In the twelfth year of Emperor Guangtong, spring.

Small bridges, flowing water, people.

Half-lying on the outside of the curse wall, Wang Siqian rubbed his hands desperately, blowing while whirring.

"It's hurting me, Nameless, do you know how much pain I caused myself to let you out!"

Ten years have passed, and now Wang Siqian is a nineteen-year-old young man, and although he is still young and young, he has already appeared with the majesty and self-confidence that a future leader should have. It's just that, at his age, these things are still only in the stage of "potential" after all, and the things that constitute the main elements of his personality at the moment are still mainly "happy", and they are not yet "mature" enough.

"What the hell is called, are you a man!"

Dropping a short and powerful rebuke, Wang Siqian almost couldn't breathe, Li Lun sighed loudly, stretched his waist, and sat up from the ground.

At the age of nineteen, she already has a mature body and a bright face at this moment, which can make some young men blush-faced at her, only eat and smile, and also make some old bachelors who have no one to warm her house look at her from a distance and sigh. However, on some levels, on some spiritual levels, she is still no different from the impulsive and curious little girl ten years ago.

"Thank you, Brother Qian. But don't push yourself too hard, I'm used to it anyway."

Still speaking calmly and emotionlessly, Nameless at this time was more than seven feet tall, slightly thin, and the mask that had seemed so "huge" also seemed much more harmonious with his face. But, as in those days, no matter what he said or did, it seemed to be without any emotion, just "accomplishing" something.

"Alas, I said, Xiao Wu's temper is really good, if I am locked up like this for even three days, I will definitely greet all the eighteen generations of his ancestors."

Speaking a rough language that should never come from the mouth of a "lady", Li Lun happily jumped on one foot twice on the spot, regardless of Wang Siqian's distorted face with an obvious attitude, and said: "Xiaoqian, I said you, don't everyone say that you are a 'genius of the Wang family's thousand families' and something like the 'Four Great Princes', a rotten curse wall can't be done for ten years, and those sycophants won't all be hired by your father, right?" “

"What nonsense are you!"

Standing in a fit of rage, Wang Siqian pointed out, "Have you forgotten what kind of spell this is?" Rotten Curse Wall? Let me tell you, even if a figure at the level of the Four Spirits Heavenly Master on Dragon and Tiger Mountain comes, don't think about breaking it. “

"This thing can be called the 'Sighing Ghost Curse'!"

Li Lun rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, the little girl is so scared." Suddenly, he clasped his hands on his shoulders, curled up and screamed, "Hell!! The voice was sharp, which frightened many forest birds, and he grinned again: "I'm afraid of ghosts, what is there to be afraid of ghost spells?" Suddenly remembering something, he turned around and asked, "Hey, Xiao Wu, have you been here for many years, are there any ghosts in it?" “

"What I told you, when will you remember it!"

After roaring with "anger" and "despair", Wang Siqian still didn't have any choice, smiled wryly and sighed, looking at the young woman who didn't seem to even feel at all, and was still laughing freely.

At the same time, he also felt another gaze, one with compassion and understanding.

(Alas...) ）

After ten years of hard work, Wang Siqian has already figured out what the nameless spell is: as he judged back then, it is one of the highest mastery of the Langya royal family, "Langya Forgetting Love Trick".

The so-called forgetfulness of the trick, is the Langya royal family for thousands of years has always been proud of the important capital of the world, it is rumored that "repair to the extreme, can study the heaven and earth" of this way of the magic skill, divided into "heaven and earth, people, ghosts, gods, yin and yang, sun, moon, star, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder and lightning" nineteen tips, all-encompassing, only the masters of the royal family in the past dynasties can do their best, thousands of years do not know how many heroes and tyrants have been defeated, how many Binghuang history has been written.

The reason for this is that it is a forbidden spell that can only be used once in a lifetime, and it is a spell that cannot be "remedied".

It is necessary to have at least the eighth level of intermediate mana or above to be applied, and at the same time, it must have extremely precise control and profound cultivation, this spell can create an "effect" beyond the ability of the practitioner himself, not only to provide a defense that cannot be destroyed by any method, but also to provide a kind of "energy" for the life that is enclosed in it, so that it can continue to survive and grow slowly without drinking water, but, for this reason, in addition to permanently losing a part of his body, he will never be able to remedy it.

