Old Guy

The next day, Lu Yibai packed up his small bungalow simply.

Then, he buried himself in packing his own luggage.

As a grown man, the things he brought naturally were not many, and he finished organizing before long.

Then, he opened the mechanism door in the small bungalow and went into the "grave within a grave" to take another look.

Standing on the steps, he looked at the whole circle of demon remains and then looked at the senior remains at the very center, his mood rather complicated.

Before their deaths, these seniors fought for this city until the very last moment. After their deaths, they also slept longly in this city, suppressing these demon remains.

They did not even leave behind their names.

After bowing slightly toward the remains of the Night Watchman seniors, Lu Yibai turned and left this place, closing the mechanism heavy door of the "grave within a grave."

Perhaps in the future, this place would bury one demon after another killed by him, or perhaps it might also bury himself.

After walking out of the small bungalow, he walked toward the place in the entire cemetery he was most familiar with.

Lu Yibai walked to Old Dad's grave, took a pack of Liqun cigarettes out of his bosom, pulled one out and lit it with a lighter, then gently placed it in front of the tombstone.

He himself did not smoke, and he was a little sensitive to the smell of tobacco, but Old Dad smoked, and his nicotine addiction was very heavy, his physical condition actually not very good either.

Under normal circumstances, this middle-aged man would secretly smoke a few puffs, then open the window to wave and disperse the smoke while giving an apologetic smile, listening to his son's complaints and nagging.

He still remembered that when he was young, the family conditions were not good, and life in a single-parent family was not easy. Lu Yibai once saw a piece of text on the internet written by a certain netizen's father in his own diary:

I consider myself as having done nothing bad, so why must I be throttled by life, making it hard on the child.

Perhaps many fathers have had such thoughts before.

Perhaps they felt apologetic toward their children.

Sorry, I brought you into this world, yet was unable to give you the best life.

Later on, the family conditions got better, and Old Dad's overall vigor and spirit also got much better, because he could let his son live a good life, but it was a pity that fortune played tricks on people, and he never enjoyed a few days of blessed life in his entire lifetime.

"Well, Dad, this time I have no way to tell you to smoke less and pay attention to your health." Lu Yibai pinched out the nearly burned-out cigarette butt in front of the tombstone and spoke.

He got up and brushed off the fallen leaves accumulated on the tombstone, saying, "Dad, I'm leaving first, and I'll come to see you again in a few days."

After speaking, he left.

Before walking out of the cemetery, he did not forget to greet the mute old man at the entrance. The old man had guarded the Crow City cemetery for more than thirty years, and news reports said that he took on this job in the year after his wife passed away, and in a blink of an eye, nearly half a lifetime had passed.

The mute old man could not speak, so he could only accompany her more.

Perhaps this was his romance and romantic talk.

On the way back to the bar, Lu Yibai's cell phone rang.

It was a call from Lin Xiaoqi.

"Boss, are you back?"

"Yeah, on the way, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I was just asking."

When the taxi driver drove to the bar entrance, he saw that Lin Xiaoqi and Ye Yiyi were already standing prettily at the bar entrance, waiting quietly for Boss Lu's return.

These two young lasses were just missing the line "Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome".

"Boss, you're back!" Lin Xiaoqi said with a brilliant smile.

Wasn't this talking nonsense? If it wasn't me back, could it be a ghost back?

"I'll get it, I'll get it, Boss, you go upstairs and wash up first." As Lin Xiaoqi spoke, she took Lu Yibai's luggage.

The luggage in her hands was truly as light as a piece of paper.

Of course Lu Yibai knew why Lin Xiaoqi was so enthusiastic.

During the days he was away, she was probably not eating as well as before...

Sure enough, before entering the house to take a shower, he heard Lin Xiaoqi's voice: "Boss, what are we eating for late-night snack today?"

Lu Yibai twitched the corner of his mouth. Shouldn't you first ask me if I want to eat a late-night snack? Directly asking what to eat was what kind of routine?

He silently fished out his cell phone, ordered three portions of crayfish, and said, "Eating crayfish."

Lin Xiaoqi, who was lying on the sofa hugging a pillow, lit up her eyes slightly, happily clamped the pillow with her two fair, slender feet, and then lifted it slightly.

Because the trouser legs of the pants she wore today were relatively wide, along with her lifting her legs, the trouser cuffs naturally slipped down a bit, revealing that pair of well-proportioned, clean calves.

Three portions of crayfish could make her this happy, and Lu Yibai shook his head with a smile, then walked into his own bathroom to take a shower, afterward changing into a clean set of clothes.

After he finished showering, the food delivery courier had not yet delivered the crayfish. Lu Yibai dropped heavily onto the sofa, then lay paralyzed like a lump of mud.

These past few days had exhausted him to death, and his physical condition felt extremely poor, just like you guys whose kidneys are overdrawn.

"Xiaoqi, why didn't you tell me there is also a grave within a grave beneath the cemetery?" Lu Yibai said.

Lin Xiaoqi hugged the pillow and sat up straight, saying, "Oh, Boss, you went in and took a look?"

Lu Yibai nodded.

Lin Xiaoqi looked at Lu Yibai and said, "Then Boss, you must have seen the Night Watchman remains in the middle of the burial cave, right?"

Lu Yibai nodded.

Among them, he even felt a familiar aura on the remains of individual Crow City Night Watchmen.

That was the inheritance of the Night Watchman power passed down through the pulse, cultivated through the cultivation technique named "Menstrual Pain" by him.

Therefore, what was buried there was not just seniors, and there might even be quite a few of Lu Yibai's grandmasters inside.

"Boss, you didn't feel wrong. Quite a few grandmasters of our lineage are also buried inside."

Lu Yibai twitched the corner of his mouth. Could it be those few short-lived grandmasters of legend?

You must know that the cultivation technique "Menstrual Pain" was still not particularly perfected to this day, and several grandmasters all used their lives to break new ground. Such great figures...

--mostly did not live past the age of forty.

Oh, speaking of which, Ji Dekeng was a middle-aged man.

Although Ji Dekeng loved maintenance very much and would apply facial masks and the like from time to time, and his clothes and styling were also very exquisite, he indeed looked like a middle-aged gay uncle.

Ji Dekeng was visually estimated to be in his thirties, but because he was so good at maintenance, his actual age might already be over forty.

Lu Yibai asked curiously, "Xiaoqi, speaking of which, how old is Ji Dekeng this year?"

"Boss, you guess!" Lin Xiaoqi blinked her eyes and said.

Lu Yibai very much wanted to retort, "You guess whether I'll guess." After a while, he said, "Forty?"

Lin Xiaoqi shook her head.

"Forty-five?"

Lin Xiaoqi still shook her head.

She looked at Lu Yibai and said, "Boss, you can't guess it."

After speaking, Lin Xiaoqi, leaning against the sofa, glanced at the old locust tree that was even taller than the bar's second floor, and said softly, "When I first saw him, he was already this appearance. In the blink of an eye, so many years have already passed."

"This Old Guy is really already very old, very old, very old..."

(ps: Second update. Thanks to the dozens of little darlings who tipped these past few days~)