Shopping, Ah Umbrella naturally doesn't have this mood, but visiting Tang's house is undesirable for Ah Umbrella.

Tang Jingya held Ah Umbrella's hand all the way, regardless of whether she refused or not, Ah Umbrella pushed it away a few times and followed her, only when this Nizi was too happy to meet again today It was so abnormal.

As for Wu Jiong, he naturally didn't follow him to the City Lord's Mansion, just laughed a few times and left on his own.

Tang Bugui saw his daughter coming back with an umbrella, his old face smiled, and he welcomed the arrival of the umbrella, but he also asked, "Don't you have a piece of Changyu Xiaoyou?!" ”

Ah Umbrella just smiled, deducing that there was something wrong with Changyu, Tang Bugui couldn't help but have a look of disappointment on his face, Ah Umbrella saw this, and suddenly remembered that it should be the day when the Xuanwei Secret Realm opened again. There is no long fish, and Tang Bugui naturally will not invite Ah Umbrella to enter the secret realm of Xuanwei, but a wine table is set up in the house, saying that it is a friend who comes from afar, and he should not get drunk or return.

During the banquet, Ah Umbrella was surprised to realize that Tang Jingya was different from before, the wine that Ah Umbrella took out was extremely strong, Tang Jingya drank some more, and soon got drunk, the old housekeeper and Mrs. Tang helped Tang Jingya back to the room together, and for a while there were only two people and one cat left on the wine table.

Although Tang Bugui looked slightly drunk, his eyes were shrewd and sober, and Ah Umbrella saw that he had something to say, so he was not in a hurry to say goodbye, and lowered his head to tear the meat of the white cat quietly.

"Jingya, she doesn't have any friends......"

Tang Bugui finally spoke, Ah Umbrella raised his head, looked at Tang Bugui, and his heart was shocked, it was a pair of father's eyes, no longer the Tang City Lord who was crazy for a lifetime.

"She likes you very much, and she wants you to come and see her. She was very happy to see you this time...... "Tang Bugui picked up the wine jug and wanted to fill Ah Umbrella with wine, Ah Umbrella quickly stood up, took the wine jug, first filled Tang Bugui, and then filled it for himself.

Tang Bugui raised his glass and gestured, Ah Umbrella picked up the wine glass, and drank the soju in the cup with Tang Bugui.

"Rong and Xiaoyou, can you promise the old man one thing."

“…… You say. ”

"In the future, if you pass by. Let's take a look at Jingya. This kid is very lonely, and something like that happened a few years ago...... "Tang Bugui seems to be talking about ordinary things, holding up the vegetables. Chew on it slowly.

Father's love is such a thing. People before and after. They are all well hidden, pressed under the majestic mountains, and cannot be seen. I can't touch it.

Although Tang Jingya's temper is coquettish, she has grown up over the years, and she is a clear person, and she has a sense of proportion. Tang Bu returned to rest assured that she represented the seven veins of the Tang family and returned to her home to worship her ancestors, but this time, Tang Jingya went, but when she came back, she was injured. Tang Jingya didn't speak and ignored people, hiding in the room for more than a month, although she was still as delicate and willful as before when she came out, but it finally made people feel different.

What happened this time to worship the ancestors made Tang Bugui lose his temper.

Because of the provocation of the Tian family disciples, Tang Jingya fought with the Tian family disciples, and the Tian family disciples were ridiculed and blushed, and left with their tails between their mouths. originally thought that this matter would be such a trivial matter, but who knew that the next day the Tian family brought several disciples of the Zeng family and the Liang family to Tang Jingya to settle accounts, and a few boys bullied a girl in public like this, how many disciples in the Sutian faction watched, Tang Jingya was so embarrassed and angry that she shed tears on the spot.

People from other veins of the Tang family also saw it, but they hated the matter of Huancheng, and no one stepped forward to help, but they were watching from the sidelines. The disciples of the other families didn't come forward to help when they saw that the people of the Tang family didn't come forward to help, let alone meddle with rats to save the beauty of the hero. Even if there were a few who couldn't stand it, they were pulled by the senior brothers on the side and said something in a low voice, and the sense of justice in the hearts of those who couldn't stand it was suddenly extinguished. In the end, Tang Yichen came and persuaded him to make peace, Tang Jingya didn't say a word, and she ignored the ancestor worship at night and ran home.

