Chapter 306

It's only because of nature. There are too many hardships that have befallen Zhao Changyuan over the years. There are parents, but it's hard to accept them. I have children, but I can't love them deeply. There is a lovely wife at home...... But eventually it was separated by Yin and Yang. No one can stand such devastation.

Thinking of this, the tiger drooped his head and sighed.

"Silly boy, I sigh at a young age, just like an old man." The evil little voice suddenly sounded in his ear. Although it was very light, it also frightened him.

"Oh, second young master, why didn't you come down? Wow, you scared me!" He complained in a muffled voice.

Evil little couldn't help laughing: "you little coward, why aren't you afraid when you were here alone?"

The tiger calmed down and said, "if you say you're not afraid at all, it's bragging. But when I think of what my young grandmother looked like before she died, I'm not very afraid. "

As soon as the voice fell, he found a strange smile on the evil young man's face.

He asked, "second young master, what are you laughing at?"

Evil little pointed to the solitary grave in the distance and asked, "didn't you think that maybe it's not your little grandmother buried under your head?"

"Ah? What do you mean? "

"I'm not sure, but I didn't see it with my own eyes. I'm still willing to hold a glimmer of hope. Not only do I think so, but even my mother has the idea. "

After hearing this, Huzi shook his head and said somewhat discouraged, "but everyone said that if the young grandmother was still alive, she would have come back long ago. She's not willing to give up, young master...... The young master is like this“

At this point, both of them looked at the sculpture like back. The future and youth of that person seem to stop here and now. Like the people buried in the ground and the fallen leaves, there is no possibility of rebirth.

He stopped talking, sat on a tree and looked up at the sky. The sun shines through the branches and leaves on his neck and shoulders, his eyes and skin, but he can't feel the warmth at all.

He is like this, not to mention Zhao Changyuan?

Somehow, a cool voice sounded in my heart. That was what Pan Zhuqing once said in the past - "good people have good returns? Oh, just listen to that“

He smiled bitterly, squinted and murmured to the sky: "even so, I still choose to believe you. You are asleep and confused, but you will always wake up. "

Time passed minute by minute. Unconsciously, it was evening.

"Why are you here“ Even if he Yong's footsteps were as light as a feather, he was still detected by evil Shao in time.

Little tiger looked back. He didn't know when there was another person behind him. He saluted slightly and said, "general he“

Evil little leaned against the tree trunk and seemed to answer carelessly, "it's all right. I can't go wrong if I look at it“

He Yong nodded and said to the evil boy, "I'll come and have a look. His parents are worried if I don't go back for so long“

Don't nod.

He Yong asked again, "did you say anything“

Evil Shao shook his head and said, "I don't think so“ The best internal mental skill of Mingjiao is the bad habit. It can be said that you can see far and hear far. If he says no, he really doesn't.

He Yong stood up, facing Zhao Changyuan's direction, and said to evil Shao, "let's go and accompany him. Don't let him sit there alone“

Evil little nodded and felt that such consumption would not solve the problem. He got up and followed He Yong in the direction of Zhao Changyuan.

Zhao Changyuan never heard anything. Looking from behind, only his shoulders undulating with his breath showed that he was still a living creature. Evil young even once doubted whether he had sealed the acupoints by himself.

It was not until the two of them crossed his back, squatted in front of the tomb and burned paper money. Evil Shao raised his eyelids and inadvertently found that Zhao Changyuan was looking at them. His expression was numb and his eyes were empty, but he also stared at his hair.

The evil boy continued to burn the paper money and whispered, "you're stupid. We worship us“

Although the evil boy was still very calm, He Yong was really nervous. He was afraid that Zhao Changyuan would be over stimulated and killed him and the evil boy on the spot as a sacrifice. Zhao Changyuan is a wonderful flower. He is usually gentle and can do everything at a critical time.

He couldn't help glancing at Zhao Changyuan's expression, and He Yong was a little relieved. Bowing and bowing to the tombstone.

But he forgot that there was an unpredictable wonderful flower around him - Pan heshao.

”It's boring. People live for just a few decades, but they die for so long“

He Yong was scared half to death by this sentence that came out suddenly. He turned his head and stared at him, lowered his voice and shouted, "what are you talking about“ The implication is that at this time, don't mention the exciting little white face of which pot doesn't open, okay?

