Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

There is a god in Kyushu, whose name is Kun, who understands the relationship between heaven and earth, loves elegance, and only loves the bones of green bamboo, so it is named Xie Xiaokun.

Before Hua Zanggu met Su Lanchen, there were very important people in his heart. One was Xie Xiaokun who protected him and cared for him, and the other was Ruo Li who had been retreating in the Heavenly Palace of Lihen all the year round. At that time, he was just learning to speak. At his young age, he will always remember that someone slowly opened his arms in front of him and caught him when he fell.The woman sat on a high seat and called him over, kissed his forehead, and caressed his forehead hair. Although she said little, the love was never mixed with water from the beginning to the end, even when he met Su Lan later. Chen, when Dao fell and he was helpless, it was these two people who put pressure on Tian Dao and protected him from growing up.

The person caught in the trap looks at the past scenes in the dream, his eyes change from dazed to firm, his choices and choices will not be known to anyone, close relatives are estranged, true love is suspicious, and best friends are separated. Left and right are just a farce, and once it is absurd, it doesn't matter if it causes a storm.

Gu Li was one step too late. Gu Qian was not seen in Beiyang's old residence. Xie Xiaokun had been waiting for him for a long time. Outside the mirror lake, Xue Huai was still waiting. He couldn't forget the arm that was buried with flowers. It's hard to be safe, but I can't see him in Huabugu, and he can't forcefully break into Jinghu Lake.

Gu Qian passed by Xue Huai without even looking at him. Although Xue Huai treated him well in every possible way, he should not erase the past. The father and son tacitly forgot the existence of Xue Huai.

"Go back, Beiyang is in a mess now, and you need to take charge of the overall situation."

Before entering the mirror lake, Gu Qian stopped and said a word without turning his head. Xue Huai was indifferent, but Gu Qian had no choice but to stop persuading him. There was still a person waiting for him in the mirror lake, and there was not much time left for them. Hua Zonggu sat by the hot spring with his upper body naked, one hand quietly hanging by his side, the other hand brushing his hair once and for all, a blood-colored sunset flower on his back was about to bloom, he With his head lowered, his white hair blocked his face, Gu Qian couldn't see the expression on Hua Zanggu's face, but felt that his father seemed to have become much thinner again in just a few days.

Flower burial consultant: "He won't leave?"

Gu Qian nodded and went to Hua Zanggu to wipe his hair, saying: "Father doesn't want to see him, he can't come in."

Hua Zanggu coughed lightly, smiled, and looked up at Gu Qian who was seriously wiping his hair. He is really a father and son who get together less and leave more. The time they spend together is not as good as the time Gu Li lived with him. Rubbing Gu Qian's hair with his hands, the child just accepted it obediently.

"I have wronged you all these years."

Gu Qian paused his hands, smiled and shook his head. In fact, he really didn't feel wronged. Although he and Hua Zang Gu stayed together less often, but that love was always by his side. Hua Zang Gu never treated him and Gu Li. They are all treated equally, without favoritism, let alone neglecting anyone, Gu Qian is already very content, he knows that his father is a very stupid person.

"From now on, don't call me dad again. After sunset, I will take Ah Li back to Kyushu."

"Yes, brother."

Gu Qian changed his words in a polite manner. He didn't ask why, because he believed that the burial of flowers and bones would not harm him. The person in front of him obviously cared more about him than anyone else, but he didn't care. It is said that Hua Zonggu used to be like this duplicity.

The flower burial bones that Hua Feiqing and Shuxing said are completely different, and the flower burial bones pieced together from a few words are also different from the person in Gu Qian's memory. It seems that their personalities are constantly changing, making it hard to guess He couldn't figure it out, but Gu Qian felt that Hua Zungu was sober, he knew what he was doing and what he was going to do.

"I won't tell you why, even if you will be depressed all your life, will you blame me?"

Gu Qian thought for a while, Hua Zanggu's words were a bit heart-wrenching, if he said it was not strange, even he would not believe it, but obviously Hua Zangu didn't want to hear his answer, he was more like a self The person who confides carelessly, automatically blocks the feelings of the listener.

"The child in the pavilion is named Jiuye, with Zhong as the surname. You take her back and raise her. The Kyushu party does not know the date of return. I promise that when you and I will never meet again, you can bring her back during the Ching Ming Festival." Here, pour a glass of dirty wine and tell me something interesting."

The more Gu Qian heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The flower burial was to support Gu. Gu Qian got up depressed and went to the pavilion to see the child. It was a baby girl. He held it in his arms and looked at it. Gu Qian suddenly knelt face outside Going down, knees hit the floor heavily, snow suddenly fell on the originally clear and cloudless Jinghu Lake, and it was a vast expanse of white, with flowers and bones wrapped in a robe, standing on the snow with bare feet, smiling with him, but Gu Qian But I think this smile is more like farewell.

