My master is the coffin

Chapter 326 Dutiful Son
In fact, we didn't pay much attention to what my uncle said.After all, when people are old, when they are close to death, it is inevitable to be suspicious.

After dinner, we lay down tired.

Ladies first, Wushuang sleeps on the bed with clothes on.The abbot and I played the floor.

Wushuang closed his eyes and said silently, "Xu You, are you going to see Lao Hei tomorrow?"

I also closed my eyes and said, "I can't wait to see Lao Hei now, but I'm really tired. How long have we been tossing around?"

The abbot said: "It's been a week since I came out of the underworld."

I nodded and sighed: "It's been almost a week, and there's still no news from the skinny guys. I'm getting more and more worried now, is that snake lying to me, but there's no need for him to lie to me."

We chatted with each other like this, and after a while, we gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, we had breakfast, said goodbye to our cousin, and started to look for Lao Hei.

Mrs. Zhang's tombs are still there, but there are neither souls nor corpses inside.It's literally dead.

We stayed at the grave for a while.Then he walked in the direction of Old Hei.

There are lush trees growing there.We stood on the ground and shouted at the tangled old tree: "Old Hei, we are here to see you."

The old tree didn't move at all, it just swayed a few times with a gust of wind.

Wushuang looked at the tree, stabbed it with a mahogany sword, and said, "Old Hei must have died. Or, he escaped?"

I thought for a while and said, "Probably not. This tree has grown with him, and both will be damaged and all will be prosperous. If the tree is still alive, Lao Hei should still be there."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a burst of hearty laughter coming from behind the tree.Then came the voice of Old Hei: "Xu You, after this experience, you are indeed quite meticulous. How about it, did you kill Pluto?"

I watched Lao Hei come out from behind the tree.He couldn't help but took a step back, only to realize in the next second that this was not his real body, but just a divine thought.

I looked at Lao Hei and asked vigilantly, "Are you still out of trouble?"

Lao Hei nodded, his expression became a little sad: "Wen Yu won't save me, how could I get out of trouble?"

Then he sized us up and asked eagerly, "Where's Wen Yu? Why didn't he come with you?"

We were all silent, but Lao Hei suddenly became very anxious and asked, "Did something happen to Wen Yu? Tell me. Talk."

Although I know it's just a divine thought, it's impossible to hurt us.However, we were still a little startled by his yelling.

Then, I briefly explained the situation of the snake at the bottom of the well.After hearing this, Lao Hei laughed a few times, and then said, "So that's the case, so that's the case. If you say that, Wen Yu should be safe and sound."

I asked Lao Hei, "Where is Wen Yu now?"

Old Hei shook his head: "I don't know." Then, he said hopefully: "I don't know where she is now, but he will come back to look for me soon, it's fate, she can't escape."

I saw that Lao Hei's words were full of confidence, and when I thought of Wen Yu's tragic self-harm, I couldn't help worrying about her.

Old Hei asked us a little excitedly: "According to what you said, you killed the wizard?"

Wushuang nodded: "Yes, it was thrown into the Soul Transformation Pond."

Old Hei nodded, with a smile on his face: "Not bad, not bad."

Then he looked at me with a smile.It seems to be very proud.Suddenly, he withdrew his smile again.He began to frown and mutter: "This thing seems a little too easy..."

Wushuang pointed to the abbot and asked Old Hei, "Do you still know him?"

Old Hei sneered: "Of course I know him. If it wasn't for me, this kid would have died long ago."

The abbot was also confused and asked Lao Hei: "Where tell me, who am I?"

Old Hei looked at the abbot strangely: "You don't know?"

The abbot shook his head blankly: "I don't know."

Lao Hei suddenly made a look of sudden realization.Then he said lightly, "I don't know either."

Then, his figure flashed, disappeared behind the old tree, and never appeared again.

