Ning Chen

Ye Huo's anger was like a red lotus, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Suddenly, Xie Tingyun also came back suddenly, and said with great difficulty: "Ning'er, father and mother, I can't, I can't take care of you anymore, you must, don't blame us..."

"Father..." Xie Zhanning has never been in pain like today, even if he climbed a tree and broke his leg, even if the deep spring in his body fluctuated, now, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose hurt everywhere, as if even breathing hurts of.

"You Duo, wait for me, Brother Xie, I'm here to accompany you..." After saying the last sentence, Xie Tingyun lowered his head heavily.

""The Book of Songs"? 'Death and life are broad, talk to Zicheng, hold your hand, and grow old with you'...Brother Xie, what does this mean?"

"'Death and life are broad, talk to Zicheng, hold your hand, and grow old with you', this is a beautiful oath, and it is my oath to you."

Now, the two of them have fulfilled their oath, and it is true that they will never be separated.

"Father!!!" Xie Zhanning spurted another mouthful of blood, most of his clothes were stained red.

Endless night, endless darkness, overnight, Xie Zhanning lost his childlike heart.

Xie Zhanning kowtowed three times to the two who died embracing each other, "Father, mother, Ning'er will definitely avenge you, definitely!"

When Xie Zhanning stood up trembling all over, his forehead, eyes, mouth corners, and hands were covered with blood, like a villain Shura who came out of the [-]th hell, "Kill you, kill you..."

Seeing that Xie Zhanning had lost his mind, the man in snow clothes raised his sleeves and knocked Xie Zhanning to the ground, "Son, I told you, I won't kill you."

I saw the man in snow clothes approaching, and with a wave of his hand, he burned Wu Youduo's body cleanly, leaving no ashes behind, "..."

"Mother..." Xie Zhanning lay on the ground, his head buzzed, and he passed out deeply.

When Xie Zhanning woke up again, three full days had passed. Xie Tingyun's body was still kneeling on the spot in a hugging position. Xie Zhanning crawled forward with difficulty, his throat was hoarse and painful, "Dad, dad, get up , get up..."

I saw Xie Zhanning's thin and small body half-carrying Xie Tingyun with difficulty. After carrying it for a day, he came to a place where flowers bloomed. It took a whole night, two pairs of small hands to dig bloody mud, before burying Xie Tingyun in this orchid.

"Daddy, what kind of flower is this?"

"It's an orchid."

"Then why did Dad plant so many orchids?"

"Because my mother's name is Lanhua."

"Water, water..." Xie Zhanning lay among the orchids for three days, and when he wandered to the edge of the spring, he suddenly heard another scream, "Ah!"

It was a full moon, and there was a clear spring at the foot of the mountain, and there were three or five people passing by, "Monster, monster!"

"Where are there any monsters..." Xie Zhanning shook his head feebly. At this moment, he felt weak all over, and just wanted to drink a sip of clear water, but when he lowered his head, he saw a monster with green mouth and long fangs in the spring water. Like him so much, Xie Zhanning was shocked, stretched out his hand, and touched his face tremblingly, "...my ears, my eyes, how could it be like this...how could it be like this..."

"Because the little wolf's father is a wolf, but his mother is a human..." Suddenly, the story Wuyouduo once told echoed in Xie Zhanning's ears. It turned out that the story was his story, "I am the little wolf ..."

"Monster, monster!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

"...I'm not a monster, I'm not a monster, I'm Xie Zhanning, I'm Xie Tingyun's son." As soon as Xie Zhanning raised his head, he frightened those people and ran away. , These are those who have received your favor!"

Later, rumors of a monster in the mountains spread in the villages at the foot of the mountain. From that day on, anyone who saw him wanted to kill him, "Kill that monster, kill that monster!"

"I'm not a monster, I'm not!" Even though Xie Zhanning often defended himself, no one believed him.

Eight years passed like years, until the appearance of Gu Lichen that day, Xie Zhanning's life had a ray of light again.

In Heguang Academy, Xie Zhanning had a long dream that he hadn't seen for a long time.

In the dream, father and mother were still there, Xie Zhanning said to the two of them: "Father, mother, Ning'er met a fairy in the sky, and the fairy said that he would take me as a disciple."

Xie Tingyun smiled, "Really, Ning'er."

Wu Youduo also smiled, but her eyes were filled with tears, "My Ning'er has grown so tall, Ning'er, when mother was away, did you eat and sleep well, did anyone bully you?"

Xie Zhanning smiled and shook his head, "Ning'er can hunt, fish, and sew clothes. Ning'er eats and sleeps well every day, Ning'er, Ning'er..." As he spoke, Xie Zhanning burst into tears. There are no words.