Before Tang Bugui could pry any information out of Tang Jingya's mouth, he received a message that the elder of his family scolded the seven veins for ignoring the ancestral sacrifice that night. Tang Bugui hurriedly took his wife back to his home, and wanted to confess his guilt to his family, but when he returned to the sect to find out what happened, Tang Bugui turned his face and left on the spot, and he has not returned to his home so far.

Ah Umbrella listened quietly and asked, "Why did the Zeng Liang family help the Tian family bully a little girl?" "Besides, if this kind of thing happens, the person in charge of the door shouldn't be left alone, how can he wait until Tang Yichen comes to stop.

Tang Bugui poured the wine in the cup and shook his head, he didn't know, he had checked, but there was no result. It's strange that there is no result.

Ah Umbrella saw that the soup was empty and the cup was empty, so he refilled it.

Tang Bugui shook his wine glass, laughed at himself, and said: "Now that my family is gradually reaching into Huancheng, I don't want to leave us any of the seven veins. As soon as the term of office expires, our Seven Veins will leave the jurisdiction of the Sutian Sect and find a clean place to live. In this case...... It may be even more difficult for Jingya to see you in the future. ”

Ah Umbrella was surprised, Tang Bugui is leaving the Sutian Sect?

"The Tang family is one, although our department is weak, we have always guarded it, and we have never thought of leaving. But now, they have repeatedly joined forces with outsiders to bully their own family, and I can't bear this tone. I can't get justice for Jingya, I've wronged her, and if I stay here, Jingya will be even more unhappy. Now in my own family and in Sutian, it seems that we can't tolerate one line, and there are only a few people left in the seven veins, and they can't bear it. It's just that, it's good to find a place to live in seclusion, but fortunately, Jingya's child doesn't have any big ambitions, just live happily. ”

Tang Bugui said lightly, like goose feathers floating out, but it weighed a thousand catties. Who would be willing to leave his teacher to live far away, and what father would not want to seek justice for his daughter.

Ah Umbrella suddenly remembered that the man who liked to sit on the green pine in the middle of the mountain, had been away from home for hundreds of years, and finally accepted two apprentices, but after more than ten years, he became lonely again, guarding two tombs.

Inexplicably, Ah Umbrella's nose is sour.

Tang Bugui didn't notice the change in Ah Umbrella, and was immersed in his own world, at this time he was really a little drunk, and how many words could only be said through wine, "When my father named me No Return, I asked him why, and he always smiled and didn't say anything. Since I was born, I haven't seen him go back to his home. He often said that the more people there are, the more lively it is, but the more deserted it is. Now that the families are thriving, the human touch is becoming less and less...... If you find other good places. Ask if you want to return or not? To return or not to return?! ”

Ah Umbrella also filled himself with a glass of wine and drank it, and the old and the young were immersed in their own world, just drinking silently. Mrs. Tang watched from a distance, waved her hand to let the butler step back, and she leaned quietly on the column, her eyes like water, to see the man who was drinking wine and was happy and sad at once.

People always love to carry it in front of people close to them.

I've been suppressed for so long, it's good to have a chance to vent it.

Ah Umbrella is thinking about when to go to Beizhou. Pick up the master back. But I thought of the two uncles who were wronged. I'm afraid that the master doesn't want to leave the two uncles alone in Beizhou.

He who bears the sin shall not be buried at the gate of the teacher.

After that day, Ah Umbrella accompanied Tang Jingya to walk around Huancheng for a few days, until the Xuanwei Secret Realm opened. I decided to say goodbye and leave. Before leaving. Ah Umbrella went to find the soup and didn't return.

"Zeng Xiu? You're talking about the Zeng family's Guangxiu Divine Monarch......" Tang Bugui thought about it. "He is the Great Elder of the Second Lineage of the Zeng Family, but he rarely appears in front of people anymore, and the last time he appeared was when the heroes were fighting for hegemony. Are you looking for him? ”

Ah Umbrella did not speak.

"I don't think you've been willing to take down the change for the past few days, is it because you're afraid that someone will notice your original identity...... Something to do with Guangxiu Shenjun? The soup is not returned, and his face is slightly condensed.

Ah Umbrella shook his head, saw Tang Bu's eyes, and nodded again.

"Could it be that he had a holiday with the Guangxiu Divine Monarch...... Tang Bugui suddenly remembered something, "At the gate of Dongqi City that day, the Guangxiu Divine Monarch stopped the monks of Wujun Gate, as if he was looking for someone, and finally left with a calm face...... You've had a great time! ”

Tang Bugui's eyes were majestic, and he couldn't speak, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down behind the mask.

