Two years later.
In the 122nd year of the Martial Arts Calendar, there was another dry grave behind Li Yueming's courtyard.
From then on.
Everyone he cared about in this world had entered the tomb.
After burying all his old friends, Li Yueming became even more silent.
Looking at the barren land and the withered old tree in the courtyard, he tilted his head and fell into deep thought.
In the end.
He finally came back to his senses.
Li Yueming began to decorate the dilapidated courtyard.
He shoveled the weeds and plowed the land that his mother had planted before.
On the other side of the courtyard, a new persimmon tree was planted where Ye Nanyuan used to plant persimmon trees.
After a series of repairs and repairs.
The originally lifeless courtyard finally had life again.
At this moment.
Li Yueming did not remove the disguise on his face.
Therefore, he still acted as an old man.