Wu Youduo gently stroked Xie Zhanning's hair, and said in a trembling voice: "Ning'er, my Ning'er, don't blame mother, mother also wants to stay with you and watch you all the time..."

Xie Tingyun hugged Wu Youduo and Xie Zhanning, "Our Ning'er has grown up and can take care of himself. Now, there is a master who loves you, so father and mother can rest assured."

I saw the figures of Xie Tingyun and Wu Youduo floating further and further away, "Ning'er, we will always protect you, always protect you..."

Xie Zhanning stretched out his hand and cried loudly: "Father! Mother! Don't go, don't leave Ning'er behind!"

Suddenly, a pair of extremely warm hands held Xie Zhanning, "Zhanning, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Xie Zhanning opened his eyes abruptly, and in front of him was Gu Lichen's gentle face, "No, it's a sweet dream."

Xie Zhanning had dreamed of the death of his parents countless times. It used to be a nightmare, but like today, it was the first time that the nightmare turned into a sweet dream. In the dream, he saw his parents who looked like him now. He is the most cherished person now.

Xie Zhanning stared straight at Gu Lichen, as if possessed by a demon.

"...Master."

"Ok?"

"Master."

"Ah."

"Master..."

"I'm here."

46. ​​Beiyuan Academy

"Okay, even if it's hell, let's go for it."

Wen Bingyan looked at the gatehouse in front of him and asked, "Beiyuan Academy? Is this here?"

This place is located in Xibian Border Town, and the Academy is located in the most secluded place in this town. The courtyard is small but elegant.

Song Ya took a look around outside the academy. This academy has not changed much from when he came here, but the courtyard is deserted and depressed. "If I remember correctly, it should be here."

Wen Bingyan also looked in carefully, "...but no matter how you look at it, this place is just an ordinary academy."

Song Ya shook his head and said, "...Let's go in and talk about it."

When the two of them were outside the courtyard, they already felt that this place was too quiet. It is reasonable to say that this is an academy, and there should be an endless sound of books, but now it is so quiet in the daytime that even the singing of birds in the mountains can be heard clearly. There is an indescribable strangeness in the whole academy.

Before the two of them noticed the change, a white-haired old man with a hunched body suddenly appeared behind them like a ghost, "Who are you?"

Wen Bingyan felt a chill down his spine, and was startled, so he grabbed Song Ya's arm abruptly. Song Ya glanced at Wen Bingyan, then turned around and said, "Old man, is this Beiyuan Academy?"

"..." The old man didn't speak.

Seeing that he did not refute, Song Ya asked again, "Then where is Mr. Mo?"

The old man raised his head leisurely, and looked straight at Song Ya, "You mean Mo Beiyuan?"

Song Ya met the old man's unbiased gaze, "It's Mr. Mo Beiyuan."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said leisurely, "... Mo Beiyuan died a long time ago."

Song Ya asked without hesitation, "Is Mo Beiyuan dead?"

The old man's face changed instantly, and his expression was extremely displeased, "Go! Go! This is no longer Beiyuan Academy!"

"..." Song Ya was about to speak, but the old man flew into a rage and said, "I'll let you go!"

The old man's anger was like thunder on the ground, and Wen Bingyan's head buzzed, and the word 'Chuan' was twisted between his brows, "Brother Song, let's go."

Song Ya paused for a long while, then followed Wen Bingyan to leave the academy angrily. Wen Bingyan asked, "Brother Song, what does Beiyuan Academy have to do with Shishixian?"

Song Ya said slowly: "If you want to find Shi Shixian, you must first find out how Mo Beiyuan died."

Wen Bingyan curled his lips, puzzled and asked, "What does this mean?"

Song Ya said again: "In the early years, Brother Shi once searched for a treasure here, and learned that the treasure was in the hands of Mo Beiyuan, but he tried his best and tried his best back then, but he couldn't get the treasure. With a clear understanding, he is bound to obtain the treasure, and now, I am afraid that only by finding out where the treasure went after Mo Beiyuan's death can he find Brother Shi's trace."

Wen Bingyan frowned, and said, "Huh? This is too convoluted."

Song Ya shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Brother Shi is a man who can't see his head and tail, let's go, that old man is not easy, we have to attack him."

Just as Song Ya was about to walk in, Wen Bingyan grabbed him, "Let me ask. With your attitude just now, it's no wonder people don't get angry."

Song Ya thought he was speaking decently, and asked, "What's my attitude? Is there anything wrong?"

Wen Bingyan nodded sharply, and said firmly, "It's not right."

Song Ya was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Really."

Although Wen Bingyan couldn't see clearly