Hearing the name of Jin Cuo Dao to himself, the ghost frowned viciously: "I have already said it, I am not a golden partridge, I am a ghost sorrow!" How many times do you want me to say ......?"

"Look at him," Jin Cuodao didn't seem to hear what he said at all, but just looked at the woman on the bed, "you get up and look at him." Haven't you always wanted to see him all these years? Now that I've helped you find him, why don't you open your eyes? ”

It's the first time I've seen Jin Cuodao, who has always been full of spirit and confidence, show such a state, and the ghost couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and paid attention to the woman on the bed a few more times.

There was nothing special about it at such a glance, but he looked at it again, and suddenly, he found that this woman was not a stranger to him, and it could even be said that it was somewhat familiar.

But such a face was too old, and his eyebrows and eyes could be vaguely recognized, but the memories of the past were buried too deep by him, so it took him a long time to gradually recall them. Who is this woman lying in bed? It's a little unbelievable that this woman is his mother, who has been separated for some years.

Onimi has mixed feelings for his mother, because in his most painful years, his mother did not show up and protect him.

But compared with his crazy and indifferent father, this mother called him greedy like this, and made it difficult for him to forget his mother's warmth.

"She'......" Ghost looked at the woman on the bed and moved his lips.

Jin Cuodao finally gave him a look: "Don't you remember?" This is your mother. If you don't remember, you should die now. Anyone can forget her, but you can't. ”

Ghost Chou was only suspicious of her identity, and he was still holding a bit of luck.

But when it was really confirmed, the ghost was worried and panicked again. Is this really his mother? But why is it so old? Even mothers should be a little younger, not like this......

He looked at the woman on the bed and shook his head: "No...... Impossible, how could it be my mother? Isn't she supposed to be dead a long time ago? ”

"She's naturally going to be alive, she's still breathing." Jin Wrong Dao gave him a cold look.

"You brought me here so that I could see her?" The ghost was stunned for a moment, and looked at the golden knife.

Jin Cuodao shook his head: "I'm not asking you to see her, but I just want her to see you." I don't have any special feelings for you, but for her, I haven't been able to let go. ”

The ghost was stunned and surprised: "You...... Do you like my mother? ”

He shook his head as if he remembered something: "But it can't be...... I can't be your ...... and my mother."

He also thought about the fact that he might be the son of Jin Wrong Knife. Such a truth might drive him crazy, and he didn't want to believe it.

Jin Cuodao saw his thoughts, and sneered: "It's my son and not my son, you seem to mind?" Even if you are not my son, you are not a man who has ever had a father's love. I and the failed king, whoever became your father, you are just as pitiful. ”

Indeed, what Kim said makes a lot of sense. Onimi frowned and didn't speak.

Jin Cuodao looked at the woman on the bed and said, "But you are not mistaken, I do like your mother." I like it very much, and many times, I prefer to call my feelings for her love. ”

After a pause, Jin Cuodao said, "I can be reused anywhere, but I don't have any special pursuit of fame. And your father was not a wise man, but he was a lucky man. He had a wife like that, and it was never his prestige that drew me to work for him, but simply because of his wife. ”

"You and my mother...... "Onimi took a deep breath, "what is the relationship?" ”

Jin Cuodao glanced at him, just a glance, and then turned his gaze to the woman on the bed again: "Yes, what is the relationship between me and your mother?" ”

The ghost frowned and didn't speak.

Jin Cuo Dao stretched out his hand, gently stroked the woman's cheek, and said, "She and I have known each other since the two of us were very young. She is a native of the Central Plains, and she was originally the daughter of a scholarly family. Because of the decline of the family and the famine in his hometown, he had to move his family. On the way, the family met the Khitans, the men were killed, the women were robbed, she was only ten years old at the time, and she was also taken away. ”

"Ten years old......" Oni looked at the woman on the bed in disbelief.

