There was a dead silence in front of the study.

I was all frightened by the changes in front of me.

And Song Guicheng, who had done all this, just looked at the black qi that spread when the fairy disappeared with some regret, and immediately looked back at everyone.

"Now, everyone, I don't think there is any doubt, right?"

He asked with a smile, a look of banter and a smile on his face.

Everyone was silent, although there has been a lot of evidence to prove the facts, but for ordinary people, it still takes a lot of brainpower and courage to accept such a fact in a short period of time.

Chu Qingxiao looked at his father and uncle at this time.

The expressions on their faces stiffened, as if they were still in shock.

Chu Qingxiao was a little worried about the two, and said at that time: "Father, uncle, things ......"

Chu Qingxiao didn't think of the wording, and he hesitated.

After all, he does understand the difficulty of accepting such a fact.

"Uncle's !!" But just when he was trying to make a good draft, thinking of letting them understand everything in front of him in a way that the other party could accept, Chu Yueshan slapped his head and said a folk "good story" that "classics will be passed on forever".

Chu Qingxiao was taken aback, and he didn't wait for him to come back to his senses.

But he heard Chu Yueshan say: "I fucking know, how can my son be sick!! ”

Chu Yueshan said this, turned his head to look at Chu Qingxiao, his face was full of red light, he grinned, and the joy on his face could hardly be contained.

"Lao Tzu's son is not sick......"

"No sick ......"

"No sick !!"

He said this, as if he wanted to vent the depression that had been piled up in his heart these days.

Chu Qingxiao was stunned, he was surprised.

Compared with this change that almost broke the common sense of normal people, his father's first concern was about himself.

But when you think about it, everything actually makes sense.

There is no parent in this world who is not like this.

Their love has always been subtle, not above the moving words and sentences, but hidden under the coarse tea and light rice.

It is so unremarkable that it is often overlooked.

But once you need it.

This love is enough for ordinary people who are either bitter or timid or cowardly.

The power to sacrifice life and forget death.

Chu Qingxiao looked at the man in front of him who was smiling from ear to ear, and his heart trembled.

It's just that he hasn't recovered from such emotions yet.

"Uncle!!" Sun Kuan on the side woke up like a dream, and also issued a classic "good story".

"I'll just say that the gamblers I know, every one of them is winning money these days, but I lose once at a time!"

"Now that I think about it, it's those candles that are doing the trick! The owner of the gambling house is not Guanyin Bodhisattva, the money is earned by the gamblers, does the owner of the gambling house drink the northwest wind? Sun Kuan said, his face was very angry.

"I've been in casinos for more than ten years, and I'm brilliant in gambling, so I said how can I be inferior to those bad gamblers!"

Chu Qingxiao, who was still a little moved, heard this, and immediately cried and laughed, his uncle's focus has always been different from ordinary people......

"Doesn't that mean that these days, my business is so smooth, every time I enter at a low price, sell at a high price, and at most turn the difference by sixteen times......

"These are all fakes?" Wang Dagui on the side cried with a sad face and said to himself.

Compared with Chu Yueshan's excitement and Sun Kuan's resentment, the richest man in Wuling City was somewhat unacceptable to the fact that the huge wealth he had accumulated during this period had come to naught.

"Daddy...... If the money is gone, you can make it again......" Wang Che saw that his father was almost paralyzed on the ground, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him, and said with relief in his mouth.

When Wang Dagui heard this, the sad look on his face eased slightly, he looked sideways at his son, reached out and patted his palm, and sighed: "Alas, fortunately, my Che'er is fine......

He said to himself, but halfway through the words, he suddenly thought of something, and the sadness that had just faded suddenly became a few points stronger, which was more than that.

"Does that mean that the matter between you and Zhao Nianshuang is also yellow? That...... What about Biyun City? It can't be fake, right? ”

Wang Che smiled bitterly, although he also knew that this series of blows was a bit cruel to his father, but the long pain was better than the short pain, and he still nodded at this time......

"Ah!!h

Wang Dagui let out a wail, and finally fainted.

……

"This ...... Commander of Song. On this side, everyone has a very different degree of acceptance of the truth, and on the other side, Mr. Luo also walked to Song Guicheng.

He looked at Song Guicheng, who was sitting on the steps with a golden knife in Zhengda, holding a branch that had broken out of nowhere in one hand and biting it in his mouth, and finally mustered up the courage and stepped forward to ask.

"Well, yes, it's me." Song Guicheng glanced up at Mr. Luo and replied casually.

"The fairy girl was ...... just now," Mr. Luo asked again.

"Can't you see it? A converter who has been a candlestick. Song Guicheng said.

