"Sir, I'm back. With a crisp voice, a little girl in a red wide-sleeved Confucian skirt came running.

"Watch your feet and run slowly. Han Fan was reading the scriptures in the courtyard, and after hearing the voice, he looked up at the gate.

"Sir, guess how I am today. The little girl sat down on the stone bench opposite Han Fan and asked hurriedly.

"It should be fine. Han Fan pretended to be thoughtful.

"What's more, I recommended Mr. Han to the gentlemen in the school, and they said they wanted to meet you. The little girl wanted to surprise Han Fan, but she couldn't hide it at all.

"They?" Han Fan noticed the little girl's words, and knew that she must have introduced herself to all the gentlemen.

"Yes, I'm going to study in the academy in the future, and you can't continue to teach me, sir, but I don't want my husband to lose his job. The little girl covered her mouth and smiled, as if she was shy to do such a thing.

"You also know that I am worried about my husband, and my husband is very moved. Han Fan laughed.

Before I knew it, it had been three years since I came here, and the little girl had grown up a lot now.

"I remember you only came to me when we first met. Han Fan compared his thighs, "Now it's all grown to Mr.'s belly full of ink." ”

"Hello sir, narcissistic. The little girl grimaced and ran away.

"Father, father, I have found a new job for my husband. ”

Han Fan smiled helplessly and continued to read.

......

Time turned, and forty years passed.

Han Fan has been a gentleman in the academy for forty years, and at first he would remember with great interest how many classes of students he had led, but later, he simply left this matter behind, it was too much.

......

"Twenty years must have passed. The Gegra people finished a pot of tea and said.

"Forty years, forty-three years to be exact. The figure hurriedly retorted.

"You're promoted again?" Gergra was shocked.

"Not so long ago. You know, I was born to be good. ”

"......" Gergra wanted to refute it, but there was nothing to say.

"So, you knew from the beginning that you were going to lose your bet?" said Gergra a question, which used to be equal to one minute in the underwater world and the actual time of the underwater world, but now it has almost doubled.

He gambled for an hour, one hundred and twenty minutes, which was reasonable according to the life span of one hundred and fifty years per person in its underwater world, but if it were to be converted according to the current proportion, one hundred and twenty minutes would be at least two hundred and forty years, and the Styx would be a sure loser.

"Of course I do, but I didn't want to bet with you in the first place. Again, its voice radiated disdain.

"Alas. Ge Ge sighed, no wonder he could lose a bet with Old Master Han of the Vertical and Horizontal Domain, it seems that strength and cunning are not proportional at all.

......

Ninety years have passed in the underworld.

Han Fan was already full of frost and snow.

"Sir, how are you doing? An old voice came.

She always came first and came last, because she started shouting from afar, but now because she is old, she can't jump away like when she was young.

In the courtyard where Han Fan lived alone, an old woman with half white hair came in.

It was the little girl of the year.

"It's good, it's just quiet and moving, but considering that the legs and feet are not good, it's okay not to move. Han Fan stroked his messy beard and smiled.

"Sir, how many times have I told you, but you just don't want to find someone to spend the rest of your life with, aren't you alone?" There was a stone table and stone bench in Han Fan's courtyard that was the same as her home, and the little girl was still sitting opposite Han Fan, and began to urge Han Fan to find someone to live with.

"Sir, why don't I want to, but there is always no suitable one, and I can't make it not?"

"Why can't you, at this age, what else is there to be different?" the old woman asked rhetorically.

"You are you, no matter what age, you are you. Han Fan stroked his beard again, and found that because he had not taken care of it for a long time, he couldn't smooth it out, so he simply gave up.

"Taught, sure enough, Mr. is always Mr. ”

With that, the two looked at each other and laughed.

"Does Sir just want to pass like this for the rest of his life?"

"To be honest, the inner voice told me that I didn't want to. ”

At this moment, a wave of aura suddenly surged in Han Fan's body—a strange and familiar feeling that had passed for more than a hundred and thirty years.

"What is the gentleman going to do?" the old woman suddenly felt that the familiar and unfamiliar gentleman in front of her suddenly emerged with an unprecedented temperament.

The old woman could not describe this temperament, as if it did not belong in this world at all.

As the Purple Illusion realm officially reached the entrance, those blocked memories flooded into the brain like a tide.

Han Fan looked at the little girl again.

The old woman only felt that her husband seemed to have undergone a earth-shaking change, but his appearance had not changed at all.

"So, I'm going to step out of this world, see the real scenery, and live the life I want to live!"

The old woman's heart was shocked, and she saw the white-haired gentleman suddenly stand up, look up at the sky, and then stomp his foot, and the whole person flew up.

"Sir!" the old woman screamed.

"I'm going. ”

In the sight of the old woman, the figure of the husband disappeared with the sun.

A tear was left in the corner of the old woman's eye, she was already dizzy with old eyes, and this tear made the scene in front of her completely blurred.

After she cleaned up her mood, she walked into the house where her husband had lived for half her life, and cleaned it thoroughly inside and out by herself. She remembered the scene of the first time she met her husband, and the tears that had been stopped broke the embankment again.

The servants and guards who were waiting outside noticed that the master had been in for a long time this time, so they came in to check on the situation.

"Master, are you alright? How can you do this kind of thing, just leave it to us people. By the way, what about your husband?" her maid hurriedly walked over and snatched the rag from her hand.

"Sir is gone, you go down first, let me do something for Mr. in the end. The old woman wiped tears from the corners of her eyes.

Several people did not dare to disobey her, and bowed down to leave.

The wife cleaned up Han Fan's residence, and finally stood in the courtyard for a long time before slowly leaving.

On the outskirts, in a well-built cemetery, the old woman buried a stone tablet herself.

There were a large number of people gathered around, and they watched quietly, and no one dared to talk to each other.

The old slave who knelt there and ploughed the soil with her hands was the head of the first family in this town, and in her father's generation, they were just rich families with some assets.

With the old slave alone, their family has become the most valuable existence in the town in just fifty years, because of the old slave's tutor, more and more children in the family have stepped into the official career, and the scenery is infinite.

Now, their family is half the sky in this town, and the old slave is the sun of this family.

The old slave said that she can have everything today, except for her own efforts, everything else is given by her husband, and now her husband is gone.

All the heads and faces of the town came to her husband's funeral.

The old slave carved the word Han Fan on the stone tablet, but did not write the "tomb" at the back. ”

She patted the dirt on her hands, stood up, and faced everyone.

"The gentleman is gone, but not gone, but gone. Strictly speaking, this is not a funeral. The old woman's voice was loud.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then began to whisper, not knowing what this big man meant.

"My husband, he is an immortal who does not belong to this world!" the old slave said loudly.

......

On the surface of the River Styx, Han Fan suddenly popped up and gasped desperately.

The three people on the bamboo raft looked at each other.

"Gegra, you should be glad that I have cultivated diligently, and I just didn't bet with you. There was a faint pride in the voice of the figure of the hat.

Han Fan had been underwater for more than an hour, and according to Gegra's original budget, he should have lost.

"I have to thank you for not betting with me?" said Gergra, refreshing his understanding of the shameless River Styx.

"Theoretically!"

Han Fan got on the bamboo raft, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down.

"How's it going?" asked Gergra.

"Not bad. Han Fan smiled.

is obviously a young man in his prime of life, but this smile is full of vicissitudes.