Tales of Herding Gods

Chapter 313: father and son

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The light from the eye pattern on the back of Zhen Xingjun's brain is suppressing the woodiness of the man in the tree, continuously suppressing the woodiness of his body, so that his eyes can see things.

The face of the man in the tree is separated from the tree little by little, and the woodiness on the tongue is gradually receding.

swish.

Zhen Xingjun closed the eye patterns on the meat membrane on the back of his head, and said, "Qin Hanzhen, you should be able to see your son now, right?"

She was very cautious, knowing that the man in the tree was extremely powerful, and he was not inferior to herself in his heyday, so she did not completely unlock the forbidden technique on him, but only allowed him to see clearly.

However, the man in the tree closed his eyes and opened his mouth, but still no sound came out.

Qin Mu listened intently, nodded again and again, and said after a while: "What he means is that Mr. Zhen Xing guessed wrong about one thing."

Zhen Xingjun tilted his head and said with a sneer, "Why did I guess wrong?"

The man in the tree opened his eyes, but his eyes were still unable to see. The skin on his face was rapidly turning to wood, but the roots of the sacred tree were shaking!

Qin Mu said calmly: "Mr. Xing's guess is wrong. He doesn't want to see me fulfill the covenant with Tu Bo. He is willing not to see me for the rest of his life. His purpose is to let Mr. Xing help him suppress woody nature." , restore part of the physical body's mobility."

Zhen Xingjun sneered, and the fleshy membrane on the back of his head vibrated: "Is this what Qin Hanzhen wanted to say or what you wanted to say? Fengqing, you are too conceited, too overconfident, too self-righteous, right? Even Qin Hanzhen So what can I do if I regain a little mobility? His divine sword is broken, and he is no match for me with his small body!"

Qin Mu shook his head and said: "This is what I want to say, and what he wants to say. Even gods, Buddhas, gods and demons cannot control everything, and there are always some unwilling beings trying to jump out. He is not without the power to resist. Because …”

"Because I brought his sword!"

Behind Qin Mu, a bright sword light soared into the sky!

The Worry-free Sword shattered the wooden scabbard, and suddenly fell into a large wooden hand that grew rapidly from the sacred tree. In an instant, the sword light filled the hall, and Qin Mu's eyes were covered with snow, and he couldn't see anything else!

It was a sword technique that was close to the Tao, beyond his cognition, beyond his vision.

A sword burst out with earth-shattering power and radiance, the divine light was mighty, and the light of the sword poured down the ground and filled the sky. What Qin Mu saw at this moment was not a sword, but a person's joys and sorrows, a person's lifelong pursuit and invincibility. The will to repent!

Sword and Tao, merged into one!

The sword drawing of the village head and the Daoist sword of the Daoist sect also lost their color in front of this mythical swordsmanship.

In the light of the sword, Zhen Xingjun's exclamation came, Qin Mu felt the monstrous divine power, and then an extremely thick wave of fire hit, followed by boundless pressure, as if the vast and thick earth was pressing down!

He saw a huge orange star in the light of the sword, which contained mighty power, and seemed to crush everything, and Lord Zhen Xing was standing in front of the huge star, majestic and majestic.

Immediately, his eyes were in severe pain, and he quickly closed them, and then felt the mighty weakening of the monstrous god, and then flew away, and then there was the sound of the door slamming.

"Qin Hanzhen, Qin Fengqing, I will come back to find your father and son!" Zhen Xingjun's strange and obscure voice became farther and farther away. With a loud bang, the treasure ship shook violently. Presumably, Zhen Xing Jun had already escaped from the treasure ship. .

Zheng.

There was a buzzing tremor, and Qin Mu quietly opened his eyes. The sword light that filled the world just now had disappeared, and the Wuyou Sword was thrusting in front of him, and the hilt was still trembling.

Under the sword is a piece of divine blood, exuding a rosy glow, which is amazing.

Qin Mu turned around, and the face of the man in the tree emerged from the tree, and the wood gradually receded, but he still closed his eyes tightly, unwilling to open them.

When he opened his eyes and saw him, the covenant with Tu Bo would be triggered, and Tu Bo would take away his soul. At that time, Wuyou Township would be exposed, and his relatives would be ruined because of it.

Qin Mu was stunned, could he never open his eyes to see himself

"Am I called Qin Fengqing?"

Qin Mu looked at the man in the tree, and said in a low voice: "The village head named me Mu, Qin Mu, which means a cowherd boy surnamed Qin."

He leaned against the tree, next to the man in the tree, and said in a low voice: "Since then, I have been called Qin Mu. Only now do I know the name my parents gave me. Feng Qing... feels a little strange. You , is it my father?"

The man in the tree still closed his eyes tightly, but a branch grew out of the tree, and the branch grew tender leaves, gently stroking Qin Mu's hair.

Qin Mu leaned quietly, feeling all sorts of feelings welling up in his heart.

No one has ever touched him like this, not even the pharmacist. He doesn't like children, and when making medicine, he always pushes the young Qin Mu into the medicine vat, or throws him in by lifting his legs.

