Han Linghui, a tiger-skinned real person, had just finished his homework in the room, when he suddenly saw Chen Yunshi running over in a hurry and said, "Uncle Master, it's not good, Senior Brother Chen came back from outside the mountain gate with a dead man and asked you to see it!"

Han Linghuo couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, and scolded: "It's early in the morning, it's nonsense! Why do you hold a dead man from outside the mountain gate and tell me to see something?"

Chen Yunshi said: "Really, Senior Brother Chen also said that the young man kept saying that he wanted to see you, is it true or not, don't you know when you go to see it?"

As he spoke, he led Han Linghui and Chen Yuntao to his room. Not long after, Chen Yunshi led Han Linghuo to the door of Chen Yuntao's room, and saw many Taoist priests looking in. Seeing that Han Linghui hurriedly made a way out, he said, "Uncle Master is here! Uncle Master is here......

Han Linghuo walked into the room and saw that Lu Lingfan, the head of the True Palace, was already in the room. Seeing Han Linghui, he smiled and said, "Senior brother, you are here! This kid has your monk's jade pendant around his neck, and his body is highly poisonous, I just fed him a pill of Jiuhuandan, and now it's fine! This doll keeps calling your name, I want to see you!"

Han Linghui nodded after hearing this, greeted Lu Lingfan, walked over to the kang, saw Rong Chengjin's face pale, his lips were frozen blue, although he was unkempt, he felt that the contours of his face were vaguely like an old man, and when he looked closely, he suddenly saw Rong Chengjin wearing a gossip jade pendant around his neck, and couldn't help but be taken aback, this thing was what Rong Chengjin gave him to wear when he was full moon, and he couldn't help but recall the past in Fengyang Shuntong Dart Bureau.

Han Linghuo looked at the immature voice holding his thigh many years ago and shouted, "Uncle, uncle, hug .....", the young man couldn't help but feel slightly confused. Hurriedly stepped forward, held Rong Chengjin's hand, and called: "Chengjin's nephew, Rong Shi's nephew......"

screamed a few times, but saw that Rong Chengjin didn't hear it at all, and muttered just the words "I want to see Uncle Han......", Han Linghuo only felt that Rong Chengjin's hands were like ice cubes, cold and biting.

When Han Linghui heard this, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't help himself, so he hurriedly helped Rong Chengjin up, sat cross-legged behind Rong Chengjin, put his palms against Rong Chengjin's vest, and slowly transferred the true qi in his body to Rong Chengjin's body.

Lu Lingfan couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this, and hurriedly dissuaded: "Senior brother, you are now at the critical juncture of practicing Tai Chi Divine Skills, and you will be done in two or three months, at this time, you must not vent your true qi, otherwise it will be even more difficult to practice again!" Lu Lingfan knew that Han Linghui did it intentionally, so he had no choice but to leave Han Linghui's disciples Jiang Yunlong and Zhu Yunpeng to guard outside, leading everyone to retreat.

After a stick of incense, I saw a cloud of mist rising above Rong Chengjin's head, and his complexion gradually returned to ruddy.

Rong Chengjin only felt that a warm current flowed all over his body from his back, as if he was in a warm sun with a warm wind and sun, and he was indescribably happy. It is just like Zhu Bajie has eaten ginseng fruit, with more than 86,000 pores, and none of them are uncomfortable.

Rong Chengjin slowly opened his eyes, and when he turned around, he saw an old Taoist priest wearing a gray sermon robe, with silver silk and snow, with a kind and amiable face, sitting cross-legged beside him. It is vaguely recognizable that Uncle Han, who used to coax himself to play and teach him the method of carrying in the past, couldn't help but have a mixture of joy and sorrow, and all the hardships and grievances of a moment came to his heart together, tears poured out, and he swallowed hard: "Uncle Han......"

When he only called these three words, he felt like a fish stalk in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore, so he couldn't help but cry on Han Linghui's lap with a "wow".

Han Linghuo couldn't stop stroking Rong Chengjin's hair with his hand, and Wen Yan persuaded: "Good boy, don't cry, tell Uncle Han about something, Uncle will call the shots for you!"

