In the study, Yun Feng was the only one left.

He picked up a random book from the bookshelf behind him and opened it, forcing himself to immerse himself in the book

But no matter what, he couldn't see it.

In my mind, I always have a cloudy face.

He's sorry for the smoke.

He closed the book, put it back on the shelf, sat back on the Taishi chair, held his cheeks with both hands, and finally couldn't help it, and cried out.

"Young Master......"

Li Fu's voice suddenly sounded.

Yun Feng raised his head and hurriedly looked around.

Li Fu stood beside Yun Feng and was quietly looking at the latter.

He is best to bring a touch of curvature, and his eyes are gentle, just like a grandfather dotes on his grandson.

Yun Feng hugged Li Fu, as if he had the protection of a harbor, and cried loudly.

The cry was a bit bleak and sounded a little sad.

Li Fu had always had a smiling face, he raised his old palm, stroked Yun Feng's head, and said softly: "It's all over, Feng'er, everything is over, we have to look forward." ”

Yun Feng said with tears in his eyes: "Uncle Li, what should I do? I don't want Yan'er to marry, I don't want to ......."

"Do you believe Uncle Li?" Li Fu said softly.

His withered palm hugged Yun Feng tightly, and he was also a little reluctant.

Yun Feng nodded.

"When Yan'er gets married, you just need to go with the flow, Yan'er, she has her own fate, you and I can't ask for it. When Li Fu spoke, there was also a little regret in his eyes.

It seems that this fate in his mouth is just an excuse for peace of mind.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Yun Feng cried straight, nothing, or yes, didn't speak.

"Go to the ruined temple outside the city and find Lao Huang, he will give you the answer. ”

Li Fu said softly.

Yun Feng raised his head and looked straight at Li Fu with his eyes, "Really?"

Li Fu nodded, "I have already buried your father's body, next to your mother, and I have time to pay homage another day." ”

"My dad ......"

Yun Feng cried again.

If he had been given a chance to start anew, he would not have treated his father like this.

But there is no regret medicine in this world after all, even if you regret it, you can only watch that kind of pain torment your mind, and you can't do anything about it.

After Yun Feng cried to the fullest and cried the grievances in his heart, he got up and said goodbye to Li Fu.

Yun Feng's figure disappeared from his eyes, and Li Fu looked at the Taishi chair beside him.

It was the chair that Yunhua had been sitting on before.

He leaned over slowly, held on to the armrest, and sat down.

Leaning on the Taishi chair, he said softly: "Old man, see you in the next life." ”

At the end, Li Fu shed rare tears.

His eyes were a little hollow, his eyes were blank, and his figure was slowly fading.

You must know that only the phantom condensed with spiritual power will fade, and the words of the general body will not fade, but will only disappear.

However, Li Fu's situation is somewhat special.

In a way, he was suicidal.

Because, Li Fu is not a phantom, his figure will not become light, and the only way to fade is that Benrao's vitality is constantly weakening.

Broken temple outside the city

Lao Huang still lies under the broken table as usual.

Around it, it is also full of wine.

Wine glasses and flasks are haphazardly arranged, and a little messy.

I don't know why, he has been in a state of confusion these days, whenever he wants to divination, there is always a kind of uneasiness in his heart, until he puts down the tortoise shell, that uneasiness gradually disappears.

Because he had been here and had not done divination, he had no idea what had happened recently.

The wind blew in along the ruined walls.

A mixture of wine and an indescribable smell wafted out.

Yun Feng smelled the smell and felt a little disgusted.

He subconsciously spat a mouthful, and then his stomach felt better.

He walked in slowly.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw Lao Huang with his back to him.

He hesitated, then sat down lightly, leaned against the door frame, and his eyes gradually emptied.

After getting used to that breath, it feels okay.

At least not disgusting.

It's just that, Yun Feng at this time is a little curious, Lao Huang has been staying here, doing nothing, isn't he bored?

It's all in question.

However, compared to what he wanted next, these things were insignificant.

"You're here?"

Lao Huang, who was facing away from Yun Feng, suddenly spoke.

Yun Feng was stunned for a moment, his spirit was pulled back, he hurriedly looked at the person in front of him, and walked over in a few steps.

When he stood in front of Lao Huang, Lao Huang was already facing him.

Lao Huang pointed to the already dirty futon in front of him, "Do it!"

Yun Feng hesitated for a moment, took down the wine jug and wine glass on it, and then took a look, and below there, there were milky white worms wriggling, looking extremely disgusting.

He can't sit down anyway!

He looked at Lao Huang and said, "How can I sit down?"

Lao Huang just glanced at it, and said, "Then you can stand, by the way, put my wine jug and wine glass on it." ”

Yun Feng, who was helpless, had no choice but to comply.

When I came to a little weird, it was clear that those milky white insects were wriggling, almost filling the futon.

But when he lowered his jug and glass, the worms disappeared in a strange way.

Some of the insects that were about to crawl out disappeared in an instant.

Yun Feng felt surprised and a little disgusted at the same time.

He picked up the jug and glass again, and the bugs reappeared.

Subsequently, he put it down.

The bugs are gone again.

Feel interesting.

Could it be that these bugs are all phantoms.

The only thing that can be verified is to feel it.

However, when he doesn't do it so disgusting, even if this bug is fake, it will give him a visual impact.

"Have you had enough?"

Lao Huang didn't know when he had already sat up, and his eyes were looking at Yun Feng lightly.

The face was a little dark, with a lot of mud on it, and it looked like it hadn't been bathed for a long time, and even the hair was knotted.

When you get closer, you can smell the smell of Lao Huang.

As soon as Yun Feng's attention was on Lao Huang's back, he could smell the latter's scent.

This smell seems to be several times worse than the disgusting smell at the door.

It feels like it's a mix.

Yun Feng wanted to cover his nose, but in view of the fact that he had asked Lao Huang and it was very rude to do so, he just held on.

But he slowly moved a little farther away.

Lao Huang still found out, but Yun Feng could only smile awkwardly.

As you get closer to the window, the breath flows more smoothly, and the smell is much lighter, or at least less disgusting.

"What are you looking for from me?"

Lao Huang doesn't like twists and turns, and goes straight to the point.