As the saying goes, God will give great responsibilities to this people, and their muscles and bones will definitely be taxed...
Ye Linyuan looked at Tang Yunmiao with some resentment.
But I am not the only one who has been given such a big responsibility. Why is it always me who is exhausted?
Tang Yunmiao seemed to know what he was thinking, but she just smiled helplessly, spread her hands and shrugged.
"Stop dawdling."
Shen Ming urged again, then frowned and said, "Master, he is dying."
"What? Say it again?"
Ye Linyuan couldn't help being stunned. He remembered that he met Wan Ce about two months ago.
At that time, he said that he would pass on Zhenxing Wance to himself.
"My master is dying."
Shen Ming said it again seriously, and then raised his hands to everyone: "Elder Tang, Venerable Han, and Miss Wu, please three of us go together."
Ye Linyuan didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and immediately turned to look at Gu Ling'er: "Auntie, stay safe here and don't let Xian Yu and Tu Sheng run around.
Something may happen later... something may happen."
Wan Ce specially chose Yujing for inheritance, and he did not believe that there was no special significance in it.
"Um."
Gu Ling'er nodded, and Ye Linyuan and the other four followed Shen Ming out.
As soon as they left the Meng Mansion, Han Zhuyao led everyone into the sky.
He turned to look at Shen Ming: "Little guy, where is your master?"
"The highest hill outside the south of the city."
As soon as he finished speaking, except for Ye Linyuan, the other three people couldn't help but frown.
Tang Yunmiao deliberately avoided the hill before, but now Wan Ce happened to be on the hill again.
It has to arouse suspicion.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Linyuan felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange: "Is there something wrong with that mountain?"
"No."
Tang Yunmiao immediately replied, turning to look at Han Zhuyao: "Senior Han, why don't you leave quickly?"
"Oh, I forgot about it for a moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, the biting cold wind blew past his ears.
Han Zhuyao led everyone towards the hill outside the south of the city.
Ye Linyuan frowned all the time. He felt that these people were hiding something from him, but he couldn't tell where it was.
When they arrived at the hill, Xingjun, who was originally guarding there, simply closed his eyes and pretended to have fainted.
Han Zhuyao immediately led everyone to land on the top of the mountain.
As soon as he landed, Wan Ce Xingjun's figure appeared in front of everyone.
He was lying on Taishi Zhang's chair, rocking the back of the chair leisurely, holding a goose feather fan in his hand.
He still squinted his eyes slightly, looking down at Yujing's whole picture from top to bottom.
After everyone landed, his posture did not change at all, and he just smiled and said: "Coming?"
"coming."
Ye Linyuan replied, slowly walked to the old man, half-crouched, and moved himself in front of him.
This was the first time that he felt that Wan Ce Xingjun really looked like an old man. Other than that, every time, Ye Linyuan felt that he was like a scheming bastard!
A bastard in every sense of the word.
He once thought that when he gained strength, he would beat this old guy up.
But now that he could beat him at will, Ye Linyuan couldn't do it anymore.
With a trembling voice, he asked tentatively: "Senior, are you... okay?"
"My life is almost over, what else can I do?"
Wan Ce replied casually, as if he had accepted the reality: "Boy, you should know why I asked you to come, right?
No need to waste time.”
"I have no idea."
Ye Linyuan uttered four words, stood up and looked at Tang Yunmiao behind him: "Yunmiao, do you have anything to prolong life?"
This is the time to ask your colleagues for help.
Almost every regular employee’s golden finger reward will come with something of this type.
Although I can’t use it myself, it’s great to share it with other relatives and friends!
"have!"
Tang Yunmiao said something and immediately handed over a glass bottle, which contained an unpretentious black pill: "Essence of longevity, one pill is enough to extend your life for thirty years!"
Ye Linyuan took the glass bottle and handed it to Wan Ce Xingjun, but he raised his hand and pushed it back.
"No."
Wan Ce Xingjun smiled: "I have been dying in this world for hundreds of years and have completed all the things I have to do.
What's the point of living another thirty years if I can only drag my body around?"
"Master!"
Shen Ming suddenly fell to his knees and said, "You haven't seen my disciple ascend to the sky curtain yet!"
Wan Ce shook his head, with a smile still on his face: "Silly disciple, my master can see it more clearly in heaven.
From now on, the head of Ance Pavilion will be handed over to your second uncle, and then it will be you, so don’t let me down."
"Wait a minute!"
Ye Linyuan stood up with the glass bottle in hand, clasped his hands behind his back, and looked at him strangely: "Old man Wan Ce, let me ask you something first."
"My friend, please ask."
"Do you know what's bothering me right now?"
Wan Ce Xingjun squinted his eyes and nodded: "My little friend must be troubling An..."
The moment he opened his mouth, the flow of time suddenly slowed down a lot, and his lips were opened wide, and then slowly closed.
Ye Linyuan was not affected by this. He immediately stretched out his hand behind his back and stuffed the black thing into Wan Ce Xingjun's mouth!
It was late, then it was fast. When the essence of longevity was put into his mouth, the flow of time returned to normal again!
Wan Ce Xingjun's eyes suddenly widened and he wanted to spit out what was in his mouth, but Ye Linyuan held his chin tightly.
Han Zhuyao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that this scene looked familiar...
Tang Yunmiao smiled and said: "This longevity essence melts in the mouth and has already entered the body of the senior."
Hearing what she said, Ye Linyuan let go of his hand, and then smiled at Wan Cexingjun: "Hahaha, old man, you didn't expect that one day you would be tricked by a junior like me, right?"
Mr. Wan Cexing didn't speak, he just closed his eyes and nodded slightly with a smile.
"Thank you, Brother Linyuan!"
Shen Ming did not get up, but still knelt on the ground and bowed to Ye Linyuan: "I can't repay the kindness of saving my master, please accept my bow!"
"Brother Shen, please get up quickly!"
Ye Linyuan hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up: "You and I are brothers, and Mr. Wan Cexing is my senior.
You two have been kind to me. If you hadn't helped me, I would still be in Xianqiong Pavilion counting stars."
"In that case, please ask Brother Linyuan not to blame Master for setting a trap for you."
"Huh? Set up a trap?"
Ye Linyuan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Wan Ce Xingjun with a smile on his face. The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.
Then he saw Wan Ce Xingjun stand up from the recliner with a red face, and thanked him: "Thank you, little friend!
I really don’t want to live anymore, but my friend insists on giving me another thirty years of life, so I have no choice but to accept it shamelessly.”
Now Ye Linyuan finally understood.
The old man thought he could get something to extend his life, but he was too embarrassed to ask for it, so he did it like this!
"Old bastard..."
Ye Linyuan gritted his teeth and cursed: "You deceived my feelings again!"