A "daddy" that still had a little milk in his ears came into his ears, and Zhao Yuansong's tears flowed down instantly, and his heart seemed to be melting.

Zhao Yuansong is not a sentimental person, but today he seems to be particularly emotional, maybe he has been away from home for too long and misses it too much.

"Alas!"

Zhao Yuansong responded, rushed over directly and hugged the child who wanted to avoid in his arms, and hugged him directly.

At this moment, any troubles, grievances, and prosperity are far away.

The child struggled in the man's arms, and his face and neck were itched by his beard, and he let out a burst of laughter.

"You said before you left last time, when you come back, everything about you will be blamed for the past, and there is glory and wealth waiting, I don't ask for that glory and wealth, but this time you are back, are you not leaving?"

The woman approached the man and whispered, her voice was also resentful, and Zhao Yuansong just kept shaking her head.

"No, no, no, don't want to go"

Zhao Yuansong can't think of anything too detailed, just like people sometimes seem to lose a lot of memories in a dream, he only knows that the grievances of the rivers and lakes and the coercion and temptation of the court are nothing to him at this moment.

The excitement finally eased a little, and the family of three warmed each other in the room, although the child was still a little afraid of Zhao Yuansong, but he was already very satisfied.

How is the health of the parents? How have the two years been at home?

These are the problems that have always worried Zhao Yuansong, and they are also his biggest obsession.

Zhao Yuansong had already sat on the couch with the woman, while the child continued to play on the wooden horse.

This kind of warm moment, except for the questions that Zhao Yuansong cared about at the beginning were answered from his wife's mouth, and then Zhao Yuansong was mostly talking, and his wife and children were listening.

"After a while, you can let Ping'er read and write, go to school or be young, just teach yourself at home, Shaozhu, you use more snacks"

"When he is older, take him to the school, although the school in Fucheng depends on the level of birth, but Ping'er is not a big problem to go in, let him not be naughty, listen to the master's words more."

"Daddy and mother are old, let them not work too hard, it's just tired of you."

"If Ping'er wants to practice martial arts, I can read the books I left at home first, and let my father teach him some basic methods of exercise, his muscles and bones are still tender, not too much, and a few years older."

"If you get in"

"If you take a wife."

"If yes. If yes"

Zhao Yuansong kept talking, Zou Shaozhu kept listening, and from time to time he didn't echo and said a few words, but listening to it, he was inexplicably panicked in his heart.

"Xianggong, don't say it, don't say it. You keep saying that, it makes me feel flustered."

It's like you're talking about the aftermath.

Zhao Yuansong smiled and nodded.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, what I want to say and what I should say, in fact, I have said some things, I always feel that if I don't say it now, I will never have a chance in the future."

The woman glared at Zhao Yuansong fiercely, and beat him a few times.

On the edge of the soft couch, the children were very happy, rocking the wooden horse and playing happily, playing with both hands no longer grasping the wooden handle of the horse's head, but spreading their arms and swinging up and down like the wind.

Zhao Yuansong thought about getting closer to the child, so he said with a smile.

"Ping'er is wrong, you have to hold on to the reins when riding a horse, you will fall off if you shake your hands like this, will your father take you to ride a real horse another day?"

The child was no longer as afraid of this strange father as he had just been, and when he heard his father's words, he laughed.

"Hahaha, daddy, you're wrong, I'm not riding a horse, I'm learning to fly, learning to fly like a big white crane, flapping my wings and taking off in the air, and the sound is loud."

Zhao Yuansong nodded.

"Oh, it turned out to be learning the white crane, that Ping'er is really powerful, and when there is a chance in the future, Daddy will definitely take you to see the real white crane, but the white crane is rare, you need to look for it"

"Hahahaha, Daddy, I've seen it, a group of so spirited, the feathers are whiter than snow, the top of the head is redder than the mother's rouge, the crane's beak is long, and the call is also very good"

Zhao Yuansong and his wife looked at their son in surprise at this moment, and the former then looked at his wife and asked.

"Shaozhu, have you seen the white crane? Are there white cranes in this part of Yunlu Mansion? ”

At this time, the woman didn't seem to remember, and vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a slender figure of Bai Yu, but it was very unreal, and she clearly remembered that she and her children had not gone out during this time.

"Ping'er, what nonsense are you talking about, we haven't been out at all, where can we see the white crane?"

"Ahh

The child scratched his head and fell into deep thought, as if his mother was right, he had never gone out at all, but he clearly remembered seeing the white-feathered crane, and he was so impressed.

