Chapter 116: Wu Chonggu

Name:I'll Quit Being a God Author:
Chapter 116: Wu Chonggu

Staring into the night sky, the old master Wu looked very worried.

These two cultivators besides Wuzhu Helan, who he didn't know at all, made him worried.

Fortunately, Wuzhu Helan of Fushan city was also here, which made him feel a little relieved. At least her presence was proof that the two cultivators were not evil people.

When Lu Heng saw that the old man had regained consciousness, he smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, do you remember what happened before you woke up?"

"Huh? Before I woke up?" Wu Yuan was stunned and subconsciously recalled.

Then he looked frightened.

"I... I'm dead?!"

Old master Wu was shocked to see his translucent hands and the strange situation of floating in the night sky. He immediately remembered everything he had experienced in his lifetime.

"I... I was poisoned by my son, and ... died..."

Recalling the pain before his death, and the proud laughter of his son, Wu Yuan could not help shivering, hating and hurting.

Lu Heng sighed when he saw the old man's appearance.

The information provided to him by Helan Zhen, it was mentioned that the cause of death of Mr. Wu was doubtful.

Before the sudden death of the old man, he was healthy, without any hidden diseases, and was not supposed to die. But he died suddenly a few days ago. The cause of death was strange.

Now, according to what the old man said, there really was another reason for his death.

Lu Heng asked, "Mr. Wu, what's the name of the person who murdered you? I may be able to get justice for you."

The old man looked at Lu Heng and hesitated. "Master... how can I call you?"

Lu Heng smiled and said, "I'm Lu Heng from Hanyu mountain, your father and I were friends eighty-nine years ago. Now I'm going down to the world to take care of his children... Don't worry, Mr. Wu. I'm not an evil spirit. Wuzhu Helan can guarantee for me."

"When my father got home the next day, he was in a coma. He was out cold and would not wake no matter how much I stirred him. It was as if a lamp had run out of oil."

"Although I asked the witch doctor of Fire God Temple to take care of him, they couldn't reverse his illness. In my father's last days, he was sometimes lucid and sometimes confused, and his words were always mixed up."

"When I waited in front of my father's bed, I occasionally heard my father calling you."

"But I could hardly hear what he called..."

The old man said this with a melancholy look. Recalling the past, he saw the scene of watching his father die when he was a child.

At that time, he was young and ignorant, and was not sad.

However, he was now an old man, who had experienced the pain of illness and death, and was no longer an innocent child.

Thinking of his father's ill and miserable appearance before he died, the old man's heart was sour.

After a long silence, the old man regained his consciousness and quickly braced himself and apologized to the people in front of him.

"Sorry, I was distracted..."

Lu Heng sighed and said, "Nothing. Mr. Wu can continue, I'll listen."

The old man was slightly frightened and hurried to perform the younger generation's ceremony. "Master, you're an old acquaintance of my father. Just call me Wu Yuan."

After seeing that Lu Heng really didn't blame him, the old man continued, "On the last day before my father died, he also recovered his sobriety for a short time. On that day, my father called our brothers and two aunts to the bedside to explain the future to us."

"At the end of the day, my father told me about his encounter with the White Wolf in the mountain. He said that you came forward and saved his life when he encountered the evil tiger in Hanyu mountain."

"In order to repay you for saving his life, he took it upon himself to build a temple and ancestral hall for you so that you could enjoy the incense. But when he told this story, he was already a little confused and sluggish, and he could not even hear us call him."

"He just looked at the north side dully, calling you and said something about the horror of monsters. His words made people unable to understand what he meant."

Speaking of this, the old man looked sad and couldn't help sighing, saying, "All the old people and elders in the family said that my father was already confused at that time, and what he said was hysterical nonsense, so we didn't take what my father said before he died seriously."

"But I didn't expect you to actually visit our clan today... If my father was still here, he would be happy to see you come to Fushan city."