"Converts?" Mr. Luo frowned, chewing on the word in his heart, obviously a little unclear.

"Whether it's the Candle Yin that is now entrenched in Wuling City or the Yin Si that our Jianyue City is facing, these alien races are scarce in the final analysis, and they are happy to accept some of the Terrans who are willing to join them."

"Of course, this attachment is not a matter of saying two beautiful words verbally, you have to accept the baptism of the power of the candle yin, assimilate yourself, and there will be a wisp of the spirit that will be taken away by the witch who accepts your refuge, once one day, you intend to rebel, then the witch wish only needs a light finger, and you will have to be scattered and die a miserable death."

Song Guicheng stood up, he threw the branch in his mouth on the ground, and looked at Song Guicheng with a little playfulness.

"But...... But although it is true that the fairy girl was born in Yanliu Lane, she is a kind person, how can she have anything to do with Candle Yin......" Mr. Luo obviously couldn't accept this fact, he said with a frown.

"Kindness?"

"Who in this world doesn't want to be kind?" Song Guicheng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and his voice was a little louder.

"When you have a hundred taels of silver in your pocket, you can easily give a beggar by the roadside a copper plate or two."

"But when you are so hungry that your chest is against your back, but you only have a copper plate in your pocket, are you still willing to give alms to others?"

"Kindness comes at a price."

"How can you be kind when you can't afford it?"

When Mr. Luo heard this, he fell silent.

"And what is the price of her kindness?" And just then, a voice came from the side.

Song Guicheng squinted his eyes at that place, but saw Chu Zhaozhao walking towards him.

The girl's gaze was falling on him, and the depth of her eyes was the vigilance that had not diminished since Song Guicheng appeared.

Song Guicheng just shrugged his shoulders in the face of the girl's aggressive gaze: "Maybe it's a threat to life?" Or maybe it was the candle shade that promised her a great fortune, you know, the girl who ticked the fence......"

"It's going to be all kinds of amorous, it's going to be charming, isn't it all the broken silver in a man's purse?"

"It's not surprising that she's doing this for money."

"Right, Mr. Luo?" Song Guicheng said this, and looked back at Mr. Luo on the side.

The scholar, who had always been kind, turned red at that time, and his fists were clenched: "The fairy spirit is definitely not such a woman. ”

"I'm just a poor scholar, this small study, the monthly income and expenditure are also flat, if she cares about money, then how can she look at me......"

"Oh?" Hearing this, Song Guicheng raised his eyebrows and said in a long voice.

The smile on his face retracted at that moment, and his voice suddenly increased: "You also know that she likes you?" ”

"I fucking thought that your elm head was full of it, and I couldn't see her daughter's thoughts!"

"Then what are you pretending to be high? People have come to you, and they don't see you showing your heart? ”

"Why do you think that you are a scholar, she is just a girl who is not worthy of you?"

Song Guicheng's questioning voice was obviously a little angry.

Everyone on the side who was attracted by such a voice also looked over, and when Chu Qingxiao heard this, the expression on his face was also a little strange.

It stands to reason that it was the fairy girl who defected to Candleyin, but the meaning of Song Guicheng's words was that she was holding grievances for the fairy.

It's as if he knows something that no one else knows.

When Mr. Luo heard this, he shook his head again and again: "I have never thought about it like this. ”

"I just feel that I have a breeze on my sleeves and is destitute, but she is ......"

"You feel what you feel, everything you think." But before Mr. Luo could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Guicheng.

"After reading two books, you think you understand all the truths in this world?"

"You just care if you're at ease, no matter how much she's paying for you?"

"You scholars, you are either hypocrites who deceive the world and steal fame, or you are sour Confucians full of pedantic dogma."

"You like her, she likes you, you show your heart in the morning, you can cave the room at night, where are there so many who are not worthy of whom?"

"If you can look at each other, it means that you are a raccoon dog!"

"How long has it been? With so many opportunities in front of you, you still missed her! ”

"Regret now? It's late!! ”

Song Guicheng couldn't say that it was reasonable, but he couldn't say that it was unreasonable, and the fallacies smashed on Mr. Luo's face.

Mr. Luo lowered his head, looking lonely, as if he was remorseful and self-blaming.

"Alright." When Song Guicheng saw him like this, he probably realized his gaffe, he said this, and said, "Tomorrow, I will go and dismantle the old nest of the candle yin." ”

"If you have a little conscience, come with me."

"When I meet her, I will say everything I want to say and what I should say......"

"People, a lifetime of decades is long and short."

"Since you have come here, then work hard and don't leave regrets."

Song Guicheng said.

Chu Qingxiao, who was standing behind him, looked at his back, and suddenly read a trace of ...... from that unruly posture

Lonely.