A piece of red cloth, wrapped in a two-inch square jade plaque, there are no words on the jade plaque, only some inexplicable patterns.

"Take it back. It's your stuff. Old man Liao put the jade plate on the table and pushed it in front of Xue Wusuan, his eyes were a little pity that was rarely shown in front of Xue Wusuan, but he quickly covered it up, knowing that the child he brought up hated this kind of "pity" the most.

"Why are you here?" Xue Wushu frowned and didn't take the jade card on the table, but looked at the old man Liao beside him and asked.

"How else can I get here? ”

A ransom word made Zhou Huiru, who was eating at the same table, a strong curiosity, but this occasion and her understanding of her own man was definitely not the time to ask. Silence is the best response. Perhaps they could hear some reason in their next words.

Xue Wusuan can be regarded as having experienced a huge and complex and subversive thinking of ordinary people. There have been a lot of winds and waves, a lot of bizarre and fantasy, and even bloody killing has become a means that he is now accustomed to. It is a demon, but there are countless beings who regard him as a god, and there is no need to convert between gods and demons, but it really turns Xue Wushu's current mentality into stone.

A hard-hearted person or a hard-hearted god and demon, when he saw the jade plaque on the table, his heart was full of resentment, and his face was full of frost.

In an instant, Xue Wushu, who had long been unrestrained by time, was unstoppably pulled back into the past.

Thirteen-year-old Xue Wushu fell out because of the rebellious and stubborn old man Liao, and ran out of the welfare home in a fit of anger, and vowed in his heart that he would never go back if he didn't mix people. It doesn't matter what the grudge is, it's just a small episode between a rebellious boy and a stubborn adult, and it is this little episode because of the tempers of the two that finally caused Xue Wusuan's current character and Old Man Liao's deep guilt towards Xue Wusuan.

It was raining that day, Xue Wushu remembered it clearly, and even remembered how he felt when those raindrops hit his face to cover up the tears.

It is certain that a child in a welfare home is penniless, but it does not mean that he has no property. The jade plaque that was now on the table was the only valuable item on Xue Wusuan's body when he ran out of the welfare home.

The jade plate has no name, anyway, Xue Wushu never thought about giving it a name, he only knew that this thing was caught in swaddling clothes when Old Man Liao picked him up.

To be honest, Xue Wu, who was thirteen years old at the time, didn't like this jade plate very much, and the reason why he always carried it with him and never left his body was just to prove that he once had Lao Tzu and his mother.

If you don't have money, you will have a very hard time, especially hunger, which makes thirteen-year-old Xue Wuxuan feel very difficult. But maybe it's because of his natural forbearance, or maybe his temper is like that of the old man Liao, such a half-old child actually carried it alive and was not convinced, and he also began to be called a "mad dog" on the street.

Even now, Xue Wusuan still remembers that he once ate a meal that he still can't get enough of. It was the night of the third Saturday after he ran out of the orphanage. Xue Wushu, who barely survived by picking up leftovers or petty theft, finally couldn't bear it. He didn't think about going back, but he walked into a pawnshop, a black shop with no business qualifications.

The reason why he knew about this black pawnshop was told to him by a homeless child on the street, saying that some "bosses" made a fortune by relying on this kind of black and white business.

Xue Wusuan also had the most intuitive and naïve reverie about the word "boss" at that time: boss is equal to rich.

In order not to starve to death, he walked into the pawnshop and sold the jade plate that "proves that Xue Wushu has a mother" at a price of fifty yuan. It was the fifty yuan he got that made Xue Wusuan walk into a small restaurant and order a braised pork to eat a meal that he would never forget for a lifetime.

Of course, the reason why this meal is so fresh in my memory, in addition to hunger and hardship, is because from that time on, Xue Wushu completely cut off the only connection between his "parents" and himself, and even actively forgot about it.

Memories came back one after another, and for the first time, the Daoless Yama, who had already reached several planes, tasted the complex emotions of unbearable retrospection of the past and nostalgia and complaining. For a while, he looked at the jade card on the table in a daze, and he didn't know how to speak for a long time. The aura on his body unconsciously became more and more gloomy and fierce, making Old Man Liao and Zhou Huiru on the table feel more and more uncomfortable, and at the same time, they also understood that Xue Wusuan's current mood was extremely unstable.

At this time, the first reaction that Zhou Huiru could think of was to hug her man, she instinctively felt that her man was in danger now, and the only thing that could help him was her warm embrace.

Old man Liao is very bold, and he is always a child in his eyes when it comes to Xue Wushu. Even if he was a little frightened by the aura on Xue Wusuan's body, he would not avoid and cringe. directly picked up the jade plate, put it in Xue Wusuan's hand, and said with a smile: "When you were a jade card, I watched it, and I ransomed it for you when I went in with your back foot." I haven't worried about you, you don't. Now that you're married, you should be able to figure it out, right?"

Old man Liao's words were smiling, but there was a mist in his eyes, and the guilt in his heart made him feel a pain every time he thought about it, blaming himself for why he didn't arrest Xue Wusuan back in the first place, so that this stubborn child went the wrong way, and it was impossible to turn back later. Even Old Man Liao always felt that Xue Wu was the only thing in his life that was ashamed of his conscience.

The jade card was coldly handed, which made Xue Wusuan tremble, and felt the warmth of Zhou Huiru's body, which made Xue Wusuan break away from his memories. This experience made him feel as if he was human again, and then returned to reality, realizing that even if he was himself, even if he was a Dao Yama, there was nothing he could do about the past, except for memories, and the only thing left was to rely on various emotions to reminisce about the beginning.

"I'm fine. Let's eat. Xue Wushu still didn't throw away the jade plate that was stuffed into his hand by Old Man Liao. Raising the wine glass, the old man Liao touched it and took a sip and dried it off. The aura on his body also returned to his previous state of concealment. It's just that the complex emotions in his eyes have become stronger than when he fell into the memory just now.

A long-lost "birthday" party satisfied Zhou Huiru's woman's "life adjustment" to Xue Wusu, and at the same time, Xue Wusuan also got something that he didn't expect at all.

When I returned home, I watched an online drama with Zhou Huiru, and then hugged her until she fell asleep, and Xue Wushu got up and walked to the balcony. A wine jug in one hand, a jade card in the other, and his eyes are psychedelic and incomprehensible.

A little bit of mana was transported, and it actually entered the jade plate unimpeded, and the inexplicable lines on it actually seemed to be alive, emitting a faint light, appearing in the eight feet of air on the jade plate, combined into a strange symbol......

(End of chapter)