"Yes, ten years old," Jin Wrong Dao's gaze revealed a bit of sadness, "Ten years old should have been the age of youth, she was kidnapped by the Khitans and worked as a laundry girl in a noble family. ”

Attracted by the story he was telling, Ghost was asked, "What happened later?" Later, when she grew up, how did she meet that man? ”

Jin Cuodao said: "She has grown to fifteen years old, and she is still very young. The lord of the aristocratic family saw her one day and liked it very much, so he wanted to marry her as a concubine. Changfang naturally refused, deliberately punished her, and tried his best to marry her to others. It was at that time that your father came to your house and took a fancy to your mother. ”

He sneered and said, "At first, he did like your mother, but then he gradually changed and began to beat your mother, your mother is weak, how can she endure such an injury?" Her body is getting worse day by day. And when I saw her, she always smiled, as if nothing had happened, as if she was doing well with your father. Until the war broke out, you fled alone, and your mother was pushed down by your father and became what she is now. ”

From being abused to being pushed down later, all this can be said to be a coincidence, and perhaps it is also the fate that the ghostly mother is destined to have.

And the ghost saw that he lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Because in his memory, in his confession to Lu Siguan, and to anyone else, he fled with his mother, who fell ill and died on the way. The subconscious told him that he had saved his mother, and that he had protected his mother, and that he had not cowardly fled alone, ignoring his mother.

Now that he heard Jin Cuodao talk about the real past, he didn't believe it.

"I know you've changed your own memories yourself," Kim looked at him, "to escape self-blame." ”

"I was also very young at that time, and I couldn't save her." The ghost's eyes turned red.

Jin Cuodao sneered: "Yes, you can't help it." Even I can't help it. It was so confusing that I couldn't find where she was. ”

Ghost looked at his mother on the bed: "So where did you find her?" According to what you said, wasn't she pushed off the platform? Why is she still alive? ”

"I used a medicine to save her body, and the doctor told me that if she could meet the things she loved and cherished the most, she would wake up again." Jin Cuo Dao showed a happy smile.

"That's why you came to arrest me." Finally, the ghost suddenly realized.

Jin Cuo Dao has the ultimate love for his mother, and what he wants to do is to resurrect this woman, and he is willing to give everything for this woman's awakening.

Therefore, he took advantage of the arrangement of the Khitans and took her and a few of his puppet disciples to the capital of Great Wei.

In his opinion, a mother's most precious and most important thing must be her own son, so he has to go to great lengths to catch the ghost and see the sorrow. For so many years, he has been looking for the ghostly figure, but he has found nothing. Only now, he has found a wonderful opportunity, and he has succeeded in bringing the ghost sorrow to her.

Now, it's time for her to wake up.

"But she's not going to wake up." The ghost knelt in front of the bed, his expression full of sorrow.

Jin Cuo Dao glared at him viciously: "What nonsense are you talking about?" How could a mother not like her son? She didn't react to me, which means that she blames me for not saving her...... But that's why she begged me to train you, and asked me to train you to be a real killer, so she ......"

That's why he is so harsh on ghosts. It's all just for his love.

Oni snorted and held back tears: "I'm not the person she loves the most, she's ...... She wouldn't be proud to have a son like me. I hated her all the time, and I didn't even try to save her. There's no way she's going to wake up just because she's seeing me. ”

Jin Cuodao was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "Impossible, I brought you over, she will definitely wake up." ”

As he spoke, he stood up, grabbed Ghost Sorrow's arm, and pressed his face against the bed: "Look, Xingqi, who do you think this is?" It's your own son, the person you've always been very distressed about, I brought him here, take a look, it's time for you to wake up, right? ”

Xingqi is her name, and it is also the name that Jin Wrong Dao has been chanting all her life.

At the beginning, he went to study art, separated from her, and agreed with her that he would come back to marry her, respect her like a guest, and be a husband and wife for life.

But when he returned from his studies, his hometown was deserted, and she was gone. It took him many years to find her, it took him a lot of time to accompany her, and it took him a lot of time to wake her up.

Now, he waited eagerly for her to open her eyes and call his name again.

Jin Cuodao's eyes were red, and he looked at the woman on the bed tightly: "Please...... Please open your eyes......"