The old man turned over and suddenly woke up. However, this time he woke up even weaker than before. This time, his whole face had become gray and pale, and only the face of the dying person would have such a color.

Xiaosheng seemed to understand something. He ran over and held the old man's right hand tightly: "Don't talk."

"No...I want to...speak..." The old man's eyes were still clear, and a tear fell from the corners of his eyes: "Don't...do...what to do for me anymore...I...know...I know...I know...but I...no...no...he...I have always...dare not...tell you...I'm afraid that you know...I will ignore me anymore." The old man said intermittently, and every word seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"No... no matter whether you are him or not, I will not let you die..." Xiaosheng burst into tears.

Qin Mu was shocked and interrupted: "Are you crazy? It's not enough to keep him and spend tens of thousands of years of cultivation. You have to spend this life to save? Why is this for?"

Xiaosheng didn't speak, just kept tears.

"You are a...good kid..." The old man also had tears in his eyes: "But I... have lived enough... what's the point of living... tired... hurts... it's like this every day... I don't want to do this anymore... let me sleep..." The old man's speech was not only extremely light, but also intermittent. After saying this, he tilted his head, closed his eyes, and lost his breath forever.

Xiaosheng's pain seemed to pour out suddenly. A "wow" sound buried in the old man's chest and cried sadly. No matter whether the old man was pursued by her or not, the old man had loved him after all. Although his love for her was only the love of father and daughter, it made a monster who had been lonely for tens of thousands of years feel warm. This is why, even if Xiaosheng knew that the old man was not the person she had been waiting for, he still took action to save his life. Love was not boundaries.

The faint soul left the old man's body, and he was about to disperse. Qin Mu had already drawn a soul-fixing talisman in the air. While the soul was still looking around with a confused face, Qin Mu held the soul full of confused face in his hand, and quickly took out a fairy paper crane from his arms with the other hand... Oh no, it should be said that it was a duck with a stack of talisman paper, stuffed the old man's soul into the duck, took the red cloth bag handed over by Honglian, and quickly packed it.

"This..." Seeing Qin Mu's soul that was about to scatter in his hands gradually solidified, the girl cried with joy.

Honglian just glanced at it, then turned her head, but she said unyieldingly: "Hmph, I'm grateful for it just like this. It turns out that she is a monster from a small family, and she has no knowledge..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt someone hugging her heavily behind his waist. The girl pressed her back and whispered: "Thank you."

Honglian's face seemed to ease, and she held her little hand with her back: "It's fine if you have nothing to do."

"This red cloth bag..." Qin Mu scratched his head and threw it to Shu Ran.

"Me?" Shu Ran was as if holding a treasure in his heart, afraid of being negligent. When Qin Mu casually threw out the red cloth bag, Xiaosheng's eyes were about to eat people. How dare he be negligent? He wished he could give it to his ancestors. The girl's angry expression was really terrifying.

"Yes, you are the only monk in the audience, who are you looking for?" Qin Mu said casually: "Find a good time to sing the Great Compassion Mantra and the Mantra of Rebirth for a night, and send this soul on its way."

When Xiaosheng heard this, he looked at the monk with a ardent look, which forced the monk to agree. He swallowed the words he had just come to his mouth and refused, but there was a complaint in his mouth: "You are Wu Zhu, the source of all things! Why don't you come by yourself?" The four words of the source of all things made him bite tightly. Those who didn't know thought he had a deep blood hatred with Qin Mu, and these words were squeezed out of his mouth.

"I'm not good at this."

"Then what are you good at?"

"You are not good at what I am good at, I am not good at what you are good at. Wu Zhu is the source of all things, but this source is the source after all. The various colors developed from the source are part of the world that cannot be ignored. Therefore, it is normal for me not to have a special feature of these thousands of worlds." Qin Mu said a long passage indifferently, and even the monk was confused.

You are not good at it! The monk's eyes are probably going to be popped out, and the genius believes it! You should know that he is a martial monk. If you say he is not good at it, he should be the one who is the worst at it. When you think of chanting scriptures and having to spend one night, the monk's mind hurts.

Looking at Xiaosheng's eager eyes, the monk couldn't think of any reason to refuse, so he nodded: "The little monk should do his best, please don't worry." He took a step back without a trace, Xiaosheng's eyes were too hot.

Many years later, the monk asked why when Qin Mu thought of letting him recite scriptures to save him, Qin Mu always said that it was caused by intuition, but Shu Ran never believed it. If it was intuition, then everything was fate. Isn’t it better to let it go?

In fact, it was a formality to let the monk recite scriptures. In the end, Qin Mu still had to say hello to Uncle Bai in advance. After all, a special existence like the old man is a Taoist monk like Lekong. Whether a person can be reincarnated is still a question. This thing must be seen whether the underworld is willing to give face, otherwise it would be useless to even chant scriptures by the Buddha. Qin Mu was whispering in his heart, but he didn't want to say it in relief. If this guy knew that Qin Mu would betray his beloved Buddha again, it would probably be several weeks before he could speak to Qin Mu.

Xiaosheng walked to the old man's body and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your kindness to raise me for more than ten years. I am not your daughter. You may have known it early in the morning, but you still see me as your daughter. Thank you for giving me warmth..."

Qin Mu looked at this scene and smiled at each other with Honglian.

At the same time, the rolling gate made a loud "touch". Qin Mu's first reaction was that the shrew came to the door again, and even Honglian's eyes flashed with disgust. Xiaosheng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This woman is really enough..." It seems that everyone was thinking of going together.

But before she finished speaking, she heard a bigger "touch". The entire Longsheng Hotel shook three times, so exaggerated that even pieces of wall skin fell from the ceiling. Qin Mu looked up and said, "Good, this house is time to be renovated."
Chapter completed!