But that's when a familiar name comes into view.

Yang Qiu shook his head in disbelief, looked at it again, and saw that directly behind Wu Tong's tombstone, the name of his tombstone was actually the word "Wang Qiuyang", and he showed an unconcealable sadness, stepped closer than a dozen steps, folded his hands, and sincerely paid homage in front of his tomb, and apologized: "Mr. Wang Qiuyang." I've been busy with my own business since that fire, and I'm too busy to see you.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the Federation, I forgot about it again. I'm so sorry for you. It wasn't you who saved me in the first place. I'm afraid I'm dead. I'm sorry. I came to see you so late. I hope you don't get angry. ”

In the north, the sky is blue more than 100 miles away, and there is not a single cloud. A white civil plane flew in from overseas and landed at the small airplane airport, and the dense crowd rushed into the disembarkation passage like water opening the gate, and they all crowded at the staircase of the disembarkation.

A man dressed in black, holding a black bag and wearing sunglasses walked down, and the crowd immediately resounded with cheers and cheers, as well as applause one after another.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome...... Welcome, welcome...... Bang bang bang ......"

But seeing that the man did not react, just after he walked into the crowd, he actually ignored it and walked away, and a shocked expression appeared on everyone's faces.

"Hey, Reporter Wang, how can you ......" A fat man with a fat waist and a round body walked up, put his right hand on his shoulder, and turned him over with a force, shouting dissatisfiedly, but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted halfway.

The man asked puzzledly, "Do you know me?" The man took off his sunglasses with his left hand, revealing a pair of bean-like eyes, and looked at the fat man with a strange expression.

The fat man's face was hideous, and his dissatisfaction was overflowing, but seeing that the appearance of the man in sunglasses was completely inconsistent with the person in his heart, but his face was similar, and finally his face was average, and he withdrew all his anger. His right hand patted him lightly on the shoulder, and he smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, brother." Recognize the wrong person. ”

"Psychotic!" the man who was patted on the shoulder glared at him angrily, took away the fat man's anger and left in a hurry.

When the others saw this scene, they all opened their mouths speechlessly, unable to speak, and only felt extremely embarrassed. Just when they were embarrassed, a man in a staff uniform wearing a peaked cap lowered the brim and silently descended the stairs of the plane and blended into the crowd. Squeezed outside and left the airport.

After running out for more than a thousand meters in one go, he looked back and saw that there was no one with him, and finally let out a sigh of relief, threw away his hat and clothes, revealing a black suit, and raised the corners of his lips proudly, and said: "LUCK! I'm going to be annoyed to death by those guys again.

Although I'm now a Destiny Star, no, one of the most famous journalists in the entire Federation. But I've never seen a reporter treated as a star. Isn't it because I'm a little more handsome? If I knew this, what kind of reporter would I be? Just be a star. As a journalist, I have a lot of work that requires me to do interviews secretly. The ass is followed by so many fans. How do I interview?

What a headache! Don't think much about it. Anyway, get rid of them now. Today I was finally able to go home and eat a good meal of fresh meat hot pot made by my mother. Oh, this is a hot pot with fresh meat. Speaking of this, he couldn't help licking his lips, revealing an unconcealable look of excitement, and said, "Now the only place in the universe where you can eat fresh meat is the Empire.

Mom is amazing this time. You can get fresh meat from the Empire. I remember the last time she made fresh meat hot pot was ten years ago. I've got to have a good meal. "The more I talked, the more excited I was, the faster I went, and after a while. After crossing three streets, seeing that his home was already within 100 meters, he couldn't help but grin excitedly and said, "Haha!

You can eat meat right away. I'll have to call my uncle this time. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have become as popular as I am now. In the past, I couldn't repay him, because I wasn't so famous and didn't make enough money. Now it's different. Hey. It doesn't matter if you buy him a villa. ”

As he spoke, the door creaked and was pushed open. A woman wearing a towel bent over and walked out of it with a vegetable basket, she saw Wang Zihong facing her, she opened her mouth wide in surprise, the vegetable basket in her hand fell, and all kinds of artificial vegetables fell to the ground, and she didn't pay attention to it.

The woman's joy was palpable. The more she looked at Wang Zihong, the happier she became, the happier she became, the more her body trembled, and after Wang Zihong walked quickly and called her "Mom", she finally showed an unconcealable ecstasy and asked, "...... Are you Xiaohong?"

