Nalan Chu Chu swallowed the old ginseng beard, his face gradually became ruddy, and he looked in good spirits, Nalan was surprised and delighted with victory: "Dad, are you okay?"

Zhang Quyi knew that this was just the medicinal effect of the old ginseng beard, and once the medicinal properties passed, Nalan would still die in the eighth year of the first month.

Nalan Chuba sat up with the support of his son, and said with a smile: "I can see Zhang Shao again before I die, it seems that my luck is not bad, thank you Zhang Shao for saving and winning." ”

"Eighth Master, you're welcome!" Zhang Qu said slowly.

Nalan Desheng changed his face and said hurriedly: "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about, you won't die, isn't it good now!"

Nalan Chuba stretched out his hand and touched his son's head, and sighed lightly: "Victory, your father and I should have died early, but your mother left earlier, I really don't worry about you living alone in this world." Fortunately, I met that master back then, and let me live for twenty-three more years, and I am quite satisfied to be able to accompany you to grow up. ”

Zhang Quyi's heart moved, when he first saw Nalan Chuba, he saw that Nalan Chuba was a person who died early, but he lived to be forty or fifty years old, and he became a prominent brother on the road. At that time, Zhang Quyi suspected that there was a physiognomy master who changed his life for Nalan Chuba, but now it seems that he did not guess wrong.

Nalan Chuba said again: "I, Nalan Chuba, should have died at the age of twenty-eight, but now I have one in fifty, and I have lived for twenty-three more years.

Moreover, what ordinary people can't enjoy in this life, I have enjoyed it in the eighth year of Nalan junior high school, and my son has grown up safely and healthily, and can survive and gain a foothold in this society. I have no regrets in this life, and I can go down to see your mother with peace of mind!"

"Dad, don't say it, don't say it again!" Nalan was already crying silently, and tears trickled down.

Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, it's just that it's not time to be sad!

Nalan Chuba gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his son's eyes, his kind eyes were mixed with love and affection, and sighed lightly: "Idiot, don't cry and cry, I taught you to be strong since I was a child, and you didn't disappoint your father, you were self-reliant at a young age, I never needed to worry about it, and I was admitted to the highest university in the country, which is the proudest thing in my Nalan Chuba's life." ”

Nalan said with tears in his eyes: "Dad, familiar people call you the eighth master and respect you, but the unfamiliar ones scold you for the underworld and are afraid of you." But I know that you are actually very kind in your heart, and God has seen how many good deeds you have done under a pseudonym and how many people you have saved over the years. Dad, my son is most proud of having you as a father in this life, if there is an afterlife, I will still be your son!"

Zhang Quyi was a little surprised, it turned out that Nalan Chuba had secretly done a lot of good deeds, no wonder he could live a few more years, but the tear-jerking parting of life and death in front of him was really embarrassing, so he walked slowly.

After a while, Nalan Desheng stood up and wiped his tears, walked to Zhang Qu's side, and said with red eyes: "Third child, my dad has something to tell you!"

Zhang Quyi snorted, turned around and squatted down next to Nalan Chuba: "Eighth Master, if there is anything you ask, I will definitely complete it for you!"

The red light on Nalan Chuba's face was dissipating, and he smiled: "Zhang Shao is really a fairy, I can't hide anything from you, I do have something to ask Zhang Shao!"

"You say!" Zhang said, nodding.

Nalan Chuba took a deep breath and said with a look of remembrance: "When Victory was still in infancy, his mother died in a car accident, and I myself was very sick.

But listening to the heart-rending cry of the child, I really can't bear it, those days are really dark and unbearable. Later, I met a master who changed my life for me, and I was destined to die early for 20 years more than 20 years, and since then I have reached the peak of my life. ”

Zhang Quyi listened quietly and did not interject!

Nalan Chuba nodded secretly, Zhang Shao was really a very human being, and he was not surprised at all when he heard such a ridiculous thing as changing his life against the sky, but after thinking about it, Zhang Quyi himself was also a clever physiognomy master, and it was normal not to be shocked.

"The person who changed my life for me is called Chen Zhengdao, and he looks very similar to Han Feng, I have always doubted their relationship, but Han Feng is not surnamed Chen!"

Zhang went to the slight shock and blurted out: "Chen Zhengdao?"

"Yes, do you know Zhang Shao?" asked Nalan Chuba curiously.

Zhang Quyi sighed lightly and nodded: "Han Feng follows his mother's surname, in fact, his father's surname is Chen, and his name is Chen Zhengdao." And Chen Zhengdao has another name called Chen Zhengfeng, after the Chen family in Mai. ”

Nalan Chuba muttered, "No wonder...... No wonder they look so similar, their skills are so profound, Mai Chen's family, Mai's appearance!"

Zhang Quyi secretly thought, the appearance of the gods is not enough, but Chen Zhengdao can change his life against the sky, it can be seen that the physiognomy attainments are very high, far above his junior brother Chen Xuanfeng, I am afraid that he is not as good. It's just that this guy first ordered Chu Jianghai with a feng shui treasure point, and then changed his life for Nalan Chuba, what kind of plane did he do, and where did he run now?

