These words of the old beggar couldn't be more clear. He just wanted to find his daughter, but he didn't want her daughter to accompany him all the time and support him in the future.
Knowing that one's relatives are still alive and living well, this is enough, even if you are far away, you won't worry as much in your heart as before.
"This..." Bai Yixiu seemed to be stupid again, unable to understand the meaning of the old beggar.
I patted him hurriedly and said, "This is the old man who wants to fulfill you."
I have already told the old beggar exactly what happened between Bai Yixiu and Yunxiu. At this time, no one would doubt that Bai Yixiu was really good to Yunxiu, and she was really attentive. If Yun Xiu followed him, she would not be aggrieved at all.
Bai Yixiu didn't recover until this time. He couldn't believe it. He had only thought that the two would be separated anyway, but now they can get back together again.
At this moment, Bai Yixiu was a little excited and inexplicable. I watched him from the side, and there was an unspeakable feeling in my heart.
Not everyone in this world can be as generous as a white dress show. He has his shortcomings, but also his own advantages.
Yun Xiu was also a little unexpected. Perhaps it was the experience of the first half of her life that created her character, but after meeting the old beggar and hearing those words, she might have a new understanding.
The people in Shouzizhuang and Seven Lamps still didn't deal with it, and no one paid attention to them. The people in Shuizizhuang followed Baiyixiu's instructions and brought food outside, but no one ate them and ate the dry food they brought.
I pulled Bai Yixiu aside and said to him, "This time you have got your wish."
"Thanks to you." Before Baiyi Xiu was trapped in the Seven Lights Array, she looked half-dead, but now she finally smiled: "If it weren't for you, I really don't know how to end it."
"I have something that I haven't said. Now that you are the master of the seven lamps, I have to tell you, whether you listen or not, it's all up to you."
"If you have any words, just say it straight."
"Now the situation in Dahetan, you also know that the Qiankun Dao calls the wind and calls the rain, and its momentum is instantaneous. There are many people attached to them, and the seven lamps are one of them. There are many people in the seven lamps, and the power is great, except for this mountain. , There are also your people on the other hills. I want to persuade you not to follow the universe and do evil."
"You don't need to talk about this, I know it myself." Bai Yixiu said: "I didn't have the heart to do what I did. Now that the matter is over, I also have some plans of my own. Being a sand bandit is not a common thing after all. , I want to slowly disperse the people under my hands, and ask them to do something else, they are all big and small, and find a bowl of clean rice to eat."
When I heard Bai Yixiu's words, I was finally relieved, I knew he would do what he said. In the future, at least there is no need to worry about the people of the seven lamps against us again.
What happened here is a more perfect ending. I took the people from the whistle village, ready to leave. The old beggar has been wandering for half his life, and now he has finally found his daughter and plans to live here for some days.
Looking at the old beggar who is also a teacher and friend, I only hope that he will grow older.
After leaving the Seven Lamps, our hands dispersed again and returned to the whistle village one after another. The whistle village is becoming more and more prosperous now, and more and more people gather. I don’t worry about Mu Jiu.
Xin is Hu Zhanshan. I told him that he can no longer be like sand bandits before. Now we are not short of money.
"I understand." Hu Zhanshan rolled up his sleeves, and said: "I can't get along with the people of Dashahe now."
Dashahe is determined to follow the Qiankun Dao all the way to the end. It is no wonder that after Dashahe attached to the Qiankun Dao, relying on the power of the Qiankun Dao, he did a lot of bad things. Not only did the common people spit when they mentioned it, Even some jianghu families who are also attached to the universe do not look down on them.
In desperation, Dashahe could only stick to Qiankun Dao very tightly to prevent others from seeking opportunities to retaliate.
Hu Zhanshan and Dashahe are dead enemies, and they are constantly looking for troubles with Dashahe. I thought about it for a while. Jin Yutang was suddenly attacked. I suspect that Dashahe was also threading needles in it. Young Master An had made a mess in Xiaoshan at that time, and he must have a grudge.
When I thought of this, I couldn't help but think of Fang Tian, and my heart began to flutter again. Where would Fang Tian be
As soon as the Seven Lamps incident ended, I couldn't stay in the whistle village anymore, and I was all thinking about finding Fang Tian. However, when I remembered that the old beggar was looking for Yunxiu for more than 20 years, my calves turned tendons. I was not afraid of working hard, I was just afraid that I would never see her again.
I planned to leave the next day, and asked someone to prepare a little baggage. The night before I left, I sat with old friends like Mu Jiu and the God fortune teller and had a drink. Maybe there was something in my heart, and I didn't drank the wine happily. After a few drinks, I became a little drunk.
