This also ignited the excitement and excitement of the parishioners, and the audience resounded like a tidal wave of applause, shouting "Long live the young master, long live the god of light." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Some of the old people who believed in the faith were all lying on the ground, and they were moved to tears by the arrival of the god of light. All the Gaochang people have an almost crazy worship for Nangong Yu. Nangong Yu lit the copper tripods were instructed by Kan Changlong in advance, intended to set off the atmosphere, those copper tripods were filled with fire oil and combustibles, and a little spark could burn to the sky.

Nangong Yu knew that he was not the "God of Light", but he could only continue to perform, standing there and accepting the cheers and worship of the people. The cheers lasted for a quarter of an hour, and Nangong Yu said goodbye to everyone, turned around and entered the hamburger, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He saw Ouyang Shan kneeling there quietly just now, without cheering or looking at him, quietly like an ice stone, as if he was in two worlds with the fiery crowd around him. Just as he was thinking about it, Kan Changlong happily followed in, and laughed: "The young master is mighty, and a few words have ignited the fighting spirit that I have not had in Gaochang for ten years, and it will be more prosperous in the long run." Nangong Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

At this time, Ouyang Ye, Zhang Miao, Ha Dahan, Zhu Sheng, and Ouyang Shan also followed. Ouyang Shan wanted to go back to rest, but was stopped by Ouyang Ye and sat down together, but his eyes didn't look at Nangong Yu from beginning to end.

Kan Changlong said: "The plan of our subordinates is like this, we plan to set up a high platform in the center of the city, and seven days later, the young master will 'soothe' the people on the high platform. At that time, merchants from all over the country had already returned to do business, and let them spread the prestige of the young master abroad. In the past few days, we will carry the young master out of the street from time to time, you just need to sit and show a few hands to play with fire. Seven days later, the young master can return to Middle-earth at any time, and then we will say that the young master has become an immortal and ascended by the dragon, and no one will not believe it, but will only be more in awe of our teaching. ”

Qi Nangong Yu did not like this kind of empty and high-profile things, but Kan Changlong worked hard, only to carry forward and strengthen the Xiaoming Sect, this is also the cause of the ancestors, since you help it, help it to the end, anyway, seven days is not difficult, let yourself be what you want, so she asked: "What is the Fu Li?" Zhang Xiao explained: "It is to touch the top of the people's heads, and it is a great honor to be crowned by the divine hand of Allah, and I believe that the grand occasion of that day will be unprecedented." Nangong Yu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Immediately, there was a feast in the hamburger, and Kan Changlong was in a good mood and fought with Hadahan. Ouyang Ye and Zhu Shu finally released their suspicions and ate a glass of "Hetou wine". In addition to their table, some leaders of the Xiao Ming Sect were also invited to participate, and each of them was proud to be able to toast Nangong Yu with a glass of wine. Nangong Yu's amount of alcohol was originally average, but strangely he ate more than a hundred glasses, but he didn't even feel it at all, and he didn't have any alcohol when he spoke, and he was burned clean by the dragon fire in his body. At this time, Ouyang Ye smiled and brought Ouyang Shan to toast, Ouyang Ye toasted first, and said: "Shan'er, it's time for you to toast, anyway, you will drink alone again in the near future, it feels good to familiarize yourself first." ”

He thought that his daughter would blush and be ashamed, and then shyly toasted her future husband, but Ouyang Shan suddenly stared at him and said, "Dad, what do you mean?" Ouyang Ye said: "I... What else can I mean, don't you eat a glass of wine when you get married?" Ouyang Shan said word for word: "Who said I want to remarry, don't forget that I am a widow now!"

The audience quieted down when they heard the voice, and when they looked here, Ouyang Ye blushed, felt faceless, and said angrily at his daughter's back: "You come back for me!" Ouyang Shan didn't stop at all, and left quickly. Nangong Yu said: "I'll take a look." As he spoke, he chased after him. Kan Changlong said roundly: "It's okay, it's okay, the little lover is talking, it's normal, drink it." ”

Nangong Yu caught up with Ouyang Shan in the small courtyard and said, "Miss, stay here." Ouyang Shan turned around, glanced at him lightly, and said with a slight salute: "Young master, let's call me Madame." Nangong Yu was like a fish in his throat, and this sentence alone established the bottom line of this conversation, he still nodded and said, "Yes, madam, can you take a step to speak." Ouyang Shan nodded, and the two sat down by the well in the courtyard, Nangong Yu suddenly didn't know what to say, he really wanted to ask her why she was suddenly so cold to him, and he also wanted to ask if what she said in front of the Zhu Injury Cottage was still counted, and even more wanted to ask her if she liked herself, but now he couldn't ask a word. She called herself "Madame" just now, but she still regarded herself as Wang De's wife, she couldn't say a word, and the scene was silent for a while.

