Xin Chang should be smiling, wishing that there are lovers in the world who will eventually become married, which is what he wants. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And the old man's face was dark. At his age, did he have an unforgettable past, and now he is thinking about it?

Can he still trace it? The most memorable thing is the cheeks of the deceased, through the mist, is there still warmth in the palms and backs of the hands?

When Xin Chang saw the old man for the first time, he thought he was a sad person.

Lonely. When he looked at Xin Chang, his eyes shone with wisdom, and there was a surprise in it. Maybe he needed someone to talk to.

Xin Chang didn't know how to speak.

"Hey, old man, do you have a wife?" Xin Chang suddenly asked.

"Do you want to learn to touch the fish? I think he is riddled with debts in this life, and he will definitely be ruined by this. The old man frowned.

"What's wrong with that? It turns out that you don't understand love. Xin Chang replied.

"I don't love a person, it's a plant and a tree in this world. The old man's tone was unmistakable.

Xin Chang didn't understand and said, "What do you mean by this?"

"Hugh wants to talk more, you better find a way to get the sword in my hand. The old man said, turning his head and leaving.

Xin Chang pursed his lips. "Even if you don't have someone you love, then you always have family, do you remember?" Xin Chang chased after him and asked.

"I spent countless years upstairs and downstairs, slowly remembering that it was my father who owed me the most, and I didn't do what I promised him. Of course I remember. The old man replied affirmatively.

"That's going to be easy. Did you know that there is a kind of wine in this world that allows you to meet the person you want to see the most?" Xin Chang said.

The old man smiled. Then he replied, "I don't believe that there is such a thing in the world, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"Of course, the name of that wine is Drunken Acacia. But unfortunately I don't have it on me now, but I'm going to ask for a drink later. Xin Chang laughed.

The old man was helpless. Looking up at the sky, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Xin Chang was suspicious: Why haven't you seen enough after staying here for so long?

Say no more. Xin Chang approached the old man's side, and began to circle around him, lifting the old man's sleeve from time to time to smell it.

The old man thought that the children were fond of messing around and ignored it.

After a while, Xin Chang left.

The old man saw him enter his beloved kitchen. After a while, the familiar sound of pots and pans colliding with each other sounded inside.

The old man didn't know what Xin Chang wanted. But the sword is in his own hands, and it can be difficult for him.

Xin Chang knows that everyone, especially wanderers away from home, will inevitably miss the taste of their hometown deeply. It has nothing to do with men and women, it has nothing to do with status, and it has nothing to do with his cultivation. That's the kindness of the parents who have nurtured them since childhood, who can forget it.

I understood the meaning of taste. With Xin Chang's ability, he could have made a big meal to tempt the old man who loves food. But I thought: deep thoughts, deep feelings. Xin Chang just made a bowl of fried rice. Similar to the faint smell of the old man, he will love it to death.

Xin Chang was complacent, and secretly thought that he had to take down the old man.

The old man could smell it from afar. Distant, heart-warming feeling. Self-thought: The meaning of taste is really not simple.

Xin Chang brought the rice bowl to the old man. The old man did not move, but his eyes looked at him pitifully.

Xin Chang was shocked, as expected, with the old man's cultivation, it was still difficult to hide his attachment to a bowl of hometown rice. Xin Chang touched his heart and didn't look at him.

The old man took the rice bowl. To take a bite is to lower a tear, and to take a bite to lower a tear......

Xin Chang mourned.

After eating, the old man looked at Xin Chang and chuckled. He thought it must be a child with affection and righteousness. Otherwise, how could he have grasped the meaning of the taste and made this bowl of rice?

The old man said, "I have a story, would you like to hear it?" By the way, it has something to do with Shi Youxin, whom you know. ”

Of course, Xin Chang replied: "I want to hear it." ”

The old man spoke: "There are seven kingdoms in the world, and I am the prince of Yan Kingdom." I think that my father was old, and I was the only one among the sisters and brothers who could share his worries a little. Demons infested Yan Realm, and the people of Yan Country were miserable. After careful consideration, my father gave me a task to intercept the demons, and then lead the demons to the neighboring kingdom of Zhao. Thinking about it again, in a country, only the prince can be this great responsibility. So my father and I talked for a day and night, and we discussed every detail. After that, I led 300,000 soldiers day and night to the place where the demons were in the realm. After that, I led the soldiers to fight the demons for seven days and seven nights, and in addition to the heavy casualties of the soldiers, the people on the border were almost wiped out. When I arrived at the Yan-Zhao border, I made a decision, the people of the Yan Kingdom are human beings, aren't the people of the Zhao Kingdom human? So I consulted the generals and then guarded the Yan-Zhao border to prevent the demons from taking a step beyond the Lei Chi. After ten years of effort, he built a glorious city at his feet. The people of both countries rejoiced, and then I heard that my father, who had died of grief because of me, had passed the throne to my uncle. When his father was dying, he shouted three times, 'Unfilial son'. ”

The old man was deeply immersed in memories.

Xin Chang finally knew the origin of Brilliant City, he quietly looked at the old man next to him, he has paid too much for all beings in the world, and how should I comfort him?

The old man glanced at Xin Chang with relief and said, "I know that you are a good boy, I want to pass on my mantle to you, are you willing?"

Xin Chang was shocked, thinking: How can I get your favor, I am really ashamed.

The old man understood what Xin Chang was thinking: "Don't you want to take over this responsibility?"

Xin Chang spoke: "For the sake of the people, every cultivator is duty-bound, but my cultivation is too low. ”

The old man was pleased: "I don't care about cultivation, as long as you have the most upright heart." I've seen the process of slaying demons and destroying demons. You're doing a good job, even better than I am. ”

Xin Chang chuckled embarrassedly.

The old man spoke: "Shi Youxin is my lieutenant, and he is also a literary and elegant figure. It's just that the soldiers are clinging to the glorious city, and no one wants to turn back, so they missed a relationship, and now he has long since gone with the wind. It's just that I abandoned my wife and children with a group of soldiers to defend the glorious city, and I got a belief to teach you today, which is all I can teach you, I hope you don't let us down. ”

Xin Chang replied, "Which sentence is it?" ”

The old man's face was solemn: "It's extremely simple, I'm for everyone, everyone is for me, can you do it?"

Xin Chang thought for a long time and nodded heavily.

The old man laughed: "Touching the fish is a rare man in the world, but he has three love disasters in this life, and his future is worrying." You're going to help him, he'll be able to help you in the future, and I don't have to worry about anything else......"