The louder the monks shouting for death outside, the more it accentuates the weakness of Nangong Ling's voice.
He looked at the three people he was protecting - Tang Ling, Wei Zhiming and Yuan Yulang.
"Xiao Ming and... Xiao Hei." He murmured to himself, his voice so weak that it seemed to be drowned out by the sounds outside.
Only Tang Ling seemed to be aware of it and touched the equally cold body with his cold hands.
Nangong Ling's heart trembled inexplicably.
"You're back." He said.
Accompanied by this sound, a crystal teardrop slipped down the corner of his eye.
It fell to the ground with a "snap" and shattered, just like his precious memories from thousands of years ago, which were cut into pieces by his mother's obsession.
When I was dying, I finally put it together, piece by piece, piece by piece.
He saw himself thousands of years ago.
He has just entered Nangong Mansion less than half a year ago. He is small in stature and has big eyes. He seems not to hold grudges at all. No matter what Nangong Xun does to him, he always likes to follow him behind him.
One time after the annual exam, someone asked Nangong Xun to go to the beach to play. He saw it and ran back to his courtyard. He took the straw sandals he had just learned to knit and a bunch of food he had made with Xiao Hei.
Share with Nangong Xun.
Later, when Nangong Xun teased him into the sea, Jue Qi secretly picked him up, used his internal strength to dry him, and asked Mianmian to make more hot soup for him.
That night, for the first time, Nangong Xun allowed him to stay at Bilian Xiaozhu. He even used up all his food. After eating, he wiped his mouth and said, "It tastes bad."
I heard that this was the residence of Nangong Xunniang before she was born. It was on the bank of Bilian Lake, with Bai Fang on the other side.
I have been teaching Nangong Xun martial arts for the past seven nights, but today it seems to be particularly strict, causing Nangong Xun to complain continuously.
The porridge made by Mianmian is very fragrant, and Lingyu has never made such delicious porridge for him.
Nangong Xun's quilt is very warm, warmer than the room where he lives alone.
My stomach was warm, my body was also warm, I listened to Nangong Xun's screams, chuckles, and Jueqi's scolding, and I quickly fell asleep with the fragrance of green lotus floating in the window.
He saw himself breaking through the levels in the machine tower every night, and he persistently wanted to gain the qualification to enter and exit the underground machine city at will by breaking through the levels, find pills, and save the barbarian tribesmen.
As a result, Nangong Jiangtian used Qiushi to frame him and almost died.
It was the disguised Nangong Xun who came to save him and led him to open the rumored ninth door and enter the underground mechanism city.
That day, for the first time, someone covered his eyes and told him, "Your dream has come true."
Later, the two people who were discovered were snatched by Nangong Fenglin and slipped out by their ears. This was the first time that Nangong Fenglin was so angry with him since he came to Nangong Mansion.
Before that, he had never been very angry with himself. He would often come to his room to sleep with him, tell him bedtime stories, take him out to play in the street despite his busy schedule, and secretly told himself that other brothers and sisters were not like this.
treatment.
The punishment that time was the broom service that Nangong Xun was most familiar with.
That night, the two of them were still lying on the bed in Bilian Xiaozhu, each with a red buttocks. When Jueqi applied the medicine, they shouted loudly and sang an extremely high-pitched song.
The fifth sister, Nangong Chengyi, had heard enough of the music, so she threw a bottle of painkiller out of the window with a smile, making Nangong Xun scream in anger.
The fifth sister only comforted herself softly, "Good Ling'er, it won't hurt if you apply it~"
He saw that on the day Fifth Sister gave birth, the midwife held out a wrinkled "little monkey". He was already eleven years old at that time, but Fifth Sister pinched his face and said with a smile, "Ling'er is so small.
I’m going to be an uncle.”
Later, the wrinkled "little monkey" grew up and became white, fat, pink and tender. When he smiled, his eyes were crooked and brighter than the sun.
So he was named Nangong Can.
Most of the sons-in-law of the Nangong family are married-in-laws, and Caner has grown up in the Nangong family since she was a child.
Ever since he learned to speak and walk, Pei Diandian liked to follow Nangong Xun, calling him "sixth uncle". When he called him, he would just call him "little uncle".
On the day he saw that he decided to join the army, Chan'er, who was almost four years old, chased him out. He accidentally fell on his butt and burst into tears. He looked clumsily like himself chasing Nangong Xun when he was a child.
He saw himself and Nangong Xun when they were in the army.
He saw that Jue Qi's body was badly mangled and was brought back from the battlefield. Also brought back were some of his comrades who usually drank and bragged with him.
He saw that in the next few years, the two of them fought side by side, fighting each other in smoke-filled battles and bloody battles again and again, from being unknown to becoming famous generals and deputy generals.
He saw the iron horse on the glacier and the thousands of troops falling asleep. Everything was suddenly cut off by a loud whistle.
He took advantage of his status as the seventh young master of the Nangong family and the deputy general in the army, and made several turns to use the warships that the Nangong family had been manufacturing for the imperial court to guard for the enemy.
The night the warship appeared, a burning rocket suddenly pierced the dark night sky, notifying the entire army of the extremely dangerous situation.
In that battle, Shuiyue Kingdom was defeated and suffered heavy losses. It was unable to compete with Zhao Kingdom for several years to come.