The snow in Jinghu Lake has never been spare time, it is cold enough, and the flowers buried bones stand in the snow, as if this station is a lifetime, the cold snow covered his feet, he still does not know it, standing in the snow to comb the past of 10 years close...

But reluctant?

Is there any debt?

But no regrets!

Hua Zang Gu didn't wait for Xie Xiaokun, but Ming Chen came. The two pairs of eyes facing each other in the snow were so similar. Ming Chen walked up to Hua Zan Gu with an umbrella and blocked the snow for him. For people, it is enough.

"Are you going back to Kyushu like this?"

Mingchen looked at the hanging single arm of the flower funeral bone, and sighed softly. He had always thought that his acting skills were good enough, but now after seeing the flower funeral bone, he realized that it was just a trick.

"Ah Li will go back with me?"

"You want to sacrifice Gu Li and keep Gu Qian?"

"I have no choice. My father has already noticed Ah Li, so there is no need for Qian'er to get involved."

"Then this arm?"

"There is no cure for the poison of green iron. I just sealed him up so that he can linger on and live longer."

"You don't believe him?"

"Believe it? How can you believe it? He told me that Ah Li would inherit my position. He never talked nonsense, and his words would all come true under the witness of the law!"

"Then why don't you explain it to Gu Qian?"

"I don't understand. He won't allow Gu Li to become a victim instead of him. Only by staying in Jiuze and estranged from him can father not pay attention to him."

"How long have you been planning?"

"From the very beginning, from the moment I peered into the future, it has begun."

"You, hate him?"

This sentence, Ming Chen asked behind Hua Zanggu, Xie Xiaokun came back with Gu Li, just in time to hear Hua Zanggu's words, Gu Li blinked innocently, his eyes were clean, Mingchen looked He walked up to Xie Xiaokun at a glance, and the latter looked at the flowers and buried the bones, and went to the pavilion beside Mingchen together.

"Father, you're not wearing shoes."

As Gu Qian said, he stepped forward and squatted down, took out a pair of shoes and socks from the Qiankun loan and put them on Hua Zanggu. The little child in the lake would always run out with his shoes and socks when he forgot to put on his shoes, and would say to him, "Daddy, you don't have any shoes on." He put on his shoes and socks, a hundred years hastened by, the little kid back then had grown so big, Hua Zanggu stretched out his hand to touch Gu Li's head, but withdrew his hand the moment he touched it, his hand was no longer clean , an unbearable scene broke into my mind, the nails dug deeply into the palm, broke the palm prints, and also broke the only thought.

"A Li, you have grown up."

In the end, Hua Zang Gu only said this sentence, Gu Li stood up straight, he was already taller than Hua Zan Gu, half a head taller, stretched out his hand and gently embraced Hua Zan Gu in his arms. Thinking of doing this, when he was a child, he always looked forward to growing up quickly, so that he could hug Dad when he grew up, so that Dad would not be lonely alone.

"Well, Ah Li has grown up. So, Dad will support you in whatever you do, but, next time, don't hide it from Ah Li, okay?"

Hua Zanggu's body was a little stiff, but he relaxed quickly. He nodded and looked at the person who was walking towards him. His brows and eyes were vague, but those eyes became more and more cold.Hua Zungu heard her own voice drifting, but every word she said was exceptionally clear, branded on her body like a branding iron, and her numb arm suddenly hurt badly.

"Okay, I won't hide it from Ah Li again."

Jiuyou Pavilion, 32 Pavilion.

In the study room, the Hua family brothers were relatively silent, and the atmosphere was somewhat dignified. Hua Jiuyou served tea to the three of them, and sat at the table with his own cup of tea to eat snacks. Hua Zangying glanced at him, frowned slightly, but I didn't say anything.

Hua Wenhai lowered his eyes to sort out his thoughts. It's not that he never thought about going to Kyushu, but Jiuyou Pavilion can't be left alone for a day. If he goes, Feiqing and Zangying must follow. His eyes fell on the well-behaved Jiuyou On his body, Hua Wenhai searched everywhere for the whereabouts of the other direct disciples all these years, but to no avail, as if the world had evaporated. Excluding him, Hua Zangying, Hua Feiqing, and Hua Zanggu, there was only one Hua Zanggu left. Jiuyou.

Jiuyou Jiuyou, this name is good, they should be more suitable to stay in Jiuyou Pavilion than them.

"Jiuyou, your brothers and I will travel far away for a while, and I will leave this Jiuyou Pavilion to you to guard, okay?"

