Chapter 2152

Yang Ge was brought back, lying peacefully on the bed, white hair dishevelled, skin wrinkled, that old face, engraved with vicissitudes, witnessed the wasted years.

Little Yang Lan was lying on the edge of the bed with her little finger pinching her mouth. She looked at Yang Ge old curiously. Although she was thirty-three years old, she was still two or three years old. She was ignorant and ignorant. She did not know where her mother had gone, nor did she know her father. Why was she so sad.

Ye Chen did not say a word, quietly quit the door, before leaving, did not forget to Yang Fan a few words, take good care of Yang Ge old, and then went to the old tomb.

The imperial concubine is still here, as respectful as she was at that time. For 33 years, as a soul, she has achieved many advanced accomplishments. However, there is no spirit in heaven and earth, so far she has no chance to break through.

Ye Chen looked at the reincarnation of Qin Xiong, like an ice sculpture, motionless. The former Emperor of the pre Qin Dynasty, this lay for hundreds of years, and his only breath was still sealed.

On one side, the imperial concubine stopped talking for several times, and waited for another 33 years. She wanted to ask Ye Chen when she could leave and when to revive Qin Xiong. However, she did not ask when she should leave. She had been waiting for hundreds of years and didn't mind waiting for another hundred years.

Ye Chen knows her mood, but he doesn't know how long to wait.

After a while, he left the tomb and left a lot of cultivation experience for the imperial concubine.

At night, Yang Xuan came to the garden, each carrying a wine jar.

After thirty-three years, the famous swordsman Dugu, the swordsman in troubled times and Yang Xuan in Tiangang, who are famous in the world, have become old-fashioned, and have lost their sharpness.

This time, the three men were silent. They did not ask when they could go to practice, or whether they would go or not. After living for a long time, they have experienced more and more things. The heart of the strong has gradually been buried by years. Euthanasia is also very good.

Until late at night, the three people left, taking advantage of the moonlight, out of Zhuxian Town. For 33 years, they also want to visit the outside world and visit their old friends who are still alive.

In the garden, only Ye Chen, holding a block of wood, carved with a knife.

In the early morning, autumn is stronger and leaves fall.

Today, there are not many divinations. In the past, Yang Ge Lao, who was always the first to come, may not have been seen for a long time. Xu is still lying in the hospital bed. Maybe he locked himself in the room, pulling his worn-out erhu, remembering Xia LAN and remembering the past love.

Until the third day, only to see him on the street, leaning on crutches, led small Yang Lan.

When the people saw it, they could not help sighing.

Memory of a warm family of three, now only two, how sad.

Grandfather, here you are!

The little guy is very sensible, innocent and innocent, such as the little Yang Fan in those days, with his little feet on his feet, and his two small hands holding hot steamed stuffed buns, handed them to Ye Chen. His big eyes were like her mother's chivalrous and watery.

And Yang Ge old, only a strength to touch Yang Lan's small head, that touch of fatherly smile, some farfetched, turbid eyes, faint and tears flickering.

So far, his daughter did not know that her mother had gone.

"Going to the grave again?" Ye Chen buries his head and takes a bite of baozi. Yu Guang glances at the erhu on Lao Yang's back.

"She likes to listen." Yang Ge Lao Sha Ya smiles.

"The dead are dead. I'm sorry." Ye Chenping said plainly.

Yang Ge old smile, no more words, led small Yang Lan to the outside of the town, every step, are trembling, compared with his old age, Xiao Yang Lan down energetic, all the way hopping, sometimes also giggle straight smile, like an elf.

Ye Chen has seen her seal more than once. It is very strong. After thirty-three years, there is no sign of defeat. It is much stronger than Xia Lan's yin-yang immortal pattern.

Time goes by, under the dark night, ye Chen begins to pack his clothes.

Yang Ge Lao and Xiao Yang Lan have come back, one old and one young, reflecting the twilight, very bleak. Lao Yang should be open-minded, birth, aging, disease and death, the law of nature, unlike before, sitting in front of xialan's grave is two or three days.

Many days later, ye Chen can always see Lao Yang. He will tell his fortune every day and pay homage to xialan.

In this way, another three years passed quietly.

Early in the morning, ye Chen set up his clothes early, but he didn't see Yang Ge Lao or Xiao Yang Lan for a long time. He only saw Yang Fan and went to the pharmacy in a hurry. When he came out again, he carried herbs in his hand.

It's obvious that Yang Ge was ill, and he was not very ill.

In this regard, ye Chen knows that for 36 years, Yang Ge Lao Shou yuan will die.

Sure enough, on the ninth day, Yang Fan came, hoping to look at him without any words. His eyes had already represented everything. He expected Ye Chen to see Yang Ge Lao and see him off.

Ye Chen got up and was already ready.

The atmosphere of Yang's residence is rather depressing. We all know that master Yang is old and is dying. The servants gather together to discuss and sometimes point to Lao Yang's room.

Ye Chen's arrival, a room of people, all wipe tears out.

On the hospital bed, Yang Ge is as thin as firewood, lying powerless. His eyes are dim and gray, and he has some confusion. His cracked lips are shaking. It seems that he is whispering something. Until he sees Ye Chen, his turbid old eyes, he has more eyes.Ye Chen came forward and took a chair and sat by the bed.

