Lu Yibai had a long dream, and the contents in the dream were fragmented.

He didn't expect that in his first life, he actually practiced the spiritual consciousness because of his congenital inadequateness and weakness. He was such a person who could be slapped at any time. After reincarnation, he began to study "Dysmenorrhea" crazily, and he played with fire and committed suicide.

Perhaps this is a person who has been racing against Death for a lifetime. After finally mastering the skill of reincarnation, he began to fight back and contempt against Death.

Of course, maybe it is also because of the skin in my bones?

When Lu Yibai woke up from his sleep, he found that Ji Deken had returned and was sitting quietly beside him.

"Are you back?" Lu Yibai said.

"Yeah." Ji De nodded with a merciless smile.

Lu Yibai originally looked at him casually, but he was soon stunned.

Because he saw a few silver threads between Ji Deken's hair.

The old gay always dresses himself very delicately, and his hairstyle is always meticulous and neatly combed.

Although he looked like a middle-aged man in the past, his hairline and hair volume were better than many young people who were suffering from hair loss crisis. Moreover, every hair was black and shiny, showing his vitality and youthfulness.

People who have lived for a thousand years but have not had a bald and white hair, but have a few more silver threads today, which makes Lu Yibai feel very surprised.

What made him feel most nervous was that in just a few words, he watched with his own eyes see a few more hairs turn white quickly!

Even my face began to look a little old!

Ji Deken raised his right hand and gently touched his hair and cheeks. People who love to take care of themselves usually waved their hands casually today and said with a smile: "I have been young for so long. If I don't grow old, will there be some truth?"

Then, he seemed to change the subject and said to Lu Yibai: "Give me the dragon and snake umbrella."

Lu Yibai was stunned for a moment, and then obediently handed him the dragon and snake umbrella.

After Ji Deken took the umbrella, he took out a very small black bead from his pocket.

The whole bead was pitch black all over, but it seemed like a flame was burning inside.

As expected, this should be transformed by ghosts.

How come a jewel is a bead?

Ji Deken didn't know what method he used, so he directly inlaid the small bead into the handle of the dragon snake umbrella, which was a bit like a dragon ball in the mouth of the dragon snake.

The whole process was completed in just a few minutes, but Ji Deken seemed to have gotten older again.

When he returned the Dragon Snake Umbrella to Lu Yibai, he seemed to see the worry in Lu Yibai's eyes. After a moment of silence, Ji De smiled and said, "It's actually nothing, it's just that the day is here."

His mentality is surprisingly good.

Just as Leehom sang in "Song to Myself":

【Don't urge you in the years,

I won't recommend what should be come.

What should be returned,

I'll give what I deserve.]

In an instant, Lu Yibai felt that all the strength he had been exhausted. Sure enough, he was so sensitive to the three words [One Thousand Years] in his subconscious mind, it was because of this old guy.

"One thousand years is your limit, right?" Lu Yibai said in a deep voice.

"Yes, how about it, it's quite amazing, right?" Old gay couldn't help but show off, but when he smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more and more obvious.

No wonder he is in a hurry to go abroad...

He wanted to pave the way for his disciples. Lu Yibai is still too weak now, so that the future path can be easier.

Ji Deken stood up and said to Lu Yibai: "Let's go, accompany me to the top of Jiming Mountain, I want to see Wucheng again."

"By the way, bring this express box with you."

Lu Yibai didn't say anything, but just stood up obediently and followed him, and then brought the express box with him.

Jiming Mountain is a small hill in Wucheng. It is not too high, but you can still see the night view of Wucheng when standing on the top of the mountain.

Ji Deken just stood there and watched for a long time.

Lu Yibai stood beside him, watching him go from a middle-aged man to an old man, from a gentle uncle to an old man.

He started to hunch and became skinny.

Lu Yibai had never seen such an old person, even the centenarians seen on TV were not as old as him.

In the past thousand years, time has left no trace on him, and now it is all over again.

To put it bluntly, he is a bit like a living mummy now!

Such a person who loves beauty, why... why did it become like this?

Ji Deken turned around tremblingly. He seemed to have struggled even when he moved: "Xiao Wu, open the express box."

Lu Yibai opened the box mechanically. The moment he opened it, he could no longer hold back his tears and kept flowing out.

The express box is a coffin, which is of poor material and is not a high-quality wood. It should be a bargain that I don’t know where to find it online.

This express box is only less than 1.6 meters. Lu Yibai originally thought it could not be a coffin inside, but he didn't expect there was such a small coffin.

Sure enough, all kinds of weird things are sold online.

Just look at Ji Deken, who was once about 1.7 meters tall, what was his back bent at this time?

He was like he was crushed by time.

This coffin seems to be barely enough.

He is really as stingy as ever.

"It looks OK, I'll try it." Ji Deken said, holding the edge of the coffin and turning it tremblingly.

He seemed to have no strength on his body now, but Lu Yibai was a little helpless.

Where can I support my elders into the coffin?

After lying inside for a while, Ji Deken seemed to have figured out something.

There was actually a mourning dress in the coffin, which is commonly known as plain clothes.

It seems to be given by a merchant, and it is really considerate.

Ji Deken handed the white mourning clothes to Lu Yibai and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, remember to wear them later."

Lu Yibai knelt down at the edge of the coffin, and could not stop his tears.

He begged Ji De, as if he was complaining, "Why did you tell me to Xiaoqi? What if Xiaoyao asks me? What should I do if Xiaoyao asks?"

Ji Deken showed a usual pleasing smile: "Sorry, Xiaowu, I have been used to saying goodbye to others in these thousand years, but I have not been used to saying goodbye to others."

Yes, it has been a thousand years, and he has experienced too many separations of life and death.

It is precisely because of this that he especially likes to stay with young people, and he likes the vitality of young people.

Ji Deken lay in the coffin, looked at Lu Yibai with some difficulty, and said something perhaps your parents had said to you: "I am old and can't keep up with the times."

The society is developing too fast now, and an old guy like him who has lived for thousands of years is really a bit unable to keep up.

These old guys will one day hand the world over to our hands as if they had agreed.

"Xiaowu, the country, the country is just a bigger home. After I leave, will I be optimistic about my home? "

Lu Yibai nodded vigorously while crying.

From now on, he will be the governor of China.

This is inheritance.

In the coffin, Ji Deken moved slightly, as if he was looking for a more comfortable position, and then slowly closed his eyes.

He was so angry that he still had a gentle tone.

...

"Xiao Wu, I'll sleep for a while."
Chapter completed!