Thinking of this, Bai Zhile looked at Xu Luo with increasingly grateful eyes, and his lips moved as he wanted to say something.
It's just that at this moment, his energy and energy are flowing away rapidly, and it's difficult to even speak.
Xu Luo casually took out a few pieces of spiritual dew, scattered them and blended them into his body, then scolded him out of anger.
"Although I'm not a good person, I always do what I say. The deal between you and me hasn't been completed yet. How come all the cats and dogs are bothering you?"
These words are more or less pretentious, just to bully Bai Zhile into not being able to see his realm, so that he can feel at ease before he dies.
As the spiritual dew blended in, Bai Zhile's pale face had revealed traces of strange flushing.
Xu Luo finally stopped what he was doing and looked at the green silk mushrooms above his head that were completely exposed. He subconsciously felt disgusted and reached out to pull out the two green silk mushrooms.
Bai Zhile was about to die soon, so he thought this thing should be mature.
Unexpectedly, Bai Zhile seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. He didn't know where the strength came from and grabbed his wrist with his withered hands.
"Don't, don't, senior, don't be impulsive, don't let this junior suffer all in vain..."
At this point, there was only a series of gasping sounds left in his throat, but the palm was still unable to rest on Xu Luo's wrist.
Xu Luo looked at his face that was completely twisted in pain, and finally retracted his palm.
As if getting to know Bai Zhile again, Xu Luoding looked at him for a while and then suddenly showed a serious expression.
"as you wish!"
Bai Zhile gasped loudly for a while, seeming to have regained some strength and smiled with relief.
"Although the maturity time of green silk mushrooms is uncertain, based on Qingchuanfang's many years of experience, the quality is particularly good if you pick them when the host is completely exhausted and the spirit is about to leave!"
Xu Luo now really admires this person.
To be able to laugh so calmly when he is about to die is enough to surpass 99% of the people in this world!
But thinking of the word experience he just mentioned, even though Xu Luo has long been indifferent to matters of life and death, he can't help but feel a touch of sadness.
This so-called experience seems to be weeping red from the inside out, and I don’t know how many bones and souls are buried underneath?
Bai Zhile took out an exquisite spiritual boat from his arms and threw it into the sea. Before Xu Luo could react, he rolled off the tide-watching platform.
Just as Xu Luo was about to reach out and grab him, Bai Zhile was already lying on his back on the enlarged boat, waving helplessly upward.
"Junior's father has already made arrangements with Xiaoya. Senior doesn't need to worry too much. But if Xiaoya is lucky enough to be a disciple in the future, I hope senior will take more care of her."
Xu Luo didn't speak, just sighed and nodded.
Bai Zhile let countless raindrops pour on his body. He raised his head and stared at the dark sky, with countless memories and confused expressions flashing in his eyes.
Xu Luo did not disturb him again, and allowed the small boat to quickly disappear into the rocks below the bamboo building driven by the wind and waves.
It was like God had opened a big hole, the rain became more and more violent, and various strange-shaped rocks blocked Xu Luo's sight.
Xu Luo frowned, and looked towards the boat again with scarlet runes in his pupils.
To be honest, he didn't want to look at anything at this time and quietly disappeared from everyone's sight. This may be Bai Zhile's last bit of self-esteem.
However, the requirements for picking the green silk mushrooms are fleeting. If he misses the opportunity, Bai Zhile, who has always wanted to leave the green silk mushrooms to Xiaoya, will probably die in tears!
The violent storm swept up huge waves, which crashed onto the rocks and flowed down the ravine.
The boat was like a withered leaf, floating up and down.
But Bai Zhile turned a blind eye to all this, staring at a giant sword-shaped rock in front of him like a demon.
The heavy rain soaked him all over. At this moment, all the flesh and blood on his body had withered and disappeared, and the bones were protruding out of his clothes.
But at this time, Bai Zhile's haggard face actually showed a look of excitement, and he reluctantly sat up, as if he wanted to move the boat closer to the rocks.
Fortunately, the wind and waves happened to push the boat a little bit in that direction.
Until he hit the rock with a clang, Bai Zhile suddenly stretched out his palms to grasp the rock firmly, and stood up little by little.
The boat was rocking unsteadily, and he had to lean most of his body on the rocks.
Before he could completely stand still, Bai Zhile started groping up and down the reef with his hands.
Finally, he scratched a shallow scratch on the rock, and Bai Zhile's wrinkled face showed a smile from the bottom of his heart, as if he had found some rare treasure.
Regardless of his body shaking, he stretched out his palms tremblingly and made a few gestures.
The scratch was right on his waist, and he suddenly laughed like a child.
"Father, Le'er has grown taller!"
As he murmured at the corner of his mouth, Bai Zhile's body shrank rapidly as if his wish was over. The hair on his head was washed away by raindrops, revealing the rapidly growing green silk mushroom.
Bai Zhile ignored it, stroking the scratch over and over again, murmuring words that only he could hear clearly.
Suddenly a big wave hit, and Bai Zhile stumbled. He quickly turned around and leaned his back firmly against the scratch.
