"Where is her tomb?" Gu Cheng asked.

"No." Zhou Xiaotian shook his head.

"No?"

"She won't let me set up a tomb."

“…”

Gu Cheng quietly said nothing.

Valley Pick

Xia Xiaoman knew everything and remembered everything. He just didn't want him to know, so he said that he forgot how he died and said that his ashes were raised.

"You know." A slightly hoarse voice came from behind, letting Gu Cheng know who it was.

He turned around and saw the figure in white clothes at the door of the store, and she stood there quietly.

She arrived next to Zhou Xiaotian, and Zhou Xiaotian was unaware of anything.

Gu Cheng looked up at her, Zhou Muqing, who changed his name to Xia Xiaoman, lost his former vigor and looked at Zhou Xiaotian with a look of care.

"This is my apprentice," she said.

She kept this sentence in her life and wanted to say it, but she never had a chance until she died.

Gu Cheng nodded in a slight way.

"It's much better than your apprentice." She continued.

Gu Cheng was speechless.

Zhou Xiaotian did not notice Gu Cheng's actions, "My master was still thinking about her master when he was old."

"...Don't listen." Zhou Muqing sat between Gu Cheng and Zhou Xiaotian.

After coming out of Xiao Fengque, the August sunshine was a little dazzling. Gu Cheng walked out of the old streets and alleys in silence, looking back at the dead souls coming out.

"Zhou Xiaotian is your apprentice."

"Yes," she said.

"You didn't die very early."

"yes."

"you……"

Gu Cheng hesitated.

"If I could live for half a year, I would find you alive." She said regretfully, sighing.

It was a lifetime of six months.

She had long understood that the figure she had glimpsed at the station was either an illusion or a similarity, but he was never old and lived in the world with a different identity.

At that moment, they were only a few dozen meters away, but they missed it. Otherwise, she would have exposed Gu Cheng's identity as an old turtle spirit more than ten years ago... probably not. Facing her at that time, Gu Cheng would pretend to be his own grandson.

Then she would show her kindness as an old lady, and Gu Cheng had to really pretend to be a grandson to the end... When she thought about this, she felt a little regretful that she could not call this turtle girl grandma.

"Half a year."

"Yes, it's been half a year," she said.

Gu Cheng thought about it and it wasn't long before he died.

He always thought Zhou Muqing died too early, and he felt regretful about this. Unexpectedly, she also lived to this era and even died shortly afterwards.

"Why don't you tell me?" Gu Cheng was a little confused.

"What did you tell you?" She pulled the corner of her mouth, "Tell you that I have been living looking for you? I have been abandoning my decades as an ordinary person, and then you laugh at me from the perspective of a turtle spirit?

"Don't look at me with sympathy, it's disgusting."

"You're old."

"Of course, I'm not an old turtle spirit."

"But..." Gu Cheng looked at her still young face, "You look the same as before."

"Is there a possibility that I died at the age of twenty-six and was buried last year?"

She said.

Decades are not long, but not short. For ordinary people, it is a lifetime.

She spent her whole life on an immortal.

Gu Cheng sighed and hugged her thin body.

"Is this sympathy?" she turned her head and said.

"No." Gu Cheng said.

"real?"

"Really, I just...want to hug you."

Zhou Muqing closed his eyes.

It turns out that the master's arms are so warm.
Chapter completed!