Chapter 31 The Son Is Not Good
After this catastrophe, the house closed its doors, and no matter who the visitors were, they all ate a solid closed door, and Li Chu hid in the room for three days before going out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
For three whole days, he finally made up his mind to fight back, because he used to be a warm-hearted person, a general who wanted to save the people from fire and water, and when he thought of the cannibal gang's tragic methods, he couldn't get past the hurdle in his heart.
But he couldn't wait, and he couldn't bear it anymore, even if what he did would be punished by God, and he would never be reborn in the hell of Abi, then he would admit it without complaint.
After all, to achieve a great cause, someone always has to pay, someone sacrifices, and always has to step on the blood and bones of thousands of people all the way.
"Master! How come I can't always learn this trick? Ding Mi's distressed voice suddenly came from behind the pavilion, and Li Chu took two steps forward curiously, and saw the scene of Nangong Fei teaching Ding Mi to practice the sword.
Nangong Fei had already taught her a whole morning, but she hadn't even learned half a move, and couldn't help but say: "I've met hundreds of thousands of people who use swords, and you're the stupidest!" ā
Ding Mi's swordsmanship is not good, but his temper is not small, and he blushed and replied: "This is called an apprentice to follow the master, you must not have the heart to teach me, otherwise how could I not learn?" ā
Li Chu shook his head slightly, thinking in his heart that it was no wonder that you Nangong Fei refused to teach Feng Jiu to practice the sword anymore, it turned out that he had accepted a stupid apprentice.
"Childe? I heard Jin Yuan say that you are here, so I brought you lunch. A familiar voice came from behind, and Li Chu looked back at her with a smile and said, "Why do you still call me Childe?" Didn't you say you wanted to be the same as Le Xi last time? ā
Feng Jiu took the chopsticks for a moment, raised his eyes slightly, and spit out two words: "Boxi? ā
"Come, sit here." Li Chu smiled faintly, pulled her to the stone bench, glanced at the delicacies on the table and asked, "Have you eaten it?" ā
Feng Jiu glanced at him helplessly and said, "It's past noon now, I've already eaten it, I heard Jin Yuan say that you don't have an appetite, so I personally cooked these dishes for you." ā
"You made it yourself?" Li Chu's eyes lit up, he carefully observed each dish, took the chopsticks handed by Feng Jiu, sandwiched a piece of crispy meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
Feng Jiu saw that he only chewed a bite, so he was stunned there, and he didn't move for a long time, and immediately sighed: "I know I have no talent for cooking, but it's not so unpalatable, right?" ā
"No, it's delicious." Li Chu slowly chewed the crispy meat in his mouth, and his eyes that were still clear suddenly moistened, he smiled self-deprecatingly, swallowed the crispy meat and said, "I've waited too long for this day, we could have ...... eight years ago."
The words in Li Chu's mouth stopped abruptly at this point, Feng Jiu was also shocked, and he almost didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Li Chu, trying his best to hide his trembling voice, and said calmly: "What eight years ago? ā
"I mean, how nice it would be if we could have known eight years ago? At that time, I was in high spirits, my blood was boiling, and I was not as sluggish as I am now. Li Chu smiled faintly, looked at Feng Jiu and said, "But it's okay, it's not too late to meet you now." ā
Too late...... Too late...... If we had been married eight years ago, would everything be different now? Feng Jiu's heart couldn't calm down, and her brain couldn't help thinking about those things, she pressed her temples and smiled at Chu Chu: "Then you eat quickly, it's not good if the food is cold." ā
Li Chu nodded, as soon as the food in the chopsticks arrived in his mouth, he felt extremely sweet, and even his heart felt extremely sweet, but his eyes were hot and moist.
"Oh, by the way, I heard that the emperor of the cold moon is going to hold a banquet for the queen mother on her birthday?" Feng Jiu suddenly asked such a sentence, Li Chu was stunned, and nodded slightly in affirmation.
Feng Jiu let out an "oh" and asked again: "I also heard that the emperor invited you to the palace to celebrate the birthday of the queen mother, and you have already agreed?" ā
Li Chu slowly chewed the food in his mouth, looked at Feng Jiu with an expectant look on his face and asked, "Do you want to go?" If you want to go, I can take you there. ā
"Okay, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to go to such a scene without my identity and embarrass you." Feng Jiu was a little worried while being happy.
