Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

That night.

Kunlun stayed in the courtyard.

Old Man Shen was worried that he would not sleep well, so he brought out a thick winter quilt to put under it, and also brought an oil lamp so that he could have a light when he got up at night.

Do it all.

He then went to the back room to rest with peace of mind, holding his hands behind his back.

But Kunlun was lying on the bed, tossing and turning all night long.

He is just a little cold-tempered and not good at words, but he is not unreasonable.

Old Man Shen was not related to him, so he was able to do this because he regarded him as a disciple of the younger generation.

Early the next morning.

It's still dark.

Old Shen got up early again and made a special trip to the street shop to buy some breakfast.

"Huzi, be good."

"First go and call the guests for dinner."

Seeing his grandson staring expectantly at the steamed buns on the table, Old Shen couldn't help but darken his face, full of apologies and self-blame.

These few years.

I didn't have a good life following him for a few days.

One is that the world is not good.

In addition, as he is getting older, he can only do odd jobs for others in exchange for a small income.

In the past six months, in order to use Huzi to treat diseases, I have even emptied my small savings.

On weekdays, their grandparents can only cook some porridge.

He still had to fish out the little rice to feed his grandson, so he could only eat a mouthful of pickles.

"okay."

The little guy swallowed secretly.

Then he turned around and ran towards the house.

But after just a few steps, his head bumped into a tall figure. Looking up, he saw that he was one of the four people who came to visit his home last night.

He is young.

Can't remember much.

But I was deeply impressed by Kunlun.

Because he had never seen anyone that tall before.

Seeing him staring at him timidly, Kunlun couldn't help but smile gently and touched his head.

In the past, this kind of behavior was almost impossible for him to do.

Because I can't speak.

He looks different from ordinary people.

Most of the children in the village were afraid of him.

Even if you sometimes want to improve the relationship, basically everyone will leave as soon as you see him approaching.

As time went by, Kunlun became more and more autistic.

Would rather stay in the house than come into contact with other people.

"Are you... a giant spirit?"

"Djinni?"

Kunlun was startled, and while he was still thinking about who this person was, Old Shen, who was standing under the tree waiting for the two of them to eat, reacted and quickly interrupted.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Kunlun, a child's words are innocent and there is no malice. Don't take it to heart."

Hearing this, Kunlun shook his head, indicating that he didn't take it to heart.

Then he smiled gently at the little guy.

"I'm not a Djinn."

"But as long as you eat well and take good care of your body, you will be as tall as me in the future."

"Really?"

The little guy's eyes suddenly lit up.

Because he had been frail and sick since he was a child, he was not as tall as the little girls in the alley even at the age of six or seven, so he was often laughed at.

Now I heard Kunlun's words.

He couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation in his heart.

"Of course, I never lie."

See him say that.

The little guy took a serious look at him and finally put aside his last doubt.

See this scene.

Old Shen, who was originally a little worried, couldn't help but show a touch of relief on his face.

"Come, eat."

He warmly greeted everyone, one large and one small, to sit down.

Had a meal.

The voices of several children came from outside the yard.

Huzi suddenly couldn't sit still.

Looked at Old Shen expectantly.

"Go on, don't go crazy, remember to come back for dinner."

"Know it."

The little guy quickly opened the door and left.

Wait until the yard becomes quiet again.

Kunlun hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask, "Master Shen, what's going on with Huzi?"

Listen to him ask.

Old Shen's expression was full of sadness.

He took out his tobacco stick and lit it, took a few puffs, and then slowly spoke.

He was ignorant when he was young.

After listening to some stories about knights and knights, he devoted himself to martial arts and sought help from people everywhere to learn the skills.

But most of the people walking around the streets are charlatans and charlatans, and they have nothing but fake tricks.

After studying for half a year, Old Shen heard that there was a real person on Mount Emei, so he left his newly married wife and ran to Mount Qingcheng to become a monk and become a Taoist.

I thought I could transcend this world.

But who would have thought that things are unpredictable, and once the master dies, the mountain gate will quickly become lonely.

Seeing all the fellow disciples descending the mountain one after another.

But he was unwilling to go home like this.

Then he went to Qingcheng Mountain, a hundred miles away, and stayed there for a few years.

The skills taught by his master were getting better and better year by year, but Old Man Shen found that he could not cut through the world of mortals and could not become the legendary real person.

So he went down the mountain again.

But over the years, things have changed at home.

Spent a long time asking.

Only then did he realize that not long after he went up the mountain, his wife gave birth to a son, and he raised him with great difficulty alone. Unfortunately, he did not wait until he had a family and established a career before he passed away.

An only son is also struggling in the world.

With no one to help him, he could only make a living by doing hard work and unloading goods at the dock.

He didn't marry his wife until he was in his thirties.

After looking forward to it for several years, I finally got it.

That is Huzi.

But the woman's body and bones were also in bad condition, and she was unable to survive the difficult delivery.

As a result, Hu Zi was born with insufficient roots and was frail and sickly after birth.

His son had lost his wife in middle age and was grieving. He had to earn money to support his son's illness, so he had to work hard, and his body was badly damaged.

When Old Shen found them.

He was terminally ill.

After hearing all this, Old Shen was so sad that he wanted to die.

But Hu Zi is only a little over a year old. If no one takes care of him, you can imagine his fate.

Originally, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away.

Old Shen was already devastated.

In desperation, he could only retire from the world and only think about raising the tiger.

"Wait a minute, Master Shen, how old is Huzi this year?"

Listen to him talking intermittently.

Kunlun also looked sad.

However, yesterday at the Jinlou building, he heard Uncle Jiu say that Old Shen had conquered all the invincible players in Changsha more than ten years ago. It seemed that the time was not right.

"You'll be ten years old after the New Year."

Ten years old?

Kunlun's heart sank when he heard this number.

The little guy looks like he is only six or seven years old, but he is already this age. It is no wonder that he is looking forward to growing taller.

"What about his illness?"