C1 (2/2)

The lights in the room were dim. A dark medicine pot was hanging on the brick bed in the middle of the room. The smell of the medicine filled the entire room. An old man with a sallow face sat on a wooden stool, fiddling with the fire sticks in the fireplace from time to time. He didn't even lift his eyelids when he saw the newcomer, but said coldly, ”You can't be born with Zhuyou, and you won't die in the gates of hell.

Zhang Mou smiled and said, ”I have. It's just that this trip was personally instructed by Master. He said that the debts that you owed eighteen years ago, it is time to pay them back. ”

The elder stood up shakily and slowly walked towards the coffin. The youth carefully supported him, afraid that he would fall down. The elder gently caressed the coffin with a sorrowful look in his eyes as he sighed, ”It has been eighteen years, yet you still came looking for me.” ”Speak, what do you want me to do?”

Zhang Mou rolled his eyes and said, ”My master came to look for you.” He said that on this trip, other than the Fang family's patriarch Fang Geyin, no one else is allowed to leave. ”

Fang Geyin lowered his head and sized up the coffin that the man brought and said: It's her?

The man nodded heavily.

Fang Geyin sighed, and said: ”Yang people do not owe ghosts, I will take over this job.”

As if relieving the heavy burden in his heart, Zhang Mu bowed to the old man like an ancient man, and said: ”Then, my Dragon and Tiger Mountain Sect thanks you.” With that, he turned his gaze to the youth at the side and asked, ”How should I address this young man?”

”He is my grandson, called Faang Wei.”

The man's eyes lit up, ”A mountain crushing Wei Wei, a good name.”

Seeing that Fang Geyin was indifferent, the man did not linger any longer and turned to leave. Out of politeness, Faang Wei went out to send him off, but when the man reached the side of the stream, he suddenly stopped and said to Faang Wei: ”The River of Life and Death, cultivation of White Bone Bridge, young lad, looks like your life isn't as good as expected. It was hard for your grandfather to spend so much effort to raise you to the age of eighteen, but in the future … ”Hee hee …”

Faang Wei was startled, but just as he was about to ask, the man already stepped on the bridge and left.

When Faang Wei returned to his room, he saw his grandfather smoking a cigarette, looking at a piece of jade like item on the brick bed. When he saw that Faang Wei had returned, he immediately put the item away.

Faang Wei reprimanded: ”Grandfather, didn't you promise me five years ago that you would not keep chasing corpses? ”Why did you accept this deal? If your health is not good, you have no way to leave this time!”

”This time, it's not about taking a stroll. It's about repaying the debt.” Fang Geyin looked at the coffin, his eyes filled with grief and grief, ”Even if I have to give up my life, I still want to go.”

”I want to see what exactly is inside. Don't tell me it's a thousand year old corpse!” Faang Wei angrily stepped forward, his hand reaching towards the coffin.

”Don't move!” Fang Geyin shouted and quickly retracted his hand in fright.