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Jiang Baizhou fled across the wall and left Gongsun Mansion in a hurry.

When we returned to the lower city, the clear sky turned overcast again, black mist shrouded the land like a shadow, the air-conditioning in the wind smelled of decay, and the lower half of Buried Star City was dilapidated, decaying, and dying.

Jiang Baizhou returned to Longying's house expressionlessly.

——He is always expressionless, but it is difficult for a living person to be truly expressionless, and the eyes can always reveal something.

"Brother Baitian! You're back!"

Ji Yunchan was sitting alone in the courtyard, waiting for no one to see, she was so bored that she was pulling her hair to play, when she saw Jiang Baizhou coming in, she ran over and grabbed Jiang Baizhou's sleeve: "Hey, who upset you Is it? Why are you so sad?"

Jiang Baizhou was absent-minded: "No."

Ji Yunchan said: "Just tell me if you are unhappy, I can comfort people."

"Really?" Jiang Baizhou glanced at her.

It was the first time for the girl to leave her maid and nanny today, to serve herself by herself, her clothes were worn yesterday, her hair was combed crookedly, but her eyes were bright and she was not at all unhappy, she prayed that this freedom could be stolen for a few more days.

Jiang Baizhou returned to the house, took off the disguised clothes and hats, and replaced them with his own.Ji Yunchan followed slowly, suddenly thinking: "Let me help you comb your hair!"

"..."

Jiang Baizhou shook his head and refused, and he combed it casually. He walked to the front of the case, sat with Ji Yunchan, and suddenly asked, "Miss Ji, do you miss home?"

"Oh! Don't call me Miss Ji!" One day she thought she was acquainted, and her lively nature was exposed. "You call me Yunchan, Chan'er, Xiaochan, whatever!"

Jiang Baizhou was as good as he was: "Yunchan, do you feel homesick?"

Ji Yunchan said: "Of course not, I don't want to go home, let my father go in a hurry! Hmph."

"Do you have a bad relationship with your father?"

"Well, it's pretty good." Ji Yunchan thought for a moment, then suddenly changed her words, "Maybe...not so good? My father is busy with business and doesn't visit me a few times a year. The last time I saw him was last year New Year's Eve. But the nanny said that he cared about me very much and often inquired about my affairs. Alas, who knows whether he really cared or the nanny comforted me? I don't think he cares about me. He treats me... only slightly better than a stranger, Because I am his daughter, alas."

Ji Yunchan sighed heavily, with an adult look on her face: "I always think, if only my mother was still alive, she must love me very much!"

When mentioning the mother who died young, Ji Yunchan couldn't hold back her smile, and suddenly became depressed.

Jiang Baizhou stared at her, trying to read something he could understand from her clear and undisguised emotions.He thinks he understands, but he doesn't seem to understand.

According to Ji Yunchan's standards, Jiang Zhu probably didn't hurt him when he was alive.

Jiang Zhu is restrained and diligent in practicing kung fu. She was once expected to be the successor of the high priest, but the presbytery believes that although she is extremely talented, she is sharp by nature and easy to break, so she is not a suitable candidate.She was given up.

Jiang Zhu couldn't get out of this blow for a while, it was Gongsun Shu who rescued her.

Jiang Zhu is so strong, she values ​​love, but love is not the only thing in her heart, she evaluates her love as "an unreasonable thought, dictated by fate".

Once feelings are involved with the word "fate", most people will feel romantic because of God's will, but Jiang Zhu thinks it is a trap.She said in front of the young Jiang Baizhou: "Don't succumb to fate."

what does she mean?

At that time, Jiang Baizhou didn't understand, so he asked his master about it.

His master said: "After a person fails, if he can't bear the bitterness of failure, he will inevitably make excuses for himself, saying 'I didn't love at first'. Your mother is comforting herself."

"..."

XiaobaiZhou still didn't understand, but it didn't matter, he didn't care anyway.

Jiang Zhu occasionally came to see him in the elder's house, most of the time, it was literally "to see him".

Little Baitian was reading and writing, and she sat and stared at it, like a sculpture, engrossed in her eyes, without saying a word.If he accidentally writes something wrong, Jiang Zhu will change from a sculpture to a living person, hold his hand, and teach him to rewrite the word until it is correct.

She almost never smiles, Xiao BaiZhou doesn't like it.He doesn't call her "mother", and when she doesn't speak, he doesn't speak.The mother and son are strangers, but she is so special, she is different from every stranger Jiang Baizhou has ever met, she is not a stranger.

Once, Jiang Baizhou found that she was staring at him for a long time without moving, maybe for an hour, he made a typo on purpose to test if she was distracted.

Jiang Zhu didn't get distracted, and immediately found out, and taught him to rewrite.

At that time, Xiaobaizhou only felt depressed, like losing a game called competition of perseverance, and he couldn't think of other aspects.

Looking back now, Jiang Baizhou suddenly became curious: what was she thinking about when she looked at him for a long time?

Would she also want to "pain" him?Like every ordinary mother in the world?

There may be none, or there may be.

Anyway, she never did.

Gongsun Shu did it.

Jiang Baizhou rarely had the chance to meet his father, but he knew that Gongsun Shu often watched him from a distance.Compared with his wife's indifference, his son is much cuter. Ever since the two of them watched the sunset together, Gongsun Shu has become acquainted with Xiao BaiZhou unilaterally.