Because, just like the name of this spell, it is easy to invite ghosts and send ghosts, and once the ghost spell is completed, no matter how difficult it is to destroy, it is the magician himself, and from the moment the spell is completed, he will forever lose the ability to control it. In other words, it's a spell that doesn't allow people to "regret."

… Therefore, this spell, also known as the "sighing spell", in the history of the Wang family, there has been a master of the family who was forced by the situation to use it desperately to protect his lover, although he tried hard afterwards, he could not do anything, only through this invisible curse wall to look at the lover who had sworn to each other, and suffered for life. The name "sigh" is derived from it.

Although the defense of the ghost spell is not perfect, looking at today, Wang Zhonggu can already be called one of the "strongest" sorcerers, only three or four people in Liao Liao can compete with him, and who can easily resolve the "sealing spell" beyond his ability?

"But, I really can't figure out what you did to make Daddy do this to you."

According to nameless recollections, since he can remember, he has always lived alone in this closed space, and it has been more than ten years, in the past ten years, except for Wang Siqian and Li Lun, he has never seen a third person.

For many years, Nameless should have been just a toddler like Wang Siqian, but at that time, what did he have to make Wang Zhonggu use a forbidden spell that can only be used once in his life to imprison him? If he really had a reason that Wang Zhonggu couldn't tolerate, then why didn't he just end his life?

Wang Siqian couldn't help but ask Wang Zhonggu directly when he couldn't find an answer to such a question, but although it didn't prevent him from communicating with Nameless, nor did he hinder his research on the trick of ghost summoning, whenever he asked about Nameless, Wang Zhonggu's mood would still become very bad, either expel him directly, or change to another topic with an expressionless face.

(Alas, Daddy...) ）

"But if there is no third person, why do you speak, know so many things, and even read more books than I do?"

Angrily talking about the topic he cared about the most, Li Lun intervened in the communication between the two, and his face was very ugly.

In the past ten years, both of them have discovered that although they have always been alone, they can master very standard official language and have quite profound knowledge for his age, and the breadth of knowledge is not inferior to Wang Siqian, who has received an education comparable to that of the world's first Confucian sect "Quzou Qiu Family" since he was a child, and in some places the depth is even above him, as for Li Lun, he can't be compared to the dust at all, whenever the two of them have a really in-depth exchange, she can only listen to one side blankly.

Hearing this question, Nameless and Wang Siqian glanced at each other, and they both showed a wry smile, because, just like Fang Cai, Li Lun has also received an answer to this question more than once. However, it was completely different from Wang Siqian's impatience, Nameless just let out a slight and friendly laugh, and began to patiently explain to Li Lun again.

"That's because someone is teaching me."

When Nameless's "memories" were still only fragments, he remembered a gentle white-robed scribe who appeared in each of his dreams, patiently and concisely narrated them to him one by one, taught him his texts, corrected his books, and guided his thoughts, so that he could obtain this excellent knowledge that could stand in any school palace and also taught him some methods of exercising his body.

In the dream, the scribe was as kind and warm as a father and brother, patiently guiding Nameless in every subtle growth, but he would never let Nameless look at his face and see what he really looked like.

"Huh, help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, since I want to help you, why don't I want to let you out, it's really..."

"Not like that, Len."

"Others have nothing to do with me, willing to help is kindness, and sleeves are also favors, didn't you say that receiving the grace of people should also be reciprocated, so what I should think about is whether I will have the opportunity to repay his help."

Smiling behind the mask, Nameless said lightly, like a coiled old pine that has been planted in the sea of clouds on the cliff for thousands of years, has long been accustomed to seeing the state of human feelings, the ups and downs of the rise and fall, and comments on everything without moving.

"So, Brother Qian, you can rest assured, I don't have any hatred for Ling Zun."

"Everyone has a destiny, or my destiny is like this, or I should be quiet here to the end, maybe it would be good."

"There are many people in this world who never lived to my age, and they never enjoyed such a beautiful place as I did before they died."

