Nangong Xun’s execution lasted for two more days before ending.
Xiaohei didn't look.
Tang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Regardless of whether Nangong Xun was really careful or not, she didn't want to see such a bloody scene again.
But the situation that day can't stop lingering in my mind.
Nangong Xun should be a pile of bones now, right?
But according to the rumors, the people of Shuiyue Kingdom hate him so much that they even fight for his bones to make soup?
Tang Ling felt nauseated just thinking about such a scene, but Xiao Hei continued to eat and drink without being affected at all. This was another torture for Tang Ling.
After being in Xiao Hei's memory for a long time, Tang Ling even had a terrible guess: Will he never be able to get out?
I don’t know what my current situation is in reality. Could it be that in reality my body has been replaced by Xiao Hei or Tang Ling Yuan to control it, and my consciousness will forever be reincarnated in Xiao Hei’s memory and never wake up? When he thought of this, Tang Ling felt extremely scared, and boldly tried to talk to Xiao Hei in the sea of consciousness many times, but he got no response at all.
Tang Ling remembered that he was immersed in this memory when he and Fu Qingcheng were killing the mirage underwater in the underground city of Nangong's family.
She doesn't understand why the mirage under Nangong's house touches Xiao Hei's long-standing memories.
And in the memories I have seen so far, there is no mirage at all.
Such doubts and fears were interrupted one day by severe pain in the chest.
The day after Nangong Xun's death, Xiao Hei returned to the flower field where he first met him.
Perhaps remembering what Nangong Xun asked him before he was alive, it actually tried to open its mouth and hummed softly.
This action may be an attempt to recall his lost memories. After all, this is a demon with a brain that is not very easy to use.
It's a pity that it hummed for a long time without singing a complete tune. Tang Ling was so anxious that he wanted to sing for it.
If I remember correctly, when she dreamed about this scene, she sang the song "Requiem" that shocked everyone in the guest room of Yunlaiju.
This behavior proves that Xiao Hei is suspicious of Nangong Xun's answer of "I don't know".
It may have a vague feeling that it knew Nangong Xun before.
Tang Ling has always been confused about this.
At first she thought that when Xiao Hei asked Nangong Xun in the cell if he knew her, he was talking about what happened in the military camp.
But after listening to the conversation between the two, I felt that this was not the case.
Did Xiao Hei already know Nangong Xun much longer ago, before meeting him in the flower field?
The answer was revealed on the seventh day after Nangong Xun's death.
According to folklore, the dead will return to their souls in the first seven days. Before coming to this world, Tang Ling always thought that these were just a different kind of longing for the dead from the living. But what a coincidence, after the death of the Nangong family,
On the seventh day, the earthquake caused a heavy rain and caused a flash flood.
On the way to fight against the natural disaster, the common people sang the song that has been passed down for thousands of years - Requiem.
At that time, Xiao Hei was in the flower field.
I don’t know what species these flowers are, but they still bloom in autumn.
As if he was afraid that the flowers in the flower field would be destroyed by the heavy rain, Xiao Hei cast a spell to create a barrier.
It was raining heavily outside the barrier, but inside the barrier was peaceful and peaceful. Flowers of different colors surrounded Xiao Hei. A requiem song came through the film of the barrier. Suddenly, a petal rose up without wind and fell to Xiao Hei.
On the black tip of the nose.
A severe cramping pain spread from the chest.
For the first time, Tang Ling saw Xiao Hei's painful forehead covered with beads of sweat, and the beads of sweat dripped into his eyes, blurring his vision.
Through the pouring rain outside the barrier, Tang Ling seemed to see thousands of troops and horses galloping through the rain, and the desperate roars of fighting on the battlefield could be heard in his ears, as well as the cries of tens of millions of people he heard at that time. She felt that many pictures were passing through her mind, which made her miserable.
Later she realized that these were Xiao Hei's memories.
It has to be said that this amount of memory storage is really terrifying. Tang Ling can feel that those memories about Requiem are desperately restless, and it is only then that Xiaohei has lived for an unknown number of years, or he has broken free from the memories that have existed since the beginning of the world.
Scenes flash through my mind like a fleeting scene.
A picture flashed by, and all the memories about that picture were awakened in turn. A huge amount of information suddenly poured in. Tang Ling could no longer tell whether he was Xiao Hei or who he was, and held his head in pain.
After a while, although Tang Ling closed his eyes, he felt that the surrounding environment had changed.
