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Qin Hao's expression was slightly stunned and frowned. He knew that the old man had been waiting for him here for a long time, but he didn't expect that the first sentence of meeting him was this. He even gave up the most expressive expression and greetings for a long time.

Of course, the most uncomfortable thing for him was that after hearing the old man's words, he felt a bad premonition for no reason. It was like the earthquake ground collapsed, and his heart was missing a piece, which was growing bigger and bigger.

It's a feeling that is hard to describe in words.

Qin Hao knew that this was the old bald donkey's residence in the capital. However, he didn't go in because he was in a hurry last time. However, standing in front of the small attic, he hesitated as if the room was a fierce beast with a big mouth and a thousand feet of abyss.

Seeing Qin Hao standing at the door in a daze, the old man did not urge him to wait.

Finally, Qin Hao opened the door. However, all the pictures he thought, guessed and thought did not appear in front of him. What he saw was an empty hut without any furniture. If you insist on saying yes, the table that is placed against the wall at the bottom should be the only one. There are some fruit cakes on the table, burning incense, emitting wisps of green smoke. There are several futons under the table, which should be a table for offering sacrifices.

In this room, how could there be an offering table?

No Buddha, no Tao, no God. Who are you worshiping? Who will the old bald donkey worship if he is not a monk, a Taoist or a Confucian? I'm afraid that no matter which one of the three religions is, it will be accused of being immoral.

With Qin Hao's eyesight, although he stood at the door about ten meters away, he could still see it clearly. The memorial tablet on the altar was very simple, there was no fancy place, and there was no luxury. There were several big characters on the inscription: the great sage was flying over the sky and the master was dead.

This time, Qin Hao was confused. Before he pushed the door, he had tried to think of countless possibilities. However, he did not think of this scene at all.

Because it's so unexpected, it's just incredible. It's hard to think of such a possibility even if it's given him a big brain hole.

From childhood to adulthood, in Qin Hao's mind, old bald donkey has always been an image of an insurmountable mountain. In front of him, he was like a lonely boat in the vast ocean, small and fragile. To speak of, this is the same as when Bai Xiaochun and others faced Qin Hao, with different songs and the same work, and even surpassed them.

After all, whether you were ignorant when you were a child, or later when you were successful in your cultivation, you would make a name for yourself. When you go back to the mountain and fight with the old bald donkey, you will find that there is almost no difference in the results.

For example, if we replace Qin Hao with a numerical value, he will be killed by one move in the face of an old bald donkey, regardless of whether he is 10 or 100. It gives him the feeling that he is faced with an unfathomable person who never knows his real strength and how many zeros there are behind that one.

But now, you tell me, he's dead? His spiritual throne is on the altar? In just two years of my coma? It's just fantastic. OK!

"Hello, hello Elder martial brother, although that old guy is a bad old man and never does any serious work, you can't make a spiritual position even if you really want to give up his old man. I'm afraid you won't let you have a good life if you let him know. "

"Ah..." The old man sighed, "younger martial brother, don't do this. I know this news is hard for you to accept. Why don't we? In fact, you know very well that I can't make fun of such a thing, but you don't want to admit it

"Recognition? How do you want me to admit it?! What do you want me to believe?! An old guy who you died, no, even if I died, he would not die. You told me that he had been in a coma for two years, and he died?! How do you want me to believe it? "

Qin Hao roared hysterically. For him, although he almost never contacted with the old bald ass, and the other party was mysterious and uncertain, he still had to rely on the old bald donkey for his life before he went down the mountain at the age of 15 until he had no memory of his childhood.

He did not deny that he had hated the old bald donkey for countless times, and he didn't know how many times he cursed the old monk. After all, those who can throw a child who is seven or eight years old and has no strength to bind a chicken and whose body has not yet recovered from a car accident into the mountain forest to eat with wild animals, tigers and leopards is really a shame.

But ah, he also had to admit that without the old bald donkey, Qin Hao would not be today. If he had not had the devil like training he had at the beginning and laid a solid foundation for him, he would not have the strength of his cultivation today, nor could he have wandered on the edge of life and death for countless times in the future, but would eventually survive. Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, his every disaster is relying on his own plug-in success, but only his own mind is clear, relying on people is better than relying on themselves, even the so-called plug-in, also have the strength to use, otherwise, before you use the plug-in, you will be blasted!In fact, there is an old saying in China that filial sons are born from sticks, and excellent students are produced by strict teachers. In order to let their children study hard and have a way out in the future, many parents treat their children very severely. If they make a mistake, they will beat and scold them. Therefore, there is the so-called "tiger mother tiger father" education mode.

Perhaps, this kind of education method needs to be discussed and improved, but we can't deny its effectiveness. It is true that there have been too many successful cases. Qin Hao was one of them. When he was a child, he really hated and hated, but when he grew up, he only had to thank. No matter how much he complained and cursed in his heart, he could escape from death every time. How many grievances and dislikes he had, he would be grateful and happy Fortunately.

Therefore, the death of the old bald donkey is no less devastating to him than that of ordinary people who have died of their parents. In other words, since he was an orphan since childhood, he has long treated the old man as his father and elder.

The old man didn't care about Qin Hao's bad words. Although his words were a little hard to hear, they were indeed the facts. Although he is not a monk and has no accomplishments, he is still the first to know about the changes of the world as a king of men. Similarly, he even knows more about the old bald ass than Qin Hao, the so-called closed disciple.

A monk who has lived for at least three thousand years is really hard to compare with ordinary people. No, even ordinary monks are hard to compare. What's more, he only knew the three thousand years. So, did he live for three thousand years, or did he only know the other party's three thousand years?

"Although he is the name of the emperor, he is more like a teacher and a friend to me. He has taught me some things and helped me with some things. I have always been very grateful for what he has done." The old man sighed slightly, "I'm sorry to see him leave. I couldn't accept it for a while. However, compared with you, I may be more mentally prepared. In fact, during the three thousand years of his existence as far as I know, there seems to be something wrong with his cultivation. Maybe it is because his aura has dried up, so that he can no longer get energy and live. All of these are supported by his own strength and abundant Qi and blood. "

"Do you know why he stayed by my side all the time? As early as 30 years ago, he told me that he felt that the time was coming. At that time, his only way to delay his death was to absorb dragon Qi. Where is there a real dragon in this world? Where to find the real dragon? There are dragon veins, but they are related to national destiny. I can't give them. Even if I can, he won't want them. Therefore, he can only stay by my side. I am the king of man, the Lord of a country. According to the ancient saying, he can be regarded as the "95" king. The real son of the dragon can barely be regarded as the Dragon Spirit added to his body for his life

"But what I didn't expect was that he didn't stay for long. One day 20 years ago, he suddenly left without saying goodbye. He had been gone for dozens of years. At first, I thought that his deadline was coming, so I found a place to leave safely. After closing the door, you didn't want to bring one of your disciples back. Only then did I know that, for him, the unfinished regret in his life is probably on you, or he would not risk dying at the end of his life. "

"In fact, if he can continue to stay in the capital, maybe he can live for a few more years. However, the birth of the female has accelerated his death!"

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