Ouyang Shan said: "Does the young master have nothing to say?" Nangong Yu said: "I... I haven't seen Guoguo for a few days, is she okay?" Ouyang Shan said: "It's good, I hired a gentleman for her, and I teach her to read and write every day." Nangong Yu said: "I can also teach her." Ouyang Shan paused and said, "The young master is busy, so he doesn't dare to bother the young master." I asked her for a long-term gentleman who could teach her as an adult. Nangong Yu suddenly had an impulse to ask her if she would like to go with her, and she could also teach Guoguo to read as an adult. But after looking at her flat eyes and tone, he suppressed his impulse, knowing that if he didn't know what she was thinking, this atmosphere would never improve, and this was obviously not the place for a long conversation, and said: "The fried rice cakes that Madame took me to eat last time were very good, I don't know if Madame is free tonight, I want to invite you back." ”

Ouyang Shan also remembered the pleasant conversation that night, her lips moved, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, I won't go." Anyway, the young master also knows the place, so he doesn't need me to accompany him anymore. Nangong Yu sighed secretly. Ouyang Shan said: "If there is nothing else, the slave family will retire first." Nangong Yu nodded gloomily and said, "Yes, Madame, go slowly." ”

After he returned to the house, he thought about it for a long time, when he was injured by He Tongguang and just burned by the fire, Ouyang Shan's momentary emotional outburst was absolutely sincere, indicating that she cared about herself. But when everything calmed down, she also became as indifferent as water, even colder than when she first met her, why is this? Her martial arts recovered, her internal injuries healed, and the emotions of the soldiers and civilians in the city were aroused, shouldn't she be happy? Nangong Yu couldn't figure it out, although the Fire Dragon Ball gave him a lot of things, he felt extremely lost in his heart, and only then did he understand how important Ouyang Shan was to him.

In the next few days, Ouyang Shan didn't show up much, and even if they met, they just nodded and didn't have a chance to talk deeply. Ouyang Ye also talked to her a few times, but every time he broke up. Nangong Yu was carried around the city almost every day, and was surrounded and worshiped by enthusiastic believers every day. Kan Changlong had already released the news in advance, saying that Nangong Yu was practicing immortal arts, and it was expected that he would become an immortal in a few days and rank in the immortal class. When the people heard that he could only stay in the world for a few more days, they rushed to see his true face, hoping to receive his blessing.

Some people hoped that Nangong Yu would pass on the dragon fire, so they took sandalwood to get the fire. Nangong Yu took the sandalwood, lit it with one finger and gave it back to them. Some wanted to dedicate their daughters to Nangong Yu to borrow seeds, hoping to leave the descendants of the God of Light, but Nangong Yu naturally refused politely. Some people even wanted to commit suicide and accompany the funeral, and followed Nangong Yu to the sky to lead the horse and fall into the stirrups. Nangong Yu couldn't cry or laugh, afraid that they would kill someone, and repeatedly explained that he had ascended to heaven, not a death, and he didn't need to be buried, even if he died, it was useless, so the people gave up.

In addition to parading the streets, he also discussed the development plan for the next ten years with Kan Changlong and Zhang Miao, and Kan Changlong came up with many proposals to ask Nangong Yu to make a decision and analyze the pros and cons of the proposals together. Although Nangong Yu was serious and thoughtful, although he had never participated in the operation of Gaochang and Xiaomingjiao, he was well-informed, and his opinions were both practical and creative, and Kan and Zhang respected him even more. In addition, he also has to entertain greetings from all directions, and there are more than a dozen waves of foreign business travelers every day, who are the cornerstone of Gaochang's prosperity, even if he is helpless, he must make enough scenes.