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Li Yi glanced at Ling Liwei deeply, turned around and left.

His heart was tingling, if he could be replaced, he would rather be the son or grandson of the master than say such things to a beast like Ling Liwei.

Li Yi returned to the door of Ling Zhifang, and people consciously got out of the way, and they all looked behind him, but Ling Liwei did not follow him.

Everyone can vaguely guess what the reason is, but at this moment, no one will talk about it more.

After a while, Ling Liwei came over unexpectedly, bowed his head and entered his father's room, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and they all guessed in their hearts that they didn't know what Li Yi had said to him.

Ling Liwei's face was full of shame, looked at his father's sunken eyes, knelt on the side of the bed and finally lost his voice in pain: "Daddy, the child really deserves ...... damn"

He was telling the truth.

He wanted to hit himself in the mouth, but Zhang San grabbed his hand and whispered in Ling Zhi's ear: "Senior brother, Li Wei already knows that he is wrong. ”

Ling Zhi suddenly opened his eyes and slowly turned his head to look at his son, the expression on his face became softer and softer, and tears fell uncontrollably from Ling Liwei's eyes.

His lips moved, and Zhang San immediately read his lips: "Mo Xiu." ”

Li Yi also understood Master's lips, and he and Ling Liwei knelt side by side in front of Master's bed.

Ling Zhi laboriously looked at his son's hand, and then at Li Yi's hand.

Zhang San thought for a moment and put Ling Liwei and Li Yi's hands together.

Ling Zhi slowly turned his head with a smile on his face, which was exactly what he meant.

Li Yi also understood the purpose of the master's doing, and he agreed softly: "Master, the apprentice knows how to do it." ”

Ling Liwei also choked up and said, "Daddy, the child knows it's wrong......"

His voice fell, and Ling Zhi slowly closed his eyes, his face very peaceful.

There were tears in Zhang San's eyes, and the senior brother had already gone to another Elysium.

*

Ling Zhi's funeral was grand.

The disciples of the Lingyun Sect are almost all here, and there are friends from all walks of life.

Because Smiling Zhang was far away, he couldn't attend the funeral in time, so he and Banzhilian could only mourn for a while in the direction of Ling Yunfeng.

Ling Liwei did what a son should do, wearing linen and filial piety, crying bitterly, and keeping vigil in the mourning hall.

These are all things he should do, and he doesn't have to pretend to be a wrench.

It's just that sometimes when he thinks of Li Yi's words, he will be very irritable.

Perhaps, without Li Yi's words, he would have done what these sons should do, and he hadn't been a bastard to the point that his six relatives didn't recognize him.

After the first seven worships, the disciples of the Lingyun Sect had to return to their original positions.

Time was in a hurry, and the Lingyun Sect was preparing to hold a small ceremony to take over tomorrow.

Anyway, everyone in the Lingyun Sect knew that the new head was King Yi.

King Yi is the head, of course, there are people who oppose it, but the minority obeys the majority.

On the morning of the eighth day after Ling Zhi's death, before the ceremony of taking over the head of the house began, Ling Liwei sat in his small living room, looking a little nervous, he was waiting for Li Yi.

Li Yi, this kid, often sits in his father's study these days, and seems to be the head of the house.

It is said that King Yi is full of words, and Ling Liwei has a small hope of getting a wrench, so today's ceremony to take over the head is for him.

Li Yi came, shaved the beard off his face, combed his head in a high bun, and was dressed in white clothes that were particularly elegant.

He said to Ling Liwei with a calm expression: "I'm sorry Senior Brother, I won't give you the position of the head of the Lingyun Sect. ”

Hope was dashed again, and Ling Liwei blushed.