Chapter eight hundred and sixty-two put to the torch
Chapter 862 Burned to the Fire
Xu Qing's shoulders slipped, and he walked over with the leather bag in his hand. When he reached his father, he took out the documents and notebooks from the leather bag and handed them over. Ah Xige took the things and was not busy checking them. He raised his head and looked at Xu
With a green face, he could smell a strong bloody smell emanating from his son. This smell would only appear in people who had experienced several fights. In other words, his son had experienced one or even several fights just now.
Fighting, the bloody smell will not recede in a short time
Asiga, who had just recovered from a serious illness, still looked a little pale, perhaps because of the cold. He put a thick cashmere blanket around his knees and waist. He put the things in his hands on his knees, stared at his son for a long time, and sighed.
He said: "Well, I am an incompetent father and an incompetent King Khan. I have not been happy for a day in these years. For me, living is nothing but memories and self-blame..." At the end of the sentence, he looked bitter.
He closed his eyes. Like all fathers in the world, he was worried about his son. He really wanted to express it but didn't know where to start.
Xu Qing smiled calmly and said: "Forget it is over. Just treat it as a dream. I am living very well now." The father and son have already recognized each other. I don't know why he can call King Khan Dad in front of others.
But when I'm alone, it feels like there's donkey hair stuck in my throat, and I can't always scream out.
Ashig opened his eyes, pointed to the empty chair beside him and said, "Sit down and tell me about your life over the years, okay?"
There seems to be an invisible barrier between father and son. Even if there is no expression in words, it still exists.
Xu Qing forced a smile and sat on the chair next to his father. He still used a very unnatural sitting position, but he was only half a month old. As a heavenly warrior, he was as reserved as a big child.
"You should take a look at this thing. Oh, by the way, there is also a gold brick carved by Mr. Jun Mogui. He told me to give it to you." Xu Qing suddenly remembered something and took out the gold brick from his bag.
A heavy gold brick, the words on it made him quite curious.
Ashig frowned slightly, took a look at the gold brick, and immediately couldn't move his eyes away. He looked at it several times, and his expression gradually became serious.
Xu Qing licked her lips, feeling a little dry. She glanced left and right and saw that the wine skin in the corner of her bedroom wall was still there. A cat jumped into the room and came out with the skin. There were still several kilograms of white wine inside.
Just enough to moisten your throat
After removing the stopper and drinking a few mouthfuls from the sea, my father's deep voice came to my ears: "Do you know the holy shaman Gada Merlin?"
Gulong Xu Qing had a mouthful of wine stuck in his throat, and it took him a few seconds to swallow it. He wiped the remaining wine from his mouth and said in surprise: "What kind of Merlin do you think Mr. Jun is?"
Asig nodded and said: "I don't know Mr. Jun you are talking about, but the ancient inscriptions on the gold bricks were indeed written by the holy shaman Gada Merlin."
Only then did Xu Qing recall the scene when he met Mr. Jun. The Mr. Jun he had just met was indeed a bit weird. It stands to reason that he would not be so forgetful after meeting him in the capital. After a long time, he turned out to be Li Gui.
, but this holy shaman must be related to Mr. Jun, otherwise it is impossible to know Wang Tiangang's name. Could it be that he is a brother? Thinking of this, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the master's number. This matter must be clarified.
The phone rang twice but no one answered. Just when Xu Qing pouted and was about to complain, the call went through. A lazy female voice answered the phone: "Qingzi, are you okay with calling so late?"
The person who answered the phone was Master Niangjun, and several intermittent snores came from the other end of the phone. It seemed that the master was sleeping soundly. Xu Qing smiled and said hello, and asked in a low voice: "Master Niang, are you
Do you know a shaman named Gada Merlin?"
Jun Buyu pondered for two seconds and said, "Have you seen him? Gada Merlin is my uncle, and he is a twin brother of my father."
Xu Qing confirmed what he was thinking and said with relief: "So that's it. I remember that the last time Mr. Jun went to visit friends in the Snowy Mountains, he went to see this big brother?"
Jun Buyu hummed and warned in a low voice: "My uncle is a holy shaman of Mongolia. I heard that he reached the peak of the heavenly realm a long time ago. He has a bad temper. Don't offend him."
"Breaking through the peak of the heavenly realm? Is it the holy realm?" Xu Qing's heart trembled. He didn't expect that this holy shaman was actually a legendary figure.
Jun Buyu said: "I heard from my father that there is still an insurmountable barrier between my uncle's cultivation and the holy realm. He can only be called a semi-holy. He still needs an opportunity to truly break through the Bible."
Xu Qing grinned and said: "Half Saint? Isn't that the same as the martial arts idiot senior in Shengwu Hall? I can't afford to offend this kind of person." He said this, but in his heart he was thinking about what would happen if Gada Meilin and Shengwu Hall
When the hall guy faces off, who will be stronger?
Jun Buyu smiled and said: "Uncle has been pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts all his life, and he may one day break through to the holy realm. However, he has two taboos that you must be careful not to touch."
Xu Qing smiled and said: "I am an honest person, and I usually won't get into trouble, but it is still good for my master to teach me. Don't step on the tail of the holy shaman unintentionally."
Jun Buyu said angrily: "You are a naughty boy, so be careful. My uncle hates men wearing red clothes and pants, and he likes snow wolves the most. If a poacher kills a snow wolf on the Snowy Mountains and he knows about it,
You will definitely die, please remember these two points, so as not to violate any taboos then."
Xu Qing stuck out his tongue and said to himself, I didn't expect this old man to be an endangered animal protector. As for the red clothes and pants, I wouldn't wear them even if they were beaten to death. What kind of thing is half-male, half-female, etc...
"Master Wife, I want to ask, if he wears red underpants in this year, will it violate his old man's taboo?" Xu Qing suddenly felt a chill in his crotch. He actually wore a pair of red underpants today.
Jun Buyu was silent for two seconds and said in a low voice: "It's better not to wear any clothes as much as possible. If he sees you, he might hate you. Listen to my wife, don't mess with that weird old man who looks like an ice cube."
Xu Qing smiled and said: "Okay, I've written it down. I'm sorry to disturb your rest. I will definitely prepare a big gift for my master and my wife at the beginning of the month. Good night."
Jun Buyu responded with a smile and hung up the phone. He smelled a burning smell in his nostrils. Xu Qing quickly put the phone in his pocket and turned around, finding that his father was using a lighter to light up the documents and notebooks.
, watching them gradually turn into ashes in the firelight...
These are the things that Chahala Wushu regards as treasures. Why did his father burn them without even looking at them? Xu Qing was puzzled, but he did not step forward to stop him and chose to watch quietly.