"So, I'm satisfied."

"Thank you Brother Qian, for your efforts, and thank you for always being here with me, these have already made me very satisfied, so please Brother Qian, you don't have to be too reluctant, don't hurt yourself for this."

"I'm satisfied, really."

"Nameless, you..."

Slightly moved by the narration that seemed to see through and look down on everything, Wang Siqian didn't know what to say for a while. If it weren't for the fact that there was a special contact signal from the top of the Wang family in the distance, which allowed him to have an excuse to change the subject, the atmosphere would inevitably be a little awkward.

"Hey, it looks like Daddy is looking for me." After listening carefully, Wang Siqian smiled and said, "I have to go, nameless, I'll come to you tomorrow and sleep better at night." After that, he looked at Li Lun, but his face was a little sad and a little apologetic.

Li Lun didn't wait for him to speak, he had already waved his hand and smiled: "Don't bother you, I'm used to it." Seeing that Wang Siqian was still a little reluctant, he scolded with a smile: "How can the big man's mother-in-law and mother-in-law, get out." When Wang Siqian left, Fang sighed lowly, as if someone had taken something out of his body, he softened suddenly, and he didn't have the sassy appearance just now, and his expression became a little sad.

"Xiao Lun."

Without waiting for Nameless to speak, Li Lun had already waved his hand decisively and said, "Xiao Wu, don't say anything." “

"Don't worry, although I don't think as much as you do, I can still accept my fate."

As she spoke, Li Lun got up from the ground and slowly walked to a hut in the distance, although her tone was hard, her steps were still a little staggering. Only the nameless concerned gaze hidden behind the ghost face behind him was left, and a sigh that was eliminated in his throat and did not come out.

… Ten years ago, Li Lun hijacked Wang Siqian to break into the forbidden land, and saw no name, and the price was that she could never leave this place again. In the hut built by Wang Siqian herself, she has spent ten years, the first three years with her mother, and then she has always spent every long night alone.

Although he couldn't see it, Wang Siqian could imagine everything after he left, the kind of "powerlessness" to the nameless and the "sense of apology" to Li Lun were like two poisonous snakes, biting his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable, and his attitude became unhappy, until he saw his father, the one hundred and ninety-eighth generation head of the "Langya Wang Family", the "Xiaoshui King" Wang Zhonggu, his face was still a little dissatisfied, and it was subtly revealed.

Wang Zhonggu didn't seem to notice it at all. He was half-squatting at the water's edge, one hand in the water and stirring slowly, and he didn't look back at Wang Siqian at all.

Here, is a lotus pond covering an area of more than ten acres, when it is Meng Chun, the lotus flowers are still not broken, only many such as umbrella green cover shake on the water surface, continue to spread to the depth of the pond heart, the wind drifts through, blows the lotus leaves to spread lightly, shakes out half a pond of green waves, very good-looking.

There is a splash in the middle of the pond, the red back jumps, Wang Siqian knows, that is Wang Zhonggu's favorite "brocade red" in the leisurely jumping water, which is obtained by the combination of seven kinds of precious carp for more than three generations, each worth of twenty taels of silver, in the pond is put with more than a hundred tails, under the whole world, except for the imperial garden of the imperial capital of the capital, there is no second place to see these many "brocade red" gathered together.

is not only the factor of "money", but also deeply loved by today, and even personally ordered to be "brocade red", which is not something that a rich man dares to raise without permission.

However, Wang Zhonggu can, as the head of one of the six great families in the world, as one of the only three "kings with different surnames" in the world, he dared to laugh and personally take a few big fish he fancied in the imperial garden, and afterwards, Emperor Guangtong just laughed and gave the fish his favorite bait and a fish waiter into his mansion.

Xiaoshui Wang Wang Zhonggu, the head of the Langya royal family, he has such a status: although there are more than 100 families today, although they have entered the three dukes, and each has his own person who is in charge of the military and political power, but in various canons, when the head of the "Langya Wang family" appears, he will only be ranked after the "Quzouqiu family" and "Donghai Ao family", and he can be undisputed above the "Fengxiang Zhu family", "Jinyuan Li family", "Qili Ji family" and other families that control the three dukes.

