Afterwards, He Ling brought a fox and a dog back to the village where he lived before. He Ling originally had only one spirit beast, Qing'er, and Qing'er could change in size, so naturally she didn't need a spirit beast bag. So it was a bit troublesome to carry the fox and the dog at this moment. The red fox was okay, it was not big to begin with, but the black dog was the size of a tiger, so naturally there was no place for it on the magic sword. So this time, the black dog could only follow behind. Fortunately, the black dog was a spirit beast, so as long as its spiritual power was not exhausted, its physical strength would not be exhausted. Relying on the elixirs that He Ling brought along along the way, it only took him about three days to run back to the village.

The black dog was so tired that it stuck out its tongue. It first returned to the thatched hut where it lived before, and then found that a thorny vine surrounded the hut. He Ling recognized the thorny vine as the Peak Tail Thorn Vine at a glance. Then she remembered that when Baoquan had just appeared, she had cultivated a Peak Tail Thorn Vine for self-protection. At that time, this thorny vine had been in the corner of the backyard, and He Ling had forgotten about it over time.

He Ling had an idea, and a flying sword flew out from his waist. Just when it was about to touch the thorny vine at the end of the peak, it stopped.

She looked at the thatched hut surrounded by vines, a trace of nostalgia flashing in her beautiful eyes, "Never mind, this is fine."

With a wave of her hand, the flying sword fell into the storage bag. Then she looked at a small mound next to the thatched hut. The mound had been unattended for such a long time that it was already covered with moss and weeds. With a move of her white jade-like fingers, a layer of soil on the mound was automatically peeled off, and pieces of soil on the ground automatically covered the mound. In the blink of an eye, a brand new mound appeared before her eyes.

He Ling didn't care about the ground and sat down directly. He took out a bottle of white porcelain wine, which was the Hundred Fruit Spirit Wine that Lei Liyan had drunk. He poured it slowly in front of the small mound. He Ling was stunned for a while before getting up.

The person is gone, and the living are still like this. She didn’t understand what it meant before, but now she is gradually understanding the meaning of it.

.................

In front of an earthen-tiled house, a snot-nosed child was playing with mud with a smile on his face. Just as he had molded the mud in his hands into the shape of a turtle, he saw a pair of plain white shoes standing in front of him. He looked up at the figure and was stunned.

He Ling put her hand in front of him and waved it, but the child didn't even blink. She sighed in her heart that the child had hysteria at such a young age.

"Little friend, is Li Erniu's home here?"

The child finally reacted. He looked at He Ling, his face flushed red, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

He Ling repeated it again, and the child stammered, "You...are looking for grandpa, what's going on?"

"Grandpa?" He Ling suddenly realized that he had reached this age. "Is your grandpa here?"

The child shook his head with a hint of sadness, "Grandpa died five years ago."

He Ling was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath and said, "Then do you know where your grandfather is buried?"

In a cemetery, He Ling stood in front of a grave.

The tomb of my father, Li Erniu. Looking at the tombstone, He Ling sighed slightly. No matter how much suffering and misunderstanding there were before, it now seemed that they were just tea leaves with a hint of astringency. When he drank it for the second time, he could no longer feel the bitterness, but only the charm and fragrance.

I stood in front of the tombstone for a while, until it was dark, and then left.

At night, Li Erniu's daughter and son-in-law finished their day's work and returned home. Li Erhua was the only daughter of the Li family, so it was naturally impossible for her to marry out. They found a son-in-law who lived with the family, and their son also took Li Erhua's surname. Fortunately, the son-in-law was hardworking and treated Li Erhua well, so Li Erniu did not have many regrets when he left.

At this time, Li's mother had just finished preparing dinner. The family was sitting around the table with smiling faces. Suddenly, three sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and then the family saw three golden objects floating onto the dining table. They turned out to be three pieces of gold. Everyone was a little confused. How could gold suddenly rain from the sky?

Then a female voice came, "Use more for good and less for evil, and take care of yourself."

He Ling had no idea how the Li family members reacted next. She had already left the village and headed to the market.

I came to a drugstore again. There were three big characters on the signboard - Jirentang. Compared with my memory, this drugstore was a bit bigger now. There were even two majestic stone lions at the door. You have to know that in this era, stone lions represented government and imperial power. Daring to put stone lions in front of the door at least meant that it had a relationship with the government.

He Ling didn't knock on the door, but stepped on the flying sword and entered the courtyard. Although Jirentang is still a medicine shop, the backyard has become a mansion, and there is even a pond and rockery.

People were coming and going in the courtyard, and the maids were rushing back and forth between rooms, with voices heard from time to time.

"Master, I'm almost done."

"Hush, don't talk nonsense. If others hear you, they will think you are cursing the master."

The room was decorated quite luxuriously. Li Yishan was dying at the moment, and it was obvious that he was breathing in more than out.

By the bed, there was a vigorous man with a strong build and a square face. He looked like a good guy the moment he appeared in a TV drama.

Next to him was an old woman in gorgeous clothes.

The man said to the doctor in front of him, "Doctor Liu, how is my father?"

Doctor Liu also had white hair. There was a hint of fatigue between his brows. He sighed slightly and shook his head.

The man and the old woman looked very sad, but at this time Li Yishan miraculously sat up and his breathing became smoother.

He looked at everyone, "Madam, Sheng'er, why are you here? Who is this?"

Li Shengdu looked at his father with a hint of joy, and then his face froze again as if he had thought of something.

Li Yishan seemed not to notice the expressions of the crowd, "You all go out, I want to be alone for a while."

The three of them were hesitant to speak, but finally fulfilled Li Yishan's last wish.

Seeing that everyone had left, he got up, ran to the desk beside him, picked up a scroll, and unfolded it to see a woman holding a feather fan, smiling sweetly at the front. She looked vaguely like He Ling. After all, the painter had never seen the real person, so it was quite difficult to draw her like this.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly came out, "You, you."

Li Yishan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly his face turned ecstatic. He turned around and saw a figure in white. She still looked the same as before, as if she had never changed. In contrast, he himself had become very old.

He felt relieved that they were not together at that time, otherwise it would be embarrassing for him to see his miserable appearance at the end.

He opened his mouth but fell silent, and finally said only one sentence, "Miss He Ling."

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