"Tang Senpai...... This is Rong and Zeng Xiu's personal festival, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the Sutian Sect. ”

Tang Bugui retracted his momentum, touched his nose, and felt that he was embarrassed that an adult had used his momentum to suppress a junior, and said, "You are a disciple of Wujun, I can trust you." It's just that although Guangxiu Shenjun's whereabouts are uncertain, he was a prominent figure in the sect when he was young, and his prestige is extremely high in the Zeng family and even in Sutian, and he is known as the first gentleman in Sutian. Little girl, in this north, don't easily say that you have a holiday with Guangxiu Shenjun. ”

Ah Umbrella knew the meaning of the soup and thanked him.

"I don't know what your festival is, if you can trust the old man, you can talk about it."

Ah Umbrella smiled, listening to Tang Bugui's tone, he didn't hate Zeng Xiu, but he appreciated it a little, how could the things she knew be trusted. And the purpose of her trip was not because of the filthy things in the Ghost Sea Domain.

Therefore, Ah Umbrella said: "I accidentally offended the Divine Monarch...... It's a matter of the past, but after a little inquiry, rest assured, seniors, I won't do anything about hitting a stone with an egg. ”

Leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Ah Umbrella walked towards the city gate, and Jiufang came out at this time, and said: "You also know that it is to hit the stone with an egg, how many times have I persuaded you Jiufang, you want to come to the north." Wu Xiaozi is just a demon cultivator in the infancy stage, and he is a fart in front of the distraction period monks, aren't you just going to die? If you tell that kid that you're going to ask for something from the Divine King, he'll definitely throw you to the southernmost edge. ”

You don't need such a method to find death.

Ah Umbrella was silent, she knew that this was beyond her strength, but over the years, she didn't know whether Changyu was trapped in the Hall of Chance or died, she couldn't do nothing! Cultivation and cultivation, what realm does she have to cultivate to save Changyu!? Out-of-body or distracted? Eight hundred years, or a thousand years?

She couldn't wait that long, at least now, she had found an excuse, she suddenly wanted to come to the north, to prove that she had done something.

At the gate of the city, Wu Jiong was half-leaning on the city wall, and when he saw a man's umbrella approaching, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile.

"I didn't know that you actually had a friend of the city lord's daughter...... I really want to know who you are. ”

Ah Umbrella glanced at him and said, "Actually, I'm also curious about who you are, and you don't have any friends...... Ah no, aren't there four? All dead?! ”

"You!"

As if poking Wu Jiong's wound, Wu Jiong approached, wanting to teach this girl a lesson, but soon, the outstretched hand hung down weakly, and an invisible force was restraining him fiercely.

Jiufang shook his head on the side, this guy deserved to be stabbed when he was unhappy when he picked an umbrella.

Wu Jiong was not a demon cultivator at first, he had a family and parents before he was ten years old. It's a child of the Little Xiuxian family. The beginning of the nightmare was that Wu's father made a good friend, and in the first few years, Wu Jiong still liked this uncle who often came as a guest, although he was a demon cultivator, but he was very decent.

It's just that Wu's father's good friend finally killed Wu's father and raped Wu's mother.

The entire Wu family died, except for Wu Jiong.

It was also at that time that Wu Jiong came to the world of demon cultivation and knew that he had good skin and qualifications. When you grow up, you will be sold as a ding furnace. The woman under the reservation of him is very beautiful. Flaming red lips, snake waist and breast enlargement, but Wu Jiong only felt disgusting, he didn't want to be a Ding Furnace.

There were many children of the same age who were trained to be a furnace with him. Wu Jiong made a friend. The two plotted to escape together. As a result, he was naturally betrayed by his so-called friends, and Wu Jiong was tortured for two weeks, and he was only a child in his early tens. After tasting all the methods of demon cultivation and torturing people, Wu Jiong could no longer afford to resist, so he obediently learned the method of double cultivation and learned to be well-behaved.

After many years of silkworm ambush, Wu Jiong finally escaped from that hell before being sold, but he was seriously injured and fled to a mountain forest and passed out.

Luckily he was saved, his second friend and last.

Wu Jiong still feels ironic when he thinks about it now, but it was just a woman's provocation, and after many years, his brothers turned against each other and killed him by surprise.

Wu Jiong has never made a friend since then, and time has proved him right, for hundreds of years, thousands of sails have passed, all of them are false, friends of interests, where is the true love.

He didn't feel anything wrong either, in the world of demon cultivation, selfishness was the mainstream. Not only him, but everyone, had no friends. The so-called friends are nothing before interests, today they are allied by blood, and tomorrow they will be stabbed in the back.

