The sloppy and glued beard covered most of the man's face, and when his drunken eyes saw Mu Shizi who was asking for peace, a terrifying cold glint suddenly flashed.

Surprised, Mu Shizi took half a step back, and saluted a little more, "Since the master has come to the capital, why don't you go to the Guogong Mansion?" Even if you bring a message to your disciples, the disciples will rush over to serve the master. ”

"Disciple?!"

The man said half jokingly, half seriously: "I don't remember that I have received your apprenticeship, and a rural grass man does not dare to let Mu Shizi, who is popular in the capital, serve." ”

"Mr. Evergreen."

Duchess Mu Guo beat her spirit, gently pushed away the support of the county lord of Jiamin, took two steps forward, firmly protected her son who was standing in place awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "Xiao'er worships Mr. Changqing as a teacher, and the matter of following you to practice martial arts and training is known to the world." Even if the child has offended Mr. Changqing, for the sake of his youth and ignorance, please don't care about it. ”

"Hahaha."

The man leaned back and laughed and burst into tears, tears flowed more and more from the moist corners of his eyes, obviously laughing, sounding a little desolate and sad, the laughter was uncomfortable, inexplicably heavy and depressing.

"Careful? What qualifications do I have?! ”

"Mr. Evergreen!"

Duchess Mu Guo held her body and shook it, like a man with a hangover who had not woken up, twisted heavily on his arm, and said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Cousin, the past is irreparable, and you don't want to let her be at peace in the heavenly spirit." ”

The man's body slammed and slowly lowered his head.

"After all, she cares about Yi'er the most." Duchess Mu Guo's tears rolled down, and she choked up: "I have always remembered me, and I don't want us to be bullied by that slut of the Liu family." ”

"Cousin, you don't know what happened that day, but it's actually ......"

"You don't have to say it again!"

The man interrupted Duchess Mu Guo's words dejectedly, wiped away the cloudy tears from the corners of his eyes, and his wise and perceptive gaze made Duchess Mu Guo's heart chill, "I didn't set the fire in Guangfo Temple, and I don't have the face to see her heroic spirit again!" ”

"Cousin......"

"I have already repaid what I owe you, and you will do it yourself in the future."

The man's eyes first fell on Mu Shizi, the same appearance, the same height, but the momentum is completely different, she is so free and easy in her memory, chic and calm, dare to speak and laugh, and fight with a group of men.

Obviously, she played a stinky chess hand, and she preferred to play against a master, and when she noticed that she had conceded chess, she was furious.

But if she didn't make chess, she wouldn't even be able to make ten moves.

Every time he played against her, he needed to spend a lot of energy, and he was more tired than playing against a master.

However, when fighting, she was rigorous and serious, and she was resolute.

The not very tall and sturdy body gives people a sense of stability, so that the proud soldiers willingly follow her.

Even if they die, they don't know that the young general they admire is a girl!

The man blinked his eyes, unwilling to cry anymore, and when his eyes moved to the county lord of Jiamin beside Mu Shizi, he was furious, "Which one is she?" ”

The county lord of Jiamin felt a murderous aura coming, and there was an inexplicable panic, and her stunning face turned white, but she could still maintain her elegant demeanor in the past, and saluted, "I've seen Mr. Changqing." ”

Although her unexpectedly famous Mr. Changqing is actually a sloppy middle-aged man, Mr. Changqing's name is extremely loud, and it is said that he is the only successor of the contemporary Guiguzi, with an unpredictable art of war.

Today, the saint has ordered to look for Mr. Changqing several times, but Mr. Changqing, who is a hermit master, has been ethereal, and he has the dashing energy to see through the red dust and is unwilling to set foot in the officialdom.

The county lord of Jiamin didn't know that his brother was a disciple of Mr. Changqing, and his mother seemed to have a close relationship with Mr. Changqing.

"Don't scare her!" Duchess Mu Guo grabbed the county lord of Jiamin, her eyes dodged and she didn't dare to touch the man, "She doesn't know anything, she was just picked up by me." ”

Duchess Mu Guo sneered at Mr. Changqing and bit her cherry blossom-like soft lips, "She is naturally my biological daughter." ”

"I see, ah, if you don't have one, find another one."

Mr. Changqing's face was sad and sad, he turned his body and knelt down directly in the direction of Guangfo Temple, clasped his hands together, and said in a low voice: "Bodhisattva of great mercy and compassion, believers are willing to sacrifice their bodies to seek mercy from the Bodhisattva, perform profound Dharma, break all filth, make the living immortal, and reunite the souls of the heroes......

"Cousin!"

Inexplicably, a touch of coolness seemed to flash on Duchess Muguo's back, and she said loudly: "Can't you let her rest in peace?" You should understand that her murderous aura is too heavy, and if she is not resolved by a high monk, her soul will become a demon and bring disaster to the world! ”

Mr. Evergreen's voice turned low, and his lips squirmed slightly, so that no one close could hear what he was reading.

Duchess Mu Guo wanted to shut his mouth!

But she was more worried that Mr. Changqing, who had always been unruly, would tell the unspeakable secret.

On that day, she also searched through the incomplete secret methods left at home, and drunk Mr. Changqing with wine, so that she could complete the soul lock...... It took so much effort to get her blood and hair...... She didn't do this for herself, she just hoped that her heroic soul could be nourished by the Dharma, dissolve her murderous spirit, and hope that her son and daughter would live well.

However, how can her cousin, who has always supported and helped her, not understand her hard work.

She was tormented by nightmares day and night, and who knew the pain in it?

The county lord of Jiamin looked at his brother who looked sluggish, and then looked at his mother who was nervous and flustered, biting his lips lightly, and the hand wrapped in the cuff slowly clenched, she would never go back to that house in the northwest again.

She is the county lord of the Queen Mother, and no one can despise her anymore.

If Mr. Changqing doesn't know what to do, she ...... "Mother." ”

Holding the Duchess of Mu Guo again, the county lord of Jiamin said to Mr. Changqing, who stood up slowly: "If you hurt my brother and mother, no matter who you are, even if you have the ability to change the world, I will still not let you go!" ”

Mr. Changqing turned his head in surprise when he heard this, and for a moment he was in a trance, as if the two figures overlapped together, "Hua'er?!" ”

No?!

Although they were very similar, he couldn't see her chic and resolute in the eyes of the county lord of Jiamin.

She is a genius born for war, she doesn't care about military achievements and wealth, she doesn't care about life and death, she just wants to be worthy of the mission of the soldiers to protect their families and defend the country.

The man slapped himself so hard that he compared a girl who was corrupted by wealth and nobility to her?

Is he really old and dizzy, and has lost his mind?

"You ...... You guys do it for yourselves. ”

Mr. Changqing left this sentence and drifted away.

"Mother." Mu Shizi asked worriedly, "Do you need ......?"

Duchess Mu Guo shook her head slowly, knowing her son's intentions, "He won't say it, after all, this is also her last wish!" ”

Unless she can return to the world, how can someone who has already died come back to life?