The beggar lowered his eyes and said weakly, "I'm a countryman, can I know what happens to their big people?"

"Tell me what you know, and maybe I can help you. Yan Ning said lightly.

"Help me? The beggar sneered, and Yan Ning suddenly felt that his tone was a little familiar, as if it ...... It is a bit similar to the little ghost Wang Hanbo raised by Kang Rongbin.

Seeing that Yan Ning didn't speak, the beggar continued: "You may not believe it when you say it, I killed Kang Rongbin because he harmed my child!"

"Your child?" Yan Ning suddenly thought of a result that he himself thought was unlikely, and in order to verify his conjecture, he hurriedly asked, "Your child, could it be called Wang Hanbo?"

When the beggar heard Yan Ning's words, he was stunned, and then he trembled violently and let out a miserable laugh: "Hahaha...... Hahaha...... I knew that you and Kang Rongbin were in the same group!"

"Why do you think so?"

The beggar roared and slapped the table: "It's not a gang, how do you know my son's name? You walked out of Kang Rongbin's company, aren't you his person? You come here now to kill me and shut me up forever, right? It's a pity, it's a pity that I killed Kang Rongbin, and I still can't see my poor son!"

Yan Ning silently listened to the beggar venting, and when he finished speaking, Yan Ning did not make a sound, but silently touched the Broken Knife, which was held by him with a newspaper, so that he could be brought into the detention room unimpeded, only to see a flash of blue light, and a little ghost suddenly appeared in front of Yan Ning.

"The surname is Yan, I'm not done with you!"

The little ghost was released, and he roared and pounced on Yan Ning.

Yan Ning was not afraid at all, and with a slight wave of his hand, a yin wind suddenly made the little ghost turn around and look at the beggar.

The beggar's eyes widened at this time, his hands trembled violently, and he looked at the little imp in front of him in disbelief.

The moment the imp saw the beggar, he also fell silent.

"Hanbo, is it really you?" asked the beggar in a trembling voice.

Hearing this, the little ghost shook his head in surprise: "What are you talking about? ”

"Why, how can it be, you are Hanbo, I will not admit that I am wrong! I am Dad, don't you know me?" said the beggar excitedly, if it weren't for the handcuffs on his hands, I am afraid that he would have rushed forward to hug the little ghost.

"You recognized the wrong person," the little ghost said coldly, turning to look at Yan Ning, "Third Master, arrest me back, I don't want to come out." ”

"You kid," Yan Ning smiled bitterly, "are you still angry with your father? I told you, right? Kang Rongbin is dead, and it was your father who killed him." ”

When the little ghost heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and turned his head to look at the beggar: "You killed Kang Rongbin?!"

The beggar nodded, revealing a hateful look: "He raised you as a little ghost, I know that he is powerful, and I will definitely not be able to save you, so I can only ...... Kill him. ”

Yan Ning sighed: "Little ghost, do you remember what your father's name is?"

The little ghost was stunned and said in a low voice: "Wang Jiabing." ”

Yan Ning looked at Wang Jiabing: "Your name is Wang Jiabing, right?"

The beggar nodded excitedly: "It's me, it's me!"

"Tell this little bastard, how many years have you been looking for him, how much suffering have you endured over the years!" Yan Ning said.

Wang Jiabing looked at the little ghost, choked for a long time, the blood in his eyes was mixed with tears and flowed down, for a long time, he never said a word.

The little ghost looked at Wang Jiabing's appearance, and his voice couldn't help but soften: "Why don't you say it?"

"Too much...... It's been too long, I don't know where to start, but it's been three thousand six hundred and twenty-nine days since you left your parents......" Wang Jiabing said bitterly.

When the little ghost heard Wang Jiabing's words, he couldn't help it after all, and rushed forward to hug Wang Jiabing, but Wang Jiabing was just an ordinary man, the little ghost's hand passed through Wang Jiabing's body, and Wang Jiabing reached out several times, but he couldn't catch him.

Seeing this, Yan Ning silently gave the little ghost a needle, making his body materialize so that Wang Jiabing could touch him.

Father and son hugged each other, and the little ghost howled and cried: "Dad!

Wang Jiabing couldn't hold back either, and tears rolled down: "Child...... Child, it's our fault that we got you lost, made you suffer, and made you like this!"

The little ghost wiped his tears: "Mom?"

"Mom...... Mom always thought that she couldn't take a good look at you and let you get lost, and a year after you got lost, your mother committed suicide by jumping into a well!" Wang Jiabing said bitterly.

When the little ghost heard this, he couldn't cry anymore, he always thought that his parents had abandoned him, but he didn't expect that in the past ten years, Wang Jiabing's footsteps have traveled all over most of China, just to find his children among more than a billion people.

He didn't expect that his disappearance would cause his mother to die of guilt.

Yan Ning looked at this scene, and couldn't help but feel pain in her cheeks, and began to miss her late father in her heart, and at the same time, she was also glad that she didn't bring Zhuang Xiaoya over this time, otherwise with her character, seeing this scene, she would definitely cry a lot.

Yan Ning glanced at the time, and there was not much left, so he could only interrupt the Wang Jiabing father and son to reminisce and ask, "Uncle Wang, how did you know that Hanbo was raised by Kang Jiarong? Who told you?"

Wang Jiabing wiped a handful of tears and replied: "Half a month ago, I found Xichuan, I heard that there is a gourd fairy living on the top of Shenshan City, so I climbed the mountain, fortunately met the crane guide, saw the legendary gourd fairy, after the guidance of the gourd fairy, I learned about Kang Rongbin......

When Yan Ning heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked, when he was in Xichuan Shenshan City, he had also heard about the gourd immortal, but at that time, his goal was the tomb of King Gou, so he didn't see the so-called gourd immortal, but he saw another magical thing - the crane.

At that time, Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya encountered an avalanche, and at the last moment, a huge crane suddenly appeared and saved Yan Ning...... I'm afraid that it was the gourd fairy on the sacred mountain who instructed the crane to save him.

This gourd immortal, whether it is good or bad, whether it is a demon or an immortal, Yan Ning is not sure, but at present, it seems that it will not harm himself.

When Yan Ning was thinking, the little ghost suddenly came to Yan Ning and said seriously: "Third Master, I beg you one thing, if you promise me, my Wang Hanbo's life will be yours in the future, even if you let me die, I won't blink an eye." ”

Yan Ning probably knew what the little ghost wanted to say, so he shook his head and sighed at the moment: "This, I'm afraid I can't do it, but ......"

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