Begin as a person of seven sins

Chapter 114 The Freest Technique
The old man looked at the lively lights at the bottom of the mountain and sighed: "It's really lively down here."

After that, he turned to look at Gao Lao and said jokingly: "Xiaolu, the protagonist today is you. If you are not enjoying family happiness in the yard, what are you doing here? Accompanying an old man who is about to be buried?"

It's obvious that the old man feels he shouldn't be here,

Facing the old man's teasing, Mr. Gao's expression did not change at all. He sighed and said, "This will be the last time I come to see you, and it may be a 'family banquet' after that."

Hearing this, after a moment of silence, the old man's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he suddenly started laughing,
"Hahaha, Xiaolu, you are finally reaching the end of the road. After you die, maybe no one will know my true identity anymore. By then, I will be able to completely regain my freedom and walk out of this damn world. grave." His tone was very arrogant.

"Really? Do you think it's me and the ancestral graves of our Gao family that have trapped you? If you want to leave, you can leave at any time. Our Gao family has never stopped you."

But Gao Lao dismissed it. He didn't believe that the other party would really come out of this grave.
Mr. Gao stopped here, and then sneered: "Haha, it's ridiculous that you think we have trapped you. Haha, even if our Gao family wants to trap you? Can we do it? You have the most powerful The art of freedom, so many people were chasing you back then, but you escaped, now who in the world can trap you."

The freest art in the world?

After hearing this, the old man suddenly became extremely angry and accused Gao Lu: "Gao Lu, you are really crazy~! Crazy~~! Why are you still thinking about this ghost after so many years? How many times have I told you, you can't learn this technique, the price is too high, unless you want to be like me." As he spoke, the old man pulled open his shabby shirt, and there was a huge There was a black hole in his chest, but strangely there was no trace of blood flowing out of the hole, which was very strange and terrifying.

What makes people feel even more strange is that the skin at the edge of the hole is not dry and shriveled. This does not look like the chest of a man who is eighty or ninety years old, but more like the chest of a young man.

"Now you see, this is the price I pay for the 'freest art' you call it~! You want it, and I just want to get rid of it."

"How could this be"

Gao Lao stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

This is the magic that the Gao family has always wanted to inherit.

It's really ridiculous,

He had no idea that this 'freest technique' could turn people into such nondescript forms.

Seeing Gao Lao's dejected look, the old man pulled his shirt back with satisfaction.
After the two of them remained silent for a long time, Gao Lao walked slowly and leisurely to the grave closest to the hut with his cane and sat down.

This is an isolated tomb. Its location is far away from other tombs. The location of the tombs is randomly selected. The feng shui is also very poor. The location is far lower than other tombs. Located outside all the Gao family tombs, it is like a child who made a mistake and was isolated there by the family.

There is no word on the tombstone.

Gao Lu stared blankly at the tombstone for a long time. Countless thoughts slowly passed through his brain. He finally said: "For the sake of our friendship over the years, do one last thing for me."

The old man asked in confusion: "What's the matter?" Gao Lao said slowly: "Finally, help me choose a tomb with better feng shui, and help me take care of my affairs after my death."

The old man snorted coldly and said with a bad smile: "Why? There is no real friendship between you and me. I will wait for you to die and choose a very gloomy place for you."

Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Gao.
"A big thing happened in the circle recently, and it was caused by one of your brothers back then. Don't you want to know?"

After hearing Gao Lao's words, the old man's face turned frosty and his eyes became fierce.

"Say~!"

Seeing the old man's reaction, Gao Lao laughed with satisfaction, and then told him the news that Zhang Huaiyi and the old guys from various sects had died together.

What Gao Lao didn't expect was that there was no expression on the old man's face, no joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, which was very unusual.

Mr. Gao looked at the silent old man and knew that he agreed, so he stood up and left.

"Okay, okay, let's stop talking to you and choose a good grave for me. This is my last request to you."

When he reached the very beginning of the cemetery, he suddenly turned around and gave the old man a warning.

"There are many old guys at the foot of the mountain now, and many of them know your true identity. Please pay attention recently. If someone wants to sneak into the back mountain, just take care of it and deal with it yourself." After finishing speaking, He turned and left without looking back.

After Gao Lao left, the old man turned around and returned to the hut.

When the old man came out again, he had a pot of wine and two wine cups in his hand. He walked to the tomb where Gao Lao had been just now, filled the two wine cups, and placed one of them in front of the tomb.

Finally, the old man suddenly laughed heartily, "Pfft, hahahahaha, that big-eared thief, hahahaha, what a retribution, hahahaha."

He picked up his own wine cup and touched it to the other one, then raised his wine cup and saluted the grave.
"Another brother has gone down to accompany you, and he is still the culprit, the big-eared thief. Hahahahaha, you said that I have learned such a powerful magic, a magic that can clearly see all the strange changes in things in this world, but Why can’t I see through this person’s heart, hahahahaha.”

The old man picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp, but he burst into tears of joy at the end of his laugh. His expression gradually changed from a smile to a cry, and his spirit gradually became out of control, and he became obviously a little delirious.

With such a sudden change, anyone present would definitely think that this old man was crazy.
After a while, the old man calmed down and said helplessly: "I always thought that if I joined Quanxing with Brother Wu, I would be a pure Quanxing. I have already adapted to betrayal and exclusion. How could I have thought that I would be so good in the past After a long time, I'm still the same, hahahaha." After that, he stood up and walked towards the depths of the cemetery carrying the shovel.

(End of this chapter)