"Don't worry, I'm also a person with no identity, and the two of us who have no identity go to the banquet to be angry with those who have status." Li Chu raised his eyebrows, smiled evilly, and his gentle gaze paused on Jin Yuan, who was rushing over, and he couldn't help frowning.
Jin Yuan ran into the pavilion, holding on to the pillar and panting: "It's here!" Here it comes! ā
"Who's coming?" Feng Jiu looked at Jin Yuan's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy in surprise, and his heart was a little uneasy, until his eyes fell on a slowly walking figure in the distance, and he dispelled his uneasy thoughts.
What is so scary about such a sixty-year-old man in ordinary clothes and a slightly decadent appearance? I saw that Lichu greeted him unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "Zishan, you are here." ā
Zishan raised his eyes hidden in the white hair, and said with a smile: "Zishan didn't come, Zishan is drinking in the country." ā
"Who is he? Why do I think what he said is a little strange? Feng Jiu looked at Jin Yuan in surprise when he heard this, and Jin Yuan cautiously leaned into Feng Jiu's ear and said, "A strange person, he always thinks about drinking on weekdays, but Gongzi doesn't let him drink, because he will go crazy and kill people as soon as he drinks." ā
Feng Jiu glanced at Zishan twice, and said incredulously: "Won't it?" His hair is so gray, and he looks like a kind old gentleman, how can he kill someone? ā
"How many of the people who came out of there were people? It's the devil, he's killed more people than you know, and don't let him hear words like that from your mouth, the old gentleman, who's actually only forty-five. Jin Yuan said that seeing Feng Jiu's strange expression, he kept winking at himself, so he smiled, "But you don't have to be afraid of being like this, he is a ...... person."
"How am I?"
As soon as Jin Yuan turned around, he saw Zishan staring at him firmly, and immediately let out a cold sweat, and in a panic, he jumped off the pavilion and fled.
"Hmph, something that doesn't make a living." Zishan laughed at Jin Yuan ruthlessly, his eyes drifted outside the pavilion, and he was suddenly stunned, pointing to Nangong Fei and Ding Mi not far away, and said excitedly, "That...... Who's that? ā
Li Chu rarely saw him like this, and explained in surprise: "That little girl is Ding Mi, a ...... from Shanxi."
"I'm asking the guy next to her, who is he? Who is he! Zishan's face was hideous, like a madman, but Li Chu became more and more confused, frowning and said, "Xiao Fei, his name is Nangong Fei, he is my junior brother, and I and I have worshiped under the old man in green shirts." ā
Nangong Fei, who was not far away, seemed to notice something, turned his head to look at Zishan, Zishan's body staggered and almost couldn't stand, he held on to the pillar and panted: "He...... How old is he this year? ā
"Twenty-three, March eighteen is his birthday."
Zishan's excited expression suddenly froze, and he turned around and asked Li Chu with some disbelief: "He is actually twenty-three?" Are you mistaken? ā
Li Chu shook his head and said very seriously: "I am absolutely not mistaken, this is what Xiaofei's mother told him, Xiaofei's mother took care of him for ten years, how can he be wrong?" ā
The only light in Zishan's eyes suddenly went out, and he walked down the steps of the pavilion step by step, but he didn't say half a word anymore, and the old and desolate back was really sad to see.
Feng Jiu glanced back at Nangong Fei and asked, "Did he recognize the wrong person?" recognized Nangong Fei as his child. ā
"Huh?" Li Chu met her serious gaze and motioned for her to explain.
"Zishan, Zishan, he has no name and no surname, I give myself this word, I am afraid that I hope that my son can be treated well by God. If he hadn't mistaken Nangong Fei for his own child just now, how could there be so many complicated expressions on his face? Frightened and scared, happy and worried, and the kind of uncertainty and not knowing how to face the emotion can't be pretended. Feng Jiu recalled Zishan's expression and analyzed with sympathy.
Nangong Fei didn't know when he also went to the pavilion, and muttered to himself: "Zishan? Who is he? ā