What to do? Anluo won't get pregnant, right?

Uncle and aunt, I'm sorry, but don't come to me at night, I'm really unintentional.

Along the way, Ming Tian was frightened because he didn't know what he had drunk in the room.

Soon, Ming Tian followed An Luo to the grave of his adoptive parents.

The sun was sprinkled and divided into countless pieces by the shadow of the leaves, and the big tree behind the Xiao Mansion was as thick as four people hugging each other.

Under this big tree, the two tombstones look particularly lonely and chatting against the backdrop of the mountains behind them.

After putting on a few sticks of incense, An Luo kowtowed three times to the tombstone quite sincerely.

The tombstone of bluestone was as small as a stone in front of Anluo's huge size, but it was these two small tombstones that made Anluo as well-behaved as a big bird that had been mutated by radiation.

Anyan, Anliu.

The name on the tombstone told the name of the couple who died in order to settle down.

An Luo faced these two tombstones, and there was endless guilt in his eyes.

Seeing this stupid big man rarely show such an expression, Ming Tian couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic.

In Sumen Town, Xiao Xinzhu once told Ming Tian about An Luo's past, and Ming Tian also knew very well the status of the adoptive parents in An Luo's mind.

It was because of these parents that An Luo changed his name from Fang Tianluo to An Luo, and it was because of this pair of parents that An Luo chose to go to the battlefield and find the path that belonged to the peerless king.

It is precisely because of these parents that Ming Tian can know An Luo, a brother who is worth drinking with for the rest of his life.

As a respect for them and for his brother, Ming Tian also stepped forward and kowtowed three times to the tombstone.

"Brother Mingtian, you say, why is there a war in this world?"

An Luo's voice sounded behind him, and there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Standing up, Ming Tian put the flower in front of the tombstone: "Why do you suddenly ask this." ”

An Luo's fists clenched slightly, looking at the tombstone of his adoptive parents, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"My parents, who died to protect me, were killed by war. I'm stupid, but I just can't understand why there is strife in the world. Why do people go to the expense of killing others? Do people have to plunder to live? Why, do you have to hurt someone? Why, you can't think a little about it for others. ”

From his tone, Ming Tian read an emotion.

Fed up.

Looking back, what Ming Tian saw was a look of boredom in An Luo's eyes.

During the Yongtai period, the people were not happy.

Now, even their homeland, the Di people, is threatened.

Anluo scene battle, its strength can be called the dragon and phoenix among the people.

However, it cannot be ignored that Anluo is also a person and has his own ideas.

Anluo is strong not because he wants to be strong, but because he is forced to become stronger by this world.

In fact, in his heart, he is quite disgusted with strife.

After coming into contact with Anluo until now, Ming Tian counted it carefully, and he could find that every time Anluo made a move, it was basically to protect something, and never to plunder anything.

"No one knows this question, but what you can't deny is that people are such a creature, some people are content, some people are not content, we feel that we are satisfied to be with our important people, but some people just want to get more, this is greed, one of human nature."

Ming Tian answered his question seriously, hoping to untie the knot in his heart.

Hearing this reply, An Luo's fist clenched even tighter.

"Greedy?" For a long time, An Luo lowered his head and couldn't speak for a long time.

Looking at his appearance, Ming Tian seemed to see the hell that An Luo experienced in his childhood.

A child, hiding in the grass, powerlessly watched his parents being dug up by the Qiang tribe to dig up the heavenly spirit cover.

"Those greedy people still want to threaten the Di tribe and threaten my homeland." An Luo said angrily, with anger in his tone.

Seeing him like this, Ming Tian suddenly became a little worried.

Because the figure of a woman appeared in my mind.

Yu Nizi... No, it should be called Pan Yu'er now, or Pan Yunu.

There are two sides to everything in the world.

It is true that you say that greed begets war, but contentment also begets war.

Anluo chose to reject Pan Yuer because of contentment, and Pan Yuer only wanted Anluo, but because she was not satisfied, she embarked on a road of no return.

