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"Brother Ding, why are you here today"
"Ask the old gentleman for help." Li Yu didn't explain anything, just said, "Can you come to Sheng's house with me now?"
"Convenient, of course convenient." The old monk shook his clothes, "Let's go."
Xiao Daotong closed the door, turned around and saw his master walking with his eldest brother surnamed Ding, "Master, are you going out?"
"Well, I" Halfway through speaking, the old priest looked at Li Yu uncertainly, "How long shall we go?"
Xiaodao was young, not tall, with short arms and legs, so it would be a little unsafe for him to climb the stove to cook for himself.
Li Yu picked up the child, "Take him along."
No matter how strong the old monk's body is, he is still an old man, unable to hold a child weighing more than 40 kilograms in his arms. Now that Xiaodao boy is being hugged suddenly, he is a little at a loss, with his hands hanging hesitantly. In mid-air, I dare not hug the young man.
Li Yu was afraid that he would fall, so he patted the child on the back lightly, "Hold him tight."
Xiao Daotong blushed and put his arms around carefully, making sure that the young man didn't feel disgusted, he buried his face on the other's shoulder again, and raised his small mouth.
The child in his arms was small and soft, and there was warmth in his arms. Li Yu's anxious heart was a little soothed. On the way back, he calmly explained Sheng Yiming's situation to the old temple master.
The old temple master was speechless all the way, until he arrived at the old house of the Sheng family, he said, "Brother Ding, life and death are fate, how can I beat the sky with my skills."
The car passed through the big European-style carved iron gate, Li Yu said, "I know, you can tell the truth when the time comes, if possible, I hope you can enlighten the old man."
People of the same age are easy to communicate with, the same thing, no matter what he said, to Mr. Sheng, it was just a mild comfort, which would not have much effect.
The old Guanzhu understood his thoughts, "Don't worry, I know what to do."
The car was parked outside the gate, and Mr. Sheng was not in a wheelchair, but standing at the gate with a cane to greet him personally.
In less than a month, the supposedly hale and hearty old man aged more than ten years, and his gray hair was completely white.
The old temple master nodded after entering the door, and followed Li Yu directly to the third floor.
In the room at the end of the third floor, Sheng Yiming was leaning against the desk, writing something with his head down.
The moment the door was pushed open, he quickly put away the notebook, and the next second, the young man who followed the old temple master walked in.
Seeing the face of the big gold master, the old temple master frowned and was very surprised, "How could this happen?!"
The yang energy and anger in the man are pitifully thin, and he is completely a dying person.
Sheng Yiming moved his fingertips, stuffed the notebook into the drawer at hand, got up and stood up, "You are here."
The old temple master stepped forward and grabbed the man's wrist to feel the pulse. The pulse seemed to be absent, and the inside of his body seemed to be hollowed out.
"What did you bump into?" the old temple master asked anxiously.
"I haven't encountered anything bad." Sheng Yiming said.
The old temple master thinks about it, this kid has a strong yang energy, what kind of ghost would be so obsessed with flying moths into the flames, but after careful consideration, he feels that something is wrong. The current situation of this kid is not like being killed overnight by a ghost. What a suck!
At this time, the old man of the Sheng family walked in, "Master, what happened to my grandson?"
The old watchman shook his head, did not answer, but lowered his voice and asked Sheng Yiming, "Then what kind of emergency are you suffering from?"
Sheng Yiming, "That's right."
He withdrew his hand, implying, "This is how it should be."
The old temple master understood that little brother Ding once came to him suddenly and asked him what the fate of the original Sheng Yiming should be.
He didn't think much about it at the time, but now he realizes that the young man's question was not for curiosity, but for his lover.
The old temple master frowned slightly, and felt a little sad in his heart. He had always regarded Mr. Sheng as a golden thigh, but in fact, he regarded him as a friend more often.
Now that the other party is dying, he can't accept it for a while.
Seeing that the old temple master's face was not right, old master Sheng's face turned gray, his hand holding the cane kept trembling, and his figure swayed.
Fortunately, his confidant helped him from behind and comforted him in a low voice, "Old Sheng, take care of yourself."
The arrival of the old temple master put an end to old master Sheng's hope. According to Li Yu's request, he followed the old man to the study room and asked??
"It's time to take him out for a walk." Sheng Yiming took the bowl, and touched the dull hair on the top of the young man's head that couldn't be suppressed with water, "It's been boring for a few months."
The man's eyes were gentle, which made Li Yu feel like he was being carefully cared for. He whispered, "No."
The dinner table was very quiet, no one spoke, only the crisp sound of spoons and porcelain bowls colliding.
Old Master Sheng was old and had a big appetite. After drinking two bowls of porridge and eating two meat buns, he wiped his mouth satisfied and broke the silence of the crowd.
Say to grandson, "After dinner, I will visit the study."
Li Yu blinked curiously, and leaned towards Sheng Yiming, "What's the matter?"
Sheng Yiming hooked his lips, "Good thing."
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