The Qin family's mansion does not occupy a large area, but except for the four buildings inside, most of the area from the gate is occupied by a garden full of plants.
There are lush green vegetable gardens, grasslands where cattle and sheep are led, and clear artificially dug streams.
These landscapes make the Qin family's mansion look not like a big family, but like a park.
Fang Yu, led by a servant, walked forward unhurriedly.
Although I haven't been here for many years, the Qin family mansion has not changed much.
Fang Yu glanced at the vegetable gardens and grass on both sides, and the image of Qin Wudao when he was young emerged in his mind.
Back then, Qin Wudao was abandoned by his family and was only ten years old.
He was standing on the street begging, with a stubborn look on his face but he had to accept the reality, which is still fresh in my memory.
Only, Fang Yu took Qin Wudao away and lived with him for nearly ten years.
In Fang Yu's mind, Qin Wudao had a very similar personality to his.
But it is a pity that Qin Wudao has no spiritual roots... which means he has no talent for cultivation as the saying goes.
People without spiritual roots are not necessarily unable to practice, but the difficulty of practicing is definitely a hundred times more difficult than for others, and efforts may not necessarily yield results.
Therefore, Qin Wudao himself had no intention to embark on the path of cultivation.
In those ten years, Fang Yu taught Qin Wudao some principles of life and wisdom in dealing with things.
Ten years have passed by in a hurry.
When he was twenty years old, Fang Yu sent Qin Wudao back to the capital and asked him to do what he wanted to do.
Later, Qin Wudao returned to the Qin family, punished those who made him an outcast, and successfully took power, reversing the Qin family's declining trend and rising again.
Today, the Qin family is firmly at the top of the secular world in Beidu.
This is the ultimate that Qin Wudao, as a mortal who cannot practice, can achieve.
"Mr. Fang, the master... is on the second floor of this house." The servant bowed and said.
Fang Yu raised his head and glanced at the building in front of him. It was a small two-story house with an extremely simple appearance.
Fang Yu stepped in.
There was no one on the first floor, so Fang Yu walked directly up the stairs to the second floor.
Ahead is a living room, with two people standing in the living room.
One of them is Qin Lang, who just called Fang Yu, and the other is Qin Yimo, whom he hasn't seen for a long time.
Qin Yimo was wiping tears, but Qin Lang saw Fang Yu at a glance.
"Mr. Fang!" Qin Lang walked forward quickly, his eyes red.
"Where is your grandpa?" Fang Yu asked.
"He is on the balcony...except for you, he no longer wants to see anyone." Qin Lang's eyes were wet and he said, "We can stay here only after we begged him several times before he agreed..."
"Well, I'll go see him. You guys go downstairs and wait." Fang Yu said.
"...Okay." Qin Lang nodded and turned to look at Qin Yimo.
Qin Yimo's eyes were red and swollen. He glanced at Fang Yu, shook his head, and whispered in a tearful tone: "I want to wait here! If grandpa wants to see me later..."
"Go down first. If he wants to see you, I will inform you." Fang Yu said.
Qin Yimo bit her red lips, wiped the tears from her eyes, took a deep breath, nodded, and then went downstairs with Qin Lang.
Fang Yu looked at the balcony in front of him and walked forward.
When they came to the balcony, they could see Qin Wudao lying half on an easy chair, staring blankly at the scene outside the balcony.
His face was covered with wrinkles, he was skinny and old.
Qin Wudao in Fang Yu's memory still stayed at the time when Qin Yimo was one year old twenty-four years ago.
Qin Wudao was in his early sixties at that time, which was considered relatively old among ordinary people.
But at that time, there was no trace of age on his face.
Now twenty-four years have passed, but Qin Wudao can't even see a trace of anger on his face.
This change surprised Fang Yu.
"You're finally here."
Qin Wudao turned his head slightly, looked at Fang Yu, pulled his wrinkled face, and revealed a smile.
"I said I would see you before your life span runs out, and I will never break my promise." Fang Yu said.
"Fortunately, I can still hold on until you get here." Qin Wudao's voice was extremely hoarse.