Pang Chong, a human demon who has lived for 2,000 years, also brewed this inhumane era because of his greed.

So, is this era so chaotic caused by the contentment of An Luo and Pan Yuer, or is it caused by Pang Chong's greed?

No one can tell.

Greed corrupts people's hearts and brews wars, but in the same way, greed makes humanity progress.

Ming Tian didn't explain this to him, just patted him on the shoulder silently: "It doesn't matter whose fault it is, the important thing is that you have to understand the responsibility on your shoulders, I already know my responsibility, Anluo, if you think greed is wrong, make him your own responsibility and work it." ”

"Responsibility?"

Looking down at this weather-beaten palm, An Luo said contemplatively: "I just hope that this world... There will never be a child like me in my childhood. ”

"Yes."

Looking at An Luo's consciousness, Ming Tian sighed.

Although this wish is beautiful, it will never come true.

Ming Tian raised his head, but found a figure not far away.

Surveillance? No, not surveillance.

When I looked closely, on the other side of the wall, was my future father-in-law, Xiao Lan.

It turned out that Xiao Lan had been secretly watching An Luo.

At this moment, he looked at An Luo, with a heavy helplessness in his eyes, and then turned to leave.

Although he saw him, Ming Tian didn't go to keep him.

Although Xiao Lan is like his third father to An Luo, he has a superior-subordinate relationship with him after all.

Xiao Lan silently watched An Luo but did not come forward, presumably out of his father's silent concern for the child.

Because it's a superior-subordinate relationship, although there is no contradiction between each other, no, it should be said that the relationship is not bad, after all, they all took a bath together.

But Xiao Lan, as An Luo's superior, will never be able to talk to An Luo like a father.

Anluo, in fact, you have always had a father who cares about you silently, but you don't know it.

Seeing An Luo bowing his head and looking angry, Ming Tian couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

It seems that if there is a chance, it is necessary to find a way to make Anluo understand this.

…

Ming Tian didn't say anything to An Luo again, just left him alone by the grave and went back to the room first.

In any case, we still have to prepare carefully for the competition in eight days.

In other words, eight days later, Mingtian wanted to make bayberry wine steak, and this bayberry wine was the most important point.

Check it out, and if something goes wrong with the fermentation, it will be too late to make up for it.

Ming Tian thought, anyway, he had nothing to do, so he opened the cabinet to check.

However...

"How... How so? ”

Facing the things in the cabinet, Ming Tian was stunned.

The three jars of bayberry wine that were put in the cabinet yesterday are still inside.

However, the contents are gone!

Stolen bayberry wine?!

"Mingtian!!" Just then, a familiar voice came from the door.

Hearing the sound, he saw Zhaoyu rushing in in a hurry.

Zhaoyu? Didn't she go to spy on the Nine Spice Dragon?

I saw Zhaoyu rushing into the door and shouting eagerly, "Where is Qi's hometown?" Why didn't I see him? ”

Qi's hometown?

Ming Tian recalled: "I threw him into the donkey pen because I thought he was troublesome." ”

However, Zhaoyu's next words made Mingtian feel that something was wrong.

"No, I've looked for the donkey pen, but I can't find anyone else."

Can't find it?

Ming Tian walked to the door and looked at the donkey pen in the distance.

Sure enough, Qi's hometown, which was supposed to be chained to a donkey pen, actually disappeared.

What's going on?

When I tied up my hometown, I was especially afraid that he would escape and escape, and I tied a paratrooper knot, and it was impossible for those who couldn't untie it, let alone the old madman.

Wait, and my bayberry wine was stolen as well.

"Where is the Nine Spiced Dragon now?" Ming Tian hurriedly asked.

And Zhaoyu's reply was: "I obviously saw him go back to the room last night, but today he disappeared inexplicably." ”

A series of events made Ming Tian realize that something was wrong in this second.

"Oops! Zhaoyu, follow me to Yin Cicada's room to have a look! ”

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