The light from the eye pattern on the flesh membrane on the back of Zhen Xingjun's head was suppressing the woodness of the people in the tree, constantly suppressing the woodiness on his body, allowing his eyes to see.

Little by little, the faces of the people in the trees are detached from the trees, and the woodness on the tongues is gradually receding.

Swish.

Zhen Xingjun's eyes on the flesh membrane on the back of his head were closed, and he said, "Qin Hanzhen, you should be able to see your son now, right?"

She was very cautious, knowing that the man in the tree was extremely powerful, and in his heyday he was not inferior to herself, so she did not completely unlock the forbidden spell on his body, but was only able to let him see clearly.

However, the man in the tree closed his eyes and opened his mouth, but there was still no sound.

Qin Mu listened attentively, nodded again and again, and said after a while: "What he means is that Zhen Xingjun has guessed one thing wrong. ”

Zhen Xingjun tilted his head and sneered, "What did I guess wrong?"

The man in the tree opened his eyes, his eyes were still unable to see, and the skin on his face was rapidly wooden, but the roots of the sacred tree were shaking!

Qin Mu said with a calm face: "Xingjun guessed wrong, he doesn't want to see me fulfill the Tubo covenant, he is willing not to see me for the rest of his life. His purpose was originally to let Xingjun help him suppress the wood nature and restore part of the mobility of the physical body. ”

Zhen Xingjun sneered, and the flesh membrane behind his head vibrate: "Is this what Qin Hanzhen wants to say or what you want to say?" Feng Qing Xiao'er, you are inevitably too conceited, too self-conscious, and too self-righteous, right? Even if Qin Hanzhen recovers a trace of mobility, what can he do? His divine sword has been shattered, and with half of his body, he is not my opponent at all!"

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "This is what I want to say, and this is what he wants to say." Even gods, Buddhas, gods and demons can't control everything, and there are always some unwilling beings trying to jump out. He was not without the power to resist. Because ......"

"Because, I brought his sword!"

Behind Qin Mu, a bright sword light rose into the sky!

The Sanssouci Sword shattered the wooden scabbard, and suddenly fell into the divine tree, and a large wooden hand grew rapidly, and in an instant, the sword light filled the hall, and Qin Mu's eyes were full of snow, and he couldn't see anything else!

It was a sword technique that was close to the Tao, beyond his cognition, beyond his vision.

A sword, bursting out with earth-shattering power and light, the divine light was vast, the sword light and mercury poured into the ground, and sprinkled all over the sky, at this moment Qin Mu saw not a sword, but a person's joys and sorrows, a person's lifelong pursuit and no regrets!

Sword and Tao, one!

The sword diagram of the village chief, the Dao sword of the Dao Gate, also lost its color in the face of this mythical swordsmanship.

In the sword light, Zhen Xingjun's exclamation came, Qin Mu felt the monstrous divine might, and then the incomparably strong fire wave hit, and then there was boundless pressure, as if the vast and thick earth was pressed down!

He saw a huge orange-yellow star in the sword light, containing a vast power, as if it was about to crush everything, and Zhen Xingjun was standing in front of that huge star, majestic and monstrous.

Then his eyes ached sharply, and he quickly closed his eyes, and then he felt the monstrous divine power weaken violently, and then flew away, and then there was the sound of slamming the door.

"Qin Hanzhen, Qin Fengqing, I will come back to find your father and son!" Zhen Xingjun's strange and obscure voice became farther and farther away, and with a loud bang, the treasure ship shook violently, thinking that Zhen Xingjun had fled from this treasure ship.

Zheng.

A buzzing tremor sounded coming, Qin Mu quietly opened his eyes, the sword light that filled the heavens and the earth just now had disappeared, and the Sanssouci Sword was inserted in front of him, and the hilt of the sword was still trembling.

Under the sword was a piece of divine blood, emitting a divine light like a glow, which was very amazing.

Qin Mu turned around, and the faces of the people in the trees emerged from the trees, and the woodenness gradually receded, but he still closed his eyes tightly, unwilling to open them.

When you open your eyes and see him, you will trigger the covenant of Tubo, and Tubo will take his soul, and then Sanssouci will be exposed, and his relatives will be buried because of it.

Qin Mu was stunned, could it be that he would never be able to open his eyes to look at himself?

"Is my name Qin Fengqing?"

Qin Mu looked at the people in the tree and said in a low voice: "The village chief gave me a name, called Mu, Qin Mu, which means the cowherd baby surnamed Qin." ”

He leaned against the tree, next to the person in the tree, and whispered, "Since then, I have always been called Qin Mu. Only now did I know the name my parents gave me, Feng Qing...... It's a bit of a strange feeling. Are you my father?"

The man in the tree still closed his eyes tightly, but a branch grew on the tree, and the branch grew a young leaf, gently stroking Qin Mu's hair.

Qin Mu leaned quietly, and all kinds of feelings came up in his heart.

No one has ever touched him like this, the pharmacist won't, he doesn't like children, and when he cooks medicine, he always pushes the young Qin Mu into the medicine jar, or throws it in with his legs.