They all know who I am, and at a glance they know the panic in my heart. Everyone is persuading me, but this kind of thing is not just a few words of persuasion by others, and I feel better in my heart.
As a result, the atmosphere on the wine table became a little dull. Everyone knew that I was in a bad mood, and no one was joking randomly. The wine drinking was very boring.
I was thinking, human beings, sometimes, when I speak truth to others, when I was in the Seven Lights Array to persuade the white dress show, I was like a saint who had seen everything in the world, and I felt that the white dress show could not think of it. narrow. But when things were put on me, I was half-dead, and it was useless to persuade others.
"Let’s rest early." Yang Lei patted me, and said: "Girl Fang is a blessed person. Ji Ren has her own beauty, so you don’t have to worry about it. Anyway, something happened. Try your best to find us, a few of us. , I will send people everywhere to inquire."
"Okay." I nodded, stood up and said, "I can't drink with everyone today. I have to leave tomorrow morning and rest first. You guys drink slowly."
"Just right, I'm going to make it easier." The fortune teller came out with me, and I was about to go back to my bedroom, when the fortune teller grabbed me.
"Old God, what's the matter?"
"There were so many people just now, I didn't want to say anything, Fang Tian, I was taken to my heart before." The fortune-teller smacked his lips and said, "If there is really something close to her here, I can count it. Forget it, but Lin Zhongyong from Jin Yutang was so in a hurry when he escaped, how could there be something Fang Tian on his body, so ah..."
What the god fortune teller said, it reminds me that his skill in deducing arithmetic is indeed very high.
"How
Isn't it? "I said hurriedly: "Lin Zhongyong brought out Jin Yutang's back corpse. This painting was given to her by Fang Tian. Isn't it Fang Tian's thing? "
"Hey, if it were that simple, I would still look at you with a frown?" The fortune teller said: "That painting is not something she hides next to her body every day. Moreover, there are too many people handling the painting, and the breath on it is too much. Messy, I’m afraid that if you make a performance like this, the calculation is wrong. Didn’t it delay your business in the end?"
"No matter what, you can figure it out, whether it's accurate or not, I have a certain number in my heart."
The fortune teller didn’t want to deduce it to me because the qi on the corpse picture was too mixed. Fang Tian passed the hand, Lin Zhongyong passed the hand, and some other people in Jin Yutang had touched it. If it is based on this painting If it is deduced, it may be deduced to others.
In the end, I got a wrong result, which is undoubtedly misleading me. The fortune teller didn't want to have such an ending, so he held back for several days without mentioning it. Now it was because I was depressed and didn't know anything about the way forward, so I spoke out.
I didn't have any clues. No matter what, I had to give it a try. I immediately found Lin Zhongyong with the fortune teller. The three of them stayed in Lin Zhongyong's bedroom and took out the picture of the corpse.
"Look." Pointing to the painting, the fortune teller said: "There are too many messy and faint breaths on it. I have to look for it carefully and see if I can find Fang Tian's breath."
The fortune teller is looking for it very seriously. He said that although this painting has been dealt with by many people, fortunately there is another one. It is the one who has touched this painting. Most of them are men. Fang Tian’s breath is mixed in it. If you are lucky, Maybe you can catch a trace.
Lin Zhongyong and I stayed by, daring not to talk or move. The fortune teller pondered the painting for a while, then raised his head and said to me: "I have captured a trace of breath, but I am not sure about it myself, and I dare not fully confirm it..."
"It's all at this time, and you still care about what you are doing, hurry up, hurry up and deduce it."
The fortune teller put down the painting, and put his hands directly in his sleeves. This is the old guy's unique skill. Fang Tian's whereabouts is not a secret taboo, and can be deduced at will, just to see whether the final result is accurate.
It may be that the breath on the painting is too weak, and the fortune teller is really inaccurate. He deduced it once, shook his head, and restarted the deduction. So this group of people worked hard until midnight before he slowly opened his eyes and put his hands together. Stretched out from the sleeve.
"Have you pushed it?" I waited anxiously for so long, and when I saw the fortune teller opened his eyes, I hurried to ask.
"According to the breath just now, it's the result of the show, but it's a bit strange, and I still said that this breath is not necessarily Fang Tian, so..."
"Stop talking to me, tell me what the result was."
"The whereabouts of the deduction is..." The fortune teller stammered: "The owner of this breath has always been in the water..."
"Always in the water!?" My head suddenly grew big. People who are sailing and fishing in the big river, even the world under the river, always have a time to go ashore to rest.
What kind of talent will always be in the water
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