Nangong Yu nodded and said: "There are two people in the valley, and they need a lot of white paper and filial piety clothes, senior brother go to the valley to buy some, and I will prepare a coffin for my sister-in-law." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Nangong Yu hesitated and said: "I'll do the coffin thing, I want to see Jingya again." Nangong Yu squatted beside him and said, "Senior brother, just listen to me, I promise that you will see your sister-in-law again." Pang Mingyang didn't understand why he was so insistent, but he also agreed: "Okay, don't seal the coffin, I'll go and go back quickly." After saying that, he took some money from the house, and went out of the valley to buy it. After he left, Nangong Yu returned to the house and touched Yu Jingya's pulse, which was lifeless. He let out a sigh and got up and closed the door.

Two days later, Pang Mingyang carried a big bag on his back and walked back full of alcohol. He carried a jar of burning knives in his hand, threw the bag on the deck, and walked straight to the house, just as he met Nangong Yu who was walking towards him, and said, "Senior brother is back?" Pang Mingyang staggered on the deck with seven points of drunkenness, and said, "I'll go see the coffin." Nangong Yu shook his head and said, "There is no coffin." Pang Mingyang's drunken eyes flickered on him, and he wondered: "You didn't make a coffin?" Nangong Yu said: "No." Pang Mingyang said angrily: "Then what did you do?" Nangong Yu smiled: "Another chance." Pang Mingyang's eyes widened and said, "What did you say?"

At this moment, Pang Mingyang was suddenly stunned, he heard a gentle singing sound from the room, and his whole body froze there, because the sound seemed to be made by Yu Jingya. In disbelief, he moved towards the door step by step, and slowly pushed the door open. With a "snap", the wine jar shattered to the ground.

I saw Yu Jingya sitting there alive, still wearing the clothes she wore before she died, coaxing the baby with a red belly who was awakened by the sound of shattering, Yu Jingya said to him angrily: "Why are you still eating wine?" Pang Mingyang opened his mouth wide, looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, and said: "I... Am I in a dream?" Nangong Yu gently pushed him into the room and said with a smile: "It's not a dream, it's a second chance." As he spoke, he closed the door for them, and then he heard Pang Mingyang's cry of joy.

Pang Mingyang didn't notice that Nangong Yu had an extra strand of white hair on her forehead, and in order to save Yu Jingya, he lost the fire dragon true qi for her for a day and a night. The cause of Yu Jingya's death was just that the lamp ran out, she lost too much blood, and her heart, liver, lungs, etc. were still healthy, and the "Fire Dragon True Qi" was the pure and yang life qi, which forcibly pulled her back from the ghost gate. Nangong Yu also paid a huge price for this, when Yu Jingya started breathing again, he was so tired that he almost collapsed, if he persevered, he would be the one who ran out of oil and died. The color of the yellow dragon on his chest had dimmed, not only was a strand of hair white, but he had also lost a whole year's strength. But when he heard Pang Mingyang's excited crying and laughter just now, he thought to himself, not to mention that it was just a year's skill, even if all the martial arts were lost in exchange for the reunion of the senior brother's family, it would be worth it.

The next day, Pang Mingyang thanked Nangong Yu for his kindness, and everyone made wreaths together, white flowers and other things to decorate the mourning hall, and the two took turns to guard the spirit. The days seemed to be calm again, but they knew in their hearts that the comfortable days of the previous two years were gone. Yao Guangzi's death made them have no support, and they have no idea what to do, as if they have become children who have lost their relatives. Pang Mingyang named his child Pang Jingshi, and the meaning is self-evident. With this little one, the girls are busier, and it is never easy to take care of three children who are waiting to be fed, and sometimes it is more tiring to take care of children than to do housework. Fortunately, Nangong Guo has grown up and is sensible, no matter how busy Nangong Yu is, she insists on teaching her to read and learn calligraphy, and occasionally asks Wei Yurou to do it for her. Ouyang Shan wanted Nangong Guo to help take care of the child, but Nangong Yu refused, he thought that the child should do what a child should do, and he also planned to start teaching Nangong Guo martial arts next year. Although I don't plan to let her walk the rivers and lakes, I still have to learn some self-defense skills.

Two months passed like this, and on this day, Pang Mingyang found Nangong Yu after returning from the Land Temple, and said: "Senior brother, look, this is a handwritten letter from Shaolin Miaokong, inviting the master to go to Shaolin to discuss the anti-Japanese plan." Also present at the appointment were representatives of more than 100 allied gangs. Nangong Yu said: "Is the time ripe now?Isn't it afraid of scaring the grass and snakes for such a big appointment?" Pang Mingyang said: "The letter said that a Japanese ninja was caught, and some very valuable information was asked. The letter also instructed everyone to keep a low profile, to be sure to keep secrets, and that each faction should only be represented by a maximum of two people. ”

Nangong Yu's heart moved, and said: "Who is the Japanese ninja? Nangong Yu said: "What are the plans of the senior brother?" Pang Mingyang said: "The anti-Japanese alliance is the master's greatest wish, we must try our best to promote this matter, it seems that you and I have to go to Shaolin." Nangong Yu said: "What about the entrusted matter, there are a lot of power of attorneys recently, because we still have two things to do with the master." Pang Mingyang groaned, also thinking, and suddenly glanced at Nangong Yu, thinking of a person.

The two told the girls about going to Shaolin, and Zhu Xinqi was the first to say: "Take me, I will also go to Shaolin to see and understand." Nangong Yu said: "I'm afraid it won't work this time, you have more important tasks." After we leave, the commission in the valley will be entrusted to you. Zhu Xinqi was surprised: "I will carry out the commission alone?" Nangong Yu nodded and said: "Your 'Yunni Sword Technique' has been practiced to the seventh layer, and you are so smart, the general commission is difficult for you, if something big happens, don't take it first, and wait for us to come back." Zhu Xinqi said: "I don't know the bottom of my heart, I'm used to going out with you before, if I let me make up my mind alone... Nangong Yu encouraged her: "Now is a good opportunity to exercise, if you want to become a master, you must learn to act on your own and take charge of yourself." ”

Zhu Xinqi let out a sigh and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try." Nangong Yu said: "Our execution of the commission is aimed at promoting chivalry, eliminating violence and peace, this is the spirit that the master wants us to learn from the commission again and again, and it is also the spirit of my mending heavenly pavilion." Don't try it, do it well. Zhu Xinqi's eyes showed a look of determination, and said, "Understood, don't worry." ”

The next day, the two were ready to go on the road, Pang Mingyang was reluctant to have children, hugged and hugged, and only when he came out of the valley did he hand over Pang Jingshi to Yu Jingya, and told him a thousand times, as if he couldn't bear to be separated.

There was nothing to do all the way, and this day I came to the foot of Shaomuro Mountain. The monk at the foot of the mountain stepped forward and folded his hands and said, "The two donors are here to play in Shaomu Mountain?" Nangong Yu thought to himself that there would be a monk interrogating him as soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, which shows that Shaolin attaches great importance to this 'anti-Japanese conference', so as not to mix in people with bad intentions. Pang Mingyang handed over the handwritten letter of the abbot of Miaokong, and the monk read it and said, "Please go up the mountain." ”

The two of them went up the mountain along the gentle steps, the grass and trees on the mountain were green, the forest and the sea were rippling, and after the wind blew, the mountains and leaves "salsa" sounded, and the artistic conception was far-reaching. As he was walking, he suddenly saw a gray-robed monk running through the woods on a dirt road not far away. The dirt road was bumpy, but the bucket full of water did not drop a drop of water, and it was as smooth as walking on the ground.