Su Hetu, who originally wanted to sleep with Murong Ge at night, was beaten to hell by Murong Tiankui all at once.

"The villa is so big, find a room and sleep by yourself."

Murong Tiankui couldn't see what this kid was scheming, and he resolutely did not allow him to molest his daughter.

Su Hetu looked aggrieved, but when he saw Murong Tiankui who was about to kill him, he still walked upstairs with arguity. After settling Murong Ge, Murong Tiankui sat down beside the old man with a serious face.

"After so many years outside, is it bitter? I thought I would never come back in this life, but now I'm half buried in the dirt, and I'm still waiting. Otherwise, he would really be as dumbfounded as Ye Qing. ”

Murong Xingtian gently rolled the dry tobacco with his hand, and there was a toad that he had always liked in his life, which was extremely spicy, but it was quite suitable for him to fight all his life.

"Hey, it's false to say that you don't have to be bitter, but at that time, you couldn't let go of the rivers and lakes, and the path you chose was no matter how bitter it was. But it was bitter for Ye Qing and the little pigeon. ”

Even if he is the first on the god list, even if he is invincible, he can only bow his noble head in front of this old man, because he is a person who cannot be surpassed by himself in this life.

"Yes, such a good daughter-in-law, why don't you know how to cherish it? Is the river and lake in your heart so important, don't you all say that heroes are sad about beauties, don't you all say that you don't love the country and love beauties, why are they all fake to you? ”

Murong Xingtian took a hard puff of his cigarette, and the smoke rose from his mouth to cover his face, and he couldn't see his current expression clearly.

Murong Tiankui also took out a cigarette from his cuff and lit it, pondered for a while, covered his face with his hands, and looked tired. Yes, I came all the way, and when I looked back, there was nothing and no one. I was tired of walking, and there was no one who wanted to stop and find someone to talk to.

A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, the body to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.

The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden.

"It's good to come back, rest early, go to Ye Qing's grave tomorrow to toast, and by the way, even me, an old immortal, I don't have the face to see her."

Murong Xingtian waved his hand with a cigarette and ordered the eviction. Murong Tiankui originally wanted to say something, he wanted to express his guilt for the old man in front of him, but it didn't seem necessary, how could there be a grudge against his son in the world.

The next day, Murong Tiankui got up early, and the snow outside the door had almost melted away. This is the case in Nanjing, where it is difficult to see heavy snowfall.

Murong Tiankui drove out, and after a while, he came to the Yuhuatai Martyrs Cemetery, parked the car, and went to the depths of the cemetery.

Originally, no one was allowed to come to the martyr's cemetery to bury, it was just a scenic spot for people to watch, and Song Jianguo didn't want his daughter to die and not even have a clean place. buried her in this martyr's cemetery, so as not to have to fight for space with others, and he was distressed as a father.

Murong Tiankui came to the bottom of a big pine tree, there was still snow left on the pine branches that had not melted, and the ground under the pine tree was still white. It's as if everywhere in the world is disturbed, but not here.

He crouched down and carefully wiped the tombstone in front of him with his sleeve. Watch out for if she's freezing and hungry down there.

Look at the falling flowers flying away next to the water and moon, there are many vicissitudes of life. Wandering alone, lost, looking back.

If there is regret medicine in the world, there will be no sad people. If he is asked to choose again, he may give up what he thinks is a big river and lake, and choose a warm embrace.

Everything has a time, and everything in the world has a time. There is a time to live, and there is a time to die. There are times when it is planted, and there are times when it is plucked out of what is planted. A time to kill, a time to heal. Sometimes it is demolished, sometimes it is built. Sometimes we cry, sometimes we laugh. A time to mourn, a time to dance. Sometimes throwing stones, sometimes piling stones. There is a time to embrace, and there is a time not to embrace. There is a time to look for and a time to lose. There is a time to be conservative, and a time to be abandoned. Sometimes it is torn, sometimes it is sewn. There is a time for silence, and there is a time for words. There are times to love and times to hate. There is a time for war, and a time for reconciliation.

It's just that I didn't look back when I knew each other, and I sighed like water.

"It's me who is sorry for you for waiting for me for so many years, and now I have come to see you, but you are gone. The water of the Qinhuai River should be very cold, you are already afraid of the cold, why do you have to be so desperate to put a moth to the fire, is it really worth it? ”

Murong Tiankui took out the prepared wine, as well as a cotton coat that Song Yeqing wore before his death. He spilled wine in front of the tombstone and covered it tightly with a cotton coat.

Murong Tiankui's wife, what a mocking six words.

"Don't worry, I'm back, I will never let anyone bully our daughter, and I will double the compensation I owe to you. If this life is not enough, then I will make up for it in the next life. ”

"Since you're here, come out, you don't have to hide." Murong Tiankui suddenly raised his head, his eyes revealing a gleam.

"Haha, it's not a loss to be the number one on the god list, I've deliberately hidden my breathing, but I didn't expect to be discovered by you as soon as I landed."

I saw a big man walking out from behind the pine tree, this big man was bald, wearing a lama monk's robe, and a big Buddha bead hanging around his neck. The one in his hand is a lotus flower, and his eyes are very concave inward, and he looks like a master at a glance.

"I heard that you are now in the top five of the god list, when a monk does not look like a monk, he is dedicated to eating fasting and reciting Buddha but has no compassion at all, it is not as happy as the old monk who wears wine and meat."

The big man didn't say anything, and walked towards Song Yeqing's grave, clasped his hands together, and said Amitabha.

"I always thought that you would not have any feelings when you were the first on the god list, and you only had kendo in your heart, but I didn't expect that you would also be a sad person. There are times when the old man is out of sight. ”

"The dead are great, and I will not kill you here, because killing you will defile the land here and disturb the people who sleep underground. But when we see each other in the future, we will definitely return it to you with interest. ”

"I have no grievances with the donor, how can there be a reckoning. I'm afraid it's not so easy for you to kill me, I listed you as the first on the god list in the first war that year, I guess there must be water in it. How could I, the fourth on the god list, lose to someone who only knows the wind and snow. ”

The lama monk didn't pay attention to Murong Tiankui's angry warning at all, because he didn't believe that Murong Tiankui was as powerful as the legend.

"There is no revenge, who will be responsible for the death of the old monk? No complaints, who will atone for the outstanding soldiers who died. I don't blame you for taking a man who has lost his conscience as a disciple. Even if he stole the Buddha's head, I could act as if I didn't see anything, but he killed an old monk who had been compassionate all his life, and this debt must be repaid. A group of traitors killed so many excellent soldiers, and this grudge must be resolved. ”

Murong Tiankui suppressed the thick killing machine, he was afraid that this killing machine would block her path to reincarnation.

"I heard that you have accepted an interesting apprentice, and it just so happens that I have just accepted one, or I have time to let them compete."

"How can my apprentice be the same as your apprentice, my apprentice has good intentions. And the little pervert you received, who only knows how to cultivate, and his martial arts value is close to that of a demon, but his surname has long been inferior, and the more you go forward, the bigger the gap between your precious apprentice and Xiaohetu. ”

"Haha, then wait and see."

The old lama laughed and then disappeared, and the cemetery was quiet as if nothing had happened.

Murong Tiankui got up and was about to leave, and took one last look at this low tomb. He was reciting a poem that the old monk once recited.

I was worried about hurting the Sanskrit line, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain, and I had the law of both worlds, and I didn't live up to it.

The old monk will go all the way and wait for the next year to toast you.