Wang Zihong nodded lightly, opened his chest happily, hugged the woman tightly in his arms, and said, "Mom." I am back. It's me. But don't call me Xiaohong in the future. I'm almost thirty. What if someone who doesn't know hears it and thinks I'm a woman? How embarrassing. ”

Familiar voices echoed in my ears. The familiar salutation sounded again. Familiar faces, familiar hands. The more the woman looked, the more happy she became, the more she looked at it, the happier she became, and she didn't care about the basket and artificial vegetables on the ground, so she pulled Wang Zihong and walked in, and said, "The child is his father." Come out and see who's back!"

A middle-aged man kneeling on the futon glared at her angrily and said, "Don't you see that I am mourning in silence now?" You old woman, really, even if the mayor comes, you shouldn't ...... it" The more he spoke, the more dissatisfied he became, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly found that the person standing next to the woman was his son, and he couldn't help but be stunned and speechless.

But then, he came back to his senses and shouted in ecstasy: "Son!" stood up, took a big step closer, grabbed Wang Zihong's hand, looked left and right in front of him, looked up and down carefully, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became, the more he looked, the more happy he became, patted him on the shoulder, and said proudly: "My son has grown up."

When you left the house, you were as tall as me. Now they're all taller than me. Son. Look at your clothes, they're expensive, aren't they? What are you doing out there now? It seems to have a chance!"

Wang Zihong touched his nose proudly and said, "Hehe." Of course. Dad. Otherwise, how would I have the face to come back to see you? When I went out, I swore an oath to you. If you don't come out of the roll call, you will never come back. Now your son and I are one of the most famous journalists in the Federation. ”

As soon as he said this, the mother and father next to him were stunned, and after glancing at each other, they hugged each other in ecstasy. Cheer. The smile was full of smiles on his face, and the wrinkles that had been piled up by the years seemed to disappear. The atmosphere gradually became joyful. The more Wang Zihong looked at it, the happier he became, and the happier he became, the more he wanted to inform that person of the good news, and said, "Dad." Call your uncle.

I'm so productive now thanks to him. Hurry up ......" but before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw his parents' faces turn burnt, and they all showed sadness, and couldn't help but feel surprised, patted his mother's hand, and asked, "Mom." What's wrong with you and Dad? You were laughing so happily just now, why did you cry in a blink of an eye?"

His mother sighed. Glancing back at the futon where her husband was kneeling just now, he said, "Your uncle has passed away." ”

"What!?, died?" Wang Zihong said in disbelief.

His mother nodded, and her right hand pulled him to the futon and gestured to a tablet in front of him.

Wang Zihong saw that the three words "Wang Qiuyang" were clearly engraved with a laser on the ranking, and the more he looked at it, the more sad he became, the more sad he became, the more difficult it was to accept, and with a wow, he knelt on the futon, and knocked his head in front of the tablet, like a child. We cried bitterly: "Uncle, why did you leave so quickly? Didn't we agree that when I became famous, you would personally congratulate me?"

How can you not keep your promise? I am so productive now because of the help you gave me in the first place. If it weren't for you, I'd still be a no-do person right now. One of the reasons I came back this time was to see my parents. The second is to thank you. I want to repay you well and thank you for your support and help to me.

But you...... But you...... You're ...... so early God, why do you do this to a kind-hearted old man?"

His father and mother's faces changed in unison, and they slapped Wang Zihong anxiously. Bring him a hot towel to wipe his face.

Two minutes later, I only felt a warm feeling on my forehead, indescribably comfortable. Wang Zihong finally woke up, opened his eyes, looked at the cold tablet, and said, "Dad, Mom." Where is my uncle's grave? I want to see him before I go to his grave. ”

His parents looked at each other and gave an address.

Wang Zihong nodded, took the towel away, stood up, put on his coat, walked to the door, and said, "Dad, Mom." Wait for me at home. I went to clean my uncle's grave and came back for dinner. ”

His mother said, "Son, can't you go tomorrow?" I see that you are a little weak now. ”

"yes. His father nodded in agreement, took two steps closer, pulled Wang Zihong's clothes with his right hand, and said, "You want to sweep the grave, and I will accompany you with your mother tomorrow." Rest at home today. You just got off the plane, right?

