Kaifeng Bistro

Xu Yan abruptly withdrew the hand that was on Tan Zhifeng's shoulder, and he turned to look at Changshang, who just kept urging anxiously: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Xu Yan, Tan Zhifeng, Yiyi, and Zhuo Zhuo quickly followed him to the wheat straw alley. This was the first time Tan Zhifeng felt that this small box was so long from the beginning to the end.Xu Gan opened the door one step earlier and stepped into the room. When Tan Zhifeng and the others arrived, they saw Xu Gan sitting beside the bed with Ling'er in his arms. Weeping in pain, sweating coldly.Tan Zhifeng grabbed Changshang and asked, "What's going on, and when did it start?"

"It's okay just now...it's okay just now," Shangshang was also at a loss, looking at Tan Zhifeng with red eyes: "Ling'er is fine this morning, he said he wants to drink some porridge, so I'll go to the kitchen to see "Brother Zhifeng, why are you not here? Where have you been?"

"Stop talking about that, talk about Ling'er!" Yi Yi interrupted him.

"Um, um," Changshang became even more incoherent, "I heard Ling'er yell, I was still cooking porridge, just now, I, I came back to see, Ling'er's face was very strange, I, I used mine……"

Having said that, he suddenly left Tan Zhifeng, Yiyi, and Zhuozhuo behind, turned around and ran to the bed, put his hand on Linger's hand and stroked it gently, and the faint warm brown light in his hand began to follow Linger's body. Climbing his arms up, Ling'er hummed a few times, and seemed to be quieter, but the sweat on his head was still dripping out.

Xu Gan glanced at Changshang, he gently put Ling'er on the bed, and said to Changshang: "Go on and do what you did just now."

"No, it doesn't work." Seeing that Xu Gan's already cold face was now more gloomy and terrifying, Shangshang lowered his head in fear: "I, I can only make him a little more comfortable, but he will still be able to It looks like just now. So, what is going on here..."

Xu Gan frowned, and his eyes showed a bit of confusion. At the same time, everyone in the room felt their spiritual power fluctuating constantly.Tan Zhifeng suddenly realized what had happened. "Xu Gan, it's you." He walked up quickly, took Xu Gan's hand, and sat by the window facing Xu Gan.Through the interlocking fingers of the two, he could feel a powerful and restless divine power rolling and fluctuating in Xu Gan's body. He didn't know what he should do, but he felt that he had to do something.

He turned to Yi Yi and said, "Go to Tianqing Temple and invite Master Wen Hui here."

Yi Yi didn't delay at all, and immediately walked out of the house, leaving Zhuo Zhuo and Shang Shang gathered by the bed, Zhuo Zhuo hugged Ling'er in his arms, and Shang Shang kept sending him his spiritual power, the brown light seemed to be The soft yet solid earth calmed Ling'er's pain little by little, and gradually made him fall into a deep sleep.

"Xu Gan, Ying Long..." Tan Zhifeng still held Xu Gan's slender and strong fingers tightly, and he murmured silently in his heart: "What happened... Who the hell wants to wake up Xu Gan's memory, wake up his The soul that should have gone away..."

He slowly closed his eyes, feeling the power pouring out from Xu Gan's palm. This kind of power was not as soft and generous as he was familiar with. It seemed to be wrapped in a frosty rainstorm, breaking through Tan Zhifeng's weak heart. The barrier slammed right at him.

Tan Zhifeng tried his best to lean towards Chao Xugan, the white spot of light between his fingers suddenly rolled up like a flame, burning more and more vigorously, gathering and surging at the place where the two fingers touched, the pure white spirit The penetrating light is like a vast snow piled up continuously, extending to the arms and chests of the two, and the light red light coming in from the window shines on their cheeks that are almost touching together, Tan Zhifeng's delicate facial features are shining beautifully and brightly under the morning glow, But Xu Gan's face was still hidden in the shadow of the window lattice.Tan Zhifeng closed his eyes and said softly: "Xu Gan, Ying Long and I, we will help you. A Yuan, Ling Er, these people are your relatives, we will help you bear everything and end everything, please, don't Make things worse...leave it to me and Ying Long, maybe...maybe there will be a chance, okay!"

The glow was slowly moving, and Xu Gan's face finally lit up. The light spots overflowing from Tan Zhifeng's hands seemed to be blown by the wind and drifted away into the distance. At the place where Xu Gan was sitting quietly, a dim shadow slowly Stand up and move towards Tan Zhifeng.

Tan Zhifeng felt a pain in his heart again. He opened his eyes, but what he saw was not Xu Yan's deep eyes and straight nose. He saw the wind and snow outside the Great Wall, thousands of miles of grassland, galloping horses, herds of cattle. Sheep, he saw a young child changing into Han clothes under the crowd, he saw that there was still a trace of reluctance in the child's dark eyes; he watched the yellow sand and gravel soil on both sides turn into green mountains and green , the gurgling brook was flowing quietly, the loss in the child's eyes was gradually replaced by freshness and curiosity; he soon saw the bustling street, the noisy crowd, and he saw the heavy and solemn vermilion gate slowly opening , Amidst the sound of hawking one after another, he followed the child through all the alleys. A honest middle-aged man reached out and hugged the child: "From now on, you will be my son. Xu Gan."

