“…”

"I'll kneel down and kowtow one for you, okay!!!"

“…”

Mei Yun ignored it completely.

“…”

The old Taoist trembled with anger. He looked down at the crutches in his hand, but he didn't make up his mind to give Mei Yun another one.

"Is it worth it?"

He stared at the back of his apprentice and questioned: "I admit it! That kid is good to you!"

"But have you ever thought about it!"

"He has cheated you less often? Is it worth your heartfelt helping him? I don't even want his life?"

Mei Yun's body stagnated.

“It’s different.”

He lowered his head and said to himself, "Master, after you were gone, I wandered alone, lived alone, and went to the King of Qi alone. I was very lonely and lonely. Everyone I met treated me as a freak. I was so smart, I could tell that they never regard me as a human being..."

The old Taoist twitched.

I think it would be better to go straight to this apprentice. He would be unable to turn his mind if he had too many bends.

"But Gu Han is different."

Did Mei Yun continue to talk to himself? It seemed to be talking to the old man, but it was more like his own affirmation.

"He is afraid of my ability."

"He has cheated me many times, too."

"But... except for you, Master, he is the first person in this world to regard me as a human being!"

He still remembers it.

Back then, he was a small teacher in Tianwu City, and Gu Han was his student.

Gu Han was afraid of him and also disliked him.

But at the critical moment, Gu Han still thinks about him if he is good, and he still cares about him if he is in danger.

"That's enough."

"Even if I was cheated to death by him, I'm willing!"

“…”

The old Taoist looked at his staggering figure and said nothing for the first time.

"well."

After a long time.

He sighed softly, "Forget it, who made me the only disciple, you?"

While talking.

He limped to Mei Yun with a crutch and gently stuffed the leaf into his clothes.

"Hold it."

He patted Mei Yun on the shoulder and whispered: "For your stupid disciple, what if the master dies again?"

The words fell.

Mei Yun's figure gradually blurred, and then it completely disappeared in front of him.

Stand where you are.

The old Taoist was silent for a moment.

He limped to the grave behind the Taoist temple with a cane.

Stop in front of the grave.

He gently stroked the wooden monument that Mei Yun had erected for him. In his turbid eyes, there seemed to be a world of birth and death, and there was an era of rotation, writing about life and vicissitudes.

"Oh."

After slapping the wooden monument, he sighed, "The 80th era is empty, and the yellow beams are in full bloom in a dream."

Click!

As soon as he finished speaking, a crack suddenly broke into the grave, and a corner of the decaying coffin could be seen vaguely.

at the same time.

The handwriting on the wooden monument gradually dissipated and appeared again, but it turned into four other words.
Chapter completed!