"What, master, what are you talking about? Aren't you sitting here well?" The fat brother's words were full of affirmation, but his heart was already bottomless, he said this just because he was still lucky, and maybe there was also a reason to use words to stabilize his inner anxiety.

However, his master, the old Taoist who claimed to be dead, did not deliberately answer his words, but said to himself: "To be exact, I died more than ten years ago. ”

The more the old Taoist words were spoken, the more unbelievable they became, and the fat brother was in turmoil deep in his heart, and he couldn't even ask for a while. When the old Taoist said this, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes became bright, and he continued: "Back then, the head of the family felt that he couldn't take care of you growing up, so he ......."

Then Lao Dao began to tell the events of his memory:

"Xu... Que—" came a weak voice.

"Family master, I'm here, family master, what kind of person is it that hurts you like this?" Xu Que was the old Taoist at that time, looking at a middle-aged man in front of him who was dressed in a black brocade robe, but his face had completely turned black, and it was this person who called him just now. Xu Que's respectful words were full of heartfelt worry and anger towards the person who seriously injured the head of the family.

The head of the house shook his head and did not answer him, but asked rhetorically, "How long have you been following me?... Ahem, cough ......" said and coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and the body that was originally standing was slightly tilted.

Seeing that the head of the family, who was so kind to him, coughed up blood and his body was shaky, Xu Que hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, but was blocked by the other party's wave, he had to stand in place with tears in his eyes and replied: "Since the birth of the master of the family, the old slave has served on the side, and it has been almost 40 years now!"

"40 years, I didn't expect it to be so long!

"It's not hard, the old slave is not hard, the old slave just blames himself for not being able to help the master of the house. Xu Que's tears couldn't stop flowing, he could feel that the head of the family's breath was weak, and his words seemed to explain what was going on, and his emotions were even more difficult to control.

"Alas, you have worked hard for many years and have not had time to enjoy the blessings, and now I have something to trouble you in your old age, which is a shame. Speaking of the head of the family's already dark face, there was a trace of self-deprecation, a trace of guilt, and a trace of helplessness.

Xu Que touched a handful of tears and said, "What's the trouble to say, the master of the family, but it doesn't matter, the old slave will do his best to do this." ”

"Well, I have always been the most relieved of you in doing things, and now that the family is facing irreversible dangers, as the head of the family, I have an unshirkable responsibility. Until this matter is over, my wife and I may not be able to get out. It's just that Xu Rui is still young, and we have some worries, but we don't have enough spare energy, so now we have to be cheeky and ask you to help take care of one or two when you are old. ”

Xu Que's mood has stabilized a lot at this time, although the tears in his eyes have not yet flowed, but his face is no longer crying, he said: "Young master, please rest assured, the old slave must desperately protect his growth, and in the future, he will expand the family and avenge the family master!"

"Revenge? But no, our original intention is to ask you to take care of one or two, so that he can grow up safely. As for cultivation, the family inheritance has long been engraved into his bloodline, and after breaking through the Yuan Dan realm, he will slowly inherit the family inheritance, and future development is not a problem. But in fact, we don't want him to embark on the old path of the family, so if it is not a last resort, don't let Rui'er condense Yuan Dan, even if he will die mediocre all his life. The head of the house shook his head and said.

"Yes!" Xu Que had doubts and couldn't explain it, but he still accepted it first, and suddenly he thought of something and asked, "What about Miss Xu Lian?"

"She, you don't have to worry, we have other arrangements, just remember to tell Rui'er, no matter what her sister becomes in the future, don't hate her sister, some things are just a trick of fate! Of course, the best situation is that Rui'er has lived an ordinary life and has never stepped into the realm of Yuandan. After speaking, the head of the family laughed self-deprecatingly: "But my son is talented, and it will be difficult to be mediocre for a lifetime, but I am afraid that it will be troublesome at that time." ”

Speaking of this, he explained to Xu Que again: "But don't worry, if Rui'er breaks through the Yuandan realm one day, you only need to hand over these things to him, and there will be a family inheritance to guide him on the way forward, but you don't have to worry about this matter anymore; After speaking, he took out an octagonal copper bell, a small blue flag, and a scarlet small drum, and handed it to Xu Que.

Xu Que knew that these things were valuable, so he hurriedly put his hand on his clothes and wiped them, then buried his head, and cautiously took the things into his hands, and at the same time said: "The old slave has reached this point, and the Dao edge has already been exhausted, if not, how can I not help the master of the family at this critical moment, so it is an honor to be able to take care of the young master, how can there be any delay." ”

After putting the things away, Xu Que raised his head and wanted to ask the family again if he was in danger, and since he had these heavy treasures, why didn't he use them to deal with the danger. However, when he looked up, the figure of the head of the family in front of him had disappeared, leaving only one sentence and saying: "Take Rui'er to Guanli, where you can avoid the disturbances of the outside world to a certain extent." ”

The old Taoist, that is, Xu Que said this, his eyes dimmed again, there was something crystal swirling in his eyes, but it didn't flow down, he paused for a moment, and then said again: "It's a pity that the head of the family was injured at that time, and he was in too much of a hurry, and he didn't find out that the old slave I was deeply infected with a vicious disease, and I was already in the last years of the wind and candle, and I was embarrassed to take on the task, or maybe he saw it, but he had no choice." In short, less than a year later, I faced the five decays of heaven and man and passed away. ”

Xu Que's story and the series of words deeply shocked the fat brother's heart, at this time he couldn't calm down in his heart, puzzled one after another, but didn't know where to start, and finally held back a sentence: "How is this possible, you have been growing up with me for so many years, taking care of my diet and daily life, guiding me to practice, and taking care of my life, these are all real, how can you die, how can the master I get along with day and night be a dead person." Brother Fei's question was doubt, disbelief, and also vetoed the facts that Lao Dao was going to or had been telling him.