That year, he committed treason and was framed by Nangong Xun.
Emperor Shuiyue Wu ordered that everyone in the Nangong family be executed, leaving no one alive.
He was rescued by Zhao Guoren and deliberately missed the day to deal with the Nangong family, but came to Yindu in disguise on the day of Nangong Xun Lingchi.
He saw himself in front of the Yindu vegetable market, looking motionless at Nangong Xun on the Lingchi stage, watching the executioner with good knife skills slice the haggard Nangong Xun into slices with one knife after another.
Silent like a statue, like a puppet, like the dead...
He saw himself returning to the Zhenchao Pass that had been renamed after watching the execution, walking step by step deeper into the turbulent water in front of the city gate, and never looked back.
Later, the wizard hired by Emperor Wu summoned all the dead souls of the Nangong family back into the seal. Because of his bloodline, he was also taken away in a daze.
For the next thousand years, he was trapped in Fengdu Continent.
Since then, every day for thousands of years, he has only one memory of the battlefield and death, trapped in one obsession - to save the dead person.
However, he could not remember clearly whether the dead person was a member of the Barbarian tribe, a member of the Nangong family, or the person he saw before his death.
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Suddenly, a sharp voice broke all the memories.
Nangong Ling saw a girl.
A teenage girl, the same age as Hua'er, has a handsome appearance, but her face is full of hatred and madness.
Lingyu, his mother.
"Have you forgotten? How did the people of the Savage Tribe die? Your grandparents, uncles, how horrible they died. They were all killed by those from the Shuiyue Kingdom!"
Lingyu's voice filled his mind crazily.
"But, mother, will you feel bad if I die?"
Lingyu's voice suddenly stopped.
"If you don't feel pain, Ling'er hurts so much." Nangong Ling covered her chest, with water shining on her face, "Ling'er's heart hurts so much!"
"Good Ling'er, it won't hurt if you apply it~"
Fifth Sister's voice suddenly echoed in my ears, but it shook my mind like thunder.
Nangong Ling collapsed and covered her head.
"Because everyone who loved Ling'er has left, Ling'er feels the pain himself, right?"
"I regret it so much! Mother——!"
The cry was shrill and shrill, instantly shattering the feathers in front of him. Pieces of fragments fell down, and a picture with a clear background slowly unfolded before his eyes.
In a daze, Nangong Ling saw the sun.
It is sunshine as bright as Chaner’s smile.
The warm breeze blows on your face, your clothes rustle, your clogs step on the wooden boards, the flower bells on the eaves sway in the wind, and the green water under the corridor ripples.
When he turned around, he saw a cold-faced man chasing a small figure in purple, followed staggeringly by a little maid shouting "Master".
Remembered.
This was the first time they met. He had just arrived in Nangong City and was asking where Nangong's family was.
He was less than six years old at the time and had been wandering all the way. Thanks to Xiao Hei, he did not die on the streets.
He was so hungry that he had no strength, but he was suddenly knocked into the water by a boy. The pain roared along with the feeling of weightlessness. It seemed that he was about to be knocked away, but he was suddenly restrained by a strange force from nowhere.
Two thin arms hugged him tightly, stronger than when Ling Yu hugged him.
In the end, the cold-faced man fished them both ashore.
"Nangong Xun, if you don't know how to save people, don't go down there." The man said to the boy in purple with a cold face.
"Hao Jueqi, for the sake of sacrificing myself to save others, please forgive me for skipping class this time!" The boy in purple coughed out some water, his body was wet, like a drowned rat, and he pitifully asked the man
beg for mercy.
Only then did the little maid stagger over.
"Mianmian, quickly wrap this brat in some clothes and take him home to bake!" the boy in purple pointed at himself.
"Young... Young Master, do you think...barbecue!" the little maid said out of breath.
"Hey! I have a boat here, can I give you a ride?"
Not far away is a small black-awned boat, with someone wearing a bamboo hat rocking an oar.
The bamboo hat was lifted, revealing an extremely bright smiling face.
"Fifth sister, you come to see my show again!"
"How do you say this?" The girl had already docked, and several people were getting on the boat one after another. Nangong Xun suddenly thought of something.
"Wait a minute, I'm going back to eat the roast goose I settled in Yunlai!"
After that, he ran away without looking back.
"No more waiting." After seeing the boy's back disappear, the girl said impatiently, "I'm just grinding."
Then the boat was swung away from the shore.
Nangong Ling was stunned.
At this time in my memory, they were waiting.
He suppressed the disappointment in his heart and looked back, and saw that the person rocking the oar was Cheng Jueqi, and the fifth sister and Mianmian were sitting on the bow of the boat, playing in the water.
The black-topped boat sailed along the Huaqiao Water Pavilion, passing by the winding water corridor, with pleasure boats floating in the clear water next to the corridor.
Nangong Xun's eyes gradually wandered to the green river water with layers of green under the boat, the pink walls and black tiles on the river bank, and the familiar streets getting closer and closer.
For a long time, I didn’t see the purple figure chasing after me from the shore.
"No wait."
He turned around and said.
Jue Qi is here, Fifth Sister is here, and Mianmian is here.
He is going to see his family soon.
No more waiting.
The young man leaned lazily against the stern of the boat and raised his head with squinted eyes.