As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 393 The King of Xiangnan recruits troops
Tuanzi walked to the ashes wiping away his tears and tugged on his sleeves, "Master, don't be sad. Miss Hanyan is just angry. When she calms down, she should come back to us."
Ning Youan shook his head and covered his cheeks wet with tears with both hands. His heart seemed to have been burnt to ashes by fire, and there was an empty space under his chest, whistling with the wind.
He knew Hanyan would not come back.
A puppet who loses his skin will become a lonely ghost.
A lonely ghost that he can neither see nor touch.
He imagined many futures involving cigarette smoking.
There are beautiful fantasies about loving each other till the end of time, and there is also the joyful turning around of one and two people.
But I never imagined that we would be in the situation we are in today.
She came back again and again, helping him solve the trouble of being hunted, but she also lost the opportunity to be a human being and wandered alone in the world.
Or perhaps, it disappeared completely without leaving even a trace of soul.
Setting up a trap to deal with so many people under Qi Sheng by one person must have consumed a lot of cultivation and energy, right?
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, for fear that he would lose control and go crazy.
It is obvious that he has long passed the age when he goes crazy for love and is desperate for love;
Obviously he can rationally analyze the pros and cons of this relationship like a bystander;
It's obvious that he has planned the most perfect and suitable route for the future of the two of them.
But we still ended up in this situation today.
One is missing and the other is dejected.
How ridiculous.
Tuanzi stood aside quietly, sometimes with a sad expression on his face, sometimes with a puzzled look on his face.
Finally, he asked Ning Youan: "Sir, didn't you say that you don't like girls who smoke, and you don't want to like any girls anymore?" Then why are you so sad?
Ning Youan looked at him deeply, raised his head, seemed to be smiling, and seemed to be secretly shedding tears.
The night wind blew away his sighing voice: "Duanzi, you will never get enlightened in this life."
When it comes to emotional matters, how do words count?
Look at the eyes, look at the heart.
Tuanzi curled his lips and wanted to retort, but then heard him say: "Look for someone, go back after searching, grandma and the others should be in a hurry."
The three of them lit torches and went separate ways, and soon found all the men, women, and children who had been separated in the village. Fortunately, no one was injured.
One of the women came to Ning Youan excitedly and spoke: "My lord, Miss Hanyan asked me to give you a message. She said that everyone can find a Zhuangzi to live in peace tonight, as long as they don't run around outside.
Nothing will happen."
"I know." Ning Youan's tone was calm, without any hint of joy.
The mother-in-law was confused by his cold attitude and looked at him suspiciously. She was hesitating whether to leave when she heard Ning Youan's voice again, "Has she told you where she will go?"
The mother-in-law started talking again, "I asked, but she didn't say anything. But when I looked at her, her face didn't look very good. Did you two have a fight?"
Ning Youan said nothing and walked away in despair.
It was already midnight when the group of people returned to the barren mountain, and the people on the mountain were not sleeping yet. Except for the old and the young, they were all gathered around the mountainside waiting for news.
Facing a pair of eager eyes, Ning Youan still couldn't cheer up and said expressionlessly: "It's okay. Let's pack our things and go to the Zhuangzi in Liyuan to sleep."
After saying that, he went back to the resting place to pack his things.
On the contrary, the woman and Uncle Wang were very energetic, dancing and telling everyone about the dangerous and bizarre experiences in the evening.
Ning's father listened to half of the story and hurriedly went to the mountain to look for Ning You'an, fearing that he would do something ridiculous like he did ten years ago.
The father and son looked at each other, and the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.
"What's wrong with your leg?" Ning's father had nothing to say.
"Smashed."
"Um?"
"We were hit by dumplings, and we accidentally fell down."
Father Ning: "..."
The atmosphere became cold again.
Ning Youan handed the packed luggage to the boy, turned around and spoke, with indescribable sadness in his voice, "Dad, I don't want to hide anymore. I want to find Meng Yuan and fight the rebels with him."
Ning's father was slightly startled. He looked him up and down many times, as if he had never known the person in front of him. Finally he said, "Have you really thought about it?"
Ning Youan didn't dare to look into his eyes, so he turned his head and replied: "Well, I've thought about it."
"Just do it if you think about it. Don't think too much." Ning's father's reaction was calmer than him, "Anyway, the Ning family's heirs will be prosperous. One more of you is not too much, and one of less of you is not too much."
Ning Youan: "..." He is really his biological father.
The family was busy until the early morning before they completely settled down. Early in the morning, a young man drove into the city to find out the news. When he came back, everyone was in high spirits.
"Good news, great news! The notice in the city arresting the Ning family has been torn down, and the search team seems to have been withdrawn. If we stay here for a while, we might be able to go back!"
"Great, I finally got the good news!"
The words "Great" rang out over and over again in the courtyard. Mrs. Ning was so happy that she wiped her tears. A group of ladies and ladies gathered around her, laughing and comforting her. Everyone's face was filled with joy.
Except Ning Youan.
He leaned against the railing and drank a pot of osmanthus wine alone. From time to time he looked at the bright moon hanging in the forest, his expression numb, as if he had lost his soul.
Ning's father looked at him from a distance, shook his head and left with a sigh.
Everyone's joy did not last long. Just after lunch, the boy who went out to buy supplies brought back bad news: King Xiangnan issued a conscription order, and men in the city between the ages of fifteen and forty-five were required to join the army.
Prepare to resist Jiang Guo's invasion.
Ning Youan sneered after hearing this, "This Qi Sheng is really a bastard - he is so shameless. He obviously wants to rebel and lacks manpower, but he insists on claiming that he is dedicated to serving the country. Who are you fooling?"
"Who are you?" Ning Youan kicked him, "Go and pack your luggage. I want to go to the city to find Meng Yuan."
Tuanzi looked at his legs that were wrapped like zombies, "Can your legs work?"
"You still have the nerve to lift your legs?"
Tuanzi knew he was in the wrong, so he quickly ran away with his neck scrunched up.
The master and the servant entered the city in disguise. As soon as they entered the city, they discovered something was wrong. The bustling market in the past was like locusts passing through the border. Every household was closed and the market was in a state of depression.
After questioning, we learned that Qi Sheng's men failed to recruit soldiers and began to arrest them. They didn't even ask about their age and arrested everyone they saw. Even the gray-haired old man was not spared.
Ning Youan's eyes turned red when he heard this. How could this be a conscription? Bandits are not so overbearing!
"Tuanzi, hurry up!"
He wanted to find Meng Yuan as soon as possible to discuss countermeasures.
Tuanzi pointed at the oncoming escort and started to cry, "Sir, we can't leave. We are going to be captured and go to war. What should we do!"