"What happened next?" Wu Qiu was fascinated by what he heard. Seeing that Luo Ge was silent, her heart felt like a cat tickling her, impatient and curious, so she couldn't help but blurt out and asked subconsciously.

"Later" Luo Ge picked up the tea cup, carefully lifted the black gauze, took a sip while covering it with his robe, slowly put it down, his light eyes slowly fell on Luo Tian, ​​he opened his lips lightly and spoke in an ethereal voice.

Qing Jing said, "Let Xiaotian speak, my mouth is so dry."

Luo Tian was stunned, his ears felt hot when he saw Wu Qiu looking straight at him.

My sister knew that she was afraid of life, but she still asked her to speak, even though he had heard a lot and seen a lot. Forget it, even if her sister said it, just be brave enough to tell it. The worst thing is not to look at them.

After coughing, Luo Tian lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then continued following Luo Ge's words.

Although cultivators can cultivate themselves to gain a long life, they cannot delay the end of their destiny; although they can use elixirs to repair wounds and improve their spiritual power, they cannot save themselves from fatal diseases.

Cheng Huai had suffered from heart disease since he was a child, and his body and bones were not in good condition. When the doctor who saw the doctor saw him, he always shook his head and said that he would be leaving soon, and asked his relatives to prepare for the funeral as soon as possible.

After getting acquainted with Cheng Huai, Huang Silang learned about this, and when he was performing in various continents, he traveled around and found a large number of miraculous elixirs, thereby stealing time from Yama to extend Cheng Huai's life.

He knew in his heart that Huang Silang was withdrawn by nature, and if he passed away rashly, it would definitely bring a big blow to him. As close friends with Lan Yan, Cheng Huai did not want to see Huang Silang's negative appearance without him.

"For Shiro, Ah Huai is willing to live a miserable life. He will sing a Farewell My Concubine with brother Si Lang and watch the fireworks for a lifetime." Luo Tian tried his best to imitate the illusion presented by his three eyes. Cheng Huai was gentle yet strong.

appearance.

So for the sake of his best friend and confidant Huang Silang, Cheng Huai escaped from Yama's hand again and again during the heart attack when the doctor said he would not live long. He sang with him for a full four hundred and seventy years.

He played the role of the Overlord of Western Chu for four hundred and seventy years.

But Changshengtian seemed unwilling to turn a blind eye.

On that misty evening, Cheng Huai and Huang Silang came on stage and had just finished singing Farewell My Concubine.

When Shiro was bowing his head and thanking all the spectators, he heard a loud noise coming from the side, followed by shouts of surprise from the spectators.

His heart skipped a beat, and Shiro slowly raised his head, his eyes suddenly turning red.

"Brother Huai, how can you not keep your promise? After you call me, who will you sing this Farewell My Concubine to again..." He squatted down and stretched out his hand in a daze, his joints well-proportioned.

His hand fell on the heavily made-up cheek.

The pair of eyes as bright as the sun on his cheeks had already been closed tightly at this moment. He was lying like this with a peaceful expression, as if he was asleep. Shiro's movements were extremely cautious, for fear that he would accidentally wake up this handsome and gentle man.

Young Master.

The shadows of him and Cheng Huai were reflected in the dusk that day, but in his eyes, only Cheng Huai, who seemed to have fallen asleep due to fatigue, was reflected.

Shiro never wanted to believe that his soulmate had passed away and went to the paradise of the West. Until the people in the troupe cremated Cheng Huai and brought a box of ashes and an unburned finger bone to see him.

They said that Brother Huai disliked restraint the most when he was alive, and he disliked Brother Shilang the most for his expressionless face.

So Shiro hid the finger bone, took a box full of ashes, and on a sunny day with a gentle breeze, went to the attic on the top of the mountain where they first met and sang on the same stage.

He raised his hand and scattered a handful of ashes, and rode the wind back. From then on, for many years, he no longer had any nostalgia like the wind, and no longer had any nostalgia.

So from then on, Huang Silang in front of everyone always had a gentle and humble smile, but it never reached his eyes. So from then on, Huang Silang rarely sang operas, especially Farewell My Concubine. After Cheng Huai passed away,

Even if someone offered him tens of millions of gold as a gift, he would only respond with a faint reply that he could no longer sing.

Huang Silang gradually retired, and a new actor came on stage. The old actor passed away. The new famous actor quickly occupied a full position in everyone's hearts. Except for a very few who were nostalgic, no one remembered him anymore. Except for Huang now, he was actually the famous actor in the past.

Famous actor Huang Silang.

"Then why does he want my head?" After Wu Qiu heard this, he intuitively felt that Huang Silang was a great person, and he felt a burst of admiration in his heart.

"My deduction ability is limited, and I don't know. The only thing I know is that the only thing that can make Shiro angry is that someone else has touched the bottom line about the name Cheng Huai. Huang Silang issued a wanted order in his name, so the girl must come

It made him very angry." Luo Tian touched the back of his head, making a sound like a mosquito.

Wu Qiu pondered for a long time, recalling what Luo Ge and Luo Tian said. Suddenly he remembered something and his face turned pale.

But when she turned her wrist, a white bone instantly appeared in the palm of her hand. I don't know why, but the bone was so shiny that at first glance it looked like a piece of finely carved white jade.

"Could this just be..." The corners of Long Buli's eyes twitched slightly.

Luo Tian and Xuanyuan Yunjing looked at each other, the look in each other's eyes was very subtle.

"When Cheng Huai was cremated, the finger bone that could not be burned." Luo Ge said with a hint of amusement in the corner of his eyes and spoke slowly.

Although Wu Qiu and Long Buli had killed evil people together, they had never seen real corpses. If she knew what this was, her expression would be extremely rich.

Sure enough, Wu Qiu's complexion turned from white to black, from black to green, and then from green to red.

"ah!"

After letting out a shrill scream, Wu Qiu quickly threw the bone away and wiped his hands like crazy.

Unexpectedly, the first time I saw the bones of a dead person was because of my own sin.

Luo Ge caught it steadily, with a smile on his face, he stretched the bone to Wu Qiu's side and made a gesture of handing it back.

"I don't want it, it's disgusting, please take it away!" Wu Qiu immediately closed her eyes tightly, turned around and shouted.

"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. This is the cause of Wu Xiaoyou's planting, and the good or bad fruit must be tasted by Wu Xiaoyou alone." Luo Ge glanced at her with a nonchalant look.

After a pause, he opened his red lips again: "That day, you saw Huang Silang's extraordinary bearing, and you became curious and followed him home. When you saw him wiping this object, he put it to his lips and caressed it with his mouth. He mistakenly thought it was a Laoshizi snack, so he

He snatched it away and left without looking back. But when you first came to this world, you didn’t know that this was a robber’s behavior, and you didn’t know the ways of the world. How could you have expected that wanted order? If it hadn’t been for the good luck of the little friend Wu to meet the little Ah.

Li, after seeing the wanted notice, I quickly took you to this remote place and set up a formation. I'm afraid that you have already been brought to justice by now."
Chapter completed!