"It didn't take me long to get here. It only took me about three seconds." Fang Yu said, raised his right hand and said, "Did you see the ring on my finger? This is called the ethereal ring. I embedded it in it.
I created a teleportation spell that can transport thousands of kilometers in a short time."
"Haha... I'm almost dead, and you're poking at my sore spot that I can't practice cultivation." Qin Wudao laughed.
"I didn't mean it." Fang Yu also smiled and said.
Qin Wudao laughed twice and coughed violently.
"I remember when you called me in the first half of the year, you were very angry. It's only been half a year, why did it suddenly happen like this?" Fang Yu asked.
Qin Wudao shook his head, glanced at Fang Yu, and said, "You may not be able to understand... but for mortals, aging is only a matter of a moment."
"I really didn't expect it," Fang Yu said, "I taught you a set of exercise methods before. If you did it well, I expected you to live to be at least ninety-five years old. But you are only over eighty this year.
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"I haven't been able to do that exercise method since five years ago." Qin Wudao said, "Those movements in it are a bit difficult for my old bones."
"That's the problem." Fang Yu said, "You should have persisted."
"Ahem... that's almost it. I've lived for eighty-seven years, that's almost it." Qin Wudao said, "Living towards death, living alone for too long will only increase the pain. This is what you told me."
"That's a relative term." Fang Yu said, "For me, who has lived for thousands of years, immortality is indeed a painful thing. But for someone like you who has been living for more than eighty years, if it is extended to more than a hundred years, it will only
It is a blessing to live a long life."
Qin Wudao smiled, said nothing, and looked at the scenery ahead.
Fang Yu also looked ahead.
In this direction, you can see mountains one after another.
It was evening, the sun was slowly setting, and the clouds in the sky were red.
"Do you really not want to live a few more years?" Fang Yu asked, looking at the clouds in the sky.
"I don't want to think about it anymore... If the Qin family hadn't grown up with outstanding people, I would have followed Qinglian forty years ago." Qin Wudao's face was withered, but his eyes were still clear and bright.
At this moment, his eyes showed a look of reminiscence.
The beautiful figure in his memory has been waving to him.
This time, he didn't want to and couldn't let the other person down anymore.
"I have already made a will. I will pass the title of head of the family to Yimo." Qin Wudao said, "Now the Qin family is still in a precarious situation. If you are willing, please help Yimo."
Speaking of this, Qin Wudao coughed violently.
"Don't worry, I knew what you had in mind when you sent Qin Yimo to Jiangnan to see me." Fang Yu smiled faintly and said, "I will definitely help Qin Yimo."
"My efforts over the years are not enough. The enemies of the Qin family have not been eliminated yet, and there are problems within the family... This is what I am most worried about." Qin Wudao tried his best to turn his head and look at Fang Yu.
"Since I agreed to help Qin Yimo, I will naturally eliminate these enemies." Fang Yu said.
"I shouldn't bother you with these things anymore." After Fang Yu agreed, Qin Wudao breathed a sigh of relief and his voice became much lower, "It's a pity that my energy has been exhausted."
"Human energy is limited, so there is no need to blame yourself because of this." Fang Yu said.
Qin Wudao's eyes were half closed, as if he was extremely tired and about to fall asleep.
But at this time, he seemed to remember something again, turned his head to look at Fang Yu, and asked: "Can a person really go to another place after death?"
"Of course, as long as fate comes, you will definitely meet Qinglian." Fang Yu replied.
"That's good." Qin Wudao turned his head, looked at the sunset gradually setting behind the hillside in the distance, and said slowly, "Thank you, Brother Fang, goodbye."
The title Brother Fang made Fang Yu immediately feel that Qin Wudao had returned to his youth.
But the next second, Qin Wudao's vitality completely dissipated, but Fang Yu came back to his senses.
Qin Wudao closed his eyes with a faint smile on his face, as if he had just fallen asleep temporarily.
"I hope you can really see Qinglian." Fang Yu patted Qin Wudao on the shoulder, turned and left the balcony.