I looked at all this in amazement, not knowing what he meant.I called Lao Hei: "Come out, I have something to ask you. Who are those people who look exactly like me? Did you already know about the demon way?"

Old Hei didn't make any more sound.

I was so angry and anxious that I picked up the mahogany sword and chopped down the old tree.Then, as if the tree had some kind of spirituality, one branch was cut off, and another branch grew immediately.

Wushuang grabbed me and said, "Forget it. Hei is locked up, and there is no way to deal with us. We can't kill him either. Let's go back and rest, and find news about Wen Yu and the others. Don't wait for Wen Yu to accidentally kill Hei. Let it out and then worry about it.”

I nodded, and Wushuang Zhang and the other three walked back dejectedly.During this trip, apart from getting news that Old Hei was still locked up.For the rest, nothing was found.

This trip we come fast, go fast.It was not yet noon when we arrived at Dasheng Village.

There was a man at the entrance of the village, carrying a big bag, walking in a hurry.

We saw that he was full of anxiety, as if there was something urgent that was bigger than the sky.When he walked past us, I clearly heard him muttering: "It's over, it's too late. It's over, it's going to be late."

We followed behind him strangely: "What do you mean? Is it late?"

We followed him to the entrance of the village.The man stood devoutly on the ground.I looked at my watch.Then I walked ten steps to the east and ten steps to the south.Afterwards, the position where he was standing happened to be the main road of traffic in Dasheng Village.

Then, the man fell to his knees with a plop.He took out stacks of paper money from that bag, and started to burn the paper while burning.While weeping and crying: "Dad, get well soon. Dad, why are you still not well?"

While burning paper money, the man stretched his neck and glanced around.I was dumbfounded.

I looked at Wushuang: "Listen to him, is his father sick? Is he still alive?"

Wushuang nodded: "It seems that he is not dead yet."

I said suspiciously: "Is it appropriate to burn paper money here when people are still alive?"

We are talking.Suddenly, a man carrying firewood came by the side of the road.This man was sweating profusely walking under the scorching sun, looking very hard.

The person who was kneeling on the ground to burn paper money, cried louder, it was earth-shattering: "Dad, wake up. Don't die, Dad..."

The man carrying the firewood looked at the dutiful son who was burning the paper money, and stopped involuntarily.He wanted to say something, but he shook his head and walked on.

Unexpectedly, just as he took a step, the filial son grabbed his clothes: "Help my dad. I beg you, save my dad."

The man carrying the firewood looked very embarrassed, and he said anxiously: "My old man, I am just a woodcutter, how can I manage your father's business?"

Then he hurried forward.The filial son refused to let go, and while the firewood-carrying man was not paying attention, he stretched out his hand and pulled the firewood off his back.

The man carrying the firewood was in a hurry and bent down to carry the firewood.

At this time, the filial son did not know where to bring out a bowl of soup.He said to the woodcutter: "Brother, it's cold, mung bean soup, drink it to quench your thirst."

It was obvious that the woodcutter wanted to go.But he looked thirsty again.After hesitating for a while, he still picked up the bowl of mung bean soup, raised his neck, and drank the bowl of mung bean soup.

He wiped his mouth and handed the bowl to Xiaozi: "Thank you, thank you." Then he turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, the filial son grabbed the clothes of the firewood man, knelt on the ground, and cried, "You drank my mung bean soup, at least you can save my father."

The woodcutter was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected the filial son to make such a move.He reluctantly looked at Xiaozi, then sighed.Stretching his hand into his bosom, he took out two pieces that looked like tree roots.Handed it to the filial son, and said: "I went to the mountain to chop firewood these two days, and finally got these two pieces of herbs. I planned to keep them for myself in the future. However, seeing that you are in such a hurry, I have to give them to you. Hey, big It’s a hot day, I’m afraid we’ll have to go up the mountain tomorrow.”

The kid said a lot of thanks.Then he took two pieces of tree roots and ran away as if flying.

(End of this chapter)