Jiang Yunlong listened outside, and his heart couldn't help but be full of jealousy.

After comforting for a long time, Rong Chengjin gradually stopped crying, wiped away his tears, and said, "Uncle Han, my father and mother are ...... They're all dead!"

Han Linghuo was taken aback when he heard this, and said, "What?"

Rong Chengjin gritted his teeth and said: "My father was killed by Zhu Chenhao, the king of Ning, and my mother was killed by a woman named Liu Shuyan......

Rong Chengjin then told Han Linghua about the cause and effect of the incident.

Tang Sangongzi took Rong Chengjin and followed Wang Chongquan to the Changfeng Dart Bureau. ”

Rong Chengjin revisited his hometown, and saw that in addition to the color renovation of Changfeng Dart Bureau, the lanterns were full of joy inside and out, and other scenes were the same as in the past. Before he could take a closer look, Wang Chongquan's voice sounded in his ears: "Haha, Tang San Gongzi, the humble house is shabby, and there is a lot of slackness!

Tang San Gongzi sat down, smiled and said, "Wang Darttou, you invited me to your house, you won't just say this, right?"

Wang Chongquan glanced up at his daughter, then moved his eyes and swept Rong Chengjin Fang with the corner of his eye, and said: "Tang Gongzi has a free and easy personality, which is really the legacy of a martial arts family. Since Childe is quick to talk, I won't hide it. The little girl Laneige, twenty-eight years old, has already seen the son, although the appearance is not as sinking as a fish and a goose, but it is also a little beautiful......"

"Daddy, I don't!"

"Shut up!" Wang Chongquan glared at Wang Lanzhi fiercely, and continued to say to Tang Sangongzi: "The old man is such a daughter, he will never marry her to ordinary people, and the pearl will secretly vote!

Tang San Gongzi said with a smile: "Wang Darttou is worthy of being a businessman, and he has a good calculation! Not to mention that the gap between the two of you is very far, how can a vulgar fan be worthy of this son's martial arts appearance alone." My lady is the lord of Zhuyan, the pearl of King Ning. ”

When Wang Chongquan heard this, he also felt that he was a little abrupt, and hurriedly said: "Who doesn't respect the posture of the dragon and phoenix that Tang Gongzi said? As the saying goes, it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but how can a foolish woman be accepted into the room by his son, as long as Gongzi can take the foolish girl with him and be a rough girl, it is also a blessing that she has cultivated for several lifetimes." It is not a secret that the reason why the old man is like this is actually an unspeakable hardship, one is to express the old man's admiration for his son, and the other is to eliminate the infatuation in the little girl's heart! Alas, it can be the heart of the parents of the world!"

Wang Lanzhi said resolutely, "Daddy, you don't have to think in vain, you and Uncle Rong set dolls for me and Brother Chengjin fifteen years ago, and Lanzhi will not marry anyone in this life except Brother Chengjin!"

"Laneige ......," Rong Chengjin shook his head.

"Brother Chengjin, don't say it, I was your person in my life, and I am a ghost of the Rong family in death. If you want to die, I will die with you too!"

Tang Sangongzi turned his head and stared at the two of them for a while, then suddenly laughed, and said to Wang Chongquan: "I didn't expect Ling Yan to be so infatuated, it's really rare in the world, I still feel sorry for it!

Wang Chongquan hurriedly said: "How can the little girl be able to get the favor of the son, and the old man is overjoyed." As the saying goes, 'it's better to choose a day than to hit the day', here is just the right arrangement, today is a good auspicious day, the son and the little girl tied the knot, and it was good to end the old decay of a heart. ”

Tang San Gongzi was noncommittal, moved to the side of the two, and said in Rong Chengjin's ear: "Rong Gongzi, you Taishan old man, in order to tie up with this son, you are really willing to sacrifice his flower-like daughter. I don't know how you feel when you watch your sweetheart and my son upside down?"

Before Tang Sangongzi's words fell, his left hand reached out, grabbed Rong Chengjin's right hand like lightning, and put his index finger on Rong Chengjin's inner acupoint, penetrating his fingertips. Rong Chengjin suddenly felt that half of his body was sore, and he couldn't lift any strength.