With Nangong Hong’s handwritten letter, I left Baihu City.

The brothers who were locked in the underground prison of Xuanwu were soon released. People said that those who came out of the "title" would become good people. I don't think it was false at all. Their sins were cleared, and they were typical "good people".

However, these thousands of good people laughed wildly on the street, but pedestrians on the road all made detours dumbfounded, and even the patrol brigade had to step aside.

After throwing all the relics of the Golden Dragon into the warehouse, I stretched and got up.

As soon as I went out for morning exercise, my master pulled aside: "Fan'er, you should find time to go to the Dongfang family and visit Dongfang Linhao. Your life was saved by someone!"

"I know, it's better to choose a date than to meet the date. Let's go today!" I have longed for the Dongfang family.

Zhang Qiuhong was stunned for a while, pointed at me and smiled, "You, okay, let's go and have a look together."

"Great!" Yu Ming shouted excitedly: "Mysterious Dongfang Family, I'm here."

Wang Chen and others all had divine lights in their eyes. The Oriental Family is not an ordinary tourist destination. Not everyone can go in and feel its mysterious aura. Many people regard "not entering the Oriental Family" as a great regret in their lives.

But when we arrived at the location of Dongfang’s home, the middle-aged man who came to receive us told us something very regrettable, that is, Dongfang Linhao was critically ill.

Dongfang Linhao is critically ill!

If the Dongfang family members say that Dongfang Linhao is critically ill, then Dongfang Linhao will definitely have no hope of living. I stared at the seemingly ordinary forest in front of me, but I felt like I couldn't see through it. Can this old man living in legends and myths not get rid of the fate of death?

"Miss Lu, everyone, please don't spread this news to the outside world, thank you!" The middle-aged man did not forget to add this sentence before leading the way.

Dongfang Linhao is critically ill! If this news spread to society, it will definitely shock the whole world. Now even Master and the old man know that Dongfang Linhao is critically ill, which means that the Dongfang family does not want the outside world to know that this old man is about to leave the world, even if Dongfang Linhao has left the world.

So we all nodded with understanding. After following the middle-aged man in a white robe with a reminder from Lu Yun, he did not dare to make a mistake in a single step. No one was willing to use his body to challenge the authority of the Oriental Family's illusion.

With an inexplicable mood, our group came to the living room of the Dongfang family. There was no such sad atmosphere as imagined along the way. Moreover, because we were concerned about Dongfang Linhao, we were not in the mood to carefully view the architectural style of the Dongfang family that was already unique in the world, let alone Lu Yun, who was here for the second time.

"Uncle Dongfang, you didn't..." Lu Yun looked at a thin and short bald old man in surprise and shouted: "It's great to see you."

Lu Yun had introduced Dongfang Linhao to us before, but it still surprised us. Didn’t that middle-aged man say Dongfang Linhao is already critically ill? No matter how much a guy likes to joke, he will not joke about the life of his head, right? So who is the vigorous old man standing in front of us?

Dongfang Linhao responded with a soft smile: "Little girl, it's great to see you. Please forgive me for the poor memory of this old man. I forgot what your name is!"

"It's okay, you forgot once, I will tell you once, my name is Lu Yun. You have called me many times, and you must not forget this time!" Lu Yun gently pinched Dongfang Linhao's dry hands, and a few crystal tears flashed in his eyes.

Dongfang Linhao patted Lu Yun's little hand and said lovingly: "Oh, I remember it, Yun'er, why didn't Zhang'er come to see me, my dying old friend!"

Lu Yun blinked a few times in a row, held back the tears that were about to shed, and said with a forced smile: "Look at what you always say, aren't you in good health now? Why do you say you're dead at any time? Master is busy with the sect's opening these days, so he doesn't have time to come. He said he would come to see you again at some point."

"Oh, hehe, then we won't mention this, not mention this, the following are your fellow brothers and sisters, let me see, tsk tsk tsk tsk... They are all dragons and phoenixes among humans. I really don't know how Old Zhang cultivated the blessings in his previous life. He was so envious to others!" Dongfang Linhao glanced at us with gleam, stopped his eyes on my face, nodded and said, "You are Xu Fan?"

"When I say to my uncle, I am Xu Fan. I thanked my uncle for saving my life!" I bowed respectfully to the ground.

Dongfang Linhao laughed and said, "Okay, okay... I deserve this gift, but then again, the one who saved your life is Yun'er. You have to treat her well in the future!"

"That's certain." I responded firmly.

Then Wang Chen and others met Dongfang Linhao and his wives one by one, as well as Dongfang Linhao's three sons: the eldest Dongfang Park Chen, the third Dongfang Park Shu and the fourth Dongfang Park Lin.

When he met Dongfang Park Lin, he cordially stated that his two precious sons had just shouted that they would come out to see me, but somehow they changed it to let him, a father, pass on the message on his behalf, saying that when I had time, I went to Dongfang's "Wuchen Garden" to find them.

