Don't forget Qian Xun Mo tonight

Don't forget Qian Xun Mo tonight

Author: Baili Lianjiang

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The baby fell down and needed someone to come and pick me up, but there was no one. _§:з)))”∠)_ This article is over, and the extras have not been updated yet.

Don't forget Chihiromo tonight,

Solo leisurely say goodbye.

The cold wind caused continuous rain,

Looking back is empty.

The rain fell a little frequently, and Daoming knew that it was another eventful year.

If Nangong decides to end this 30-year dream this year, maybe the people left behind will suffer and criticize, but he will not see them.

He admits that he is a coward, but he has no choice. For the one he loves, he has done everything, including himself and his relatives.

The seemingly peaceful life is full of stormy waves.

Content tags: Enmity, Enmity, Love, Revenge

Search keywords: Protagonist: Nan Gongruo, Mo Zhuiyu┃Supporting role: Mu Fuhuai┃Others:

Chapter 1

The rain came suddenly, although it was not very heavy, but it also came in through the window with a gust of cold wind.There were a few letters scattered by the window, all of which were stained with dampness, but luckily, the ink stains were not wetted, and it should be fine to dry them on a sunny day another day.

The people in the house were lying in the soft bed on one side, probably fell asleep while reading the letter.

The sudden noise outside the house disturbed the person's lucid dream, it should be the rabbit raised by the children next door sneaked in.

It's been a long time since I dreamed, let alone dreaming about that person, and I feel a little regretful to wake up now.Slowly opened his eyes, the blanket on his body was put on by the housekeeper, alas, why didn't he know how to close the window too.

Since the beginning of spring, it has rained several times in a row. Although there is nothing serious, it is still a bit disturbing.

He got up and closed the window, carefully put away the letter, and placed it in a hidden compartment in the house. It seemed that he would not take it out in the near future.

The tea on the table was already cold, but fortunately there was a stove to warm it up.There is nothing better than drinking a cup of hot tea on this rainy day.

It has been several years since his cultivation skills have stagnated on the ninth floor, and he is afraid that he will not be able to do much in this life.In the past, I just focused on practicing kung fu, but now I am free. I can go fishing, play chess, and drink tea. It is really relaxing, but it also adds a sense of loneliness.

Things in the martial arts world have not been bothered for many years. Nan Gongruo's only son, Nan Gongqing, has long been the leader of the martial arts world, and has a virtuous wife to assist him, so there is no need to worry about it.If there is any regret in life, it is not being able to see the full house of children and grandchildren.

Thinking that there should be nothing wrong today, and the rainy weather is not suitable for going out, so I took out the treasured chess records to study and study, it is true that the talents of the ancients are very wise.

"Master, the young master is here."

The voice outside the door was Zhang Zai, the old housekeeper of the Nangong family. He had followed Nangong Ruo decades ago and stayed in this other residence together. Now he is half a century old and his hair has already turned gray.Nan Gongruo is the same age as him, but they stand together. Standing together with Nan Gongqing, they are often mistaken for brothers.

"Do you know why Qing'er came here?"

Nangong Ruo couldn't remember the last time Nangongqing came to live in another residence. Except for some special festivals every year, Nangongqing usually came to visit in the middle of the month. I heard that today's martial arts is not peaceful, so Nangongqing is busy Wake up, it's been a long time in the future.I heard from Zhang Zai that Nangongqing was attacked and injured by gangsters not long ago, and I don't know if he has recovered.

Alas, they are all the leaders of the martial arts alliance, and they are still so reckless in how they do things, so how can a father like Nan Gongruo rest assured.

"Master, it's almost Qingming again."

It turned out to be another year.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, accompanied by his son and daughter-in-law, Nangong Ruo would go to the old house of Nangong in Jingzhou. The name is tomb-sweeping, but it is actually a tour of the scenery along the way.And only at this time, Nan Gongruo will leave the city where he has lived for decades.

To be honest, if that person's tomb wasn't there, he wouldn't have spent so much effort. The people of Nangong's family were not worth paying homage to them at all.

Thirty years have passed since what happened back then, and few people in the martial arts world would dare to mention the stupid things the Nangong family did back then, but the price was quite heavy.If Nangong is unwilling to think about it, it will only add to the sadness.

"Let him wait a moment, I'll be there right away."

Nangong Ruo changed into blue clothes and went directly to the living room.The father and son didn't say a word when they met, Nangong Ruo felt the pulse of Nangong Qing, he frowned, and he didn't relax until he was sure that Nangong Qing was fine.

"The pulse is stable, and it seems that he has recovered, and he needs to be more careful outside in the future."

"Thank you father for your concern, Qing'er should be cautious."

Nan Gongqing has just turned 28 this year. Standing next to Nan Gongruo, the two are about the same height, at most they look like brothers. No one can guess that they will be father and son.However, Nan Gongruo's calm and calm expression revealed that this person must be very human.

