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Chapter 47

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    Liang Hecheng's critical illness notice came, and as expected, both master and apprentice were extremely calm, as if the thin piece of paper was not an announcement of death, but an ordinary morning newspaper.

    Ji Shenyu peeled apples without raising his eyebrows. He was used to carving knives, and this fruit knife felt blunt.  Liang Hecheng lay flat, his withered hair looked like a bird's nest, and said, "Give me a haircut."

    Ji Shenyu said "hmm" without stopping.

    Liang Hecheng said again: "For a change of clothes, I want a black satin jacket."

    Ji Shenyu responded, "I'll go back and get it in the afternoon."

    Liang Hecheng whispered: "There is no need to be so anxious, I probably won't be able to die in a moment."

    Ji Shenyu paused for a while, and then peeled faster. After peeling the peel and peeling the flesh, he was tormented layer by layer.  Change clothes?  Can't die?  This is to send him to take the shroud, suggesting that it is time for him to prepare for the funeral.

    Three sentences almost broke Liang Hecheng's weak breath, and he paused for a long time: "Don't cut it, is it possible that you can still produce flowers?"

    Ji Shenyu furrowed his brows lightly, twisted his wrist back and forth, pinched the apple, and cut out a jasmine flower in a few seconds.  After peeling, the peel and crumbs fell all over the floor, he finally raised his head and stared at Liang Hecheng in a daze.

    "Master, you don't have to worry about it." Ji Shenyu said, "You are not an old man who is ignored, you have apprentices, I will prepare for the funeral, and it must be done decently and properly."

    ? As the sun sets, the living will send each other with all their heart, and greet the future sun after sending them off.

    The master and apprentice were speechless for a while, suddenly a person came out of the ward, dressed in black, with a pale face, it was Fang Huaiqing.  The door was pushed open, Fang Huaiqing walked in but did not approach, stood still, staring at the old man on the bed.

    Liang Hecheng opened his turbid eyes slightly, thinking that his eyes were blurred, and it took him a long time to confirm that this was not a scene in a dream, but his merciless apprentice.  Moving his eyes down, he tried his best to peek at Fang Huaiqing's sleeves, eager to know if those hands were still there?

    Ji Shenyu said deliberately: "I came empty-handed."

    Fang Huaiqing said: "It's not bad for the two catties of fruit, besides, I don't have any."

    Those filthy old eyes instantly went dark, all hope was gone, Liang He was panting heavily, his distended belly made him unable to turn over.  "No hands" he muttered, then muttered in a low voice, and then whispered even more softly, "No handsit's useless."

    Fang Huaiqing finally approached slowly, he didn't intend to tell the story, the evil he did, the fruit he tasted, he didn't intend to tell.  The old man was critically ill, he couldn't save him, and he couldn't let him go, so he just came to see him.

    Another apology.

    Moving to the side of the bed, Fang Huaiqing knelt down on the spot, with the smell of medicine lingering on the tip of his nose, and his eyes were facing the old man's withered face.  He opened and closed his lips, and smiled helplessly: "Can I still call?"

    Liang He beat the bed in grief: "Then what are you doing here?! See my joke?!"

    Fang Huaiqing's pale face finally had blood, and the red spots gathered at the corners of the eyes, turning into two streams of water, dripping down and dripping on the bed sheet.  "Master." He said angrily, "Master, I am unworthy."

    Liang Hecheng glanced at him with hatred and anger.  Yesterday's betrayal was vivid in his mind, and his liver and gallbladder were tearing apart, and the pain that that tumor gave him was not as painful as this bastard.  Betrayal, greed invading the brain, if it is really in exchange for wealth and fame But what is this?  Ruined and ruined, lose both hands!

    The old man couldn't beat or swear, and his half-dead body couldn't even bear the rage.  Ji Shenyu rushed over to comfort him, scooped up warm water to fill his seams, he struggled to sit halfway, and breathed out a word¡ªhand.

    Fang Huaiqing couldn't hold back any longer, his cold face immediately disappeared, and he cried.  He leaned over on the side of the bed, Liang Hecheng grabbed his empty cuffs tightly, and then let go of them suddenly.  Liang He used those six fingers to dig into his cuff, he dared not hide, and let the other party touch his wrist.

