Blind Man Hong's old face turned red, and then his eyes formed by smoke suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace.
With a pop, Blind Man Hong spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his entire decaying body flew up into the sky and fell!
The whole person was in a coma and still couldn't stop. His whole body was twitching endlessly. There was a rattling sound in his throat. He couldn't take a breath and was about to lose his soul!
Zuo Changlu had quick eyesight and quick hands. He supported his body and threw an elixir into Blind Man Hong's mouth. He brought over the three-thousand-year-old ginseng tea that had been brewed and directly pointed the teapot at Blind Man Hong's mouth.
Drink it down.
Then he started to push the blood for Blind Man Hong.
"You come to help too."
Zuo Changlu was obviously afraid that he could not activate his bloodline alone, so he hurriedly called Zuo Xiaoduo.
"Oh well."
Zuo Xiaoduo was also anxious now. This old blind man just took a look at me, why did he die?
Does that mean... I killed him?
What the hell...
It’s like a black pot falling from the sky!
The father and son worked hurriedly for a full quarter of an hour before Blind Man Hong finally woke up, but he was already dying and only looked like he was returning to the light.
He smacked his lips and gave a wry smile: "Old Zuo, you're wasting a good thing for me again... It's useless, my life will be ruined today."
Zuo Changlu sighed: "Old Hong, hold on."
"I can't hold on any longer."
Blind Hong smiled weakly and said: "Under the True Soul Qi Watching Technique, I don't know anything myself. You just need to remember every word I just said. You have memorized it all."
What?"
"Remember it, remember it!"
Zuo Changlu nodded deeply.
Blind Man Hong nodded and smiled comfortingly, and then said feebly: "Old Zuo, it seems that I still have to trouble you with my posthumous affairs... But it doesn't need to be too troublesome. I have no children and no ancestral family.
Grave, just wrap up my dirty bag and find a coffin to put it in. I have already taken care of the graveyard, and it is right here..."
Zuo Changlu held Blind Hong's hand and said: "Brother Hong, you have no children and no ancestral graves are your business. We are brothers, and I, Zuo Changlu, can never let your last death pass.
Cheng left in a miserable state!"
Blind Man Hong smiled bitterly: "This is God's will..."
Zuo Changlu thought for a while and said: "Blind man, if you risk your last life to see the fate of this kid, then this kid owes you a life!"
He thought carefully, walked a few steps, looked up at the sky, extremely complex emotions flashed in his eyes, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said decisively: "...I asked Xiaoduo to die for you and shout out the reincarnation of yin and yang for you.
door!"
Blind Hong's body suddenly shook, his face showed extreme surprise and surprise, and then he slowly shook his head: "Lao Zuo, why bother? Why let the child have an extra cause and effect out of thin air..."
Zuo Changlu said firmly: "This is what it should be."
Then he said: "Xiao Duo, kneel down! Kowtow to your godfather!"
Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned when he heard this order.
I...I have an extra godfather? And...a godfather who is about to die?
But he did not dare to disobey his father's words at all. He knelt down obediently, kowtowed a few times, and shouted: "Godfather!"
Blind Hong looked excited, and tears burst out from his dry eyes: "Good boy... Good boy, I just wronged you, wronged you..."
He trembled and said: "Old Zuo... you said that I don't have any gifts for my children. I feel guilty..."
Zuo Changlu said: "You can rest peacefully, why are you talking about the greeting gift?"
Blind Man Hong smiled contentedly and said feebly: "I, Blind Man Hong... have been lonely, helpless, and childless all my life. I didn't expect that before I died, I would have a godson with a bright future... Old man
Zuo, I am grateful to you..."
He coughed a few times and said: "The few books I kept with you before, as well as my destiny... just give them to Xiao Duo..."
"Xiao Duo...my godfather doesn't have any great skills, and he doesn't have much legacy to leave you...you also know the theory of qi-gaining, but you must not learn my godfather's true spirit qi-gazing technique.
…”
"My birth ring... Ever since the foundation of my cultivation was destroyed and my consciousness was abolished, even I can't open it myself. There are some small things in it... and there are many skills, swordsmanship and swordsmanship...
The hammering technique secret book... It's a pity that my godfather is too useless. Since his cultivation was abolished, he can't practice anything..."
At this point, his eyes suddenly bulged out, and a mouthful of blood finally spurted out.
While struggling, Blind Man Hong suddenly straightened up, pointed his finger at the sky and said sternly: "I will be against you in my next life!"
After saying that, Yangtian fell down, and blood spurted out in large mouthfuls.
But the whole person was no longer breathing.
Blind man Hong died just like that.
Looking at Blind Man Hong's body, Zuo Changlu sighed deeply with deep eyes.
After a long, long time, he stretched out his hand, gently closed Blind Man Hong's eyelids, and murmured: "Brother Hong, you and I are friends in heaven and on earth, in this life and the next... If I let go today, Zuo will be... lonely."