But evil Shao didn't take his warning seriously. He turned to him and asked solemnly, "Hey, if Gong Yueyue was really looking at us, what would she say to us“

”I said, second master, can you stop talking“ Even with Yu Guang, He Yong could feel Zhao Changyuan's stiff body shaking slightly.

The evil young completely ignored each other's tension and still asked loudly, "will she say that you big men left me a woman below and won't come down to accompany me?"

He Yong wanted to put the paper money in his hand in the evil young man's mouth: "shut up!"

"I will still say, evil boy, don't provoke my husband if you have nothing to do..." At this point, the joking expression on the evil young man's face gradually faded, a layer of sad emotion floated, and a mist appeared at the bottom of his eyes“ Also, treat ruotong well. Or I'll take care of you. "

He Yong stopped talking. He seemed to understand the intention of evil Shao. Turning his head to Zhao Changyuan, he found that he was also looking at evil Shao.

The evil young man forced out a bitter smile from the corners of his mouth and continued to say in imitation of Gong Yueyue: "maybe he Yong, I entrusted my husband to you. Hello, take care of me. Or maybe she'll say... "

Speaking of this, he turned to Zhao Changyuan, held back the choking in his throat, and slowly said, "my husband, live well, raise our children and take good care of our parents."

Zhao Changyuan's pale, wooden face finally flashed a touch, and his dry eyes also burst into turbid tears.

The evil boy struck while the iron was hot and solemnly added: "you like to live and die, but have you ever thought that this selfish love is really what she wants?"

Seeing this, He Yong immediately expressed his support: "general, you are right. We all know how painful you are. But, general, you are not afraid of death. Are you afraid of living well for your wife? She wants you to live! "

After a long silence, Zhao Changyuan closed his eyes and seemed to isolate himself from the world again.

Evil Shao got up, patted the haze on his body, looked at Zhao Changyuan with complex eyes, and walked away. Before leaving, I didn't forget to drag away He Yong who stood in place.

"Really?" He Yong followed, worried.

The evil boy didn't stop, but said in a low voice, "he won't be able to do anything for a while. We have more important things to do."

Recalling this, He Yong stopped and pulled his thoughts back to reality. The expression is a little hesitant, it seems that some words are difficult to say.

Gong Yueyue held his arms and raised his head. At this time, it was pear blossom with rain and tears on his face. She blamed her ill fated life for causing such great pain to her beloved. But she is also glad that she can have such a friendship with He Yong.

She looked at He Yong and thanked him sincerely: "it's really difficult for you. You really live up to your trust." She still remembers what she told he Yong when she separated from Zhao Changyuan in the desert. It seems that there is God's will.

He Yong smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "with my love for the general, these are nothing at all. It's the evil boy“

At this point, he took a deep breath and slowly spit out, "he has done everything he can and can't do“

Gong Yue calmed down and motioned him to go on. He pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and then came slowly again.

"Then the evil young man took me directly to Yuchi store. I just realized what he meant by important things. "

Time and space seem to return to the desert boundary two years ago. He Yong stood next to the evil young man and looked at the sign of "Yuchi store" in front of him“ What did you bring me here for? "

At this time, the evil young man also stared at the big sign, like muttering to himself, or asking him, "do you think what the big white goose should do for the first thing?"

He yonglue thought and soon came to the answer: "revenge! Find angyue's hoof“

Before the voice fell to the ground, evil young took the lead in stepping across the door.

Since Gong Yueyue's accident, this century old store has been completely controlled by the military as a place to detain the evil men of the Ming religion. Angyue was naturally detained here.

Now all the shopkeepers, runners and cleaners have withdrawn from the Inn and replaced them with soldiers in the army.

When the sergeant on duty saw the evil young man and He Yong coming in, he hurried forward to salute.

Evil Shao raised his hand and avoided his courtesy. Then he asked, "where's the moon?"

"It's in the T-room on the second floor."

"After listening, I nodded slightly, and He Yong walked up the stairs quickly.

The next evening, Zhao Changyuan, dressed in plain clothes, also appeared outside the Yuchi store.

”Young master, think twice“ Tian Hai followed him all the way and tried hard to persuade him.

”Smelly boy, can't you listen to me? Killing her is a small thing, but it will ruin your reputation“ Along with six aunts.

Zhao Changyuan never said a word. There was no expression on his face that could show what he was thinking at the moment. There was no anger or hatred between his eyes. The whole person is faint, just like the coarse cloth and white clothes he is wearing. There is no color, no joy, anger, sadness, and what is called "soul".