"Boy, you should understand that I am the biggest stumbling block on your way to growth." The prince was rarely not joking, and his tone was full of seriousness.

"I'm here, you will always feel that you have something to rely on, after all, it will be difficult to become a climate!"

"You can't carry the banner of Tongyou at all!"

Su Yu is like a deflated ball, he will indeed always be just a child in front of the master, although he will not cry for candy, but he only knows how to hide it.

"But where are you going?" Su Yu still couldn't help but ask.

"You can't go where I go, we take different paths." The prince replied.

Su Yu was a little gloomy.

The prince pursed his lips, but kept his mouth shut.

Some words are useless, he knows that Su Yu is not a hypocritical person, and he is not a prince.

Now that the three-day appointment has arrived, the prince has come to Wulao Peak again.

That fucking bull nose was waiting for him at the bottom of the mountain today.

Lean against the coffin and take a nap with your eyes closed.

The coffin looks like an ordinary red coffin, and people are also ordinary people, but doing such a show in this scenic spot really frightens many tourists.

Passers-by avoided him.

The prince looked at him funny, kicked his foot and smiled: "Boss, how do you sell this coffin?" ”

Xiu Lan wiped her saliva and got up in a daze and shouted, "Don't sell it, don't sell it!" I want to buy it at the coffin shop! ”

The prince shook his head and lifted the coffin with one hand and carried it on his shoulder.

Xiu Lan realized that it was the prince who came, and asked with a grin: "Where are you going to bury it, will I help you dig a pit?" ”

Wang Hou pointed to his feet and said, "It's buried in Wulao Peak, you pack up and prepare to run away." ”

"Grass! Lunatic! Xiu Lan stepped out of a few dozen meters, and he had to pick up his father first.

The prince came directly to a cliff, where the terrain is steep, few people come, and the feng shui is even worse.

But the pick is poor feng shui!

The prince jumped down.

Seeing that there was a depression between the cliffs, the prince picked up the coffin with satisfaction and smashed the coffin into it.

"I only smell how delicious the world is, who will tell the truth of right and wrong?"

"Hey!" A heavy sigh.

The prince closed the lid of the coffin, closed his eyes and was silent.