"Obviously, I seem to have seen it, I was very scared when I fell off the horse, and I felt that a monster was coming, and the white crane appeared and was not afraid of it all of a sudden, and the mage uncle also said that it was a bird sent by God to save me."

Uncle Mage?

Fall off right away?

Sent by Heaven to save my Bird?

Zhao Yuansong was puzzled, his son's voice seemed to keep echoing in the room, and a great fear rose in his heart

How did I get back? How did I get back?

"Xianggong, Xianggong? What happened to you? Messire? ”

"Daddy, Daddy? Don't you go, Daddy—"

The room seemed to be pulled away, everything seemed to be blurred, Zhao Yuansong stretched out his hand, but the wife and children in front of him were getting farther and farther away, they chased them out, but they couldn't catch up with the speed of Zhao Yuansong's consciousness far away.

On the edge of the swamp wetland, next to the campfire in the dense forest, a white crane stood outside the sleeping crowd, quietly looking at the sleeping mother and son, looking at the frowns on the faces of the mother and son from time to time, listening to the child's dream, this dream Yi Shuyuan also perceived.

The blood book suspended in front of the white crane was constantly shattering, leaving only a red halo.

The hazy and fragmented faint red light gradually spread in the distance where the blood book collapsed like ripples, turning into a faint reddish humanoid shadow.

The figure is not clear, but it gives a sense of abruptness and loss, provided that someone can see it now.

The figure reluctantly looked away from the mother and son, then looked around and saw a few people from the rivers and lakes, among whom he only knew warlocks and swordsmen.

Finally, the figure slowly turned around, only to find that behind him was not the imaginary immortal, but a crane with white feathers and a red top.

"The crane is above, please accept my Zhao Yuansong's worship!"

The figure bowed down to Yi Shuyuan and bowed, and only slowly got up after a long time.

"Thank you Xianhe for sending me to my wife and children, so that I can see them one last time, but I can't leave with peace of mind, after all, they are in danger."

The pale red figure gradually became clear from the blurred state, and gradually became distinct, which was exactly what Zhao Yuansong looked like.

This change was not caused by Yi Shuyuan, but by Zhao Yuansong's own will at the moment, and he was clearly aware of this, obviously on purpose.

This action, this change in qi number, was naturally very obvious in Yi Shuyuan's eyes, and at this moment, he also spoke, opening his beak and making a clear sound.

"Zhao Yuansong, you died because of the immortal formula, and you deified the blood-colored remnants with your own essence, but in fact, you have already lost your soul, if you wake up now, I can send you to the underworld, and maybe there is a chance to be reincarnated"

The white crane let out a crane chirp, and the human voice reappeared.

"But if you want to forcibly manifest now, the moment the primordial spirit manifests will be the time when your calamity comes! There will be no chance to get out, and with your little way, you will definitely be wiped out in the catastrophe! ”

But at this moment, Zhao Yuansong's situation is completely different from before, in the last moment of the dream, he has understood the changes in his family, the changes in the rivers and lakes, the government and the opposition, and what happened through the remnants of his wife and children.

"Immortal crane senior, Zhao Yuansong knows that he is not a great character, and it is not worth pity to die because of greed, but now I have only one wish, only this one wish."

Zhao Yuansong didn't say this wish, but Yi Shuyuan understood what his wish was.

Sometimes, even Yi Shuyuan can't predict some things with obvious gas number trajectories, which are the so-called "variables".

In a dream, Zhao Yuansong's obsession should have dissipated, and the original qi change was indeed the same, but the moment he woke up from the dream, he was satisfied in his heart, and the obsession seemed to dissipate, but a special desire in his heart became stronger and stronger, and even far exceeded the previous obsession.

So much so that the Blood Book itself collapsed, and the Yuan Shen began to manifest, this kind of strong qi change was something that Yi Shuyuan had never seen since he practiced.

"I just want to protect my family and cut off this ridiculous catastrophe, different from the righteousness of being blackmailed, different from the temptation of glory, and different from my own greed and luck, which is the last thing I Zhao Yuansong did in my life that is truly worthy of my heart!"

Zhao Yuansong slowly raised his head and looked at the crane in front of him.

"There are clouds in the immortal formula, robbing and looking at it, the wind and rain rely on the railing, the heart is clear, and the fall is not afraid to hope that the crane will return to the immortal chief, if the immortal chief or you want to take away my Yuan Shen at this moment, Zhao has no regrets!"

Yi Shuyuan's eyes flashed, and he was surprised in his heart, some of the mysteries in the immortal recipe were actually understood by "this one Zhao Yuansong"!

(End of chapter)