When people are shocked, they subconsciously call out their native language.

Hao Song is naturally no exception. So Jonathan Meyer doesn't know what Hao Song shouted when he looked at the photo, otherwise he would think that this thing was his father's illegitimate son

In some old yellowed photos, a man with the temperament of an old peasant stands solemnly in the corner of the photo in a night watchman's uniform suit. After Hao Song calmed down slightly, he took a closer look at the pattern on his suit, and was shocked to find that it was actually a black background with gold edge! The gold edge pattern meant that he was at least a Creation Realm sage! In other words, his father was a member of the night watchman team!

Hao Song looked at the photo and suddenly had a sense of absurd unreality. His honest and simple, talkative old father is actually a night watchman sage! Isn't there anything wrong with the setting of the second explosion in this? It's just like your stupid cat and stupid dog are mythical beasts, hey! Wait! The cat I raised is really a Pixiu beast! Am I really not called Long Aotian? Isn't my story funny?!

It seems that there are too many coincidences with such a high level of secondary energy, but it can be explained by a sentence that Hao Song said in a memoir interview many years later (that is, the quotation of the characters at the end of each chapter of this novel): All the seemingly coincidences in the world are actually inevitable.

Thinking about it carefully, Hao Qiang, as a guy who is familiar with Professor Gu Ting, a professor at the Night's Watch University, is definitely not a simple commodity. Secondly, Hao Song's mental power at the age of 18 exceeded many standard spiritual energy levels of ordinary people, in addition to being attributable to genes, there are naturally family education reasons (although only 6 years old). And Hao Qiang has been dead for so many years, and his family's funny son has been secretly concerned by the Night Watch organization.

These suspicions naturally point to the conclusion that "your father is a hidden **oss", but Hao Song, who is accustomed to his father's honest and simple character, didn't notice it.

Now Hao Song recalls that before he was 6 years old, he vaguely remembered that his father often carried a small suitcase and said goodbye to his mother, saying that he was going abroad for a meeting and a business trip to investigate something. At this time, the silent father would always squat down, gently support his immature shoulders, and seriously explain to himself that he would listen to his mother's words and think more about things, but his mother was always very worried. From this point of view, those seemingly easy, publicly-funded trips abroad are actually very dangerous tasks! Every parting may be a parting of life and death!

At this moment, I suddenly remembered what my father said most often, "When you encounter problems, you can't make judgments", and suddenly realized that this plain sentence had deeply affected me and forged the soul of a mind cultivator. Those words that seemed to be understood or not understood back then were like a full ink pen, dotting profound ink spots on a blank piece of rice paper. The ardent expectation and wordless fatherly love in these trivial sentences, until today, he most truly realized that Hao Song stood silently, and tears fell like rain for a while-

Seeing this, Jonathan panicked directly, and said in his heart that this young master is usually quite heartless, isn't he? Why did he break his heart when he looked at his father's funeral photos? Although his father is indeed a tragic hero, he doesn't need to be moved like this, right?

After thinking about it for a moment, Jonathan looked firm. I saw him take out his wallet, take out a hard, yellowed photo from the inner lining, turn the back of the photo up, and then solemnly hand it to Hao Song.

The coward was remembering his father's grief, but he saw Jonathan hand over a somewhat old piece of cardboard. He took it suspiciously, and was immediately shocked when he saw it! The piece of cardboard was written in English: "Follow your heart, myson." ）

The cowardly goods were a little calm, and when they saw this sentence, they simply rushed again. While crying bitterly, he subconsciously flipped over the piece of paper, wanting to see what "his father" wrote on the other side. As a result, he saw a middle-aged white man in a mountaineering suit, peeing on a sign painted "Private mining area, no entry" with a mean smile on his face

Hao Song was directly dumbfounded. At the same time, they reacted quickly, and both of them misunderstood each other's behavior.

Jonathan reluctantly said, "This is one of the few meaningful photos my dad left behind, and I gave it to you when you admired him so much." Hopefully, it will inspire you to reach new heights in your life!"

Whether he can climb the peak again Hao Song doesn't know, anyway, now he has a feeling of a low point in his life. I thought it was left to me by my father! What did you give me for? It's too hard to rub your cheeks, isn't it? And this photo is obviously someone's mining area, right? Ling Zun with a cheap smile is really cute and naughty!

However, at this point, it is best not to uncover this misunderstanding, otherwise everyone will be embarrassed. So Hao Song endured the pain and speechlessness, and solemnly thanked him and put the photo away.

After this paragraph was revealed, Hao Song continued to search for the funeral photo, and unsurprisingly saw a yellow-and-white mixed-race man with a solemn face on the right side of his father. "Professor Gu Ingot is different from Hao Qiang, Professor Gu Ingot is wearing a night watch uniform with silver trim, and it seems that Gu Ingot has not yet reached the Creation Realm at that time.

