A few days later, Lin Yuan returned to the cottage in the dim morning light, driving a carriage with two coffins and a pack of paper money.

Zhou Nianping came out and immediately understood his intentions. He helped to get the coffin down and temporarily placed it in a hidden place.

Lin Yuan wiped away the sweat from his forehead and said, "I went to the mountains to find the old man's body and let him be buried in peace."

Zhou Nianping said: "Since he wants to die, he will definitely find a place that no one can find, otherwise he will be able to bear fruit at home."

Lin Yuan said: "The old man is willing to let my grandpa go. I owe a favor and I will do my best."

"I'm so full that I'm just fiddling with it." Zhou Nianping disagreed. "Even if Grandpa Lin really refused to save him, he shouldn't have a curse in his heart. The evil causes he planted should naturally bear the consequences."

"You can't say that." Lin Yuan looked sad and said, "At that time, I wanted to stop the old man from seeking death, but I felt sorry for Aunt Qi's family to do so. I actually ignored him."

Zhou Nianping said: "I didn't think about going to save him. What if I save him? If I am wrong, I am wrong. If I do something wrong, I will be punished. Master is also wrong, and he will not be able to escape in the end."

Lin Yuan said dissatisfiedly: "Senior brother, don't always blame the elders. You should understand the great master's painstaking efforts. He doesn't want to make things worse, he is devoted to Yulong Pavilion. I always think that the great master did not intentionally hurt one of the old man's legs back then."

"I understand what you mean. If Master Tai made the opposite choice back then, Yulong Pavilion would definitely be an enemy of the demon clan. I may not have the chance to talk to you calmly now, and I may be fighting with the demon clan. The most terrifying thing about hatred is that the disaster lasts for generations, and the Xu family is a living example."

Zhou Nianping said a few words solemnly, and suddenly turned into a rebellious expression. "But it is true that the Grand Master has lost his old friend. Since there is something wrong, everyone can say it, regardless of age. Even if the Grand Master stands in front of me, I will still say everything I think."

Lin Yuan was about to argue, but Zhou Nianping continued without waiting for him to speak, "The Grand Master is an excellent master of success. A hundred years later, there will be an old man in the ancestral hall for future disciples to pay homage to the incense and to pay tribute to future generations. But he will eventually have to pay the corresponding price when he owe debts. This is called the cycle of heaven. Since the senior brother is born with a human mouth, shouldn't he say something about things?"

Lin Yuan sighed in a low voice, and had no intention of quarrel with him again, and walked up the mountain with big strides.

It was not until dusk that Lin Yuan came back with a blood-headed man in his back. He could not see Mu Changfeng and Zhou Nianping's figures alone, so he placed the man in the coffin, quietly burned some paper money, kowtowed a few times, and then got up and walked into the cottage.

At that time, Fang Zhao was sleeping peacefully, breathing smoothly, and his face was covered with a healthy rosy look.

Fang Zhiqiang sat on the wooden chair beside the bed, with her head hanging down. Compared with Fang Zhao, she was more like a person who was about to die.

Lin Yuan said: "My cousin seems to be showing signs of improvement."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zhao, who was sleeping, suddenly trembled, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

Fang Zhiliang was startled, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"My legs don't hurt at all." Fang Zhaorong was radiant, and quickly lifted the quilt and touched the prosthesis that Fang Zhiliang personally installed for him. "I felt a vague pain, but suddenly it stopped hurting."

Fang Zhiqiang knew in her heart that the most difficult time had arrived, and Fang Zhao's radiance was obviously a return to the future. She had practiced medicine for many years and had seen too many such injured patients. Suddenly, she lost all pain and increased her strength. She talked loudly like a normal person and was chatting and laughing.

She forced herself to laugh twice and said, "That's a good thing."

Fang Zhao jumped out of bed, turned around for a few quick circles, shook his left and right legs back and forth, and smiled loudly, saying, "I'm so hungry that I really want to eat mooncakes. It's better to have a bowl of vegetable porridge."

Lin Yuan looked at Fang Zhiliang who was forced to smile and understood it in his heart. He couldn't help but feel sad and said, "Senior Brother Zhou can make mooncakes. I'll ask him to help make them together. My cousin and cousin have a good conversation."

Fang Zhiliang endured the pain, nodded, and said, "They are in the farm."

At that time, Mu Changfeng and Zhou Nianping were looking for poisonous Huanglianhu in the farm, and dug holes to bury them on the spot to avoid being poisoned by passing by in the future.

Zhou Nianping originally had an attitude of not being concerned about his own affairs, but could not resist Mu Changfeng's kind advice and the idea of ​​becoming a human again had the upper hand. So he followed him in the farm for several hours.

Lin Yuan quickly found the two of them, explained the situation, and said, "I guess this is my cousin's last meal. It's just about Mid-Autumn Festival, so let's accompany him to celebrate the fifteenth of August in advance."

"Are you sure Senior Brother Fang is almost out of reach?" Zhou Nianping asked in tears in his eyes, "Maybe Senior Brother's injury has been cured miraculously."

Lin Yuan's throat was sore and he shook his head.

Mu Changfeng and Zhou Nianping were both mentally prepared, and when this moment really came, they still felt unbearable.

Especially Zhou Nianping, who was protected by Fang Zhao for many years, had a particularly deep relationship. It is more appropriate to say that it is a father-son relationship than a brother-in-law relationship.

He used Mu Changfeng's words to tell himself that Fang Zhao's departure was truly liberated. He thought he had convinced himself that he could let it go and accept Fang Zhao's true ending.

Facts proved that he could not convince himself at all. His heart hopped violently, as if he was hitting a wall of iron, and his eyes were so painful that they turned black.

Lin Yuan said: "It is a good thing for my cousin to eat. No matter what, it is better to go on the road after eating when he is full than to be hungry."

Zhou Nianping nodded and walked towards the kitchen first. Suddenly he staggered and lay straight on the ground.

"Senior Brother." Mu Changfeng and Lin Yuan grabbed him from left to right and helped him up gently.

Zhou Nianping's eyes were red and tears were surging. Although his two junior brothers held his arms, his body seemed to be filled with lead and kept falling.

Mu Changfeng has always understood his character and cannot give up the affection in his heart. At this time, he was still shocked when he saw his reaction. He was injected with a stream of spiritual power, like a stone sinking into the sea, without any effect.

Only the crying sound was desolate. Zhou Nianping suffered from the pain of heartbreak. He staggered a few steps and spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow".
Chapter completed!