"boom!"

The coffin closed, and his hands trembled.

The pain that a white-haired man gave to a black-haired man 20 years ago spread in his heart again.

"Good girl..."

Every time he closed, he cried bitterly.

Feng Chenglin also felt distressed: "Don't be like this... Since you want your daughter to enter the soil for safety and reincarnate as a human being, you can't let her go uneasy!"

The cry of the old shopkeeper stopped abruptly.

"You say you, take her a step, you just cry... If she is alive in the sky, you say, will she go with peace of mind? Can she go to reincarnation with peace of mind?"

The old shopkeeper stood silent for a long time with tears, his shoulders shrugged, as if crying.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head: "You're right...I can't do this! I can't let my beloved go uneasy!"

Suddenly raised his hand and slammed his hammer on the coffin.

"Good girl, don't worry, you can go away. Everything is fine here... I will live well until the day when my life ends! At that time, we will be fathers and daughters in the next life!"

Instead of using a shovel, he buried the soil on the coffin with his hands, creating a tomb.

Ling Luoyu motioned to Feng Chenglin to come to the kitchen to bring food and wine to the little girl.

"Meeting is fate, we met here today, that is fate... This glass of wine is my sacrifice to you!" Ling Luoyu poured the wine from the cup and bowed in respect.

The old shopkeeper sighed and took the wine cup: "Okay, it's time to help, you guys are all done...none of what you want! Two people, I won't give it away..."

"What do you want?" Feng Chenglin was startled and couldn't help but laugh out: "You are really interesting to talk about?! And what we want! We don't know what we want, what do you do? knew?"

"Don't you just want the secret that my daughter's body is not decayed?" The old shopkeeper squinted to the two with cold eyes: "I can tell you clearly, there is no such thing as the dead body beads you imagine... my daughter is like , It's all the help of a friend..."

"It's Mr. Tang?" Ling Luoyu interrupted him.

"..." The old shopkeeper hesitated, but nodded: "Yes! It's him!"

"It's really Mr. Tang..." Feng Chenglin fell silent in surprise.

"Do you... also know Mr. Tang?" The old shopkeeper's expression changed obviously.

"Know, acquaintance! Old acquaintance!" Feng Chenglin was speechless: "Of course, it's definitely not like you. I have been in friendship for 20 years..."

"Old...acquaintance?" The old shopkeeper suddenly got up and took a step back: "I understand... You two are here for Mr. Tang!"

"we"

"I tell you, don't want to get any news about Mr. Tang from me!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

This old guy can really add to himself!

They are not doing anything, so they put hats on them that are not conducive to Mr. Tang!

Quietly glanced at Ling Luoyu, and he thought about it jokingly: "Old man, you are so nervous... It seems that Mr. Tang is really good to you, then don't we want to... Can't dig out Mr. Tang's information?"

"Mr. Tang is my second-born parent and savior. Without him, there would be no mine today...not even my good-natured today!" The old shopkeeper didn't see the joke in Feng Chenglin's eyes at all.