Chapter 564: Your grandpa is not a cowardly and incompetent person!

"Grandpa, you've been lying to me from the beginning. You're not sick—no, you may be sick, but it's not serious enough to paralyze you in bed..."

Le Zhuang's voice was trembling as he spoke words that even he himself did not believe.

He has taken care of his grandfather for so many years, and he knows his grandfather's condition better than anyone else. If he was faking illness, how could he pretend for several years? But when he saw his grandfather suddenly stand up, his originally pale face suddenly became rosy.

He couldn't figure out what was going on, he could only think positively.

Before he could finish his words, Le Zhuang saw the sadness on Taoist Xuan Qing's face from the corner of his eye. He was startled and asked in a trembling voice:

"Uncle, I, I, my grandpa, what's going on? Do you, do you know?"

Looking at the appearance of Taoist Master Xuanqing, he knew that Taoist Master Xuanqing might very well know what happened to his grandfather, and judging from the expression on Taoist Master Xuanqing's face, it was most likely not a good thing.

He didn't want to ask.

Because he didn't want to hear anything unbearable from Taoist Xuanqing.

but.

Looking at his grandfather's strange condition, although he had a thousand worries in his heart, he still had some expectations. He expected a miracle to happen and hoped to hear words that would satisfy him from Taoist Xuanqing.

'Is this a flash of life?'

Wang Ping'an watched the originally frail Le Wenmao suddenly get up from the bed. His originally pale face gradually turned rosy, and his thin body gradually became strong. Sadness involuntarily appeared on his face.

although.

Le Wenmao had no relatives or friends with him, but all living things have spirits, and he felt a little uncomfortable watching his fellow creatures approach the end of their lives.

Taoist Xuanqing did not answer Le Zhuang's question. Instead, he watched Le Wenmao put on his clothes, squatted down, took out an antique wooden box from under the bed, opened it, and found several brand new sets of clothes, all women's clothes.

The most eye-catching thing was a wedding dress. After touching it carefully, his face was filled with memories and sadness that were difficult to conceal.

Subsequently.

Le Wenmao put down his clothes and took out a long sword with a sheath from underneath. He then looked up and said to Taoist Xuanqing: "Brother Gouzi, these are Wenjun's clothes. I leave them to you as a souvenir!"

"Wenjun has been gone for so many years, why do I need these clothes as a souvenir? I have almost forgotten what Wenjun looked like!"

Taoist Xuanqing laughed at himself. How could he forget the appearance of his Wenjun? He would never be able to forget it. When he left Liangshui Town and was taken to Ziyang Palace by his master, his Wenjun sent him all the way to the outside of Liangshui Town. If he hadn't asked, his Wenjun might have sent him to Ziyang Palace with his master. He sighed:
"According to your situation, you still have a year or so to live. Why do you want to do this?"

"After a year or so, I'm still lying in bed waiting to die. I've been a waste my whole life, and I'm still a waste even if I don't want to die!"

At this point, Le Wenmao paused and looked at Le Zhuang with a look of worry. Even though his end was near, he was still worried about his grandson. Fortunately, Taoist Xuanqing showed up in time, otherwise he really didn't know what to do. He said:
"Xiao Zhuang, I was originally planning to ask someone to send you out of Liangshui Town to a place no one knows in a few days, and then I will go to avenge your parents.

Even if I don't have the ability to break through the Zhu family's heavy protection, I would rather die at the door of the Zhu family and let them know that I, Le Wenmao, am not a coward.

But since you want to take revenge yourself, I will leave Zhu Xing to you. I believe that you and your uncle will study hard and learn all your uncle's skills. Then you can avenge your parents..."

Le Zhuang interrupted hurriedly, "Grandpa, since you already know that you asked me to avenge my parents, why did you still do this? Can't you spend more time with me?" He was not stupid. After hearing the conversation between Taoist Xuanqing and his grandfather, he roughly knew what was going on as his grandfather suddenly became like this.

He had heard the disciples of the martial arts school gossip and knew that some powerful martial artists, when they were at the end of their strength, would burn their own blood and even their lifespan in a desperate fight.

He had also heard people making fun of his grandfather, saying that his grandfather was known as the best fighter in Liangshui Town and was invincible in the town, but his son and daughter-in-law died, and he didn't even dare to fart.

His grandfather's current condition was obviously burning his own blood and lifespan.

just.

He didn't understand why his grandfather did this. His grandfather had clearly said with his own mouth that it was up to him to deal with the enemies of his parents, so why did his grandfather still do this?

of course.

He didn't just hope that his grandfather could stay with him for another year or two, but he wanted to take advantage of the remaining year or two to see if he could find a chance to extend his grandfather's life.

"Xiao Zhuang, you have grown up. It is time for a young bird to leave the nest and fly into the sky. Grandpa cannot stay with you forever. One day, he will leave you and your world. What is the difference between today and a year or two later?"

Le Wenmao looked at Le Zhuang, who was pretending to be strong with tears in his eyes, and touched his head and comforted him:

"Grandpa is giving you the enemy who killed your parents, but I want to avenge your enemy. Otherwise, I would be too cowardly to live my whole life!"

Le Zhuang was stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment: "My fault?"

"Cui Ji, have you forgotten?"

Le Wenmao reminded.

Le Zhuang reacted immediately, his face changed drastically, and he asked, "Grandpa, you know everything?"

Cui Ji.

It was at that time that he could not resist his pleading and financial offensive, so he secretly taught him the skills he had learned in the martial arts school. It was also Cui Ji who told him that Zhu Xing would go to a certain place alone one day, which led to him falling into Zhu Xing's trap and being seriously injured by the vicious dog he raised.

Over the years, Cui Ji would come to him every now and then, using threats and bribes to force him to act as Zhu Xing's toy for entertainment and fight with the vicious dog raised by Zhu Xing.

he.

How could I possibly forget such a beast?
"You are my grandson. How could I not know about your affairs?"

Le Wenmao smiled, but if you look closely, you can still see the cold murderous intent flashing in the depths of his eyes. He said, "Besides, Liangshui Town is not big, I think it's hard not to know!"

"Grandpa, Cui Ji is my enemy. I can handle his problems myself. I don't need you to come..."

Le Zhuang watched his grandfather walk out of the room with a knife in hand as soon as he finished speaking. He spoke hastily, but before he could finish his words, his grandfather suddenly stopped, and with a smile on his face, he continued:
"Grandpa, just take a good rest. I will take care of Cui Ji's problem myself!"

(End of this chapter)