Chapter 2152 How Can I Not Send

Chapter 2152 How can I not send

Elder Yang Ge was brought back, lying peacefully on the bed, with disheveled white hair and wrinkled skin. His old face was engraved with vicissitudes and witnessed the wasted years.

Little Yang Lan was lying beside the bed, her little finger was digging her mouth, and she looked at Yang Ge Lao curiously. Although she was thirty-three years old, she was still two or three years old. Where did he go, he didn't know why he was so sad.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, and silently exited the door. Before leaving, he did not forget to instruct Yang Fan a few words to take good care of Elder Yang Ge, and then went to the old tomb.

The imperial concubine is still there, and she is as respectful as before. In the thirty-three years, as a soul body, she has advanced a lot in her cultivation.

Ye Chen looked at the reincarnated Qin Xiong, like an ice sculpture, motionless, the pre-Qin emperor in the past, lying down for hundreds of years, the only breath left is still in the seal.

On one side, the imperial concubine hesitated several times and waited for another thirty-three years. She wanted to ask Ye Chen when she could leave and when she could resurrect Qin Xiong, but she finally didn't ask. When it's time to go, I will go. I have waited for hundreds of years. I don't mind waiting for hundreds of years.

Ye Chen knew her state of mind, but he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

Not long after, he left the ancient tomb, leaving a lot of cultivation experience for the imperial concubine.

At night, the three of Yang Xuan came to the small garden, each carrying a wine jar.

Thirty-three years later, the famous Dugu Swordsman, Chaos Swordsman, and Tiangang Yang Xuan have also shown their old-fashioned attitudes, have lost their edge, and returned to their basics.

This time, the three of them were silent, and they never asked when they could go to the world. It has been gradually buried by the years, and euthanasia is not bad.

It wasn't until late at night that the three of them left. Taking advantage of the moonlight, they left Zhuxian Town. Thirty-three years later, they also wanted to go to the outside world and visit their old friends who were still alive.

In the garden, only Ye Chen was left, holding a wooden block and carving it with one knife at a time.

Early in the morning, the autumn is more intense, and the leaves are falling.

Today, there are not many fortune-tellers, and in the past, Yang Ge, who was always the first to come, may not have been seen for a long time. Maybe he is still lying on the hospital bed. Maybe he locked himself in the room and pulled him. The dilapidated erhu remembers Xia Lan and mourns the past love.

until the third day,

I just saw him on the street, leaning on crutches and holding Xiao Yang Lan.

The people sighed when they saw it.

The warm family of three in my memory, now there are only two left, so sad at first glance.

Grandpa, give it to you!

The little guy is very sensible, innocent and innocent, just like the little Yang Fan back then, with his little toes on his toes, two little hands holding the hot steamed buns, and handing them to Ye Chen, those big bright eyes, like extremely Her mother, Xia Lan, was watery.

As for Elder Yang, he just kept stroking Yang Lan's little head, his father's smile was a bit far-fetched, and his turbid eyes were faintly flickering with tears.

So far, his daughter does not know that her mother is gone.

"Going to the grave again?" Ye Chen buried his head and took a bite of the steamed bun, out of the corner of his eye glanced at the erhu that Lao Yang was carrying.

"She likes to listen." Old Yang Ge smiled hoarsely.

"The deceased is gone, condolences." Ye Chen said flatly.

Yang Ge smiled and said nothing. He took Xiao Yang Lan and walked outside the town. Every step he took was trembling. Compared with his old age, Xiao Yang Lan was full of energy and jumped all the way. Also giggles, like a elf.

Ye Chen has seen her seal more than once, and it is very strong. Thirty-three years have passed, and there is no sign of collapse. Compared with Xia Lan's Yin-Yang Immortal Pattern, it is much stronger.

Time passed, and under the dark night, Ye Chen began to pack up.

Old Yang Ge and Xiao Yang Lan are back, one old and one small, reflecting the twilight light, very desolate, Lao Yang should have seen it, life, old age, sickness and death, the law of nature, unlike before, in front of Xia Lan's grave, One sitting is two or three days.

For many days after that, Ye Chen could always see Lao Yang, he would come to fortune-telling every day, and he would definitely go to pay homage to Xia Lan.

In this way, another three years passed quietly.

In the early morning, Ye Chen put on his clothes early, but he didn't see Yang Ge or Xiao Yang Lan for a long time. He saw Yang Fan and hurried to the pharmacy. When he came out again, he was carrying herbs.

Obviously, Yang Ge was old and fell ill, and he was not too sick.

In this regard, Ye Chen knew very well that after thirty-six years, Yang Ge's old Shouyuan will end.

Sure enough, on the ninth day, Yang Fan came and looked at him with hope, no words needed, his eyes already represented everything, and he expected Ye Chen to see Mr. Yang Ge as a farewell.

Ye Chen got up and was already ready.

The atmosphere in Yang's residence was quite depressing. We all knew that Mr. Yang was getting old and dying. The servants gathered together and talked a lot, sometimes pointing to Lao Yang's room.

When Ye Chen arrived, everyone in the room wiped away tears.

On the hospital bed, Yang Ge was as thin as a wood, lying weakly, his old eyes were dim, his hair was gray, he was already a little confused, his chapped lips were shaking, as if he was mumbling something, until he saw Ye Chen, his The turbid old eyes, only a little more eyes.

Ye Chen stepped forward, raised a chair, and sat beside the bed.

