Lao Huang looked at Yunhua who was asleep and recalled the past.

After gathering your mind, continue to tell the hexagram.

This thousand-year-old tortoise shell is shaken with a ding-dong sound.

The result is the same every time, and even the place where every copper coin falls is the same, is it really destiny?

Lao Huang trembled and touched the same hexagram many times, and finally collapsed a little.

He slammed the flask beside him to the ground, and the liquor slowly flowed out of it, and the rich aroma of wine emanated.

Yunhua was also awakened, opened his eyes, and looked at Lao Huang, "What's wrong?"

Lao Huang stood up with the table, sat on it, groped with his arm like a dead wood branch, and picked up the fruit bowls, there were some moldy fruits on them, he didn't care, he picked them up and ate them.

After Lao Huang finished eating, he wiped his mouth, "Yunhua, how many months are left?"

Yunhua's heart condensed slightly.

Lao Huang didn't wait for Yunhua to speak, so he continued: "It must have been these few months, Yunhua, don't blame me, this poison is already my greatest kindness." ”

He jumped down, took the tortoiseshell into his bosom, and walked slowly to the door frame with some difficulty, and with some difficulty bent down and sat down on the threshold.

This was his favorite thing before, because in this way, he could feel Yaoyao for the first time.

Yunhua followed and walked over, also sitting on the threshold.

He looked at the flat ground outside the temple, and there was no trace of emotion in his calm eyes.

There were sporadic crowds there, but they were all far away, but some people looked at the brightly dressed Yunhua sitting next to the yellow blind man, and they were a little curious, looking at it from a distance, but they didn't get closer.

They couldn't believe that this man who had been in a high position for a long time could have a common language with a sloppy drunkard.

"If I don't kill you, I can't calm the hatred in my heart. The old yellow head leaned against the door frame and said softly.

"I know. Yunhua's eyes were blank and he smiled bitterly.

Lao Huang suddenly turned his head to face Yunhua, even if the eye sockets were sunken, the latter could feel that Lao Huang was looking at him in another way.

After half a ring, Lao Huang turned back again.

"In my life, I only care about two people, one is my master, who taught me the art of tortoiseshell and changed my fate, and the other is Yaoyao, who brought a ray of light to my dark world. ”

Yunhua looked at Lao Huang, stunned.

Lao Huang continued: "When Yaoyao appeared in my world, I counted three days and five days, and the hexagrams were all the same, me and her, after all, were people from two worlds, I didn't believe it, until she told me that she had someone she liked." ”

Speaking of this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Lao Huang's mouth.

"What did I say on the day you got married, do you remember?"

Yunhua's eyes showed irrepressible sadness, and he said slowly: "You said, Yaoyao is the girl you love most in your life, if I dare to hurt her, you won't let me go." ”

"Then what did you say?" said Lao Huang calmly.

Yun Hua almost choked up, his eyes were red, and he suppressed the sourness in his heart after half a sound, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice: "I said, I will protect Yaoyao for the rest of my life and will not let her be hurt at all." ”

At the end of the day, the heart is like a knife.

"Then what did you do?" Lao Huang still said in a calm tone.

"I ......"

Before the words could be spoken, tears rolled down his cheeks.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but in fact, they just haven't reached the sad place.

Feeling Yunhua's strangeness, Lao Huang softened a little, and he temporarily believed that Yunhua would not do that again.

"The hexagram shows that the Yun family Mufeng, the person who is destined is Yun Feng. ”

Yunhua nodded tearfully, "Thank you, I have one more thing to ask you." ”

"You explained to Zhang Yuanhua, and then told Lao Ye, are you planning to explain to me again now?" Lao Huang sneered.

"You know everything?"

"Calculated, although I am blind, there is only what I don't want to know, there is nothing I can't know, the art of tortoiseshell, can lead to heaven and earth. "Old Zodiac.

"And what do you think?"

"What should you do?" asked Lao Huang rhetorically.

It was only now that Yunhua felt that his question was too much, "Then thank you in advance." ”

"No, I don't. ”

After speaking, Lao Huang got up with crutches and walked to the temple, wanting to drink, but found that he had fallen when he lost his temper just now, and he had no choice but to continue to lie under the table.

"I'm tired, you go. ”

Yunhua arched his hand, which was regarded as a thank you to Lao Huang, and then disappeared into a streamer.

After Yunhua left, Lao Huang turned back and faced the door, with a slight wave of his palm, a wine jug and a wine glass full of fine wine appeared in front of him.

He picked up the flask, opened his mouth, and poured it straight in.

The spicy throat of the liquor ached, but he didn't care.

The wine in this flask seemed endless, and about an hour later, Lao Huang threw down the flask drunk.

His face flushed and he laughed at the sky.

It's a bit bleak

And the wine jug was still bubbling with wine.

......

Yun Feng had already come out of the world in the Bodhi Bead, and although there was no substantial progress, he had finally read the entire Golden Dragon Explosion.

I have to say, it's really suitable for him.

It's like a tiger with wings.

The ninth layer of the cultivation path, with one look, you can kill the heavens and the earth in seconds.

The power is powerful enough, and the difficulty is also very high.

Light and shadow said that so far, only one person has risen to the seventh floor, and the rest are all wandering on the fourth or fifth floor.

The worst is that he has never touched the threshold of the Golden Dragon Explosion in his life.

But fortunately, Yun Feng has cultivated the Pupil Technique for thirteen years, so it shouldn't be a problem to get started.

After feeling the shock in his heart, Yun Feng had to improve his realm first, and the lowest level of this Golden Dragon Explosion had to be a high-level Spirit Venerable.

As soon as he opened the door and went out, he saw Yunhua.

"Feng'er, I have one thing to ask you. Yunhua said with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Yun Feng's face was expressionless, and he couldn't get close to this father until he found out the truth.

"About the smoke. ”

Yun Hua didn't care about Yun Feng's attitude, and as he spoke, he pulled the latter to the study.

In the study, Yun Hua avoided the importance and told Yun Feng about Yun Yan.

"Are you saying that Yan'er has a dark disease and wants the thousand-year-old Lingzhi from Beibi Mountain to cure it?" Yun Feng asked.

Yunhua nodded.

"So, Yan'er will faint as soon as he uses his spiritual power, and it is also because of this dark disease?"

"So to speak. ”

"Okay, when are you going. Yun Feng said.

"Get out early. Yun Hua looked at Yun Feng lovingly.

When Yun Feng heard this, he turned around and went out.

Li Fu didn't know when he appeared beside Yun Hua, "Do you need to send someone to protect the young master?"

"No, Feng'er has to grow up, and it still depends on him after all. Yunhua rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly, and fell asleep after a while.

Li Fu put a snow-white blanket behind Yun Hua, blew out the flames of the blue sandalwood burning, and withdrew.