He watched the boy spend most of his years in silence, as if all the children's frolics and games had nothing to do with him; he saw a few tall and strong men appearing at the alley one day, and they walked one after another in the quiet night Entering the narrow yard, one of them stood up and said to the handsome and strong child who had grown a lot taller: "...I'm here to tell you, you are not such a useless son of a blacksmith! You Your ancestors arose at the confluence of the Xilamulun River and the Tuhe River, you are a descendant of the gods riding a green ox and a white horse! What you carry is the expectation of all the tribes at the foot of Muye Mountain..."

"Remember, your name is Yelu Zongxun, and you are the third prince of the venerable Shengzong. Now the emperor of Daliao is your elder brother. Now, you must remember everything I have taught you, because, you What we bear is the expectation of all the tribes under Muye Mountain! We cannot let the stupid Han people occupy the vast land of the Central Plains forever, sooner or later, this place...will belong to us!"

Tan Zhifeng felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart. Through the still dark and deep eyes of the young man, he caught a trace of confusion. As time passed, he followed the young man out of the door, shuttling back and forth in the familiar streets and alleys. Watching the young man stop and go, he looked at the people he was used to smiling at him with another kind of eyes full of doubts. He heard the young man repeatedly asking in his heart: Could it be that they are really mine? enemy?

Tan Zhifeng watched the boy walk more and more slowly, until there was a burst of light footsteps behind him, Tan Zhifeng felt his heart tightening slowly, a beautiful but a little thin child, with pride in his eyes and a little He looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, his round and bright eyes shone like morning stars, he walked up to hold the young man's hand shyly, and said to him: "They said, you are the one I can rely on in Kaifeng." people."

Tan Zhifeng closed his eyes again, and when he opened them, the black shadow in front of him dissipated little by little, and there was another voice in the air, just as deep and majestic, but a little sad and relieved.

"I did it, what I should do, they asked me to do it. However, I still failed to protect A Yuan." His voice dragged on, like a sigh, and both Zhuo Zhuo and Chang Chang raised their heads in surprise Come, Ling'er who was sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and he suddenly cried loudly: "Daddy, Daddy, are you leaving?"

"I'm leaving." The black shadow floated towards Ling'er on the bed like smoke: "I should have left long ago. The sleeping soul of the Dragon God was too weak to notice my existence. But now he has completely Wake up, and I don't belong here anymore, and I don't miss it anymore. Nothing lasts forever. Ling'er, you have to take good care of yourself."

After all, the smoke slowly floated towards Tan Zhifeng again: "It's you, it's you who purified the hatred in my heart, who are you?"

"I..." Tan Zhifeng looked down at his hands, where there was still a little crystal white light shining, he raised his hand to touch the wisp of light smoke, this time, the shaking shadow melted between his fingers, he felt It was the sound of laughter, gentle hugs and kisses under the genial spring, and the thumping in the depths of his heart. He felt that the heavy boulder pressing on his heart was turning into powder little by little. In this way, it dissipated with the wind, and there was no more quarreling and crying, nor pain and suffering.He heard the incomplete, weak soul in the air sigh: "Whoever abandons me, the day of yesterday must not be kept. That's it."

Tan Zhifeng opened his eyes suddenly, and stretched out his hand as if trying to grab something. "Wait!" He shouted anxiously: "You can't leave yet! I have something important to ask you!"

"I don't want to say it." The voice became weaker and weaker: "I wanted to take A Yuan away, but I couldn't take him away. You, no matter who you are, be careful of A Yuan, save him..."

Tan Zhifeng desperately gathered his spiritual power, the room was filled with white light, as if bolts of lightning flashed up, Zhuo Zhuo covered his eyes, but the moment the light disappeared, the shadow had completely disappeared.

Tan Zhifeng just wanted to get up, but a strong hand held him tightly.

"Zhifeng," the person opposite opened his eyes, "he has already left."

Tan Zhifeng looked at "Xu Gan" in front of him again, and he finally realized what happened.Xu Gan's face was still stern and calm, but there was a kind of awe-inspiring sacred light flowing between his brows. Both Zhuo Zhuo and Chang Chang stood up uncontrollably, pressed their hands on their chests, and bowed deeply to Xu Gan.

At this time, the door rang, and it was Yi Yi and Wen Hui who appeared at the door.As soon as Wen Hui saw Xu Gan, she was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "Ying Long, you've finally woken up."

Xu Gan nodded slightly, and said to him: "I have awakened a long time ago, but the soul of this mortal is still there, and mine has not recovered. The last transformation took almost all my energy. I call you , for this child..."