A blind man can't do it either, even if Qin Mu used the best stick technique, the blind man nodded with his bamboo stick, showing approval, but he didn't pamper him.

Granny Si has never taken care of a child, and washes and changes diapers every day. When Qin Mu grows up and becomes more sensible, she helps her with work and cuts clothes, and Granny Si often praises her a few words.

The most serious Master Ma never praised others. When he saw Qin Mu, he would always think of his dead sons and daughters, and his face was very gloomy, so he hardly showed a smile.

The deaf man thought he was annoying, all kinds of annoying, and would always drive Qin Mu out when he was painting. Even when teaching Qin Mu to read, write, and paint, he was more often used to playing hands and less often praised.

The mute is always bad, and he takes pleasure in playing tricks on him.

The cripple often takes him to steal or steal things from him. The cripple is very childlike and treats him as a partner.

As for the village head, the village head has no hands and feet, and is also a gloomy old man. Although he often laughs, he always seems to be preoccupied.

No one has ever touched his head like this, even a cold branch or leaf.

This is a feeling I have never had before.

Qin Mu turned his head sideways, looked sideways at the sky, and tried not to cover his sight with the tears in his eyes. He used to always want to be like an adult, and the adults in the village were his role models, learning how they behaved and how they handled things. Yet at this moment he felt that he was still a child, used to snuggling up to his parents.

The sacred tree he was leaning against was very hard, and the tree behind him was a bit harsh, but his heart was peaceful, an unprecedented tranquility, as if he had returned to the harbor of home.

The old man in the painting ran out from nowhere, looked around, then slipped under the tree, looked up, wondering why it was so quiet here.

"You're fine..."

A hoarse voice came from the sacred tree, like a wooden man speaking, each word was spoken with great difficulty, and no emotion could be heard in it, but Qin Mu's body trembled slightly.

"You are fine."

When the voice of the man in the tree came, it seemed that he could only say this sentence. He should have never praised the child before, so he couldn't think of more words.

The reason why he said that was because Qin Mu understood his intention.

Qin Mu just said that the father and son are connected and can understand his words, but he couldn't speak at that time, how could he speak

However, Qin Mu guessed his thoughts, and lured Zhen Xingjun to take the initiative to suppress a part of the woody nature of the man in the tree, allowing him to display mana.

Then Qin Mu leaned against the man in the tree, gave him a chance to take the sword, and at the same time created a chance for him to take the sword with his words chaotic Xingjun's mind.

Qin Mu smiled and said in a low voice: "We are father and son. Although we have never met before, there are always some similarities. I have also made an uncle's appointment with others, and I know the tricks in it."

The man in the tree hummed.

Qin Mu leaned here, enjoying the rare tranquility. After a long time, a flower bloomed on the branch, and a fruit came out. The fruit fell off and fell into his hands, with a fragrant fragrance. Probably all parents are like this, always worried that their children will not have enough food and clothing.

Holding the fruit, Qin Mu suddenly asked, "Where did mother go? Is she still alive?"

"I'll go find her."

The voice of the man in the tree said: "She took you and the clansmen to Youdu."

Qin Mu was taken aback, but Granny Si found him by the Yongjiang River outside Daxu Old Village, not in Youdu.

So how did Qin Mu end up in the Great Ruins

What happened during this time

"How did you go back to Wuyou Township?" Qin Mu continued to ask.

The man in the tree didn't answer, but closed his eyes and said shyly, "Master Hua will take you to the study room. There are things I left for you inside. You go, we won't see each other again." Every word he said was very difficult, Every word is like a knife cutting the throat.

Qin Mu's heart tightened, and his heart shrank together.

Father and son don't meet each other

The old man in the painting beckons to him, motioning him to draw the Worriless Sword.

Qin Mu regained his composure, stepped forward and pulled out the Wuyou Sword stuck in the ground, the old man in the painting beckoned to him again, motioning him to follow him.

Qin Mu turned his head, the eyes of the man in the tree were still closed, and he did not open them. He looked at the old man in the painting. The old man should be able to contact the man in the tree. He didn't know how to contact him. Maybe it was the man in the tree that gave the old man life.

"Can't father and son meet?" Qin Mu asked loudly.

The eyes of the man in the tree were closed, and he seemed a little heartless: "I can't."

"I will rescue you!"

Qin Mu turned around, followed the old man in the painting, and said loudly, "Isn't he the uncle? If I beat him, wait for me!"

The sacred tree stood still, and the man in the tree slowly opened his eyes, with tears streaming down his eyes.

He heard Qin Mu's footsteps coming from outside the room, the young man whispered to the old man in the painting: "Old Hua, after I leave, take care of him for me."

In Treasure Ship's study room, Hua Lao swims around, and when he comes to the bookshelf, the books on the bookshelf have been cleaned up and taken away.

"Pangong Cuo, did you come to my house to rob?" Qin Mu was furious.

Suddenly, Hua Lao got into a painting, and then waved to him in the painting. Qin Mu hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the painting, and then a wonderful thing happened, he found that he actually walked into the painting and became the person in the painting!

In the painting, a man in white stands there, waiting quietly, as if waiting for his arrival.

——The second update today.