Chapter 408 Visitors from outside the region.
"well……"
aside.
A slim girl of thirteen or fourteen sighed. Although her skin color was slightly darker and her appearance was not outstanding, her eyes were exceptionally bright.
"Brother Gu."
“Sister Ayin’s house has piled up a mountain of firewood!”
The little girl is Grandma.
Although her cultivation talent is not top-notch, she has a persistence and perseverance in her bones. Just like she did with that piece of meat back then, she naturally puts in her best efforts in cultivation. Coupled with Gu Han's unsparing help, her cultivation has already improved. After entering the Lingxuan realm, if Gu Han had not deliberately controlled it, he might have been able to advance to two major realms.
"You do not understand."
After listening to what A-nan said.
Gu Han smiled.
"I am practicing."
"Chopping firewood counts?"
"certainly."
Gu Han kept moving.
"Chopping firewood, cooking, embroidering... these are all considered spiritual practice."
Nearly ten years of mortal life.
He has completely lost his previous sharpness, and his temperament has become more simple and reserved. Anyone who sees him will regard him as an ordinary mortal.
"Brother Gu."
Grandma didn't understand.
"Were you a monk before?"
Under Gu Han's indoctrination.
She is no longer the ignorant little girl she was back then. She has a certain understanding of the spiritual world and understands that there are really no immortals in the world, only monks.
"yes."
Gu Han nodded.
"Are you great?"
"Okay."
"How powerful?"
Grandma became interested instantly.
Ever since she was little, Gu Han has been her only idol.
"remember?"
Gu Han thought for a while.
"I told you, those geniuses, and the geniuses..."
"Wow!"
Grandma looked full of admiration.
"Brother Gu, you turn out to be a genius, you are so awesome!"
"No."
Gu Han shook his head.
"I specialize in killing talented people."
Grandma:……
puff!
A chuckle came.
The witch walked out of the hut, glanced at Gu Han angrily, and then came to her with a gentle expression. She dusted him off skillfully and carefully, "I'll make you a new dress. I'll make it for you in a while." Try it on."
Said.
He handed a robe to Gu Han.
Although it is still made of coarse cloth, the stitching is fine and the tailoring is decent. It is obvious that a lot of thought has been put into it.
"snort!"
Grandma was a little dissatisfied.
"Sister Ayin is so partial!"
"I made one for you too."
"whee."
A'nan's face changed instantly and she beamed with joy, "Thank you, sister Ayin, I know you are the best to me!"
Also at this time.
The old man walked in from outside carrying a fish basket.
In the past, when he met Gu Han, he would always talk about the betrothal gift for a while. Even later, Gu Han got used to it. If he didn't listen to it for a day, he would always feel that something was missing. But today, the old man was a little unusual. Not only did he not talk about it, he didn't even say anything. Say something.
Put down the fish basket.
He sat on a wooden pier and gave the witch a loving look.
"Ayin."
"Today is the last time grandpa catches fish for you."
Hear the words.
A hint of paleness suddenly appeared on the witch's face.
this day.
Still here?
"Why?"
On the contrary, it was Grandma who didn't understand, so she asked.
The old man sighed.
"Grandpa, I'm leaving."
Anyone who has died will feel the end of his life, and he is no exception.
over the years.
With the secret help of the Witch and Gu Han, although he has no cultivation qualifications, he is immune to all diseases and is strong and healthy. Although his life span is limited, it cannot be changed. A strong man like Fu Dahai, who is in the Ascension Realm, There is no other way but to rely on the longevity fruit, not to mention he is a mortal?
"Walk?"
Grandma didn't understand.
"Where to go?"
The old man smiled and did not answer. Instead, he looked at Gu Han.
"How long have you been visiting the countryside?"
"More than nine years."
Gu Han's tone was a little low.
He had experienced it personally, and no one knew better than him the feeling of being helpless when his life was approaching.
"Nine years."
The witch whispered: "Seven months and three days."
"This kid Ayin."
The old man seemed to be lost in memories.
"Life has been hard since she was a child. My parents were gone a long time ago. I got a serious illness and almost lost my life. In the past, I, a bad old man, could still take care of her, but now even I have to leave... from now on. Who will take care of her..."
Gu Han was in a daze for a moment.
On that day.
In that illusion.
Mo Chenyin's grandfather said the same thing when he was dying.
In fact, Ah Yuan is also good.
Mo Chenyin.
The experiences of the two are surprisingly similar.
"I!"
He looked directly at the old man.
"I can take care of her!"
"You are dishonest!"
The old man laughed and scolded: "Don't think I don't know. Every now and then, you take my Ayin secretly to admire the moon... Haha, are you appreciating the moon? Old man, I just turn a blind eye. Are you really Think I’m confused?”
Gu Han was funny and sad at the same time.
This old man turns out to be a genius.
"today."
The old man stood up slowly, took the witch's hand and placed it in Gu Han's hand.
"I leave Ayin to you."
"grandfather……"
The witch felt sour in her heart.
Although she had known this day would come, she still couldn't accept it.
"do not worry!"
Gu Han held her hand tightly.
"I will take good care of her!"
"Where's the stuff?"
The old man was a little dissatisfied.
"I've been chanting in your ears for ten years, and you're not ready yet?"
bride price.
He has been talking about it for ten years, and it has become an obsession in his heart.
It is also the only obsession.
"grandfather."
The witch glanced at Gu Han.
"Actually no..."
"have!"
Gu Han suddenly nodded.
He didn't want the old man to leave with regrets.
The long sword doesn't fit.
Pills and the like are not suitable either.
Think about it.
He took out a tawny bodhi seed from his arms and handed it to the old man.
"Old man, do you think it's okay?"
This Bodhisattva.
He had already taken it out.
After studying it for nearly ten years, he still couldn't find any clues. He suspected several times that he had been deceived by the old monk.
"become!"
The old man laughed.
"As long as you have the will! You kid, you didn't show it earlier!"
Said.
He snatched the Bodhi seed and handed it into the hands of the witch.
"Okay, no regrets!"
"Without my old man, you two can go enjoy the moon freely!"
After doing this,
He seemed a little tired, so he sat on the wooden pier again, glanced at the fish basket, then at the witch, and warned gently: "Eat it while it's fresh."
Say it.
His eyes closed gently and passed away suddenly.
Wow.
Grandma cried instantly.
She already understood what had happened. Seeing the old man who was like her own grandfather pass away, she could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart.
A hint of sadness flashed in Gu Han's eyes.
One life.
The vegetation is full of autumn.
The most difficult thing is separation in life, and the most painful thing is separation in death.
For the first time, he experienced the distress and helplessness of being a mortal.
In my mind.
The seed that he had been polishing for ten years quietly burst and gave birth to a bud.
…
Within the forbidden area.
In front of the hut.
The old man held the wooden stick in his hand, motionless. Since Chongming left, he has maintained this posture, motionless.
suddenly.
He seemed to sense something.
His head tilted slightly for a moment, looking into the depths of the forbidden area.
In an instant.
A trace of overbearing sword intent emitted from his body. Within a radius of a hundred feet, huts, mist, bones... everything was strangled by the sword intent and turned into powder!
"not enough."
He whispered.
Then no longer pay attention to the situation in the distance.
Deep in the forbidden area.
With Luo Wushuang and Gu Tian leaving, the swirling portal had been calm for several months, but now it suddenly started to tremble violently. In the rolling mist, one after another figures came out and set foot on this continent. …
