Charlie arranged a vehicle to send several people to the airport, and Murong Tiankui, the newly promoted sword god, kept recalling the back of the mysterious old man and the words of Satan's mother in his mind.

"It seems that I am really old, that old man has deceived me for so many years, and I still have no breakthrough at this age. I really miss the time when I drank with the old monk and the three of us, and now there are really enough in life, dead and dead, and you, the old sword ghost, have now become a sword god. Shit luck is ugly to say, but it's even harder to do. ”

Qi Banjin was somewhat deflated, he had cultivated to the present day for that ethereal word, and he didn't have a son and a half daughter under his knees, and now it was easy to find someone who could inherit him, but he was even more powerful than himself. Forget it, the feelings that are easy to cultivate have been completely forgotten by this kid.

"Life is only a hundred years, whether it is a sword ghost or a sword god, these are just some insignificant things. I really want to get drunk and never wake up again, or the old monk is at ease, and now it is estimated that the two of them should be reunited. ”

Murong Tiankui comforted, it was more appropriate to say that it was comfort than self-deprecation.

When night fell, several people waited in the waiting room for a long time, and no one spoke during this time, Chen Tianhu looked around and felt very bored.

At this time, three people met his eyes, and they instantly aroused his interest.

The three of them seemed to have discovered a few of them, and one of them was even more angry and came over towards Su Hetu. It was none other than Feng Qingyun, Zhao Qianwen and Zhou Ziyi, who were rushing back to China.

Zhao Qianwen stood in front of Su Hetu so angrily, and Murong Tiankui didn't stop her, in case she woke up Xiaohetu's memory, it wouldn't be a good thing.

Su Hetu looked at it coldly, and he didn't have any special expression, and the lazy smile that only the gentleman had before was gone.

"What? Does this mean pretending not to know? ”

Seeing Su Hetu's expression like this, Zhao Qianwen was even more angry. Su Hetu didn't even look at her this time, and covered his face with his clothes and looked at her lazily.

Zhao Qianwen pulled up his clothes and was still on the ground, and Su Hetu stood up with a slap, not giving Zhao Qianwen time to react at all. Everyone present was stunned, no one thought that Su Hetu, who had always been gentle, would come out like this, Feng Qingyun immediately ran over and blocked Zhao Qianwen.

"I don't know you, and if you bother me to be careful, I'm even more polite."

Su Hetu bent down and picked up his coat.

Zhao Qianwen looked at Su Hetu's expression, wanting to see a little flaw in his expression, but no matter how you look at it, it is so real and profound.

Zhao Qianwen stroked the beaten face, tears had begun to roll in her eyes, she didn't understand why there were thousands of years between them in the blink of an eye. The sad thing is that I am there for you and you have completely forgotten about me.

Zhao Qianwen pushed Feng Qingyun away with her hand, and looked at the Su Hetu in front of her in a daze.

"Since you have forgotten me, one day I will let you know me again, and I will do my best to drag you into hell from which you will never recover."

Zhao Qianwen gritted her teeth and used all her strength to say these words. Feng Qingyun couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back, saying that the most poisonous woman's heart, this queen was even more terrible when poisoned, and he couldn't help but sympathize with Su Hetu.

Su Hetu wanted to remember something, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember it at all, he only remembered the small village that was not rich at all and the small pond with a small earthen house.

That kind of loneliness is not something that ordinary people can experience, and there is darkness in addition to emptiness in the mind.

"Alright, it's time, let's get on the plane."

Murong Tiankui saw that the time was almost up, so he let a few people board the plane and prepare to return to China.

"Childe stays."

An old voice came from behind, and several people stopped and looked back.

Murong Tiankui and Qi Banjin's surprised eyes were about to fall, and the fate of this kind of thing was still unclear.

Su Hetu stopped and looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, his body had already been rickety to a certain extent, but his eyes were still the same clear, and there were very few wrinkles on his face.

"Grandma, is there anything you can do?"

I don't know why, seeing this old man, Su Hetu's originally sad and irritable heart immediately calmed down.

"Can I ask you something?"

The old man looked at Su Hetu, who was about the same height as himself, with a sincere tone that he couldn't refuse.

"Yes, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you."

Murong Tiankui and Qi Banjin both wanted to come forward to say hello, but they didn't act, because they really couldn't figure out the details of this old man. She was pretty much like this many years ago, and now after all these years, she seems to be much younger than before.

"Can you give up your plane ticket to the old man?"

The words were amazing, but Su Hetu gave her the plane ticket without the slightest hesitation. The old man took the plane ticket in his hand and tore it off, his expression was still very indifferent, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually expanded.

"What are you?"

Murong Tiankui asked in surprise, this old man is really not ordinary.

"What? Are you here to pay back the old man? ”

This old man is the old woman who helped the old monk and the three of them pay for the wine many years ago, but they didn't expect to meet again in a foreign country after many years.

"Thank you, I'm sure you won't care about the money for the drink."

Murong Tiankui scratched his head embarrassedly, wanting to ask the identity of the old man but was too embarrassed to speak.

"You want to ask about the identity of the old man, right?"

The old man said with a smile, then walked over to the trash can and put the scraps of paper still in the trash.

Murong Tiankui smiled awkwardly.

"Don't guess, you won't be able to guess either. The old body has lived for hundreds of years, and he doesn't care about such a name or something. It's rare to meet a child who has a good eye, so I came to take a look. The old monk Bodhi has passed away, which is really a big regret in life, I originally wanted to talk to him about the scriptures, but I missed the opportunity in a blink of an eye. ”

The old man stroked Su Hetu's head with his hand and said with a smile, his eyes full of memories and remorse.

"Then do you mean not to let Xiaohetu go back with us?"

It was good to hand over Su Hetu to a stranger, although there was a small favor of drinking money before, Murong Tiankui still didn't feel at ease to hand over Su Hetu.

"Oh, so the kid's name is Hetu. The phoenix bird to the river is drawn out, a good name, a good name. The old body is really right, he is a good seedling. ”

Murong Tiankui's question was not answered positively, and he was anxious but not easy to say.

"Don't worry, I'm going back to China too, but it's not this plane but the next one, I just want to have a good chat with this little guy, maybe it's fate."

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