Zuo Xiao and Shen Hanyue grew up in the Tianmu Mountain since they were children, and they have long been surprised by the wonderful scenery of this cave. There is a cave behind the good roll cave, and there is a premonition in the subconscious. It's just that they didn't expect that the arrangement in this cave would be so warm and luxurious.

Brocade quilt red tent, dressing table diamond mirror, pear wood table and chairs, pots and pans, everything! Even the floor is covered with ornate carpets. It's like a spacious new house.

However, it can be seen that it is covered with a thick layer of dust, as if no one has used it for several years.

Zuo Xiao and Shen Hanyue looked at each other......

Zuo Xiao asked, "Master, how do you know that there is a good scroll cave here?" ”

"I don't know that I personally arranged everything here!" Tang Zhongqing is really speechless, and he is endless.

"But Master lives well in the Nighthawk Village, why did he come here to arrange such a cave? Why did Master cheat to death? When we were obviously sick and buried with our own hands, how could we be resurrected from the dead? Also, what is going on with Master's face? Why did it end up like this......"

Speaking of this, Zuo Xiao couldn't help but choke in his heart.

Looking back on the past, I can't help but sigh, and sadness fills my heart. Zuo Xiao's feelings for his master are actually very deep, and he is really like father and son!

I vaguely remember that Tang Zhongqing was long back then, with a handsome face, and there was always a trace of distressing gloom between his eyebrows, but he was like a jade tree in the wind, just like a fairy wind bone, how could it be compared with the ugliness and incompleteness of a dumb slave?

I vaguely remember the scene when the master taught him to write by hand, full of patience, his eyes were always kind, and his tone was always gentle. Even if he made a mistake, he never blamed him.

I vaguely remember the picture of the master teaching martial arts with one move and one pose. When he fell, the Master would not come and help him up, nor would he blame him too much, but would look at him with kind eyes, encourage him to get up on his own, and then repeat it over and over again until he had mastered the moves.

I vaguely remember that when the master first saw the talent he showed in the formation, he was so surprised that he wanted to cry. Since then, he has been teaching more selflessly.

I vaguely remember that the master helped take care of the queen mother, who looked like a wasted person.

I vaguely remember that when I was a child, my clothes were often torn and torn due to practice, and the master took the place of my mother and sewed and mended my clothes under the dim oil lamp.

……

The past is vague, and in the electric light and stone fire, scenes are staged in my mind, and gradually become clear and profound. Zuo Xiao, who has lost his father's love since he was a child, treats Tang Zhongqing as a father from the bottom of his heart! His growth is inseparable from Tang Zhongqing. Without Tang Zhongqing, there would be no Zuo Xiao in the world.

So, can Zuo Xiao not be excited?

In the face of Master's change, he had a million questions in his heart, and he desperately wanted to know what had happened. A few years ago, Master passed away due to illness, and he was heartbroken and unforgettable. After only a few years, why has it become like this?

"Master, tell me, tell the disciple what happened. Why are you at the mercy of Ji Lianyi? Who the hell is this witch? What exactly did she do to you? His questioning was so painful, so urgent, and his ice eyes flashed with raging anger, and he wanted to do justice for his master.

Tang Zhongqing slowly took off his cloak, and even took off his mask, revealing that ugly face, there was not much emotion in his voice, and he said calmly: "Don't worry, I'm here to tell you the truth......"