After some words, everything was ready, and they finally decided to set off for Jingzhou in three days.

The two were still polite, Nangongqing's words were only awe, and Nangongruo didn't seem to show much emotion.Nangong Qing was that person's child, and after that person's death, his mother raised him alone.When Nangong Qing was three years old, Nangong Ruo adopted him.

At that time, if Nangong didn't know how to get along with his children, he just waited to practice martial arts all day long, and there was very little conversation between father and son. Later, Nangong Qing grew up and was sent to Tianshan to practice martial arts. There are also many ingredients in between.As for his biological mother, Xia Piaoxu, her whereabouts were uncertain, and she would only come to visit if she was in the mood.

"All the martial arts affairs have been settled?" After drinking a cup of tea, this is a new tea sent by Feng Xuemei. It is called Rongxue, and it is a unique delicacy unique to the Tianshan Mountains. Just a little tea can brew a pot full of fragrance .

"Everything has been properly arranged." A few days ago, several prestigious seniors in the martial arts world were inexplicably killed. As the leader of the martial arts world, Nan Gongqing traveled around to investigate the matter for several months, but he still couldn't find the culprit, the Aphasia Gate.But the behavior of the Aphasia Sect this time is too strange. According to their practice, killing people has always been extremely secretive, but recently they have always spent a lot of time, and they have made it known to everyone, and they don't know what the intention is.

After finishing the business, Nangongqing didn't know what to say, and Nangongruo was the same. Zhang Zai stood aside, feeling a little helpless. His master didn't know how to get along with others, and since that person died, he became more and more with others. Missed, although the young master is not the master's own, but also followed his temperament.

After Nangongqing said goodbye, Zhang Zai took a cloak and put it on Nangongruo. He knew that his master would not return to the house for a while, and it just so happened that the rain stopped.

"Come with me to play chess in the backyard."

It had just rained, and the flowers, plants and trees in the backyard were covered with rain and dew.It's slightly cold, but the air is fresh, and it won't spoil the mood.

The master and the servant are sitting in the pavilion, the unfinished chess game is placed on the table, this time it will continue, but some people are not paying attention to the chess.

"You're distracted, what made you so absent-minded?"

Only then did Zhang Zai realize that he had made another wrong move with his chess piece. He had been playing chess with his master for decades, and his chess moves had long been known, so Nangong Ruo could naturally see it.

"I don't know why, these few days I feel a little... a little uneasy. I always feel that I will encounter something during this trip." Zhang Zai has never said a lie in front of his master, and he will not at this time.

"No matter what happens, what should come will always come. Even if you hide here for a lifetime, you can't escape. Zhang Zai, I don't know when you became so timid. It doesn't look like the number one villager in the world back then That all-powerful and murderous Zhang Sanlang."

Zhang Zai deliberately coughed twice, it seems that the past is a bit unbearable.

"My lord, you wouldn't make fun of me like this before."

Nangong Ruo smiled slightly, and turned his eyes to look outside the courtyard wall, the smile on his face faded instantly.

Just a wall.Outside was the bustling world that the man had been nostalgic for, but he could no longer open his eyes to appreciate it all.

"Before? I can't remember."

If you can really forget, it won't be so troublesome.

Chapter 2

Three days later, Nan Gongruo, Nan Gongqing, his wife Shen Xing, housekeeper Zhang Zai, and two servants set off on the road.

Although Nan Gongruo said that his internal strength was profound and his martial arts were world-class, he could not bear to ride a horse for a long time after not running around for many years, so he sat in the carriage with Shen Xing, which was also a habit for many years.

Shen Xing was a little afraid of this father-in-law. He still remembered that on the day he married Nangong Qing, Nangong Ruo had a sad face and never showed a smile.Afterwards, every year on the eve of Qingming Festival, Nangong Ruo would just sit in the carriage with his eyes closed and meditate without saying a word.Although Shen Xing was not a noisy woman, this tranquility always made her feel a little depressed.

The road was a little slow, and the group did not arrive at the next town as scheduled, so they had no choice but to find a country shop to settle down.

As soon as he stepped into the small inn, it attracted the attention of everyone in the inn. It is no wonder that in such a wild place, it is rare to see a few well-dressed people with servants. The most important thing is tomorrow. big day.

"How many masters are staying at the hotel?" Xiao Er came up to greet him very warmly.

"Four rooms, two upstairs, must be cleaned quickly, there must not be a trace of dust." Zhang Zai repeatedly told him the details, and he didn't know how much the other party listened to.Although Nangongruo didn't have any obsession with cleanliness, in Zhang Zai's heart, Nangongruo was like a fairy in the sky, and he would not tolerate any dust contamination.

"Okay, let's prepare right away, and invite the masters to have dinner in the lobby first."

Xiao Er took them to a relatively secluded place in the lobby.