The blind man will not, even if Qin Mushi shows the best cane technique, the blind man still nods with a bamboo cane, showing a look of approval, but he is not spoiled.

Granny Si has never taken a child, she washes diapers and changes diapers every day, Qin Mu helps her do her work after she grows up and cuts clothes, and Granny Si often praises her a sentence or two.

The most serious Ma Ye has never boasted, and when he saw that Qin Mu always thought of his dead children, his face was very heavy, so he almost never showed a smile.

The deaf man thinks he is more annoying, all kinds of annoyance, he will always drive Qin Mu out when he paints, even when he teaches Qin Mu to read, write, and draw, he also has more time to play the hand board and less time to praise.

The dumb man is always bad, and all kinds of tricks on him make fun of it.

The cripple often takes him to steal or steal from him, and the cripple is very childlike and regards him as a partner.

As for the village chief, the village chief has no hands or feet, and he is also a gloomy old man, although he often laughs, he always seems to be preoccupied.

No one had ever touched his head like this, not even a cold twig leaf.

It's a feeling you've never felt before.

Qin Mu raised his head sideways, obliquely looked at the sky, and let the tears in his eyes try not to cover his vision, he always wanted to be like an adult in the past, and the adults in the village were his role models, learning from their behavior and how they behaved. However, at this moment he felt that he was still a child, accustomed to snuggling up to his parents.

The sacred tree he nestled on was very hard, and the body of the tree behind him was a little awkward, but his heart was peaceful, unprecedentedly peaceful, as if he had returned to the harbor of home.

The old man in the painting ran out of nowhere, looked around, then slipped under the tree, looked up, and wondered why it was so quiet.

"You're good......"

A hoarse voice came from the sacred tree, like a wooden man speaking, every word was said with great difficulty, and he couldn't hear the slightest emotion in it, but Qin Mu's body shook slightly.

"You're good. ”

The voice of the man in the tree came, and it seemed that he could only say this one sentence, and he should not have praised the child, and could not think of anything more.

The reason why he said this was because Qin Mu understood his intentions.

Qin Mushi said that father and son had the same mind and could understand his words, but he couldn't speak at that time, how could he speak?

Qin Mu guessed his idea and lured Zhen Xingjun to take the initiative to suppress part of the wood nature of the people in the tree, so that he could exert his mana.

Then Qin Mu leaned back to the man in the tree, giving him the opportunity to take the sword, and at the same time using words to disturb the mind of the Xingjun to create an opportunity for him to make a hand.

Qin Mu smiled and said in a low voice: "We are father and son, although we have never seen each other before, there are always some similarities. I've also made a covenant with someone else, and I know what's going on in it. ”

The man in the tree snorted.

Qin Mu leaned here, enjoying a rare tranquility. After a long time, a flower bloomed on the branch and a fruit came out, and the fruit fell off and fell into his hand, and the fragrance was fragrant. Probably parents are like this, always worried that their children will not have enough food and clothing.

Qin Mu held the fruit and suddenly said, "Where did my mother go, is she still alive?"

"I'll go look for her. ”

The man in the tree said in an obscure voice: "She took you and the people to the hidden capital. ”

Qin Mu was stunned, but Granny Si found him by the Yongjiang River outside the old village of Daxu, not in Youdu.

So how did Qin Mu end up in the ruins?

What happened in the meantime?

"How do you return to Sanssouci Township?" Qin Mu continued to ask.

The man in the tree did not answer, closed his eyes and said astringently: "The painter will take you to the study, which contains the things I left for you." You go, we won't see each other. "Every word he said was very difficult, and every word was like a knife cutting his throat.

Qin Mu's heart tightened, and his heart shrank together.

Father and son don't see each other?

In the painting, the old man beckons to him and motions for him to draw his Sanssouci sword.

Qin Mu settled down, stepped forward and pulled up the worry-free sword inserted in the ground, and the old man in the painting beckoned to him again, signaling him to follow him.

Qin Mu turned his head, but the eyes of the people in the tree were still closed, and he didn't open his eyes. He looked at the old man in the painting, and the old man should be able to contact the person in the tree, but he didn't know how to get in touch, maybe it was the person in the tree who gave the old man life.

"Can't father and son see each other?" Qin Mu asked loudly.

The eyes of the man in the tree were closed, and he seemed to be a little desperate: "No." ”

"I'll get you out!"

Qin Mu turned around, followed the old man in the painting, and said loudly: "Isn't it Tubo?

The sacred tree remained motionless, and the people in the tree slowly opened their eyes, and tears fell from their eyes.

He heard Qin Mu's footsteps coming from outside the room, and the young man whispered to the old man in the painting: "Old painter, after I leave, take care of him for me." ”

In the study of the treasure ship, the old painter swam around and came to the bookshelf, and the books on the bookshelf had been swept away and all taken away.

"Pangong Tso, didn't you come to my house to rob?" Qin Mu was furious.

Suddenly, the painter burrowed into a painting and beckoned at him from there. Qin Mu hesitated, walked towards the painting, and then something wonderful happened, he found that he had actually walked into the painting and became the person in the painting!

In the painting, a man in white stands there, quietly waiting, as if waiting for his arrival.

———— second update today.

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