"God, because of your death, there is a little light."

"But it's still dark!"

"As I told you before... let's regard the suspicious eyes of others as ghost fires, and use those ghost fires as candles to light up the night road that I must walk."

"You may be able to see the bright sky, or it may still be pitch black."

"Who knows, but you have to do something after all, otherwise, your death will really be in vain."

Li Chenan burned the last handful of paper money and stood up straight.

Then he bowed respectfully: "This farewell may last for several years... I will try my best to come back to see you alive!"

"I will burn some poems for you in front of your grave."

He turned around and stepped forward.

Walk firmly and stand as straight as a gun!

An eagle fell from the sky.

It fell on Xiao Baozi's shoulder.

Xiao Baozi took off a small bamboo tube from the leg of Haidongqing and handed it to Li Chenan.
Chapter completed!