[Make up the first shift on the 6th, there was a little urgent matter at home two days ago, but everyone can rest assured, the two shifts every day will not be less, and the sixth watch will be made up today]

Before Ning Mo could speak, several people suddenly heard a very slight noise outside the Shiju Gate.

Tang Xiaotang's face sank: "Could it be that the group of guys in the Chengwei Mansion who don't do good things all day long and specialize in bullying good people are not convinced and come back?" ”

Tang Zheng shook his head and signaled not to be nervous: "Listen to the footsteps, like a child." ”

"Kid?" Everyone was a little surprised, and they followed Tang Zheng out of the stone residence, and sure enough, they saw a thin boy who was really squatting in the corner and tinkering with something.

"Children, this is someone else's place, don't mess around." Xiao Tang looked at the little boy with his back to a few people, and seemed to be playing with something like a fire fold, lighting a fire.

Tang Zheng saw what the little boy ignited, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't speak.

The little boy suddenly heard someone talking behind him, jumped up in fright, turned his head, and replied a little timidly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'll burn this little paper money and leave." ”

The little boy turned around, and everyone found that he was very delicate, with big eyes and a high nose, and blue eyes, and he didn't look like a native child of the Changyuan Leng family, but like a child in the Western Regions.

Tang Xiaotang looked at the little boy, thinking that he was playing a prank, and deliberately said with a straight face: "Burning paper money in front of other people's houses is a very impolite and taboo thing, don't do it in the future, hurry up and go home to play." ”

The little boy looked at the people in front of him, and seemed a little scared, but thought about it. Still shook his head and insisted: "My mother told me to come and burn some paper money for my father in these days every year." She said that this is the place where my father died, and I must burn it before leaving. ”

Hear the words of the little boy. Ning Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was excited again after he had just calmed down, he barely suppressed his mood, slowly walked to the little boy and squatted down, and said softly: "Little friend, what is your name, how old are you this year, and who is your mother?" ”

The little boy saw Ning Mo. The frightened look on his face suddenly eased a lot: "My name is Ling Jianing, I am nine years old this year, and my mother is Ning Ran." ”

After Ning Mo heard this series of answers, an elite veteran who was accustomed to life and death and a dignified spy battalion actually burst into tears on the spot.

"Uncle, why are you in tears? My mother said that boys, you can't shed tears lightly. Hold back your tears, run forward, and everything will pass. So, every time I'm sad. I would go for a run, and the year my mother died, I ran all night. I was so tired that I couldn't run before I stopped. Really useful though, run to the end. I can still see my mother running in front of me, running as I go. He smiled back at me. Ling Jianing stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears on Ning Mo's face, and comforted.

Ning Mo was originally brewing a love affair, and wanted to ask Ling Jianing if his sister Ning Ran was still alive, but before he could ask, he had already gotten an answer from Ling Jianing's mouth.

Ning Mo lowered his head, and after a long time he raised it, touched Ling Jianing's head and continued to ask, "That...... Did your mother mention to you a man named Ning Mo? ”

Ling Jianing nodded, and said in surprise: "How do you know, do you know my uncle, my mother often mentions it to me, saying that my uncle is a big hero, but it's just ...... Every time I listen to my mother's story about my uncle, I always feel a little sad. ”

When Ning Mo heard this, he couldn't help but hold Ling Jianing in his arms, and choked up: "I am Ning Mo, I am your uncle, my uncle has come back to see you!" ”

When Ling Jianing heard this, he said in disbelief: "You are my uncle?!" Great, Xiao Ning finally has relatives again, and he is no longer alone! ”

Hearing Ling Jianing's words, everyone's eyes couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Ning Mo burst into tears again, the right way is that the man doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

It's just that Ning Mo's tears now are half sad and half excited. Sadly, his sister died young, his nephew was lonely, and he was thrilled that God finally gave him a glimmer of hope to reunite the two remaining relatives.

"That's right, you're no longer alone, and your uncle will always be with you!" Ning Mo hugged Ling Jianing tightly in his arms and said.

Everyone looked at Ling Jianing's small arm that was exposed when he was hugged by Ning Mo, with some shallow scales on it, and it was really a descendant of the Dace clan, while sighing for Ning Mo's family, they couldn't help but admire Tang Zheng's reasoning.

Except that he confused Ning Mo with the name of Cold War's sister, he was all right by him.

"Okay, since the relatives are reunited, let's all go back, Ning Mo, you can take Ling Jianing to live in my house in the future, anyway, my house is big, and there is a place! Moreover, Daji is also a half-demon, so he should be able to get along well with the little guy. ”

"As for this child's future schooling, it is estimated that he will have to study at home, after all, he has a special identity, and it is not suitable to go directly to the martial arts hall where he cultivates martial arts like other children, or to learn culture in a private school of Mengxue. However, I am the master myself, and Qingyan and Ning Mo are both cultural people, so this should not be a problem. Tang Zheng waved his hand and arranged directly.

Ning Mo had already made up his mind that he must raise Ling Jianing well for his sister, but he was now Tang Zheng's domestic slave, and he couldn't make his own decisions about many things, so he was still thinking about how to beg Tang Zheng to promise to take Ling Jianing with him, but he didn't expect Tang Zheng to think about it for him directly.

Moved in his heart, Ning Mo knelt down directly: "The lord is gracious, please accept Ning Mo's worship." ”

Ling Jianing, who was on the side, looked at Ning Mo's reaction, and also knelt down in a daze.

Tang Zheng hurriedly pulled the two of them up, and said with a smile: "Lord or something, did you call me a little too old, how is the princess, eh...... It doesn't seem to be appropriate, forget it, in the future, you will still call me Tang Shao, or Tang Gongzi or something, well, it's a pity that I'm not the third in line at home. ”

So a group of several people returned to the world's famous house from Shiju, and no one expected that the mystery case that Ning Mo had been entangled in for ten years would be such an ending.

Daji and Tianxiang, when they saw Xiao Ning, they really liked this well-behaved and sensible little Zhengtai with the unique charm of mixed race, and took him directly to arrange a new room and residence.

Ning Mo looked at his nephew who had just reunited, he got along very well with the two beauties, and his face also showed a long-lost smile, and he was even more grateful to Tang Zheng in his heart.

Tang Zheng looked at Ning Mo and Xu Qingyan standing beside him, standing beside him, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, both of them are talents, one is talented, good at pursuit, and has seen people, the other is from the military, good at planning, and good at using bows and crossbows, these two people cooperate with themselves, it is simply an assassin's iron triangle, who wants to die in three watches, and never leave five watches!

"Ning Mo, if you were to take over Kageyama's assassination mission, would you be willing?" Tang Zheng looked at Ning Mo and suddenly asked.

The name Shadow Mountain, like a shadow, has been lingering in Ning Mo's heart for ten years, and when he heard it, he paused it slightly, but soon, he replied: "No matter what Tang Shao commands, Ning will never give up." ”

(To be continued......) R1292