"You're here." Yang Ge smiled, pale and powerless. He wanted to get up, but found that he no longer had the energy, and at the age of ninety-six, he was exhausted.

"The old friend is leaving, how can I not send it." Ye Chen smiled.

"Little friend, you are an immortal!" Yang Ge smiled tiredly.

"If you can guess that I'm an immortal, you're not stupid." Ye Chen said, pointing his finger on the back of Lao Yang's hand, instilling wisps of inner strength, not to prolong his life, but to make Lao Yang less painful, at least, to be able to Before hitting the road, maintain that last bit of sobriety.

"I should have understood." Yang Ge smiled.

"May you cultivate immortals." Ye Chen said lightly, "If you want, I will find someone to seal you."

"Tired." Yang Ge shook his head with a smile.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, he wouldn't force it, Old Yang was in a hurry to reunite with Xia Lan!

"Little friend, give it to the old man again, let's do the math!"

"it is good."

A simple dialogue, the two smiled at each other.

At this moment, Yang Ge Lao's eyes slowly dimmed, and those tired eyes, which finally reflected the last red glow of the setting sun, gradually closed.

Ye Chen sat in front of the bed and didn't move for a long time. Looking at the late Lao Yang, he couldn't help recalling that 36 years ago, when he first came to Zhuxian Town, he had a puzzling relationship with this martial arts master because of a meal with a tyrant. Fate, the two are both teachers and friends, but they are more like a family.

In a flash, the old man was old, and he quietly set off on the road under his watch.

There were loud footsteps outside the door.

The door was pushed open, and Yang Xuan and the others returned from their travels. Unfortunately, they hurry up and hurry up. They still saw their old friend for the last time and just stood on the bedside and sighed.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, got up silently, and left silently.

The moment he stepped out of the room, he did not forget to take a look at Elder Yang, this would be the last one, and the cause and effect between him and Lao Yang would also come to a successful conclusion with this glance.

Soon, cries filled the Yang residence.

Three days later, there was another small grave on the side of Xia Lan's grave, as well as the dilapidated Erhu, lying in the middle of the two graves. Too many people came to worship, and even the ignorant little Yang Lan was frightened. I cried a lot, with tears in my eyes, my father and mother were gone.

One morning, Ye Chen put on his clothes.

It's a pity that I will never see the old man who comes every day again, and my heart is empty.

Old Yang is gone, Yang Xuan and the others are still there, and they come every day.

Looking at the three people who were getting older, Ye Chen realized that there were some things that should be done.

One quiet night, he went to the old tomb again.

This time, they went with Yang Xuan and the others. The three of them are already late, and their lifespan is short. I don't know how many years they will have to wait. If they want to leave alive, they need to be sealed.

"Who is buried in this tomb?" Thirty-six years later, the three of them finally asked this question. Because of this ancient tomb, there was a bloody storm that year.

"The pre-Qin emperor." Ye Chen said lightly

When the three heard it, they were all stunned. Although it was an accident, they were not too shocked. Even immortals in this world could have them, so what is there to be shocked by? At this age, it is not surprising.

After entering the main tomb, the expressions of the three of them were quite strange.

They understand the pre-Qin emperor who was buried, the body of the pre-Qin emperor is still preserved, and they can understand, but the concubine Yinyue is still alive, which is a bit unexpected. The strange woman who was famous all over the world was actually a fairy. The ancient tomb has been guarded by the pre-Qin emperor for hundreds of years, and it is right next to Zhuxian Town. The funny thing is that they don't even know it.

In this regard, Ye Chen also sighed.

The three of Yang Xuan knew that he was an immortal, but they didn't tell Yang Ge Lao, so that Lao Yang didn't know it until he died; and Yang Ge Lao, who knew the secret of the ancient tomb long ago, did not tell them, if it hadn't entered the ancient world tonight Tomb, most of the three people are still in the dark.

"I have seen senior." The three of them bowed their hands and bowed respectfully. In terms of seniority, Concubine Yinyue is indeed a senior. During this period, how many generations are there?

"No need to be more polite." Concubine Yinyue chuckled. Although she was in the ancient tomb, she often went out for walks. She had heard the names of the three of them, and they were quite prestigious in the arena.

"Seal the three of them." Ye Chen, who was silent, finally spoke.

"Understood." Concubine Yinyue understood, and immediately drew spiritual power, gathered it in the palm of her hand, and transformed it into a rune, which was the sealing method of Ye Chen's teaching in the past, which was quite mysterious.

"That, does it hurt?" Yang Xuanqian said with a smile.

The imperial concubine smiled without saying a word, only raised her hand lightly and brushed the three of them.

The three of them stumbled, only to feel dizzy and confused, and then they each fell down, closed their eyes, and slowly fell into a deep sleep. Perhaps, when they woke up again, they were already a hundred years old, like The pre-Qin emperors would miss an era.

Ye Chen placed the three on the stone bed, then turned and left.

Under the moon, he walked slowly, and stopped for a long time in front of the graves of Yang Ge Lao and Xia Lan.

Lying in it are his two old friends, who will also be his in-laws.

It's a pity that they, being parents, can't wait for their daughter to marry.

Speaking of Xiao Yang Lan, Ye Chen once thought of bringing her to a seal, but this idea was finally dismissed. Lao Yang and Xia Lan have passed away, but Yang's house is still there, Yang Fan is still there, these are her relatives, if If it really wants to be sealed, the demon must come in person.