Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Wang Changxi's death seemed to completely isolate Su Han from Liuhua Village, and even from everything in the mortal world.

From the time he became a mortal to now, all the people he was closest to and loved are gone.

After holding the funeral for Wang Changxi, Wang Hui left some silver for Su Han, and took her children, mother, and husband back to her small village.

If nothing unexpected happens, she won't come back often in the future.

And Su Han's life will continue.

People in Liuhua Village would often bring him some food and drink to ensure that he lived a worry-free life.

But this feeling is like a lonely old man who has lost all his children. No matter how delicious the food is and how good the drink is, he still doesn't feel the same as before.

From that day on, Su Han stayed behind closed doors and stayed in his own home.

What Wang Changxi worried about before he died finally happened.

Instigated by Song Yu, Song Guo led some people to break down the door of Su Han's house and rummaged through everything in his house.

All the money was robbed by the Song Dynasty.

Even the letter on Su Han's chest was snatched away by him.

If Su Han hadn't fought hard to snatch it, this letter would have been torn into pieces by the Song Dynasty.

"It's just a broken letter, and it's not a precious thing. Do you really think I care about it? Bah!" Song Guochao spat at Su Han's feet, and then led everyone away.

Wang Lin did not come to visit Su Han, and even other people in Liuhua Village did not dare to enter Su Han's home.

Although they would bring food, they did so secretly, for fear that the Song State would find out, thinking that they had a close relationship with Su Han, and would be robbed by the Song State.

No one is willing to repair Su Han's door.

It was freezing cold, and Su Han curled up on the bed, shaking constantly.

Under this situation, as time went by, all the strength in Su Han's body was disappearing, and he could no longer even get out of bed to get food.

Many people in Liuhua Village know that Mr. Su is probably not going to die soon.

After all, the food at his doorstep had not been touched for seven days.

But in their opinion, it was good that Mr. Su was dead. He no longer had to suffer the torture of that shrew Song Yu, and there was no need to trouble himself and others to come and deliver food every day.

Until one day, Su Han suddenly woke up and saw Wang Hui, whose eyes were red, standing in front of him.

In addition to Wang Hui, there are some people, that is... Wang Xinlan, Wang Changxi, Wang Changgui, Wang Zushi, Li Mingfang!

They stood beside him, looking at him with smiles, but did not speak.

Su Han's figure trembled slightly and smiled: "They are all here..."

"Grandpa Su, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Wang Hui burst into tears: "Before my father died, he told me to take good care of you, but..."

"Okay, okay, there are all kinds of things in the world, birth, old age, illness and death, these are all things that happen forever, there is no need to blame yourself." Su Han comforted.

The more he behaves like this, the more guilty Wang Hui feels.

There is no dutiful son before a long-term illness.

Su Han has taken care of Wang Changxi and Wang Hui since he was young.

But when the time came, Wang Hui subconsciously felt that Su Han had become a burden.

When people get old, they will always be like this.

As the saying goes: It is better to be a child for ten years than to be a relative for one life.

The meaning is that I would rather be a child for ten lifetimes than a parent for one lifetime.

This statement is really not false at all.

"sorry Sorry……"

Looking at Su Han's hunched figure lying on the bed, Wang Hui burst into tears and knelt in front of Su Han.

"Okay, get up quickly."

Su Han's aura was a little weak, just like Wang Xinlan and Wang Changxi back then.

Wang Hui knew that Grandpa Su, whom he had respected since childhood, was about to be reunited with his father and uncle.

But the more this happened, the more reluctant she was to give up.

It's just taking care of him and serving him for a period of time. Why do I regard Grandpa Su as a burden? ! !

If she could do it all over again, Wang Hui swore that she would take Su Han with her when she left Liuhua Village.

"Hui'er..."

Su Han's voice began to become hoarse.

In his eyes, Wang Zushi, Wang Changxi and others had already extended their hands to him and nodded lightly.

"Grandpa Su, tell me, I'm listening." Wang Hui wiped his tears.

"Take good care of your mother, she is a good person."

When Wang Hui heard this, he felt as if his chest was blocked by something and his breathing was not smooth.

"Grandpa Su, I'm sorry for you, I, Wang Hui, am sorry for you!!!"

"After I die, I can just lie in bed for three days. There is no need to prepare a funeral for me, do you understand?" Su Han said again.

Wang Hui didn't know what Su Han meant, and looked at him blankly.

"When I die, I am also reborn."

This was the end of Su Han's transformation into a mortal, and it was also the last words he said as a mortal.

With a smile on his face, his eyes gradually closed, and his breathing became softer and softer...

"Grandpa Su?"

Wang Hui spoke with trembling and disbelief.

She gently stretched out her hand and placed it in front of Su Han's nose, and finally her whole body froze.

"Grandpa Su!!!"

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Whether he is a mortal or a monk, he seems to be living for others throughout his life.

Just like Su Han, as a spectator, he watched Wang Zushi's family gradually prosper, until Song Yu appeared and destroyed this prosperity.

He watched Wang Changxi and Wang Changgui grow up with his own eyes, and also watched them grow old.

Isn't it true for everyone?

They watch their parents grow old and their children grow up. More than 90% of everything they do is for others.

But what must be admitted is that everyone has a world of his own in his heart, and he is the protagonist of this world!

Su Han passed away at the age of eighty.

If the time taken for the two previous failures is added to it, it took him a full hundred years to become mortal this time.

Before his death, Su Han asked Wang Hui not to hold a funeral.

Wang Hui couldn't make a choice and didn't know what it meant.

Everyone in Liuhua Village got the news of Su Han's death and came together to pay his last respects.

For Liuhua Village at this moment, Su Han is the benefactor of all of them.

However, what no one expected was——

Three days later, wearing sackcloth and mourning, they arrived at the door of Su Han's house.

The old man who had been lying on the bed without making any sound suddenly opened his eyes!

This scene frightened everyone.

They all stared at the old man who had come back from the dead with wide eyes.

Under their gaze, the old man began to change.

Visible to the naked eye, the wrinkles on his face are disappearing rapidly, his white hair is gradually turning black, and his originally rickety figure is getting straighter and straighter...

A moment later, a young man who was not handsome but extremely delicate appeared in front of everyone.

"this……"

Everyone was shocked!

They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them. If it weren't for the man's extremely friendly aura, they would have fled out of here in panic.