Mu Xi did not continue to visit the underground palace, but went directly to Mr. Song's place.
Mr. Song is really very old. At his current age, for a practitioner, he is actually not old. He can only be said to be middle-aged.
But Mr. Song has no cultivation now, and he relies on the strong body left over from his cultivation to survive until now.
During this auction trip, Ye Zhen originally didn't want Mr. Song to rush around, but Mr. Song was very obsessed with the Song family's territory and had to go and see it in person. That's why he had been traveling for so long.
After returning to the underground palace, he went directly to rest.
"It should be here." The encyclopedia said.
The stone door was ajar, but not covered.
Just as Mu Xi was about to step into the stone door, she suddenly said: "Xiao Shu, father, mother, and grandpa, are they all older than before?"
Hearing this, Encyclopedia was silent for a moment and nodded: "Well, he will definitely grow old."
Mu Xi pursed her lips.
The encyclopedia said: "We are different. In the past thirty years, we only spent thirty days in hell. In the past ten years, we only spent ten days in hell. In addition, we were in hell. In these years of the world, it has been more than forty years, girl, Xiaoyan is ten years old, they will definitely grow old."
There doesn't seem to be much difference in their appearance, because the time in hell has shortened their ages, but Ye Zhen and the others are really older than before.
At this moment, Mu Xi suddenly had a wish.
I hope that the people she cares about will always be healthy and never grow old or leave.
"Okay, let's go see grandpa first."
Mu Xi pushed open the ajar stone door and walked in.
As expected, Mr. Song was already resting.
Mu Xi looked at his head of white hair. Mr. Song, who was only over two hundred years old, looked like he was dying. In the big world, those cultivators who had lived for thousands of years looked older than him. Still young.
Seeing Mu Xi staring at Mr. Song's white hair, she said softly: "Grandpa's cultivation was destroyed by the people of the Red Flame Sect. If it weren't for being a cultivator in the past, I'm afraid he would have been... before we came back..."
The life and death record book records that grandpa died at a healthy age.
Mr. Song is just a mortal now, and he will naturally die.
Mu Xi frowned slightly, not happy.
"He's still sleeping. We'd better wait until he wakes up before coming over." Encyclopedia said softly.
I don't know if he sensed their presence, but just when they were about to leave, Mr. Song suddenly woke up.
"Huh? Xi'er? Xiao Shu, why are you here?"
Mu Xi had no choice but to return to the bedside and said softly: "Come and see grandpa."
Mr. Song's face was glowing: "Good boy, grandpa is happy today, but he is a little tired, so he came back to rest first."
Mu Xi helped him lie down again: "Then grandpa will sleep a little longer."
"Why are you still sleeping?" Mr. Song frowned and raised his eyebrows: "My baby Xiao Xi'er is here. Grandpa still has a lot to say to you. I thought before that your parents would definitely talk to you first. That’s why you came back first, how about it? Have you gone to see the changes in the underground palace over the years?”
Mu Xi nodded: "Yes, it's very good, and it will definitely get better and better in the future."
Mr. Song held Mu Xi's hand with a smile and said, "I, as an old man, don't have much wish now. I used to always think about redeeming the Song family. Now that the Song family's territory has been redeemed, what's left is Those land deeds will be recovered bit by bit in the future, there won’t be many anyway, so there is nothing to worry about now.”
When Mu Xi heard Mr. Song's tone of voice that he had no regrets about dying, he was in a bad mood. Many old people were like this. Once they let go of their wishes, it seemed as if there was no other pursuit in the world.
She was very worried that her grandfather would do the same, and said quickly: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, you still have one thing to do."
"Oh?" Mr. Song said with a smile, "What's the matter?"
Mu Xi said: "Watching Xiaoyan grow up, watching him get married and start a business."
"Xiao Yan?" Mr. Song was confused: "Who is this Xiao Yan?"
Mu Xi said: "My son, Lou Moyan."
"What?" Mr. Song was ecstatic: "Your son? Isn't that... my great-grandson? I have a grandson as a gift? Where is he? Where is he? Why haven't I seen him before?"
Mu Xi said: "He is somewhere else for the time being, but he will be back soon."
"Grandpa, there is Xiao Yan's portrait here in Xiaoshu! It's absolutely the same!" Encyclopedia quickly took out Xiao Yan's portrait and spread it out in front of Mr. Song, as if offering a treasure.
Mr. Song looked at it with admiration: "This child... This child is so handsome! Look at these eyes, look at this nose, he really looks like grandpa when he was a child! Hahaha!"
Mu Xi: "..."
Little book: "..."
They looked at each other with a smile in their eyes: "Well, just like you."
In fact, everyone can see that Mo Yan's appearance has taken after Lou Jingxiao's.
But the old people are happy, and many old people like to say that, no matter whose child it is, as long as it is related to them by blood, they will say that they look like him!
The more Mr. Song looked at it, the more he liked it: "You must bring this little guy back to grandpa quickly! This kid is so handsome! Hey, I don't know when your uncle will get married and give birth to this old man." Let’s play with my big fat grandson.”
Hearing this, Mu Xi and Encyclopedia were slightly startled, and unanimously chose not to speak.
"I'll put this portrait away!" Mr. Song quickly confiscated the portrait of his great-grandson, suddenly thought of something, and asked: "By the way, Xi'er, when you come back this time, why don't you see that bastard uncle of yours? Aren't you together in the world above?"
Mu Xi was worried that her grandfather would be worried, so she said, "We are together. Uncle... is busy and won't be able to come back for the time being."
Mr. Song snorted coldly: "What is he busy with? What is he busy with, and you are back! That brat is not in the so-called big world of the big world, where he is more likely to live and drink, so he doesn't want to come back, right?"
Encyclopedia quickly smiled and said: "How could it be! Grandpa! Where do you want to go! You don't know who our uncle is yet! How could he be such a person! Uncle is really busy with something! Before he comes back , I also brought many gifts to Xiao Shutuo, saying they are for honoring you!"
As he spoke, Encyclopedia took out a lot of fine wine and some weird gadgets from his Qiankun bag, and gave them all to Mr. Song.
Mr. Song looked at these things and glanced at Xiaoshu: "As for Xiaoshu, you can tease me. Of course I know what that child Qinghan is like. How could you prepare these things... You must have prepared them yourself, right?" "