Chen An slowly stopped the movement in his hand and placed the half-carved wooden figure on the table.

He thought to himself, then let's not carve it yet.

Doing the same thing all day long is also tireless.

At this time, Xiaoyu on the side seemed to suddenly see something, and said with a surprised face: "Sir, you have gray hair, eh......"

She pointed to the handful of hair that fell to Chen An's ear, where there was a gray strand, which was very conspicuous in the black.

Chen An was stunned, and he asked, "Xiaoyu, how long have you been here?" ”

"How long? It seems like a long, long time. ”

Xiaoyu tilted her head and thought about it, she broke her fingers and counted, "One, two,...... Five, five years sir. ”

She couldn't help but look at the sky outside the door and sighed with emotion.

"Sir, time flies so fast."

"Fast? Maybe......"

Chen An followed her gaze and looked out of the door together, and couldn't help but feel a little trance in his heart.

Five years.

Counting the six years before Xiaoyu came, it turned out that a full eleven years had passed.

In the past eleven years, he has never stepped out of this small Guanping City.

Before he knew it, he was forty-one years old.

It is said that men stand at thirty and are not confused at forty, which is also recognized as the golden age of men.

Most of the people who have achieved great things in ancient times have only started to make contributions at this age.

But in today's Chen An, there is no trace of masculinity in the prime of life.

Yes, it's just like a candle in the wind, as lifeless as a dying old man.

"Let's go out and take a walk."

Chen An suddenly spoke.

But Xiaoyu seemed a little lacking in interest, she propped her head and muttered: "Sir, we have walked through the large and small alleys of Guanping City I don't know how many times." ”

Chen An smiled, "Then this time, let's go out for a walk." ”

Hearing this, Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes bloomed with excitement, "Really? ”

"Really."

After getting a definite answer, Xiaoyu hesitated again, although she had long wanted to go around the city and see the mountains and rivers.

"What, don't want to?"

Xiaoyu hurriedly waved her hand, "No, I just think, I think it's ......."

She thought for a moment and considered the words before she said, "I think Mr. seems a little strange today." ”

……

……

In the twelfth year, Chen An began to become more and more sleepy.

He can lie on that bamboo chair and sleep all day, if it weren't for Xiaoyu to call him to eat on time, Chen An estimated that he could sleep directly until the next day and then wake up.

Of course, it is not impossible to sleep forever.

and the handicraft that has been insisted on for more than ten years, which has also been completely sealed by him.

The small utility room has never been opened since it was locked.

The cylinders are covered in a thick layer of dust.

Xiaoyu would ask Chen An why he didn't carve at first, but as time went by, he slowly forgot about it.

If it weren't for the occasional sight of the locked hut while cleaning the courtyard, she would have forgotten that such a thing had happened.

A person's memory is always easily overwritten by something else.

In June of the same year, news came from Li Ye.

But it was not him who came, but his son Li Yizhou, who came to visit Chen An on behalf of his father.

He was accompanied by a number of guards.

After staying in Guan Ping for a short period of three days, Li Yizhou left non-stop, and by the way, he also took some books written by Chen An on a whim a few years ago.

The content of the book is mostly some theories that Chen An knew when he was in Lanxing.

Although Li Yizhou saw a little foggy, he still felt like a treasure, and bowed three times to the small courtyard in the air.

……

……

The thirteenth year of Lo's departure from Ann.

It's a scorching September day.

On this ordinary morning, Chen An woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that instead of the familiar beams and roofs, it was pitch black, and there was no light to be seen.

and, as expected, paralysis of the whole body.

Chen An lost his eye.

Unlike those who are born blind or acquired, he is truly invisible.

Because for other people with symptoms of blindness, they can finally see some light, and even have the opportunity to feel blurred light and shadow.

But Chen An is not.

He knew this was the last warning from this world.

Chen An didn't panic, just shouted lightly as usual.

He was suddenly a little glad that he had not lost the ability to listen and argue.

He heard footsteps outside the door and the creak of the door being pushed open.

The sound of light rain soon sounded.

"What's the matter, sir?"

She asked softly.

Chen An replied truthfully, there was no concealment, and there was no need to conceal it.

Xiaoyu listened, and was stunned for a long time, she opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't make any sound.

"Xiaoyu, thank you for being willing to take care of me for so many years."

Chen An's expression was calm and he spoke slowly.

He rarely said a lot of nonsense, but most of it was hinting that Xiaoyu could leave first.

Xiaoyu didn't know if she didn't understand, or if she didn't want to understand.

Anyway, she decided to stay.

She actually had a hunch, but she didn't expect things to come so quickly.

Xiaoyu doesn't understand anything, she doesn't understand anything, but this does not prevent her from being kind and gracious.

And in such a muddy day, Chen An miraculously spent another three months.

He lasted until the winter at the end of the year.

It's not that he doesn't want to wait, it's not that he can't find another excuse, it's just that his life has come to an end.

This night, it snowed heavily in Guanping City.

Chen An lay on the bed, quietly feeling the last moments of his life.

No remorse, no complaint.

Yes, it's just a bunch of useless thoughts that are wandering around.

He thought to himself.

Damn, I'll never believe women's again.

……

……

Meanwhile.

A secret realm of the Tianyan Sect.

A girl with white hair and red eyes stopped meditating and slowly opened her eyes.

Because she felt an inexplicable panic.

Luo Cong'an couldn't help but cover her chest with her hands, always feeling as if there was an invisible big hand just now, squeezing her heart fiercely.

A dull ache.

What's going on?

Could it be that something has gone wrong in the practice?

She wanted to continue meditating, but she couldn't calm down.

So Luo Cong'an had no choice but to take out the small wood carving from his clothes and rub it on his chest.

She thought to herself, hoping that the 'Q version' of herself would bless her so that she could successfully break through the middle stage of Qi training, so that she could go back to visit her husband at the end of the year.

The girl began to count the days seriously, she counted several times, and finally couldn't help but rejoice.

There are only two months left......

When the time comes, she will break through the realm, and she must surprise the master, and then sneak back to the small courtyard to see if the husband has been unclear with any bad women during her absence.

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but have some gains and losses.

Should...... No way?

The husband promised her that even if she wanted to marry a wife and have children, she would have to let her palm her eyes first.

Luo Cong'an thought blankly, and suddenly frowned.

She stared at the wood carving in her hand.

It's only been three or four months, why is this wood carving old like this?

(End of chapter)