"Here you are." Yang Ge old smile, pale and powerless, want to get up, but found that there is no heart power, 96 years old, he has also run out of oil lamp.

"If my old friend wants to leave, I can't help it." Ye Chen smiles.

"Little friend, are you a fairy?" Yang Ge is tired of laughing.

"You are not stupid to guess that I am a fairy." Ye Chen said, pointing his finger on the back of Lao Yang's hand, instilling wisps of internal force, not to prolong his life, but to make Lao Yang less painful. At least, he can keep his last soberness before going on the road.

"I should have understood." Yang Ge Lao smiles.

"I wish to cultivate immortals." Ye Chen light mouth, "if willing, I will find someone to seal you."

"Tired." Yang Ge always shook his head with a smile.

Ye Chen doesn't speak, he won't force him. Lao Yang is eager to reunite with Xia LAN!

"Little friend, give me another divination!"

"Good."

A simple dialogue, two people look at each other and smile.

And this moment, Yang Ge old eyes, slowly dim down, that pair of tired eyes, is finally reflected in the sunset of the last touch of red, gradually closed.

Ye Chen is sitting in front of the bed for a long time without moving. Looking at Lao Yang who died, he can not help but recall that 36 years ago, he first came to Zhuxian Town. Because of a tyrannical meal, he and the martial arts master had an indissoluble bond. They were both teachers and friends, but they were more like a family.

On the way, I saw him off.

Outside the door, there were noisy footsteps.

The door of the house was pushed open, and Yang Xuan and his friends came back from their journey. Unfortunately, they still saw their old friends for the last time, standing at the head of the bed and sighing.

Ye Chen did not say a word, but stood up in silence and left in silence.

At the moment of stepping out of the door, I still don't forget to have a look at Yang Ge Lao. This will be the last one. The cause and effect between him and Lao Yang will also come to a successful end with this one eye.

Soon, the sound of wailing filled Yang's house.

Three days later, there was another small tomb beside xialan's tomb, and the worn-out erhu was lying in the middle of the two graves. Too many people came to pay homage to him. Even Xiao Yang Lan, who was ignorant, was also frightened to cry. Tears filled his eyes, and his father and mother were all gone.

One morning, ye Chen arranged his clothes.

Unfortunately, I don't see the old Yang tou'er who comes every day. I feel empty.

Lao Yang is gone. Yang Xuan and they are still here. They come every day.

Looking at the old three people, ye Chen realized that there are some things to do.

One quiet night, he went to the old tomb again.

This time, we took Yang Xuan with them. The three people are already in their twilight, and they have not lived much. I don't know how many years to wait. If you want to leave alive, you need to seal them.

"Who is buried in this grave?" Thirty six years later, the three people finally asked this question. Because of the ancient tomb, there was a bloodbath in that year.

"The emperor of the pre Qin Dynasty." Ye Chen said lightly

when they heard this, they were all stunned. Although it was an accident, they were not too shocked. There are even Fairies in this world. There is nothing to be shocked about. At this age, they have seen nothing strange.

It's quite strange. The three people are waiting for the tomb.

The buried emperor of the pre Qin Dynasty understood that the body of the emperor was still preserved and understood, but the imperial concubine of the moon was still alive, which was a bit unexpected. The strange woman who was famous all over the world at that time was also an immortal. She had been guarding the emperor of the pre Qin Dynasty for hundreds of years in an ancient tomb, and was on the edge of Zhuxian Town. It was ridiculous that they did not know.

In this regard, ye Chen has also lamented.

All of them knew that he was an immortal, but they didn't tell him that he was immortal, so that Lao Yang didn't know until he died. However, Yang Ge Lao knew the secret of the ancient tomb, but he didn't tell them. If he had not entered the tomb tonight, most of them would have been in the dark.

"I've met my predecessors." All of them bowed down and saluted respectfully. In terms of seniority, the imperial concubine of Yinyue was indeed an elder. During this period, there were several generations behind?

"No need to be polite." The imperial concubine of Yinyue chuckles. Although she is in an ancient tomb, she often goes out and walks around. She has heard of the names of the three people, and they all have great prestige in the world.

"Seal the three of them." The silent Ye Chen, finally is the opening.

"Yes." The imperial concubine of Yinyue immediately drew the spiritual power, gathered in the palm, and turned into a rune. It was the seal method of yechen sect in the past, which was quite abstruse.

"Well, does it hurt?" Yang Xuan said with a dry smile.

The imperial concubine smiles, does not have the speech, only lightly raises the hand, brushes three people.

All of them stumbled for a moment, only to feel dizzy and confused. Then they fell down, closed their eyes, and fell into a deep sleep. Perhaps, when they woke up again, they were already a hundred years old, just like the emperor of the pre Qin Dynasty, they would miss an era.

Ye Chen will three people on the stone bed, then turn to leave.

Under the moon, he walked slowly and stopped for a long time in front of the grave of Yang Ge Lao and Xia LAN.

In it lie his two old friends and his relatives.It's a pity that they can't wait for their daughter to get married.

When it comes to Xiao Yang Lan, ye Chen once thought about bringing her to seal together, but this idea was finally cancelled. Lao Yang and Xia LAN died, but Yang Fu and Yang Fan were still there. These are her relatives. If you really want to seal, you have to be evil.