Don't forget Qian Xun Mo tonight

Let it go.

"You rest here, I'll pass this lot over." Nangong Qing was vigorous and light, and quickly walked through the crowd to the tree.

The tree hole is full of marriage lottery sticks, but the ones that are hung up are almost rare on the tree.

Just when Nangong Qinggang put the marriage lottery in his hand into the cave, a strange wind blew by, and the lottery was blown up by the wind, following the traces of the wind, it finally fell on the high branch .

At some point, there was a man sitting on the tree, and no one noticed when he went up.This person was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a long sword on his back, he seemed to be a Taoist priest.

The monks in the temple under the tree saw it, and they all rushed to scold the man, trying to drive him off the tree, but the man was completely unmoved.He quietly picked up Nangongqing's marriage lottery and sneered disdainfully.

Nangongqing looked up at the man, "Li San?" The man on the tree was [-]% similar to Li San, but his brows and eyes were full of vicissitudes. Nangongqing could only read helplessness and loneliness from this figure.

"Marriage lottery? Do you really think that just a demon tree can influence a person's marriage?" The man stood up, threw the lottery, and it just fell into the hands of an old monk.

This old monk is a well-known master of meditation and the abbot of Guangze Temple. I heard that he is 120 years old, but I don't know if it is true or not.

"Believe it or not believe it or not. Donor, you have asked this question 30 years ago. Don't you have an answer now?" Jingxiu recognized the person in front of him at a glance. Although he was old and dim, his memory was still good.He has lived in this place for thousands of years. As a tree demon, he has never done anything evil in meditation. He will soon leave the demon world and enter the fairyland with all his heart in cultivating Buddha.

It's been almost 30 years. At that time, Mu Fuhuai brought two men here. The two men asked for a marriage lottery, and Jingxiu hung it on the branch with his own hands, hoping that their relationship would not be known by the world. The love he accepted could have a good result, but things backfired, and soon he heard the news of the death of one of them from Mu Fuhuai, and the other was also settled in the city.

And the person who has died is the person standing on the tree now.

"Then should I believe it or not?"

"Believe it when you should, and don't believe it when you don't."

Luo Yu was thoughtful, he raised his head and looked into the distance. This Guangze Temple is located on the top of the highest mountain in the suburbs. Looking down from here, you can see the whole town clearly.

"I once said that one day I would bring him here again to ask you for a marriage lottery."

"At that time, the old monk also promised that you would hang your lottery on the highest point of this tree."

"I'm afraid I have to break my promise." With a light jump, Luo Yu fell in front of Jingxiu, and he handed to Jingxiu the obsolete lottery that was just removed from the tree 30 years ago. The name on it was already very old. Hard to recognize, "However, I hope you can hang him higher."

"I know."

Chapter 39

Jing Xiu took the lottery, ordered the disciples around him to bring the ladder, and tied the lottery to the highest point of the tree himself, and at the same time tied Nangongqing's lottery that just fell into his hands aside.

The people around looked at them enviously, one must know how lucky the abbot would be to tie the lottery himself.

"Thank you."

"Benefactor, take care."

Just when Luo Yu was about to leave and passed Nangongqing, Nangongqing was able to carefully see the saber behind the man.He had seen that sword in his father's hand before, so it should be his father's sword.

"Daozhang, stay here."

Nangongqing stopped Zhuoyu, and Luoyu slowly turned around, "Nangongqing."

"The priest knows me?"

"Qing'er!" Xia Piaoxu's voice came from the crowd, she walked in front of Nangong Qing, pulled her son back violently, "Take Xing'er back."

"But mother..."

In Xia Piaoxu's eyes, there are three points of surprise, three points of joy, and three points of worry, and the remaining part is full of accusations.

"Miss Xia..."

There was only a "pa", and Xia Piaoxu slapped Luo Yu's face hard.

"Do you know? If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be all these troubles now."

How could Mo Zhuiyu not know that at that time he was angry and left the other house without thinking too much, when Mu Fuhuai came to look for him and brought him back to Jieshan, everything was irreversible.This was not what he wanted, but from the moment he was resurrected, he couldn't refuse, and could only fall into the situation arranged by Nan Gongruo.

"Miss Xia, for you, there is only one sorry for the rain."

"You still don't complain about calling my name?"

Luo Yu didn't know how to answer. He knew Xia Piaoxu's heart back then, but his heart had already fallen on others, and he always evaded everywhere, deliberately reducing his time with Xia Piaoxu.A well-planned conspiracy made the relationship between the two even more chaotic.

