At Wucheng Cemetery, Ji Deken walked to the 1.5 meters express box, then sat up, patted the box, and said to Lu Yibai: "Sit."

Mr. Lu Yibai reluctantly sat down beside him. He felt that Ji Deken was a little pretentious today and talked a little too much.

"If you have something to say, it's cold. You can go home early after chatting." Lu Yibai said.

He moved his butt slightly, feeling that the things in the express box were quite hard.

He was really afraid that there would be a coffin inside, but fortunately the box was small enough. After all, I had never heard of a coffin with a folding style...

"I have nothing to say, do you have anything to ask? I won't lie to you today." Ji De said jealously.

"You old man is so bad! Today I just admit that I was just making nonsense before!" Lu Yibai said a little angry.

Ji De begged to him and smiled gently, "Actually, I know what you want to ask, so why not let me say it."

Lu Yibai nodded.

"Road is a very mysterious thing. Even if I have lived for almost a thousand years, it is difficult for me to explain it to you. The reason why I can live for so long is because luck is added to me."

He leaned on the dragon and snake umbrella and whispered: "A country's luck is infuriated, you can understand that I am the living dragon vein of China."

"The inheritance of our lineage is actually the transition and inheritance of luck."

Lu Yibai spread his palms, and Wucheng's spiritual energy surrounded his palms. He said, "So the reason why I can control the spiritual energy suddenly is because I have obtained the inheritance?"

Ji Deken shook his head and said, "I gave you the inheritance."

"Is it so hasty? Can you give it to whoever you want?" Lu Yibai's brain circuit began to make trouble again, and his focus was always very different.

He looked at Ji Deken and said in a negotiated tone: "Why don't you take it back?"

"What's the reason?" Ji Deken was not angry either.

"Didn't it be said in the movie? The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." Lu Yibai gently stroked the silver carving on the lion umbrella and said, "I'd better be my lord of Wucheng."

Ji Deken didn't speak, but stretched out his finger.

His movements were so fast that the road was in vain.

Ji Deken's fingers directly pointed at Lu Yibai's eyebrows, and a golden light bloomed in Lu Yibai's eyes. It's not like a single glance, but it was indeed just a glance, and a large number of pictures were reflected in his mind.

He saw the skinny old man riding a tricycle selling waste, and then put the wrinkled change into the donation box tremblingly.

He saw the smoke-filled fires in the building, and some were running out, but some firefighters rushed in. This profession has extremely high requirements for physical fitness. Most of them are young people, and some are even just over 20 years old.

He saw that at the border of the motherland, there were soldiers who were eliminating the landmines left during the war. After each place was investigated, the soldiers followed the habits left by the past, and walked by together on this land.

He saw the child crying loudly and the adults making him laugh.

He saw middle-aged people picking up food for the elderly, just like their childhood roles were interchanged.

He saw a woman leaning against a man's arms with a big belly, and he was quarreling with a smile because the child was named.

He saw a student smiling and sending a text message to his family: Parents, I've passed the postgraduate entrance examination.

He saw the fireworks in the world.

He saw every light in the city and countless lights in the dark night.

He saw all the greatness and all the ordinary.

When the light in his eyes slowly dissipated, he could still see the night view of Wucheng.

Lights from thousands of homes.

Lu Yibai gently pinched the lion umbrella with his palm and said with a tough forehead: "You only showed me the good side of the world, but this world is not full of truth, goodness and beauty."

"Isn't it enough?" Ji Deken did not answer positively, but asked back.

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Yibai murmured: "Enough."

Just these beauty is enough.

"But..." Lu Yibai wanted to continue saying something.

Ji Deken waved his hand and interrupted Lu Yibai's words.

"I know what you want to say."

He glanced at Wucheng Cemetery, looked at the tombstones here, and recalled his past thousand years.

Everything is just like a poem written by Xin Qiji:

[Looking back thousands of miles, old friends are gone forever, and their clothes are like snow.]

Ji Deken looked at Lu Yibai and spoke in a very gentle voice:

"Xiao Wu, I'm tired."

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The Wucheng Cemetery is very noisy tonight. If someone is on the scene, you will definitely hear a young man screaming and scolding one after another.

After being silent for more than ten minutes, the young man began to scream and vent his emotions, while the middle-aged man sitting next to him listened quietly, as gentle as ever.

After a long time, when the young man stopped talking, he smiled and said, "Are you tired of scolding?"

"Not yet! I just lost my words! You dead old man!"

Ji Deken didn't get angry, but smiled and said, "Can I change an umbrella with you?"

As he said that, he raised his dragon and snake umbrella and pointed to the white lion umbrella path.

"It's up to you!" Lu Yibai found that he could not refuse him in the end.

He wanted to hand over the lion umbrella at will and then take the dragon and snake umbrella over, but after thinking about it, he still knelt on his knees solemnly, then lowered his head and raised his hands.

Ji Deken stood up and bent down slightly. He first took over the lion umbrella from Lu Yibai's hand, and then placed the dragon and snake umbrella on Lu Yibai's hand.

Very heavy.

"I'll give it to you." Ji De smiled with a relaxed look on his face.

"Okay." Lu Yibai stood up and held the dragon and snake umbrella in his hand.

It really looks like a scepter.

Lu Yibai took a look at the night view of Wucheng again, and the scene he saw just now flashed in his mind again.

But he still felt uncomfortable.

Ji Deken is his teacher and his family.

The old guy is so gentle to everyone, and it is rare to see him lose his temper.

He likes to stay with young people very much, even if he can never keep up with the trend, always be so out of date, and even speaks some very non-mainstream words.

Although he was a little angry in gay, he also liked maintenance and skin care, making himself look younger and very stingy...

But it was such a person who silently protected this country for a thousand years.

Not many people know this, not many people know his greatness.

He doesn't care.

He likes this wonderful world, and Lu Yibai actually likes it very much.

But seeing him as if he was as pleasant as a child, he seemed to be worried that Lu Yibai would get angry, and Lu Yibai suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

A thousand years, a person’s tenderness is a thousand years!

So what if the world is better?

——The world is not worth it!
Chapter completed!