Hua Wenhai's straightforwardness attracted Hua Zangying's disapproving gaze. Hua Feiqing stared at her slightly unfamiliar ninth younger brother with interest. If it hadn't been for mediocre qualifications to live in Jiuyou Pavilion until now Even he was fooled by the scheming, Hua Feiqing felt that the latter was more likely.

It is said that the ninth younger brother has moved to Pavilion 72 to live with Hua Elegy not long ago. Their mother is not easy to get along with, and it is not easy to win her favor.

"Travel? Will it take a long time?"

Hua Jiuyou's hand holding the dim sum stopped in mid-air, looked up at Hua Wenhai, and asked quite naturally, his elder brother seldom stayed in Jiuyou Pavilion, but his second brother spent more time. The third brother, Hua Feiqing, seems to have been on a long journey and rarely comes back.

Why did he say it so solemnly this time? Could it have something to do with his cold and indifferent Seventeenth Brother?Hua Jiuyou glanced at the three people with different expressions, and continued to take the snacks, but the taste of the snacks changed, and it seemed to be bitter.

"Well, a long time."

Hua Wenhai nodded in response, but did not ask Hua Jiuyou what. He already hated to spy on good and evil. No matter what Hua Jiuyou wanted to do, it seemed to be right. Jiuyou Pavilion belonged to him. Hua Wenhai now But back to the original owner.

Hua Jiuyou ate the dim sum one by one, and when he was full, he took a sip of tea to suppress the sweet taste in his mouth, and then he raised his head to Chao Hua Wenhai and grinned, this smile was childish, he said.

"Brothers, come back soon!"

The last thing I saw was the uncrowned boy standing in the sea of ​​flowers, waving at them, but no one would have thought that it was this childish and harmless boy who would mess up the unknown future...

Mirror Lake,.

Mingchen and Xie Xiaokun sat facing each other, making tea and wine, and there were all kinds of side dishes on the table. It was still a few hours before sunset, which was enough for them to have a drink and catch up with each other.Mingchen looked at the endless snow outside, his eyes were clear, and he actually restrained all the snow in the mirror lake into his eyes.

Xie Xiaokun said: "Yaohua Yingque and Weicheng have already gone to Kyushu, are you still planning to leave?"

Mingchen smiled and poured a glass of wine. The warm wine entered his throat, and the mellow wine fragrance was moist, but it burned his lungs hotly. He seldom drank alcohol, but somehow he became interested today. Xie Xiaokun also poured a glass, After drinking to the brim, Mingchen can't be left to drink alone. Although he can't help much, it's okay to accompany him to a drinking party.

Mingchen asked: "What can we do after we go?" After thinking for a while, he felt that it was inappropriate and said: "But when the gods return to their thrones, there is no difference between earlier and later."

Xie Xiaokun deeply believed that what Mingchen said was true, Yaohua Yingque and Weicheng Zhajiuzhou were very famous. 10 years ago, the whereabouts of the flowers buried bones were unknown, and I don’t know how many gods disappeared along with them.

Xie Xiaokun smiled, and said: "It's true, the story of flowers burying bones and casting bones with souls has been rumored in Kyushu for a long time, and in addition to his own special situation, how many pairs of eyes are staring at him openly and secretly, how can he be accepted by others?" Take the lead."

When it comes to the life experience of Huabugu, Xie Xiaokun should avoid it. Now is not the time to tear up the fig leaf, and he doesn't plan to have a fight between Jiuze and Dao.Mingchen pursed his lips, drank a few glasses of wine, became drunk, and saw double images in front of his eyes. Not long after, he fell asleep on the table.

Xie Xiaokun ignored him, he remembered that Mingchen had a physique of never getting drunk for a thousand cups, it seems that Jiuze was not very happy when he was robbed by love, Qingtian came very quickly, it took only a cup of tea, and he had already reached the end of his life. Ming Chen hugged him horizontally, and took a look at Xiao Kun before leaving.

Qingtian said: "Wait for me to say sorry to Elder Sister, Tian'er let her down."

Xie Xiaokun waved his hand as a response, watched the two go away, heard the sound of footsteps behind him, turned his head, Gu Li was standing there holding the hangover soup, it seemed that it was useless, Xie Xiaokun beckoned for Gu Li to sit down across from him.

"Xiao Li'er, you have to remember that there are many words in this world that cannot be done by others. Only by saying them yourself will you not leave any regrets, you know?"

Xie Xiaokun felt that he was also a little drunk, otherwise he would talk about what to do with a junior, but this child was really too similar to the flower funeral bone, and also too similar to the person in the deep part of Lihen Tiangong...