I was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized that Dongfang Park Lin was the father of the Mu Senlin brothers. I really don’t know what tricks the two kids want to play.

He took out the "Secret Art in the Room" from his arms and said to Dongfang Linhao: "Uncle's book is a peerless treasure book, which has benefited me a lot. Now is the time to return the things to the original owner."

Aunt Qing smiled and took the book and looked at Dongfang Linhao with a hint of sadness in her eyes. Dongfang Linhao replied: "This is indeed a good book. I also hope that you can make good use of this technique and choose people to teach them in the future, but avoid being passed down by non-humans."

"Abide by my uncle's teachings, I will definitely not let your expectations down!" I responded solemnly.

"All those who can come to the Dongfang family are destined to be a destined person. You can stay at the Dongfang family for a night!" After a pause, Dongfang Linhao said, "Qing'er, you take those girls to play; the eldest and the third brother will take those young men to the 'Gu Xu Xun Garden'; Xu Fan, come with me, I have something to say to you."

"Dad, what about me?" Dongfang Park Lin looked at Dongfang Linhao in confusion, as if he was puzzled why his father missed himself.

"Aren't you going to take Xu Fan to find my two precious grandsons? So, you are waiting here." Dongfang Linhao said as he was already walking towards the inner hall. I was stunned and followed.

Following Dongfang Linhao to a room full of messy things. Dongfang Linhao snapped his fingers. After a rattle of gold and wood, the door behind him automatically closed. Everything I thought was messy disappeared, and an ancient incense table and several neat futons appeared in front of me.

When I was secretly amazed that there were many mechanisms here, Dongfang Linhao pointed at the cushion and said, "Sit down!"

Perhaps it was due to the environment that I sat cross-legged on the futon pointed at Dongfang Linhao, looking at the thin old man devoutly.

Dongfang Linhao sat down opposite me, looked at me deeply and said, "Young man, don't be too reserved, I'm also a human being, let alone I'm just a dying old man."

"Why are you dying? Why are you still so energetic, and you always say that you are dying, and..." I suddenly didn't know if this matter should be said.

"And my family all claimed that I was critically ill, but I seemed to have nothing to do, right?" Dongfang Linhao smiled slightly and said the answer to the question that I had been puzzled to solve.

What does critical illness mean?

Critical illness, to put it simply, a person is sick, has a disease that cannot be cured, and is about to die!

Dongfang Linhao was indeed sick, and he had a disease called "the end of the day has arrived". This disease was not recognized by the medical community, but it was indeed not cured. Dongfang Linhao did have less than three days left for his life, and he was indeed dying!

But we subconsciously thought that critical illness was the kind of situation where people would slump in the bed, and even shit and urine were asked to be greeted. As soon as we inhaled the first half of the breath, we might not be able to exhale the second half of the breath.

If I was traveling in a park, a passerby told me that he had only three days left, and brought a watch brought by an old actor, "Brother Bao", in "The God of Fist", that he could accurately calculate when his life span would end. I would definitely punch him in the forehead and then scrape him to see if he could cure his mental illness!

But now Dongfang Linhao told me that his deadline was approaching, and he would travel to the west at noon three days later, but I believed it and believed it firmly because he was Dongfang Linhao.

Although I thought it was stupid to ask a question myself, I still asked: "Uncle, why can you still face it so calmly when you clearly know when you will pass away?"

"It? You mean death!" Dongfang Linhao said calmly: "Death is a big fog. No one can untie it yet, but one thing is certain is that we will die one day. Just like you, you will die one day, and you also know when you can live at most, but aren't you facing life calmly? Is it different just because I am closer to death?"

Dongfang Linhao's words stirred up a thousand waves in my heart. His words took me into a world that I had never thought about before. There is life and death. Who can deny that death is not a life of another meaning?

Dongfang Linhao talked to me about his understanding of the world. I don’t know how much impact these things have on me. I only know that “listening to you is better than reading for ten years” is far from being used in this way.

Maybe I can do it if I ignore death, but it's just in the game!

When leaving this special house, Dongfang Linhao also gave me a sentence: "The scenery is full of sorrow, the gold and jade in the plate are in a dream. Life has its own gains and losses, and misfortunes and blessings are always with each other."

I remembered this sentence firmly, and I didn't ask Dongfang Linhao what it means. I think one day I will understand what it means.

After coming out of the house, I was shocked to find that there were already stars outside. Dongfang Linhao did not come out with me, so I walked back to the living room alone.

Dongfang Park Lin is still there, and beside him is Dongfang Musen and Dongfang Lin.

"Dad, what are grandpa talking to Brother Tian? Why haven't you said it for so long..." Before Dongfang Musen finished speaking, Dongfang Lin had already responded: "Here comes out!"

"Brother Tian!" The Mu Senlin brothers' eyes lit up and they both ran towards me.

When I saw these two special little brothers in reality, I was in a very happy mood and went up to me with a big smile.
Chapter completed!