As the waves rolled, he seemed to feel that his whole mind was floating, and a scene engraved in his heart appeared in front of him.
A gentle woman stood on the beach not far away, looking at the rocks with an angry smile on her face.
The tall man with a somewhat bookish air was treading water and lifting a young child above his head, with a sly smile on his face.
The child let out a clear and cheerful laugh, and the dagger slashed across the giant sword-shaped rock...
Bai Zhile's eyes showed a pure smile that he hadn't seen in a long time, very much like that young child, his throat roaring as he squeezed out the last words of his life.
"Father, that day is actually my happiest day..."
The sad look in Xu Luo's eyes flashed away, and he immediately became extremely cautious and pointed towards the boat.
The Xuanming River winds like a spiritual snake. It rolls up the green silk mushroom that is about to escape from Bai Zhile's completely dried corpse, and then disappears over the reef in an instant.
Xu Luo slowly opened his palm, and two mushrooms the size of a baby's fist were lying in his palm, but these ghosts were not honest enough to grow mycelium, trying to penetrate into the flesh.
Taking out two jade boxes, Xu Luo first put away the green silk mushrooms, and then looked towards the direction of the boat again.
As the green silk mushroom disappeared, Bai Zhile's body seemed to be weathering and decaying. When the rain washed away, it turned into black mud and accumulated on the bottom of the boat.
Xu Luo moved his palms, trying to collect the remaining remains of him for burial.
But thinking about Bai Zhile's search action just before his death, he stopped again. It may be that completely merging with this reef was Bai Zhile's last wish.
The Impermanent Knife at his waist suddenly cut through the rain curtain and fell on the boat like lightning.
The whole body of the boat shuddered slightly and then fell apart silently, as if its keel had been removed.
Black mud mixed with rainwater quickly spread in the sea, and finally disappeared.
But Xu Luo frowned, and another strange copper lock appeared in his palm. This thing was not crushed by the sword energy?
Sensing the rapidly dissipating Qi above, Xu Luo understood that this should be Bai Zhile's companion.
He turned the bronze lock over and saw a line of small characters engraved on the back, and his body suddenly felt like it was struck by lightning.
After a while, Xu Luo carefully put away the copper lock. Looking at the careful look, it seemed that it was more precious than the green silk mushroom.
Bai Xiaoya still sat cross-legged, with the weaving shuttle flying up and down around her tirelessly.
As soon as Xu Luo opened the door, the weaving shuttle suddenly trembled violently like a frightened beast.
Xu Luo was not Bai Zhile, and he would not be used to it. With a flick of his finger, Xuan Ming Changhe, a divine dragon, swung its tail and swatted the shuttle far away like a ball.
Xu Luo carefully inspected Bai Xiaoya's body with his eyes and felt relieved after confirming that her body was changing its foundation.
Seeing the belt placed next to the pillow, Xu Luo knew that this was all the belongings Bai Zhile left to her.
He thought for a while, took out the two jade boxes in his arms, pressed them gently on his belt, crushed the spirit dew and carefully blended it into Bai Xiaoya's body before leaving.
Mr. Bai was getting older and would always toss and turn during the night when he went to bed. Perhaps to make it easier to get up at night, a dim fish oil lamp was lit in the corner of the room.
Xu Luo appeared in the room like a ghost.
Seeing that the old man's eyebrows were still furrowed even in his sleep, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, took out the copper lock from his arms and hung it quietly beside Master Bai's bed.
The copper lock rotates slowly in the air according to its inertia, and the dim candlelight reflects the small lines of characters.
I have a Qilin son, which is the greatest happiness in the world...
The rain was getting heavier, and the slap on my face actually hurt.
Looking at the bamboo building that seemed to have been submerged in the violent storm, Xu Luo's dark pupils flashed with a trace of reluctance, but he knew that he should leave.
When you are in darkness, your heart is toward the light!
This is what an old man with yellow teeth taught Xu Luo back then. It will always benefit him a lot when he is confused on the path of spiritual practice.
Born towards death from the eyes of water, the lost energy and blood are regained.
There is also Master Bai who teaches people how to behave every day, and Xiaoya who never speaks a complete word but studies seriously.
Even Bai Zhile, who was extremely stubborn when he was young and whose heart was as high as the sky, was able to wake up and die generously...
Each of these vivid stories and hardships also made him realize something hidden in his heart.
After going through the disaster, can I still keep my original intention and hope for the bright future?
Xu Luo suddenly raised his eyes to look at the sky. It was obvious that the red moon had been covered by dark clouds and rain, but two full moons were strangely reflected in his red pupils.
He stared at it for a long time and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Wrong, wrong, it should be to survive the disaster and stay bright forever!"
These words seemed to be spoken to oneself, but also seemed to be spoken to the sleeping Master Bai, and to Bai Zhile who was fused with the sea below.
As his words were drowned by the heavy rain, Xu Luo's figure also disappeared into the night.
But the endless green light rose instantly, covering the entire bamboo building. It wasn't until a mournful scream came from Bai Xiaoya's room that the green light disappeared instantly...