Lao Dao shook his head and said, "Young Master, you are wrong, we don't get along day and night. ”

The words "not getting along day and night" instantly fell on the fat brother's heart like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, so that the fat brother ignored the fact that Lao Dao now called him the young master, he just suddenly realized that they really didn't get along day and night, because except for today, Lao Dao never allowed him to enter his room at night.

"Could it be ......" He looked at Lao Dao in disbelief, trying to see the denial in his eyes, but Xu Que's thin face had no waves.

"That's right, our Xu family is the so-called burial lineage, a cultivation lineage that deals with the god of death, and you will understand it when you get the inheritance. At that time, I was approaching, but I failed to complete the entrustment of the head of the family, and I felt shameless to meet my ancestors in Huangquan, so I used the secret method of the family - body burial, buried myself in my own body, used the body as a tombstone, used the face as a tombstone, and used the spiritual platform as a coffin, sacrificed to the soil of the Yellow Heavenly Queen, and buried the soul in it, so as to avoid the black and white impermanence and seek the soul without entering the underworld. Just like that, as you can see, every night you have to put all the dead energy in your body into your own spiritual platform. Originally, with my ability, I could not hold on to this method for so long, but fortunately, there were several heavy treasures given by the head of the family, although I was not qualified to carry them, but I used them as a burial companion and suppressed them in the coffin of the spiritual platform, so that I could continue to collect the dead qi and persist until this day. Fortunately, I finally persevered to this day!" said Xu Que, a smile appeared on his face.

The fat brother on the side thought that after his master died, he could not rest in peace for himself, he could not be reincarnated, and he might even pay a greater price, he cried bitterly, and thought that he had said before that he would not be in the future, and it was late at night today, but Xu Que did not take away the dead air, the fat brother knew that he might be completely gone, and the feeling of sadness spread all over his body, so he cried bitterly and shouted: "Master, you quickly continue to suppress the death qi, and the apprentice will help you together, we will definitely be able to suppress it, we will definitely be able to." ”

"The young master is the inheritor of the burial lineage, and the old slave is not worthy of being the young master's master, please call me Xu Que. In the fat brother's hoarse cry, Xu Que said so. In Brother Fei's impression, Xu Que has always been stereotypical and well-behaved, perhaps because of such a character, he has been able to persevere.

So although Brother Fat has always regarded him as a master, he still insists on emphasizing each other's identities at the moment, he is telling Brother Fat, and he is also telling himself to restrain the warmth in his heart and not to break the rules for this.

"No, no, a master is a master, you protect me with your life, but you want me to treat him as a slave, if I am really like this, is it not as good as a beast. Master, you better join me in suppressing the death gas. The fat brother shook his head, denied Xu Que's statement, and urged him to suppress the dead qi and continue to stay in the world, and at the same time, the mana in his hand was released, forming a circle of mana light around Xu Que's body, wanting to stop the dead qi from continuing to gush out, but unfortunately with little effect.

Listening to Brother Fat's words, Xu Que's heart was extremely warm, a faint smile appeared on his thin face, he didn't answer Brother Fat's insistence on calling him master, this is the rule, he no longer refuses, this is emotion. He just said lightly: "Rui'er, don't be busy anymore, I'm already at the limit of this step, and now I finally live up to the expectations of the head of the family, I am also satisfied, and I am tired of persevering for so many years." Now that I can see you grow up, I am content, and all that remains is to think about resting and resting......" Because of Brother Fei's persistence and recognition, Xu Que felt a little more warmth in his heart, so he wanted to explain some reasons between the two masters and apprentices who did not belong to the family but depended on each other.

However, he suddenly sensed something bad, his expression immediately became anxious, and the topic in his mouth changed, and he said: "I don't have much time, I still need to finish explaining the things I want to explain as soon as possible, and wait for me for a while." ”

After speaking, he didn't have time to say yes, he sat upright on the futon, and then took the incense candle from nowhere, lit it in an instant, and set it on the table out of thin air. Then Lao Dao bowed respectfully to the incense candles, recited some lengthy incantations on his lips, and said softly: "The tomb owner Xu Que, perform the funeral ceremony, follow the funeral rites, and request to move the tomb." ”

After saying that, some handwriting appeared on his face, as if it were a tombstone engraved with his life.

Brother Fat had already withdrawn the mana that suppressed the dead air, and when he saw the master's tombstone at this moment, the tears did not stop, he solemnly bowed to the master, and when he looked up again, the epitaph on Xu Que's face had disappeared.

Instead, a pitch-black vortex appeared on his forehead, from which an incomparably large amount of dead air continued to gush out. At the source of the endless dead air, a blue coffin that seemed to be virtual and real slowly floated out, like a boat sailing on the waves, carried out of the whirlpool by the thick dead air, and when it reached the outside, it grew out of thin air, and finally fell steadily to the ground. The coffin, which looked extremely heavy, fell to the ground without making a sound, and even the dust did not shake up, and it was extremely wonderful.