He turned his head, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo, and said, "I'll contact you about all the matters at the mourning hall. I'll see your godfather off tomorrow!"
Zuo Xiaoduo wondered: "Dad, he..."
"This is your godfather!" Zuo Changlu's eyes narrowed and he said softly: "Son, you must remember your godfather!"
Zuo Xiaoduo nodded ignorantly, half understanding, completely unaware of the profound meaning of Zuo Changlu's words!
…
Zuo Changlu covered Xiazi Hong's body with a piece of white cloth.
At this moment, a dark ring on Blind Man Hong's finger suddenly glowed with light, followed by a somewhat illusory appearance. It seemed that the ring would disappear with the passing of Blind Man Hong's life.
But this illusory state only lasted for a moment, and then stopped again.
Then it slowly floated down from Blind Man Hong's finger and stopped in mid-air.
There was another burst of brightness and extinction, and it seemed that there was still the possibility of disappearing at any time.
Zuo Changlu stretched out his hand to grab it, but found nothing. It seemed that the ring did not actually exist.
Zuo Changlu showed an expression of extreme surprise, paused for a moment and then said: "Xiao Duo, I can't touch this ring. It's probably the ring your godfather left for you. You try to collect it and wear it on your hand."
"oh."
Zuo Xiaoduo followed the instructions and stretched out his hand to grab the ring.
Somehow, Zuo Changlu couldn't catch the smoke-like ring, but after Zuo Xiaoduo stretched out his hand, it solidified and fell into Zuo Xiaoduo's hand, with cold tentacles.
"Which finger is it on?"
Zuo Xiaoduo held the ring in one hand and looked at his finger.
"You can't wear it on your index finger, right? The ring finger isn't meant for this, so...the tail finger?"
Zuo Xiaoduo murmured.
Zuo Changlu rolled his eyes: "You decide for yourself."
Zuo Xiaoduo put the ring on his little finger very casually.
The moment the ring was put on Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger, the ring suddenly began to slowly tighten, tightly hugging Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger. Immediately afterwards, Zuo Xiaoduo felt a pain in his finger.
It was as if there were several thorns sticking out of the ring, which penetrated deep into the flesh of Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger, causing him to tremble in pain.
The blood seeped out instantly and poured into the ring, dyeing the entire ring red.
After a while, the ring that looked completely red slowly faded in color and turned into an ordinary off-white ring. Then, even the off-white ring disappeared.
The two father and son looked at each other in disbelief. Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger was empty.
"No...no more..." Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes widened.
"It's rare but strange. Try thinking about that ring." Zuo Changlu's face returned to calmness, but there was an unexpected shock in his tone!
Zuo Xiaoduo thought for a while and kept mumbling: "Ring, ring..."
The off-white ring appeared in response, quietly floating on his finger.
"Wow, so amazing!"
Zuo Xiaoduo was completely shocked now.
"In the future, if you want to use the things inside, you don't need to make the ring appear. Just communicate directly with your mind."
Zuo Changlu felt so relieved that he couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought... this ring is actually the ring of destiny... my destiny..."
"What does the natal ring mean?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked.
"Well, you will naturally understand when you have more experience in the future." Zuo Changlu obviously did not want to explain more.
Instead, he slapped Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder with an excited expression: "As long as you know that you have made a lot of money this time!"
"Make a lot of money?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was confused: "Just such a ring?"
"What do you know? What you don't understand? What you don't understand!"
Zuo Changlu couldn't help but sigh.
I don’t know if I should say that stupid people are blessed.
Anyway, he never expected that Blind Hong would actually leave this ring to Zuo Xiaoduo!
No wonder, Blind Man Hong emphasized two sentences before his death: Benming, Benming...
Zuo Xiaoduo was thinking about opening the ring to see what was inside so that he could make a lot of money, but he found that he couldn't open this inconspicuous ring at all: "Dad, this ring can't be opened either."
"You haven't even condensed your spiritual thoughts, and you want to open this ring? What are you dreaming about?"
Zuo Changlu said: "This is a spiritual ring. You won't be able to open it for a while!"
"oh oh."
Zuo Xiaoduo seemed to understand.
At this time, the door curtain was lifted.
Wu Tiejiang walked in and saw Blind Man Hong's body covered with white cloth at a glance. His burly body shook like chaff: "Brother Zuo... this... this is not Hong..."
"It's him."
Zuo Changlu sighed sadly: "He's gone."
When he first heard the bad news, Wu Tiejiang felt like the world was spinning. Stars were flashing in his eyes. He gasped for air and finally couldn't help but cursed: "Why did this old boy die so early!"
Zuo Changlu's eyes were stern as ever, and he stared at Blacksmith Wu.
Wu Tiejiang sat down with confusion on his face: "It seemed like he was still fine before, let alone... we are still..."
"How do you say you're going to die? Are you still dying here?"
Wu Tiejiang was simply puzzled. He pulled his hair and said, "Isn't this so damn... too sudden? As soon as I came in, I saw a dead person, and it was him... This is really... spicy..."