When they met for the third time, Gongsun Shu personally made some exquisite toys for Xiao BaiZhou, and he said, "Don't memorize books all day long, you'll get tired easily at such a young age."

XiaobaiZhou felt that he was baffled, and he was so easy to recite the book, so he wouldn't be tired, and he just said some useless long-winded words.

Gongsun didn't feel that he was wordy, he cared about him in every detail, picked up shells to amuse him, bought small food to coax him, hoped that he would like these things, so that he could come to see him more times.

It's a pity that Jiang Baizhou is not greedy for fun or food, but instead thinks his father is naive: "No wonder he is homesick, children are homesick."

The last time they saw each other, neither of them realized that it was parting.

Still the sea.The endless sea is vast and boundless, and it is inevitable for people to feel their own insignificance in front of it.Gongsun Shu stared at the sea in a daze, sitting on the boulder on the shore in XiaobaiZhou, playing tunes with shells, with his bare feet up and down, carefree and not knowing what the world is.

Gongsun Shu said: "In the daytime, if there is one thing that can save many people as long as you accomplish it, but the possibility of success is extremely low, if you spend all you have on your own life, it will be nothing but a fly shaking the tree, and the ending will be difficult to change. Then , do you think you should still do it?"

XiaobaiZhou raised his head blankly: "What's the matter?"

Gongsun Shu said, "You only said whether you should or not."

Xiaobai Zhou thought for a while: "It should. Since there is a chance to save someone, how can you stand by and watch?"

Gongsun Shu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly: "As expected of my son!"

He suddenly picked up Xiao Bai Zhou and kissed his face: "Call me Daddy."

XiaobaiZhou didn't call.

Jiang Baizhou no longer remembered why he didn't call.Maybe it was purely because I didn't want to bark, or maybe it was because I was thin-skinned and awkward at the time, and I didn't want to be obedient, and I wanted to be like an adult, "I don't want to be a child", or "Call me next time" and "When we get to know each other better." a little".

It's a pity that there will be no next time.

He owes Gongsun Shu "Daddy".

In the past, these past events were all floating dust, and Jiang Baizhou would brush them away every time they were blown up by the wind, neither in the eyes nor in the heart.

Went to Gongsun Mansion and saw Gongsun Bo's distraught with his own eyes, Jiang Baizhou couldn't help thinking, did his father miss him like this back then?At that time, they only met a few times a year at most, which can be counted on one hand.

Missing someone so deeply is somewhat pitiful.

People who pin their hopes on others are pitiful, but those who are missed are hard not to feel owed, at least Jiang Baizhou suddenly felt it at this time.

He wanted to run away a little bit, but instinctively told him that this was not something he should bear, just like Long Ying's love for him, he accepted it calmly after some psychological struggle, and he didn't want to think about it anymore, and his mood became much calmer.Just like the love of Gongsun Shu and Gongsun Bo, Jiang Baizhou has already noticed that if he gets close, he will be entangled. They are all people whose hands and feet are locked by the fetters of the world, and he does not want to be one of them.

Jiang Bai's nature is like floating clouds, his body is like flying catkins, and he never wants to land.

He only loves the mountains, rivers and seas, communicates with the heaven and the earth, and does not want to hang himself on a certain person. People are fragile and perishable, which makes him nervous and not free.

That being the case...

That being the case.

He thought that he should finish disposing of Gongsun Shu's ashes as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible without delaying for three months.

……

Long Ying entered Luoshan through a secret passage.

Luoshan is not a mountain, but an underground city built on the outskirts of Luodu.

Although Luoshan has a city name, it is far from the scale of the city. It occupies only two-thirds of the size of Gongsun Mansion at best, and it is more than ten feet deep. grain storage.

The architectural appearance here is quite primitive, focusing on practicality and ignoring beauty, and frugality is brought to the extreme.

The underground is dark, and the torch is burning all year round.

There are a lot of people, walking in it and chatting wantonly, the atmosphere is very good.But to regard it as an army, these people are not enough, far inferior to the Huiwu Battalion, and Feiguang Palace has more than one Huiwu Battalion in Xiacheng District.

Long Ying came out from the secret passage, the exit was the room of the head of the house, outsiders had no chance to see him.

There are already two people waiting in the room, one is Hu Chongshan, the third head of Huanghuo, he has shaved half of his beard, and he is more energetic as he recovers from his injuries.The other is Song Tianqing, the second leader of Huanghuo. He is much older than Hu Chongshan, but younger than the late Tang Chunkai, about 50 years old.

This age is considered an elder in the downtown area.

Different from Hu Chongshan's simple, honest and silly appearance, Song Tianqing has a smart and miserable look, like a scholar in the old days, who failed the imperial examinations every year, depressed and depressed, holding a mouthful of resentment, as if he wanted to get something , Gathering a force in the powerlessness, it looks even more painful.

Long Ying had seen him before.

At that time, Tang Chunkai was working on the "Hidden Needle" project, and Long Ying was one of the people who were selected, and then secretly cultivated for a year in Luoshan Mountain.

But Longying's identity was kept secret, he had met Song Tianqing unilaterally, Song Tianqing had never met him.

At this time, introduced by Hu Chongshan, Longying stepped forward, called "Second Leader", and said straight to the point: "I don't have much time, let's pay homage to Elder Tang first."

Song Tianqing said: "Alright, let's go to the tomb of eldest brother, and I will tell you how he was killed first."