Nanyang called Sun Xuxue to buy some fruit. He came in a hurry just now, thinking about seeing Liu Zhen, but didn't mention anything in his hand. She didn't know whether Jiang Banxia was still there when she went back, and she didn't want to see her, so she walked slowly when she went to the supermarket.
Sun Xuxue gave Nanyang a mask, fearing that she would be recognized.
Nanyang looked at the considerate Sun Xuxue with a little doubt in his eyes. Will Xu Xue also…
Sun Xuxue noticed that Nan Yang was looking at herself with a suspicious look. She shuddered and folded her arms: "Old, ancestor, you... why are you looking at me like that?"
"You—" Nanyang dragged the end, sounding a little ambiguous.
Sun Xuxue's eyes widened: "What are you doing, ancestor? Are you, do you have a fever? Don't look at me like that, I'm scared!"
Nanyang retracted his gaze and hummed in relief. Or Xu Xue is more obedient, the successor should be like this, the favor of her will only show fear and fear.
Sun Xuxue was silent for a while tremblingly, and when she spoke again, she cried:
"Ancestor, you... are you trying to cheat?"
Nanyang was stunned, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"If you want to cheat, I'll help you find other beautiful young ladies, you, you, you, don't look for me, I'm afraid, if Grandpa finds out, he will break my leg!" Sun Xuxue wanted to cry without tears.
"Silence." Nanyang said coldly.
"But… "
"Silence."
Sun Xuxue slumped his head.
How could the ancestors like her? She is also a shou eh, what can two shou do together? Can you bear the flowers
Fortunately, Nanyang didn't have the supernatural powers to read minds, otherwise she knew that Sun Xuxue's mind was full of strange things, and her face must be greener than the Wangzai's milk in her hand.
Nanyang bought a lot of things, ranging from expensive bird's nests to small sachima, apples, pears, walnut dew, sauce duck, and yogurt, which Liu Zhen likes to eat, in three large bags. She carried two by herself and gave Sun Xuxue the lightest bag.
Sun Xuxue wanted to carry it all over, but Nanyang didn't think that she really let go. She sat on the ground with three heavy bags caught off guard. Nanyang didn't even look at her, just frowned and picked up all the food that fell on the ground, and whispered:
"The strawberries are all smashed."
strawberry? ?
Does she not care if her ass is broken
Sun Xuxue thought angrily, no matter how much the ancestor begged her, she would not be her mistress! Too much!
In the end, Nan Yang carried the two heaviest bags, while Sun Xuxue shakily carried the lightest bag, and the two slowly swayed back one after the other.
Jiang Banxia is no longer there. Nanyang took a serious shot just now. She should go to the doctor for treatment. What Nanyang wants is this effect, let her stop and stop well, otherwise people will always like to do some nonsense in their spare time.
She did not tell Liu Zhen what Jiang Banxia had done. Liu Zhen didn't have much time left, and she didn't want him to feel guilty for not finding a good successor for him in his last moments.
"Ancestor, have you seen Banxia?" Liu Zhen's eyes were bloodshot, "what do you think?"
Nanyang took a bite of the sweet and greasy banana in his hand, noncommittal: "Azhen, don't worry about these things. In fact, I only have another sixty or seventy years to live, and Xuxue alone is enough to help."
Liu Zhen could hear what Nan Yang meant, and he was inevitably disappointed.
"I'm sorry, did I not teach her well..."
"I don't blame you." Nanyang still had a banana in his mouth, so he picked up Wang Zai next to him and took a sip.
"Ancestor, don't you like her?" Sun Xuxue carefully peeled apples while sitting on a small stool beside her, her eyes fixed on the apple peel that was spun down in her hands, "I have seen Sister Banxia, she is very nice, especially She cares about you very much. As soon as she sees me, she pulls me to ask you this and that. I think she knows how to take care of you better than me. "
Nanyang didn't speak, and took another sip of Wangzai.
"Also, elder sister Banxia is so pretty. Mixed-breeds are so pretty, with grey eyes, so they look good." Sun Xuxue laughed, "I think she and Zhuzhu are a bit like, they are both very beautiful girls. Ancestor, if you like Zhuzhu so much, you should also like Sister Banxia very much."
"I like Qinghuan, not because of her face." Nanyang said lightly.
Sun Xuxue immediately raised her head and looked at Nanyang with suspicious eyes.
"..." Nan Yang's heart froze when she stared at him, his brows wrinkled, and he coughed dryly, "The face is only a small part of the reason."
She suddenly remembered the first time she slept with Qinghuan.
Qing Huan was still having a fever at that time, her face was burning red, and she looked more and more charming. She didn't want to hand herself over to Qinghuan on the hospital bed, but she looked at herself with those ruddy eyes that drew water, the arc on the end of her eyes was like a little fox, and she used a soft voice in her ear Said: Master, take off your clothes. Master, I want you. Master, if you can't stand it, bite me.
She didn't bite her in the end, but that time, she was made to cry by Qing Huan.
Qing Huan kept whispering in her ear, Master, cry a little louder. Master, I like to see you cry.