She immediately realized that this was Xiao Hei falling into resurrected memories.
When she opened her eyes, she happened to see a soft curtain above her head being lifted, facing the cool air mixed with the aroma of fruit, and the sound of laughter and laughter came from the inner room.
In the blur, Tang Ling felt that he, or to be more precise, Xiao Hei bypassed the carved barrier and walked into the east room. All he saw was silk and brocade clothes, shining with pearls and jade. Someone had already laughed and said: "Ling'er is here, sit here quickly."
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Lifting the garlic hanging silver thread, the white jade ice mirror in front of me is exuding a trace of white air. There is a mat spread on the low couch and a sandalwood kang table is placed.
The couches were filled with adults and children, and the whole room was filled with delicate fragrance and soft voices. They stopped just after seeing her.
Tang Ling saw a tall and handsome middle-aged man sitting in the center of the cave. He heard himself call "Dad", and then he called several outstanding-looking women on the side one by one "Madam" and "Aunt".
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This soft and waxy male baby voice made Tang Ling a little stunned.
Before I could be surprised, I was attracted by an eight or nine-year-old boy on the bed.
The boy wore a light purple robe with embroidered patterns, and a bright silk white armor. He wore a purple jade pendant at his waist, his long hair was loose, and he only wore an embroidered purple forehead bandage on the top of his head, with a few stars dotted in the middle of his forehead.
The gleaming pearls and gems made her skin as white as snow, and her pair of peach blossom eyes were watery. The eyebrows were originally curved, but when they looked at her, they became a bit cold and arrogant.
Something looks familiar.
While Tang Ling was thinking about it, he heard the relatively calm-dressed lady on the couch say, "Xun'er, I want to apologize to your seventh brother."
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The boy immediately had a serious look on his face, got out of bed, kicked on a pair of deerskin boots, and was about to leave. In the blink of an eye, he was grabbed by an older, sweet-looking girl next to the lady.
"Nangong Xun, you were the one responsible for the poison. The seventh brother was harmed by you and didn't even finish the exam. He didn't ask you to do anything. Apologizing is just a matter of words. We are all members of the same family. Is it so difficult to open our mouths?" The boy's face turned blue and white, and it was obvious that he was still a little wary of this girl, so he turned his cold face towards Tang Ling.
"What kind of family is worthy of a bastard born from a wild woman who doesn't know where it came from?!"
"Bastard! He is a bastard. Who are you and me who gave birth to him?" The middle-aged man in the lead shouted loudly.
"When my mother was seriously ill and died, were you having an affair with that wild woman outside?"
The boy was not afraid of the man's anger at all, he frowned and said with red eyes.
The room was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. The man stared angrily in the silence, unable to suppress the anger in his heart any longer.
"Come here! Take this kid to Liufeng Pavilion and make him kneel down! He has to kneel down for two hours before he can eat!"
The boy was taken away angrily. Before leaving, he glared at Tang Ling with his peach blossom eyes.
After the man on the couch calmed down his anger, he suddenly turned towards her and gave a slightly stiff smile, "Ling'er, don't be afraid, come over to dad's side."
Tang Ling felt her body take a few steps forward. Passing by a mirror, she caught a glimpse of what her body looked like at this moment.
A snow-white long coat, with a fistful of smooth mink hair at the collar, and a small face that can’t be reached by a palm. The facial features on the face are not big, with small eyes, a small nose and a small mouth. Although the appearance is not outstanding, the combination of facial features is good
Just right and comfortable to look at.
It’s just that this is a boy’s face.
Tang Ling stayed for a while and listened to some names before he figured out what was going on.
And the familiar feeling that the boy in purple gave her just now.
That face... is clearly the face of Nangong Xun, who has shrunk.
But it has not been destroyed by time, there are no traces of wind and frost on it, and there is no muddy color in the eyes. It has almost completely changed from what it was in the military camp.
Skin color, expression, eyes... the specific changes in each part simply constitute two completely different faces, each telling a completely different story.
This is Nangong Xun before he joined the army. This is him as a child.
And Xiao Hei actually knew him when he was a child.
Get to know him in the way it usually uses, by possessing others.
As for the boy possessed by Xiao Hei... Tang Ling has already guessed it.
The Nangong family's illegitimate son, the seventh eldest, was the one Nangong Xun mentioned in the military camp, and the one she had heard about, the seventh young master with whom Nangong Xun was extremely at odds - Nangong Ling.