Chapter 642: The Surname Is Ying

The old blind man's eyes were clear, and his face showed a trace of peace and calmness, and the breath of life had completely dissipated.

The painting was bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, just like when they first met outside the alley. An old blind man was painting silently outside the alley, and from time to time he drank a sip of turbid old wine, which soaked his heart.

The evening breeze outside the house was very gentle, slightly brushing the painting, as if good news had come.

Chen Xun's warm smile deepened, and his eyes gradually looked outside the house: "Sir... the mortal path has been completed, and it is not in vain for the rest of my life. I accept this painting, and let Chen Xun perfect the immortal path in the future."

He carefully put the old blind man on the chair, his eyes calm and focused.

Chen Xun picked up the broom and began to clean the whole house, doing it himself, without using any magic power.

Every dust here is the mark of the old blind man's life, carrying his second half of life.

His movements were light and cautious, as if he was making a final farewell for the old blind man's departure.

Chen Xun was neither impatient nor sad. He just focused on restoring the house to a state of calm and cleanliness. Every action was full of awe for life and respect for the years.

Slowly, the house regained a fresh atmosphere, the dust was gently brushed away, and the light sprinkled on the ground through the window, reflecting a bright light and shadow.

The walls of the whole house exuded a faint wood fragrance, as if the old blind man in memory still existed in this space.

Chen Xun stood quietly in the middle of the house, staring at this small space that had experienced the precipitation of the years.

He understood that the dust would eventually accumulate again, and time would pass mercilessly.

However, he would always keep respect and gratitude for the old blind man in his heart, and that quiet and peaceful state of mind would always accompany him.

Chen Xun bowed solemnly, his eyes were calm, and there was no ripple in his heart.

Perhaps the power of time can really soothe a person's heart. After seeing life and death, he no longer lamented sadness, and only awe and endless peace were left.

Unconsciously, he no longer escaped, no longer felt powerless, and no longer felt sad about the passing of time...

The old blind man was an abandoned orphan. People in the alley didn't know his specific name. This ancestral house had been passed down for a long time. It was said that it existed when Shuangshu Lane was first established.

The neighbors only knew his surname, Ying.

They didn't know anything else. Chen Xun and his friends never got to the bottom of it. When they asked about other people's family affairs, they always called him old gentleman.

Over the years, he had mentioned his affairs to Chen Xun. He wanted to be buried in a green mountain outside the town in the past, and it would be fine to evolve with the world and turn into dust.

But in recent years, his mentality seems to have changed. He wants to be buried under an old tree in the ancestral house. After all, there are no descendants, and it won't disturb others.

Being buried in this small world in his heart is also a good destination.

Night.

For the first time, the old blind man's ancestral house was brightly lit, and many neighbors came to pay their respects and condolences. Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu also began to preside over the funeral. The sound of suona and bells resounded throughout the courtyard, and the fallen leaves bathed in the night wind and gradually withered.

However, the neighbors only came to burn a few incense sticks and left. The old blind man's acquaintances had already passed away one after another. Most of these people were younger generations, not familiar with them, and just walked around.

Xiao He stood silently in the corner with sadness in her eyes, watching the eldest and second brothers perform rituals with great skill. They didn't seem to be sad at all, and their emotions were not much different from those of the fourth brother.

She sighed softly and glanced over slightly. Unconsciously, an inexplicable feeling of wanting to escape appeared in her heart. Suddenly, she found that she didn't like this mortal world too much...

She didn't want to see these neighbors leave one after another in just a few decades. There is a difference between immortals and mortals. The fundamental difference is not in cultivation and vision, but in the life span that can never be escaped.

Xiao He suddenly felt tired of the mortal world, and her expression gradually became gloomy. She didn't want to contact any mortal again, and even the monks wanted to escape.

"Buried~~"

Just as she was lost in thought, a deep voice came from the courtyard. Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu lifted the coffin, and Xiao Chi also stood up and held the coffin, slowly and leisurely sending the coffin into the ground.

The neighbors in the courtyard came in and out, chatting and laughing, and some even said whether to have a banquet and drink some wine to send off the long-lived elder.

At this time, the suspended cars stopped outside the alley, and a group of people walked out of them. They were elegant and easy-going, and there were also people from the rivers and lakes around them with swords. At first glance, they had extraordinary origins, either rich or noble!

This scene shocked the people in Shuangshu Lane so much that their pupils were trembling... Isn't this the old Nie family? !

Twenty years ago, Nie Yu had a small accomplishment in medical skills. He went to a clinic and started as a handyman. He worked there for ten years, then returned to the alley for five years. Finally, he packed his bags and left, and disappeared.

He could become this good after practicing medicine for only five years? ! It completely overturned their cognition. What kind of amazing medical skills did this old man Chen teach him...

"Xiao, Xiao Nie?"

"What Xiao Nie? Call him Doctor Nie!"

"Oh my God... This is Nie Yu, he really returned home in glory."

...

The people around were amazed, their eyes were shining, and they liked Nie Yu. If this kind of talk was spread out, everyone would be proud.

Nie Yu was dressed in green, over thirty years old, with a calm face. He smiled and said, "It's me. I came back to see Old Chen this time. I have opened several clinics in the town, and there are several medicinal fields outside the town."

"If you need to see a doctor or get medicine, you can come to the 'Pingtai Clinic', no need to worry about the price."

"Hey!"

Someone's eyes flashed, and he slapped his forehead fiercely, "So that clinic was opened by Doctor Nie. That clinic has cured many difficult and complicated diseases, comparable to the immortal cultivators!"

"That's not right. The medicinal materials are the cheapest in our city. I heard that the mayor has been there."

...

All the neighbors started to chatter, praising Nie Yu to the sky. After becoming rich, he still knew to come back to see them, the old neighbors, and never forget his original intention!

Especially those suspended cars, some young people were almost drooling at the sight. Treating diseases and practicing medicine really made spiritual stones, comparable to martial arts!

They all had some small thoughts in their hearts. Old Chen is still in the alley now. Although he is old, he is still strong.

If they let Old Chen give some pointers, wouldn't they be able to move into the big city and buy a suspended car in a few years? !

Some people on Nie Yu's side frowned slightly and said nothing.

"Husband..." a dignified woman whispered, "Does Mr. Chen live here? Do you want to take his family here..."

"No need. Mr. Chen is the descendant of a family of doctors. He is indifferent to fame and fortune and is free-spirited. Don't do unnecessary things."

Nie Yu frowned slightly and shook his head, "I haven't learned even one ten-thousandth of his medical skills. I have to walk around more and see more. I came here today just to say goodbye."

"I understand." The woman nodded softly and looked down at the two children on the ground. "When you see Mr. Chen later, you must know the etiquette. Do you understand?"

"I understand, mother!"

The two children nodded with a smile, and they were also very curious about what Grandpa Chen looked like.

"Let's go." Nie Yu walked towards the alley. He looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery around him, sighed softly, and his pace couldn't help but speed up a bit.

Everyone followed behind, with extraordinary momentum, making others envious, and constantly praising, saying that Shuangshu Lane not only produced a chivalrous hero Zhou, but also a miraculous doctor!

Anyway, no matter how exaggerated, as for why, of course it is to build a good relationship. Who doesn't have a family with major or minor illnesses? There will be many people who can rely on him in the future.

When Nie Yu and his family arrived outside the old blind man's ancestral home, they were all stunned...

Old Chen was leading the funeral with Da Hei Niu, one playing the suona and the other shaking the bell. No matter how you look at it, they look like the kind of street performers in the underworld...