Hao Song found out the other three members of the Night's Watch Reserve Team, in addition to the two female members of the silver-rimmed uniform, who did not have a strong presence, there was also a white man who was also in the Creation Realm, wearing a Xuanhe gold-trimmed Night's Watch suit. The man had gray-blue eyes, wheat-colored hair, and a white Eastern European man with high eyebrow bones and cheekbones. What's more, some of Edward Mierro's features can be vaguely found on this guy's face!

"Then the white-skinned erect bald orangutan who urinated in Gaias Ruoshan 14 years ago, indicating that 'this is Lao Tzu's handicap', must be this uncle" Hao Song thought so, and suddenly there was an extra piece of roasted pork kidneys in front of him.

Looking away, it was Edward, and he said with a sympathetic face: "Recently, your kid has lost kidneys, right? Eat some Xianling waist supplements, teenagers should pay more attention to their bodies and masturbate less!"

Hao Song looked at the suspicious white condiments on the pork kidney, and listened to the words that seemed to be pitiful, and felt a little tired for a while. Dark Dao: Forget it, today's mood is not suitable for complaining.

After a pause, he suddenly said, "Oh! It's because the Middle Eastern girl has just come to the camp, aren't you sure if the condiments can be eaten?"

"Uh, what are you talking about? I just think that the barbecue ingredients are the waist of the peak spirit of the carbon grade, and the condiments and pepper must be of the same level to be worthy of it!" Edward said, scratching his head, and then comparing himself with his thumb.

Well, you can't live without complaining. "With your pig's head!What the hell is the theory!In order to have enough so-called condiments of the same level next time, you don't plan to wash your hair in the future, right?!" Hao Song vomited in his spirit.

Unexpectedly, Edward actually held his chin with his index finger and thumb and thought seriously for a while, and then said, "Well, this seems to be a good idea."

Hao Song couldn't cry or laugh: "That's enough! Give me a good condiment! Dandruff is just an expedient measure!"

Edward was obviously a little dissatisfied after hearing this, and muttered: "Originally, the food of our mind cultivators is that the higher the energy, the better, and the ordinary condiments are very low-grade."

"Then why don't you go to the principal and ask for 'condiments'! Eighty percent of his 'condiments' are the highest grade in the world!" This bad idea has already reached his lips, but Hao Song suddenly felt that he would definitely take it seriously when he said it. If this bastard guy really ran to Principal Wang to ask for dandruff, it would be a big joke, so he forcibly held back.

At this time, Edward inadvertently glanced at the old photo in Hao Song's hand, raised his eyebrows, and said with round eyes: "Hey, isn't this the dead old man of my family?"

Hao Song followed his line of sight, and sure enough, it was the uncle who had the golden trim to subdue the face of a white Eastern European man. It is not surprising that the uncle who learned the style of the ancestors and marked the territory with a soak of urine is Edward's father?

Upon inquiry, it was learned that Edward and Avril's father also chose to follow the giant of the original Night's Watch University: the grandmaster of the Celestial School in the "Lijiao Incident" 12 years ago. In a vain attempt to establish the "Heavenly Doctrine", he degenerated into a careerist and idealistic radical, and finally died in defeat.

Of course, this is the official version of the Night Watch. In fact, it is now difficult to understand the causes, processes, and consequences of the events of that year. Just like now, most people don't even know the name of the grandmaster of the Tianli School, let alone what the truth is.

However, Hao Song linked to the words that President Wang had told him in the nuclear energy ashram that "the world is not white and black, but gray is both good and evil, but the majority". The cowards vaguely feel that the "founding incident" 12 years ago does not seem to be as simple as the official statement, and there must be a lot of hidden secrets in it, and it is not very open. This is also evidenced by the secrecy within the Night Watch organization about the events of that year.

"Well, as a descendant of careerists, I'm sure I'm going to figure it out. What kind of 'heinous crime' is the 'Lijiao Incident' that can make the Night's Watch organization cut off its own arm and be willing to lose so many mind cultivators?" Hao Song thought like this, but his face did not show anything, but he glanced at the imposing gold-streaked Night's Watch uniform on his father's body, and handed the photo back to Jonathan Meyer.

Continuing to think, Hao Song subconsciously bit the string of pork kidneys he was holding in his hand, and then a fishy smell like a domestic free public toilet that no one had taken care of had ever been taken care of, and it exploded on the taste buds of the cowardly and sensitively!

"Edward, you roasted your kidneys, but you washed them!"

"Hey, this thing still needs to be washed?"

["There are countless pickled things in the world, whether it is individuals, institutions, governments, or even night watch organizations, they will all have a shady black history. —Grexiu S. Hao]