With her eyelashes hanging down, that gentle and sly charming face made her last sense of reason fall into the abyss.
"Ancestor, what do you think?"
Sun Xuxue looked strangely at Nanyang whose ears suddenly turned red.
"..." Nanyang came back to his senses and didn't answer, just lowered his head and ate the banana. She raised her hand and brushed the hair around her ear, and under the cover of her movement, she quietly pinched her hot ear.
"Here, the apples are peeled." Sun Xuxue handed the peeled apples to Nanyang.
Liu Zhen looked at the apple and smiled: "I still remember when I was young, my ancestor cut an apple for me. Xu Xue, you should never have seen my ancestor cut an apple, right?"
"No." Sun Xuxue's eyes lit up with curiosity.
"An apple this big," Liu Zhen gestured, and compared it to the size of a small pineapple. "She cut it down to such a big core." With her fingers shrunk, it circled a pitiful tape the size of a tape. .
"Hahahahaha..." Sun Xuxue couldn't help laughing.
"I watched her cut the peel and pulp into the trash can, leaving the core, but I still gnawed the core. At that time, Zhong Li was eighteen years old, and he saw the old ancestor. Peeling apples for me, scolded me." Liu Zhen smiled slyly, "I know, he is jealous of me, because the ancestors never peeled apples for him."
"Wow, I really want to eat the apple core cut by my ancestor." Sun Xuxue looked at Nanyang with a smile.
"I can cut it for you now."
Nanyang glanced at her indifferently, and slowly touched the BM47 butterfly blade attached to his belt.
Sun Xuxue's face changed greatly, and he waved his hand: "Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't want to eat, I won't eat!"
Nanyang frowned, "What are you afraid of?"
She wasn't threatening her again, she could indeed cut one.
"No, no, no, I, I, I'm afraid..." Sun Xuxue was about to cry, "Old Ancestor, I beg you, don't scare me all the time, my heart is not good, I'm afraid I really have to leave after being scared by you a few times. ahead of you."
Sun Guohui told her that Nanyang used to have a sword called Luoshuang. But for various reasons, that long sword was no longer suitable for following her. She now carries a BM47 butterfly blade with her all year round. The butterfly blade is not long when folded, so it is easy to hide on the body, and the length will double after being thrown away, which is very suitable for self-defense. This BM47 was found for her by Sun Guohui. BenchMade in Oregon made a model 47 blade. It is a heavier one, and the blade is cut like a sharp diamond. Sun Guohui said that Nanyang used this knife to cut everything, including bloody deerskin, rotting bear meat, and stale firewood. If he wiped the blade with toilet paper, it is estimated that the toilet paper could detect tens of thousands of germs.
Sun Guohui repeatedly warned Sun Xuxue that as long as he saw Nanyang start to draw a knife, it would be right to beg for mercy, regardless of the cause and effect. Because whether she wants to kill with a knife or cut fruit with a knife, the consequences will be fatal.
"I really don't have such a blessing, don't bother you, I cut it myself, I cut it myself."
Sun Xuxue hurriedly ran back to his small stool, for fear that Nanyang would actually take out the knife by accident.
Liu Zhen looked a little helpless at Sun Xuxue huddled in the corner, then looked at Nanyang with a smile, "Are you tired? Why don't you go back to Mei's house to rest first."
"Not tired. I'm with you."
Nanyang threw the apple core into the trash can, sat on the stool and took out his Kindle to read.
She is not a chatty person, Liu Zhen knows this, so he will not force her to talk. They stayed in one place quietly. Liu Zhen looked at her phone and Nanyang read. Although there was no communication, he knew that this was how she expressed her concern. As long as she sits by his side, she will not be alone in the last part of her journey.
Nanyang has always been like this, indifferent to outsiders like a piece of ice, but she always has a kind of concern for her own disciples. At the beginning, everyone thought that the person they were following was a piece of snow blown from ancient times, which was unreal and could not be grasped, so they did not covet or look forward to it. But as long as they really follow Nanyang, they will draw many tiny cares from her, such as a bunch of candied haws, such as an apple that has been cut by themselves, and they will find that while they are taking care of Nanyang, He is also being properly taken care of by Nanyang. So after so many generations, none of the three sects died prematurely. Of course inheritance is important, and more importantly, Nanyang is worthy of their following.
Liu Zhen knew that although Nanyang didn't say anything, he was still thinking about them. It was as if, when she heard the news that she was critically ill, she would immediately drop everything at hand and rush to his side.
She cares about every one of her disciples.
However, over the past three thousand years, how many disciples has she personally sent away like this
She watched them follow her from childhood jerky, and then watched them slowly grow old. She sat in front of the hospital bed for life and death again and again, saying again and again, don't be afraid, I'm with you. I will accompany you to the end of this journey.
She keeps sending away the people she cares about.
Whether it is the reincarnated Qing Huan, or the disciple who follows her. She said goodbye countless times. From the day she chose the forbidden technique, she knew clearly that her destiny was to say goodbye.
Liu Zhen's only regret is that he no longer has time to wait for the day when Nanyang finally doesn't have to say goodbye.