Especially seeing that An Lengzhu would rather die than tell the whereabouts of Ah Umbrella, and Ah Umbrella had to collect An Lengzhu's body when he was dying, Wu Jiong only felt naïve and ridiculous.

He has no friends, how can this world have?!

He waited to see Ah Umbrella's joke, but reality slapped him in the face.

If it is said that the eyes can deceive people, but I feel that they can't deceive people, that white-haired sword cultivator really treats Ah Umbrella like a close friend, and then, especially the son who holds the scroll, Wu Jiong only saw the first time they got along, and knew that they would never betray each other.

Wu Jiong didn't believe that this ordinary nun would be so lucky, but what he saw proved him wrong again and again.

When something that he thought could not exist was owned by someone else, Wu Jiong had the idea of destroying it, he wanted to kill her, kill her.

Kill her, and he's right.

Seeing that Wu Jiong's eyes were gradually dyed red, Ah Umbrella slapped the flying sword with a "whoosh", leaving a red mark on Wu Jiong's face.

"Let's go!"

She knew he was digging into the horns, but what did it matter? She just wanted to continue north, and she wanted her unpleasant mood to disappear.

Walking to Tianwu Mountain, it happened to be a foggy day, and this year was particularly strange, not at the beginning of the month, but several days earlier.

Ah Umbrella went up the mountain alone, went to the place where he once stood side by side with Changyu, the sea of fog was surging like the old, and the feeling of things being people and people was overflowing in Ah Umbrella's heart. Ah Umbrella stood for a long time before he was ready to go down the mountain, and recalled the white cat who went to play in the mountains, and Ah Umbrella's gaze suddenly froze on the white cat.

How can there be ginkgo biloba?!

Ah Umbrella flashed to the white cat in a few steps, took down the ginkgo biloba, looked left and right, and disappeared away in the next moment, and the figure flashed into the mist in the mountains.

Ah Umbrella saw the ginkgo tree again, just like what she saw that year, but no matter how much True Qi she put into the tree, it was just in vain.

"Nine directions, nine directions, this is the ginkgo tree, isn't it? It's the ginkgo tree, why can't I open it!? Ah Umbrella shouted.

Jiufang couldn't bear to see her out-of-control, turned his head, and said, "You know why it can't be opened, it's already closed." ”

Ah Umbrella didn't believe it, sacrificed a silver hammer, and smashed it hard at the ginkgo tree, a hammer was heavier than a hammer, I don't know how long it took to beat, the ginkgo leaves fell to the ground, and the ginkgo tree was still standing.

The Hall of Chance still hasn't been opened.

"The host is crazy! Lose your marbles! ”

"Shut up!"

"Stinky old man! She's going to use karmic fire! ”

As soon as the words fell, a red flame burst out of Ah Umbrella's palm, and as soon as the flame came out of his palm, it immediately hit the ginkgo tree, and after a while, the ginkgo tree finally changed, and the branches began to move.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the trunk of the ginkgo tree, and a jade plaque fell out, and then the crack quickly closed, but Ah Umbrella still felt the manic breath over there.

Ah Umbrella reached out to catch the jade plaque, and his divine sense penetrated.

"I'm fine, don't worry-"

It was the voice of the long fish, and Ah Umbrella's tears finally couldn't help but burst out of his eyes.

Changyu's voice was a little weak, and there was a hint of imperceptible urgency, and the last word seemed to be cut off, and Ah Umbrella was sensitive, and he suddenly caught the unusual, and his heart was suddenly pinched.

"Long Fish ......"

Ah Umbrella wanted to talk back to him, but this jade plate was not a transmission note, and she couldn't transmit the sound. Even if it is a transmission note, it cannot be transmitted into this hall of chance.

Ah Umbrella's palms gathered qi and karmic fire, and he was about to attack the ginkgo tree, but he was stopped by Jiufang's drink.

"Nonsense! Do you know what's going on over there, the Temple of Chance is closed just to lock up that dragon snake! If the dragon snake is released, there is no opportunity hall to suppress its cultivation, no one in this Dongzhou Continent can restrain this fierce beast, and then it will be a big sin! The Hall of Chance has taken a step back, risking the risk of releasing the long fish thing with you. This time, because it was the karmic fire you put that provoked the fierce beast to fight back, the Hall of Chance may have to be closed for a longer time. How long are you going to be willful!? ”

Ah Umbrella then took a few steps back, sat down on the ground, held the jade plate tightly in his hand, and was silent for a long time. (To be continued.) )