Ning He suddenly glanced at the old man.

"Why did Xiao Ying follow Xiao Bing, saying that it was a simple chance encounter, I don't believe it. ”

The old man glanced at Ning He, his expression was a little appreciative and a little playful. Xiao Ying is a strange being, he is a phantom phoenix, the most magical creature. Anyone with a little brain will know that this kind of creature is not something that man can understand, just as man does not know the joy of a bird.

A fool doesn't care about human affection, a fool doesn't care about beauty, a fool doesn't care about power, there are almost no people in this world who can restrain him, so he is unrestrained, but he stayed in Zixiao Mountain for ten years.

The old man suddenly smiled and said, "Because Xiao Bing has the smell of hell, for Phantom Phoenix, hell is the taste of home." ”

Ning He's eyes leaked doubts and doubts, he watched the sunlight outside the door fall on the old man, the serenity and calm in the air made people a little trance, and he couldn't help but doubt what he said just now.

"Legend has it that Phantom Phoenix's father is the master of hell, an honest and honest existence that is no different from a peasant. ”

Ning He lowered his head and touched the cup in his hand, the tea was a little cold. Then he suddenly laughed, "Such a master, is it a master?"

The old man let out a smile that didn't matter if you believe it or not, and he continued, "If he doesn't know that people are intelligent beings, doesn't know that people can cry and laugh, doesn't know that people have thoughts, and doesn't know that people have joys and sorrows, he only knows that people can eat them, just like a farmer knows that the vegetables grown in his vegetable field can be eaten, and he doesn't care if the vegetables hurt at all?"

Ning He smiled, "How is it possible, people are alive, can't he see it?"

The old man's face was mysterious and proud, and his expression seemed to tell a great secret, "You can imagine that his hundred years are a moment for you, and in his eyes you are a stone-like thing, always motionless." It's like you look at the stones."

Ning He smiled and didn't say anything more.

The old man continued, "But the funny thing is that such an being, immortal and immortal, has always longed to meet living creatures who can talk to him, and loneliness makes him simple and simple. ”

The wind blows the wind chimes, and the crisp tinkling sound rings in the sun.

The old man stopped talking, he seemed tired. Basking in the sun against the door frame, he seemed to be asleep.

The tea in Ning He's hand was cold.

A petal was blown into the teacup in his hand by the wind, and ripples rippled in the teacup.

......

In a cave with no one around, ugly rotten faces, one moment angry, one moment laughing happily, and one moment silent.

He had just used the technique of distinguishing the blue, which was a technique used to determine whether things were of the same origin.

He got a result, Shanshan's blood is the same as his own, which means that Shanshan is his daughter.

Angry because he hated that he had his child but didn't tell him, and he couldn't even protect it.

Happy because he suddenly found out that he had a child, and he had too much loneliness and depression in his heart. In the dark cave, the meager light, almost all these years of life. The existence of a child makes his loneliness change in an instant, and loneliness becomes a longing, a desire to stay with the people closest to him.

The silence was that he didn't know what this child thought of him as a father, and whether his ugly face would scare his own child.

Shanshan's face unconsciously came to mind, her cuteness made him happy and scared.

Finally he broke the teapot from which he was drinking, and the cold tea spilled on his face.

He suddenly felt as if his face was aching, as if his father's torture was still there, and he vaguely heard his father's voice.

The rotten face was instantly silent.

"I don't have a good father, but my children have to have one. ”

When Rotten Face left the cave where he lived, the time had already become dusk, and he appeared at the intersection opposite Tang Yongde, and in the light of dusk he became a silhouette that became clearer and clearer.

"Give me the child!" His voice was hoarse and ugly, and at the moment he was more vicious, and the hatred of the person opposite unconsciously revealed.

"Are you sure?" asked Tang Yongde with a smile.

The rotten face looked at Tang Yongde, "I can only feel at ease when she is in my hands, and I can wake up happy when I sleep." ”

Tang Yongde frowned and looked at the rotten face.

The rotten face stared at Tang Yongde, with a hint of madness in his momentum, "You don't understand hate." ”

Tang Yongde, "You're a madman. I can't trust you. ”

Rotten Face laughed maniacally, "You'd better not believe me, I don't want you to believe it." ”

"Can you lead the way?"

"What about the kid, I don't want anything to happen to my deposit."

"Of course I took it with me", Tang Yongde leaked a trace of cruelty.

The rotten face's eyes were very hot, as if he had killed the other party many times with his eyes.

Tang Yongde let out a treacherous smile, "You care too much about this child." ”

The rotten face leaked the same terrifying smile, "You're not afraid that I will play you to death?"

Tang Yongde, "I'm afraid I will ask you to lead the way?"

The rotten face's eyes were confused, and he worried, "What if my deposit dies, I haven't used it yet!"

"I'll send someone to protect you. Tang Yongde looked very confident and indifferent.

The rotten face said lightly, "You're not afraid that your person will die?" I heard that in that cave, it is very dangerous, especially when you have to worry about a child, it is easier to die." ”

Tang Yongde looked at the rotten face, a little angry, but soon his anger disappeared, "My person is dead, and the child is not far from death, and you haven't used the child yet, you will lose money if you die." ”

The rotten face looked at Tang Yongde, who was a little old in front of him, and suddenly laughed, as if he had heard some funny story.

After a long time with a bad face, he said to Tang Yongde, "You will die."

Tang Yongde smiled.

In the distance, the ears of a sleeping ironwood seemed to move, and then it was as if nothing had happened.

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