Mr. Rong clasped his hands around as if he was holding something, and my father sat cross-legged in the middle, with gray hair, looking at Mr. Rong very calmly.

Han Yu, he stood outside the green circle of light, with his hands behind his back, looking inside.

When we arrived, it happened to be Han Yuwu who was speaking: "It's so powerful, you've been holding on for a long time, aren't you tired?" ”

Mr. Rong inside sneered: "I can last a long longer, do you believe it or not?" ”

Han Yuwu nodded: "I believe it, you are the most talented and courageous person I have ever seen, at a young age, you dare to go straight to the headquarters of the Weili Society alone, what Lao Yun, seal me, don't say that you can last a long time, even if you say that you can last a year and a half, I believe it."

But does it make sense to hold on like this? ”

Mr. Rong curled the corners of his mouth: "Maybe you think it's meaningless, but in my opinion, it makes sense!" ”

Han Yuwu raised his eyebrows: "What's the point?" If you let go now, maybe you can still fight with me, if I break through your so-called invincible Xuanwu battle qi, I'm afraid you won't have the strength to fight me. ”

Mr. Rong snorted: "You can try, I don't mind sealing you again, of course, provided that my master can come out safely." ”

This sentence made my heart tremble, his master?

Is it my father?

I vaguely remember that Mr. Rong once had a conversation with my father after dealing with the oil ghost baby, and he called him Master at that time, I thought it was just an honorific title, but now it seems that the meaning is very unusual.

My father also opened his eyes when these words landed, his eyes were full of helplessness and sadness, and his voice was weak: "Xiaorong, let it go!" ”

Mr. Rong's expression was stunned: "No, I won't let go, a few years ago, the moment you held my hand, you didn't let go, and now I won't let go!" ”

My father sighed heavily: "However, I am not Yi Zhengyang back then, I am Ou Chuqun now!" ”

Mr. Rong laughed miserably: "Whether you are the old god stick back then, or Ou Chuqun now, you are my master, you are my master who protects me with your life, and you are my dearest, I will not give up my dearest, just like you cared for me with your life back then!" ”

My father had an inexplicable pity on his face: "I don't remember what happened back then. ”

Mr. Rong suddenly laughed: "Don't remember? Okay, then I'll let you remember! ”

When he finished saying this, Mr. Rong suddenly let go of a hand, wiped it on his waist, and felt a golden brush.

"Danqing pen, this is something left to me by ink!"

He raised his hand and drew it like ink in the air!

After this pen, I saw the void again!

The blank space covered with white salt, this blank space, like a big screen, appeared in the air, far more powerful and powerful than the blank space that Han Yu had made before.

Mr. Rong stuffed the Danqing pen back into his waist, continued to hug the invisible air shield in front of my father with both hands, and then glanced at Han Yuwu with disdain: "Look, are you okay?" ”

Han Yu's face turned pale: "Aren't you still sealed here by me?" ”

Mr. Rong snorted coldly: "If I were as inhuman as you, you would have died hundreds of times. ”

Han Yuwu ridiculed each other: "Being ruthless is also a skill." ”

Mr. Rong was silent, sighed and said: "Indeed, being ruthless is also a kind of ability, watch TV!" ”

TV?

That large blank space is indeed like a big TV!

On TV, a boy about one or two years old was standing in a room, and on the ground lay a fat man bleeding from the back of his heart, a disheveled woman, and the ghost of a fat man.

The boy was very frightened, very scared, and it was at this time that an uncle wearing a trench coat and messy hair appeared.

He threw out a bell in his hand that could not be shaken, and the bell smashed into the body of the fat ghost, and the ghost was included in the bell.

This is a picture, and at the end of the picture, the man takes the young man's hand and leads him into a bright avenue.

The second picture shows the young man kneeling in front of the coffin and kowtowing, behind the coffin is a portrait of a woman, and a middle-aged man is sleeping on a chair next to him.

When it was getting late, the man woke up, said something to the boy, and left.

The boy was scared and wanted to leave the room several times, but he still gritted his teeth and couldn't leave.

Because of his fear, the ghost appeared.

It's a portrait of the woman on the wall.

The female ghost is a powerful ghost, and her methods are ruthless, and she seems to want to kill the teenager.

At this moment, the door of the mourning hall was opened, and the middle-aged man with a drunken body with ridicule and abuse subdued the female ghost in three times and two times.

Then he lovingly touched the boy's head, as if to make fun of his timidity.

In fact, the man never left the mourning hall, he just hid to the side and watched the boy silently, until the boy was in danger of his life, he did not stand up.

In the third picture, the boy and his companions are caught in a mysterious place.

This is a particularly strange formation, a crooked door, a slanted road.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the crooked door ramp, scolded, raised his hand to beat, and angrily rushed inside.

After a lot of trouble, the boy was released.

The man touched the boy's head, as if he was the boy's solid backing.

The fourth picture is of a boy and his companion being chased by a purple arm.

The purple arm finally landed on the other man's body, and possessed the man, and the boy's companion died tragically, and the boy barely managed to save his life.

The middle-aged man who knew the news went out of the mountain angrily and found the owner of the purple arm in the vast mountains, which turned out to be the ancestor of the zombie Yinggou!

At this time, I knew that this man's ability was so great, and in front of him, Ying Gou was just a slightly stronger corpse, and the man and his companions, just two people, sealed the ancestor of this zombie, and cut off its two arms as punishment!

Time passed gradually, the boy grew up step by step, on his left eye, the scorpion-like mark became more and more powerful, and his own ability continued to grow, the middle-aged man sent him to school, to teach him to learn the Tao, no matter how big or small, everything was arranged in place.

There is laughter, bitterness, excitement, and sadness in this process.

I couldn't help but wonder if the boy was the man's illegitimate child.

But the real answer is in front of me, and of course I know the relationship between them.

If the grace of nurturing has been great, then everything that happens next is a blessing greater than the sky!