The journey was so hard, I passed out as soon as I got home, and I haven't slept for a few minutes before I have to go to the cemetery. You're going to collapse like that. Son, listen to your mother. ”

Wang Zihong shook his head, revealing a determined gaze, and said, "Dad, Mom." Rest assured. Your son, I'm an adult. It's long since I was a child. This is not a hard thing, before I became famous, when I was running the news, it happened that I was more tired than at this time. I'm not tired. ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, without hesitation, walking faster and faster, farther and farther, and soon he was already on the street a hundred meters away from his home.

"Son. Your uncle's grave is located in ......" When his father saw this scene, he hurriedly took three steps and made two steps to run out, and when he chased two or three meters behind Wang Zihong, he loudly told him the location of Wang Qiuyang's grave.

Wang Zihong turned around, showed a smile, and said gratefully: "Dad." Thank you. It's a little cold outside today, and you're wearing less, so go back quickly. It's easy to catch a cold if you stay outside for a long time. Wait for me to come home for dinner. I swept the tomb and came back. ”

With that, he took a taxi and drove off into the distance at great speed.

Half an hour later, the taxi came from the far avenue and pulled up at the entrance of the cemetery.

"Thank you, master. Wang Zihong paid the money, thanked the driver, walked straight to the cemetery, walked more than ten steps, stepped into a wide laser, went to the sales department to buy some flowers and incense candles according to the position provided by his father, walked to the tenth row, and walked to the seventh tombstone on the left, silently comforting himself in his heart as he walked.

"Uncle. I'm so sorry. I wasn't there for you when you died. You must have missed me a lot, didn't you? Now I've come to see you. May you rest in peace. Now I'm on the move. I will never forget what you taught me in the first place. Thank you, uncle. I have been able to achieve this in my life because of you. Uncle ......"

But before he could finish his words, he suddenly found that there were people on the cemetery, and Yang Qiu was worshipping reverently in front of the tombstone.

Wang Zihong was stunned, and said in his heart in confusion: "What the hell is going on? Who is that person?" The more he thought about it, the more strange he became, the more strange he felt, the more he wanted to figure it out, and he accelerated forward, and after a while, he stopped two meters away from Yang Qiu's side and asked, "Who are you?"

Yang Qiu was quite familiar with this voice, turned his head to look to the right, and saw Wang Zihong standing there with incense candles and flowers in his hands, opened his mouth in disbelief, and shouted, "Wang Zihong!?"

When he shouted, Wang Zihong was startled, but then he came back to his senses and said in his heart: "It seems to be my fan." Frowning, he pointed to Wang Qiuyang's tombstone, and asked, "Do you know my uncle?"

Yang Qiu nodded without hesitation.

Wang Zihong took two steps closer, bowed his head to Yang Qiu, and said, "Thank you for coming to see my uncle." But I want to be alone with my uncle for a while now, if you don't have anything else, ...... trouble" Speaking of this, he deliberately didn't say anything, stretched out his right hand, and bent down to make a gesture asking Yang Qiu to leave.

Yang Qiu nodded, walked out with interest, and when he passed by, he just glanced at it more.

Wang Zihong nodded with satisfaction, sat on the ground, poured a glass of wine for Wang Qiuyang, and said, "Uncle, thank you for ......" and began to speak in his heart little by little.

Yang Qiu overheard Wang Zihong's gratitude to Wang Qiuyang for his encouragement, and couldn't help but feel regretful, and said in his heart: "No matter how you say it, Wang Qiuyang was also killed by me." If it weren't for me, he probably wouldn't have died. It turned out that Wang Qiuyang was Wang Zihong's uncle. The curse on my body is really harmful...... "The more I think about it, the more I blame myself, the more I blame myself, the more I don't want to stay for a long time, and after a while, I am about to go to the exit."

But at this moment, a familiar picture came to mind.

He remembered that the clue to the second layer of the immortal technique was provided by Wang Zihong at the beginning, and he glanced back at the tombstone where Wang Zihong was located from a distance, and said in his heart: "Many of the people I met this time have become different from the past. Could it be that the clues that this Wang Zihong can provide me will be different?

Right. If it's different, does that mean that he can provide clues to the third layer of immortality?" His face changed, revealing a look of deep expectation, and with a smile, he returned the same way and strode towards Wang Zihong. (To be continued......)