"Dad, are you looking for me?"

Speaking of "obedience" and "respect", Wang Siqian's attitude can still be said to be impeccable on the surface, and he has been strictly trained since childhood, even if he is dissatisfied, he will not be like most young people in his speech.

"Hmm."

Put his other hand into the water, slowly rubbed it a few times, Wang Zhonggu stood up straight, shook off the water droplets on his hand, still didn't turn back, looked at the middle of the lotus pond, and said lightly: "Just from that girl?" “

Wang Siqian bowed and said, "Yes." “

Wang Zhonggu put his hands together, brought them to his mouth, blew a few mouthfuls, dried the moisture, and said, "Are you not satisfied?" “

Wang Siqian's face was as usual, and he bowed down and said, "Exactly." “

Wang Zhonggu smiled and said, "Very good." “

"The future lord of Langya should be able to distinguish when he should and when he should not disguise himself."

And he said, "Sue me for your thoughts." “

Wang Siqian said in a low voice: "I want to try the magic trick." “

Wang Zhonggu smiled and said, "Oh? What was considered 'useless' by our ancestors? “

"Interesting ideas, you can try them."

"But, remember, son, you only have one year left..."

Wang Siqian's body shook slightly, and said, "I don't know." “

Wang Zhong looked at the sky with his hands alone, and said lightly: "When I used the 'Ghost Summoning Technique', I only left twenty years of 'vitality' in it. “

"Before March 8 next year, if you can't break the curse of the Ghost Summon, you can watch him die..."

Suddenly, he said: "But Li Lun still can't be free, she has seen these things, unless she dies, she will always live a life of solitary confinement." “

"Why!?"

Feeling that he was being teased like a child, Wang Siqian couldn't bear it anymore, and finally got angry!

"Dad, what the hell did Nameless do? What did Li Lun get wrong again? Why do you do this to them? Why do you have to be confined to death?! “

"Don't you understand that unless you kill Xiao Lun before passing on the throne, otherwise, the day I take over the head of the family will be the time when she will regain her freedom?!"

Under the anger, Wang Siqian's face turned red, although he still guarded the ritual of father and son and did not move lightly, but the louder he roared, but the more he spoke, the louder he roared, but the water in the pool a few steps away also rippled in the shock.

"Why?"

Sneering, Wang Zhonggu said, "You want me for a reason? “

"When you yourself said that you would ignore my opinion and do what you want after you took over the head of the house, you still came to me and asked me for 'reasons'?"

"The head of the family is still me, this reason, son, are you satisfied?"

The cold and ruthless sneer calmed Wang Siqian's emotions, and he looked at Wang Zhonggu like a stranger, his face gradually calmed down, and he sighed softly.

"It's like that every time, Dad."

"Would you rather be rude or forceful to suppress me than let me know what your reason is?"

"For... What? …“

Suddenly turning to speak calmly, as if he had never lost his temper before, the sharp turn of the moment, while surprising Wang Zhonggu, made him begin to notice a "truth".

(I see, is that so?) ）

(From the very beginning, Si Qian didn't really have a "thrill", it was just a "mask", a "mask" that hoped to "stimulate" me and thus say something more.) ）

(Good son, less than twenty years old, can already manipulate his "emotions" with such precision?) You really deserve to be the most outstanding successor of the Wang family in the past thousand years, and in your hands, the Wang family must also be developed to be stronger and safer, right? ）

(Therefore, my son, you can't "know" those things, those dark things, those things, let the father inherit them for you...) ）

His eyes flickered, and Wang Zhonggu made up his mind, a determination that he had failed to implement nineteen years ago because of Wang Siqian's existence.

(Misunderstand and hate me, son, but, handing over a "clean" Wang family and a "clean" life to you together is a responsibility that my father has to do...) ）

Sighing slowly, Wang Zhonggu slowly turned around, his eyes were bright, and if there was a real thing, he stared at Wang Siqian.

"Son, such a windy day, so harmonious in the world, I heard that you have been stable above the industry, are you willing to accompany your father to walk a few hands and have a play?"