I thought that there would be no more children in this life, but when I heard that Xia Piaoxu was pregnant with his child, I was very happy, but it was hard for her. A girl who is pregnant before marriage will definitely bring huge damage to her reputation, and even more so. What's more, her father is such a gentleman.Luo Yu didn't survive until the birth of his child and passed away due to illness. He left regrets, apologies and remorse in this world.

"But you know what, I never blamed you." Xia Piaoxu was about to cry, falling in love with someone who didn't love her from then on was doomed to the beginning of her tragedy.She once had this person in front of her for a night, even in her dream that person called someone else's name, she had a flesh-and-blood relative that only belonged to the two of them, even if that child called someone else's father now, that's it She is already satisfied.

"I know."

"No, you don't know," Xia Piaoxu hammered violently at Luoyu's chest, tears welling up in her eyes, "You don't know, you don't know, you never think about anything other than Luoyun You don't care about my thoughts at all..."

Xia Piaoxu burst out all the emotions accumulated over the years, because she knew that if she missed this opportunity, she might never have it again in this life.

Luo Yu hugged Xia Piaoxu tightly in his arms and stroked her hair. If you look carefully, there are a few white hairs hidden in the shadows of the black hair, "Thank you for giving me the best gift in the world."

Luo Yu looked at Nangongqing, Nangongqing just silently accepted what he saw, this man was different from Li San, which gave him a strong sense of intimacy.

"Qing'er," Zhui Yu handed Xia Piaoxu to Nangong Qing, "Take care of your mother, don't be like me and always make her sad."

Today is the seventh day of July, which is exactly what Mu Fuhuai said. He just borrowed some time to come out. He must rush back to Jieshan within today to accept recasting. His soul is attached to the weapon behind him. Among the long swords, the current sword body can't bear this power at all. It must be burnt by the heart fire again and melted into seven kinds of different irons for forging before it can be complete.

"who are you?"

"Mo Zhuiyu," Zhuoyu took off the sword behind his back, hugged it in his arms, played with the sword ear, and slowly left while muttering, "The clouds rise and the rain falls, and the road is not clear. Tried and tempered a thousand times, if you don't leave the old dream, your heart will be eroded."

"Who the hell is he?" Shen Xing squeezed into the crowd at some point and helped Xia Piaoxu up.

Nangongqing looked at the place where the rain had disappeared, and the voice in his ear was still echoing. Isn't it the name that his father called when he fell into a coma due to Jingzhou's illness?Could it be that he is his biological father?

"Mother, he is really mine..."

Xia Piaoxu regained her composure, and when she heard Nangongqing's question, there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes, whether she should say it or not.

Seeing his mother's hesitation, Nangong Qing was sure that this was his biological father whom he had never masked, but shouldn't he have passed away?And maybe he'll know where his father is.

"Qing'er, I'm tired, take me back."

Zhuoyu went directly to Jingzhou through the passage of Jieshan.He sneaked into the Aphasia Gate secretly, came outside the Cold Cloud Pavilion, and was discovered when he was hesitating whether to enter or not.

"Who are you and how did you get in?" Ever since Tianshan came back, Nangong Ruo developed a high fever and was in a coma for several days. The two elders in the door were seriously injured, and everything fell into the hands of Nangong Mo and Ziqing. On the head, Chou Hui, the only one who has seen the true face of the sect master, came to take care of him.

As soon as he arrived today, he saw a strange figure outside the gate of Cold Cloud Pavilion. The blue Taoist robes in his body revealed that he was not a member of the gate.The Aphasia Gate is located underground in Jingzhou, and no outsider has ever been able to break in. How did this person know?And how did they break through the layers of traps at the entrance?Chou Hui expressed curiosity.

Luo Yu looked back at Chouhui, he didn't know him, but seeing that he didn't show any hostility, he didn't want to fight, "How is he now?"

Is this asking the door master?Chou Hui asked in his heart.

"As a courtesy, you should answer my question first."

Seeing that Chouhui was unwilling to answer, Zhuoyu didn't insist on continuing to ask. He came this time just to see Nangong Ruo again.

"The head of the sect is seriously ill and in a coma." For some reason, Chou Hui looked at the figure in front of him and unconsciously told Nan Gongruo's recent situation.

Zhuo Yu was not surprised, he already knew that Nangong Ruo's death was approaching when he was in Jingzhou, he would experience several high fevers, and he remembered that it was the same when we first met.

"How many times is this?"

"As far as I know it's the third time."

The third time, including the time in Jingzhou, is already four times. I don’t know