If it is said that in order to avoid the crazy woman Luo Ziying who pestered him, it is really a bit unreasonable, Chen Zhengdao's physiognomy is so profound, and his strength is definitely not weak, he should not be afraid of Luo Ziying's crazy woman, why did he leave his wife and children alone and run away by himself?

"Eighth Master, do you know where Chen Zhengdao went?" Zhang Quyi asked.

Nalan Chuba shook his head and said: "Chen Daochang is ethereal, how could I know that it was because of the thing at hand that I was fortunate to let Chen Daochang change his life against the sky." ”

Zhang Quyi's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

""Push Back Map"!" Nalan Chuba's voice was much quieter, obviously running out of oil and running out of lights.

Zhang Quyi hurriedly pressed his palm on Nalan Chuba's chest, and slowly lost a stream of spiritual power into it, the latter's spirit suddenly lifted a little, and he sped up his speech and said: "My family was originally a Manchu dynasty with a yellow flag, and Nalan was a descendant of Nalan Xingde, and the "Push Back Map" is a family heirloom. ”

Zhang Quyi remembered that Nalan Desheng did say very coquettishly that his family was the descendant of Nalan Xingde, and he thought that this thing was bragging at the time, but it turned out to be true.

I heard my father say that my grandfather was crazy when he often watched "Push Back", so this "Push Back Picture" has been stored in the box at home, and I dare not take it out to watch. Chen Daochang didn't know how to find out that my family had a "Tui Bei Tu", and he came to me to ask for it as a reward, and he changed his life for me!"

Zhang Quyi raised his eyebrows, so it seems that the "Push Back Picture" of the eight families of Nalan Chu is indeed true.

At this time, Nalan Chuba continued: "Yesterday I saw a leaflet from the California Museum, and there was a "Tui Bei Tu" in the exhibits, and I rushed to see it that day, and the style of the "Tui Bei Tu" was the same as the one in my family heirloom, but the content on it was blocked, and there was no way to see it!"

Zhang Qu's eyes flashed: "What does the eighth master mean?"

Nalan Chuba nodded and said: "Although I, Nalan Chuba, have engaged in the antique black market, I have never disdained to do such a thing as selling cultural relics abroad. "Tui Bei Tu" is a cultural treasure of my China, and how can it fall into the hands of Yi people, so no matter whether the "Tui Bei Tu" in the California Museum is true or not, I hope Zhang Shao can get it back!"

Zhang Quyi couldn't help but be in awe, he thought that Nalan was going to entrust himself before he died, it was nothing more than to take care of Nalan's victory, but he didn't expect to let himself take back the "Push Forward Map", nodded and said: "Eighth Master rest assured, he will live up to his trust, but when the things are in hand, I will not donate them back to the Forbidden City Museum or something!"

Nalan Chuba laughed and said: "Donate a fart, those officials are just using cultural relics as props to collect tickets, I don't know how many good things are damaged because of poor storage every year, Zhang Shao got the "Tui Bei Tu" and studied it himself, as long as it doesn't fall into the hands of foreigners." ”

In his opinion, instead of handing over cultural relics to official warehouses, cultural relics should be transferred to private collectors, which can be better cherished and preserved.

"Zhang Shao, that's all I have to say, it's time to say goodbye, if it's convenient in the future, I will bother you to take care of one or two if you win!" The light in Nalan Chuba's eyes dimmed again, after all, it was the father and son who were connected, and finally begged Zhang to take care of his son.

Zhang Qu nodded and said, "Eighth master, don't worry, I treat the fourth brother as a brother!"

"Thank you!" Nalan Chuhachi said gratefully.

Zhang went to turn around and walked away, leaving the last time to Nalan and the two fathers and sons to say goodbye, life is alive, father and son, it is not easy!

Five minutes later, Nalan Desheng walked out of the building with the body of Nalan Chuba, and Zhang Quyi had already disposed of all the corpses of the Japanese people in the courtyard.

Nalan Desheng put his father's body on a clean open space, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, and said with red eyes: "Third child, I'm tired of you!"

Zhang Quyi released the magic fire and burned Nalan Chuba to ashes, and Nalan Desheng carefully collected the ashes and wrapped them in clothes.

"Fourth, what are your plans next?" asked Zhang Quyi.

Nalan Desheng looked at the night sky blankly and said, "First send my father's ashes back to China to be buried with my mother, and then make plans for the rest of the matter!"

Zhang Qu nodded and said, "There is really nowhere to go, you can go to the new city of northern Myanmar, and Boss Qin is also in the new city now." In addition, I will say hello to the high-level officials of Huaguo and remove your wanted warrant. Oh, by the way, Gong Xiaoai asked me to bring you a message, she said she was still waiting for you!"

Nalan Desheng trembled slightly, lowered his head suddenly, his dim eyes regained their brilliance, and his life seemed to have found a purpose again, gratefully: "Third child, thank you, I will return to China as soon as I finish dealing with this matter!"

"Brothers, thank you!" Zhang said with a smile.