    ?The rough scars, the hands that painted people, immortals, and famous mountains and rivers are gone, only rough scars are left!

    Ji Shenyu felt sad, and then shed tears in the crying.  Ordinary people still cannot accept being disabled, let alone craftsmen.  A pair of masterful hands with great skills, can draw gold and silver, can burn porcelain and make pottery, but in the end it was chopped up, rotten, and buried.

    Fang Huaiqing slammed in grief, and confessed his mistake before his teacher died with hatred.

    Ji Shenyu let Liang He ride here to fulfill his wish, while Ding Hanbai and Tong Peifan ran around day and night there.  It was night, the two met at the street corner, walked to the gate together, and sat down on the threshold together.

    The red lanterns are hung high, even in troubled times, it looks peaceful.

    Ding Hanbai put his arms around Ji Shenyu's shoulders, and said: "I went to Tong Village with Brother Tong today, and I am determined to use the old kiln and expand it, and recruit workers from the villagers."

    Ji Shenyu asked: "It went well, why are you frowning?"

    &They all turned into loud exclamations.

    Ding Hanbai said: "There is still some left, you can keep it."

    Ji Shenyu tied Xiaobu, nodded, then raised the pastel bowl for drinking water and smashed the basin.  The big guys helped to carry the coffin, and after leaving the alley, they were about to get on the funeral car, and there seemed to be commotion among the crowd watching.

    "Excuse me, excuse me get out of the way!"

    A gap was opened in the crowd, Zhang Sinian rushed out with the old bag in his arms, and caught sight of the ebony coffin.  He came a little closer, and in front of so many people's eyes, he shouted¡ª¡ªLiuzhier!

    Ji Shenyu supported the coffin: "Master, Blind Zhang is here."

    Everyone was curious and surprised, not knowing whether they were relatives, friends or enemies, Zhang Sinian looked around, saw the three chariots, and shouted: "¡ª¡ªLiuzhier! Just leave like this, who will I fight with in the future?!"

    He suddenly laughed: "How many things have you made in your life, all of them are fucking fake. I'm leaving, today I will add some real ones for you! If you can't take them to the sky or stuff them into the ground, you should listen to them."  Let's make a noise!"

    Zhang Sinian took out a vase from his old bag, and without waiting for anyone to see it, he slammed it on the ground, and the tiles splashed loudly.  Ding Hanbai signed up loudly: "Golden colored ball and flower vase!"

    Zhang Sinian threw another one, and Ding Hanbai continued: "Blue and white bowl with tangled branches!"

    This brain smashed three or four pieces, and the porcelain was broken everywhere, worth hundreds of thousands.  Zhang Sinian sacrificed his treasures to Liuzhier, the only opponent who couldn't tell who was better.  After smashing, he pulled the old bag away, turned around and left.

    He is like a lunatic on the stage, letting fools who don't know the situation around him speculate.  He thought, this is a loss for him, the one surnamed Liang will die first, and when he dies, who will send him off except the apprentice?

    No one deserves it!

    The funeral car slowly crossed the street, and ran to the crematorium without looking back when it reached the street corner.  After half a day, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Ji Shenyu was exhausted after taking care of everything, and when he and Ding Hanbai got home, they fell headfirst on the bed.

    He climbed to the window again, opened the window and glanced at the sky.

    Ding Hanbai stood behind him: "Master Liang's six fingers are always sticky, softer than other fingers."

    Ji Shen said in a trance: "Have you touched it?"

    Ding Hanbai said: "That night when you were crying beside his bed, he reached out his hand to me, and I touched it."

    A piece of paper was hidden in the outstretched hand, with several folds and mottled handwriting.  Ding Hanbai circled Ji Shenyu, raised his hands in front of him, and spread them out gently, revealing his eight-character last words against the sky.

    ¡ª¡ªBe kind to me, thank you very much.

    He rode a white crane and went there without wishing.

    ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù

    Liang Hecheng: The surname is Zhang, you will show off if I die, and you lose again!

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