Sealing Sword: Fan Wai 4 (Part 1)·Things are Humans and Not Everything is Rested (Part 4)
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Four.
Mu Qingshang sent a letter to He Lianjue, telling him that he would no longer accept He Lianqi as a disciple. In exchange, he signed a condition of responsiveness.
It is not against morality, does not involve innocence, and has a worthy family and country. As long as these three points are satisfied, he will never refuse to ask for the Helian family in the future.
He Lianjue had already guessed the result after he killed himself and He Lianyu fled. It can only be said that people are not as good as the sky, and it is useless to force them. So he simply sent the ashes of Ziyan and the winter plum. One promise.
At the end of the day, Mu Qingshang took Helianyu to a place surrounded by mountains and rivers, dug up the land with his own hands, and let Helianyu sprinkle the first dust.
He felt that he did not have the qualifications to deceive Helianyu, so he explained the old things one by one, and then leaned down to look at Helianyu, and said sincerely: "If you hate me, it’s just right and righteous. Give me a chance to make up for it. From now on, both gratitude and hatred will be cleared. May you have a brighter future."
He Lianyu cried bitterly in front of the new grave, but grasped his hand very tightly, not letting go.
That night, when Mu Qingshang put him to sleep, his head buzzed. When he recovered the next day, he found himself lying on the table with a piece of wet letter paper next to him.
Mu Qingshang has rarely seen Duanqing Liu's pen since he hurt his body in "Guihai Xinfa", even if Shen Liu said that he was just sleeping and cultivating his mind because of the exercises. Seeing this familiar handwriting, Mu Qingshang couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, but lowered his eyes after reading it.
Duanqing's temperament is lonely and straightforward, and the book is naturally concise and concise, with only one sentence written on it: This son can hide compassion, be careful.
Mu Qingshang glanced at the sleeping child, shook his head, and threw the letter paper into the incense burner and burned it to ashes.
The first candy He Lianyu ate in this life was given by the merchant of Mu Qing, and the first good day he had lived began with him.
Mu Qingshang gave him a new name called "Mu Yan'an", which was meant to be peaceful and peaceful. It was the most dull and deepest wish for a child. He Lianyu liked him so much that he changed his original name. Pressed the bottom of the box.
Mu Yanan put on a new silk cloth dress, her hair was buned up by the merchant of Mu Qing, revealing Yuxue’s cute little face, and she was held by the merchant of Mu Qing and walked through the streets and alleys, seeing a different fascination. The customs of Zongling are strange to see.
He hadn't seen anything, so Mu Qingshang took him to see clearly, from the sugar-faced monkey to the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He watched, but he gave birth to an inferiority complex that he had never seen in the world, and his curiosity and happiness gradually faded.
The world's elites don't know where they are, but they admire people like Qingshang, but he is entangled by this frog at the bottom of the well.
Will Mu Qingshang regret it? Has he always retained his ability?
Mu Qingshang felt that little hand moved, so he lowered his head and asked him, "Is he tired?"
"...I'm not tired, but I don't want to watch it." He looked up at Mu Qingshang, "Master, you teach me martial arts."
"So anxious?" Mu Qingshang was startled and rubbed his head. "That's right, you can watch the excitement anytime. You can teach you some self-defense skills first, otherwise you will wait for me when I'm away. What to do if you are in danger?"
Mu Yanan squeezed his hand tightly, and it took a long time to say "um".
He looked at Mu Qingshang, with noble attitude, and Yushu facing the wind. Even if he wears a silver sculpture mask and cannot see his appearance, he can attract many people to stop and look forward to him. Wearing a gold hazel is not like him. The **** is completely a person of two worlds.
Even the hand I'm holding now, I don't know when it will release.
His small chest seemed to be overwhelmed at this moment, surging with inexplicable panic and anger, subconsciously took a few deep breaths, like swallowing a rusty knife, blood was scraped from the mouth to the internal organs. Dripping, filled with a smell that makes people both disgusting and obsessed.
Mu Yanan shrank behind Mu Qingshang, and Mu Qingshang patted him lightly, but when he didn't come out, he thought he was afraid of life, and bent over to hug Mu Yanan.
Mu Yanan wrapped his hands around his neck: "Master, are you very good?"
Mu Qingshang thought for a while and said: "It should be enough to protect you."
"Then... will you protect me forever?"
Mu Qingshang thought for a while, rubbing the cold mask against the child's forehead, and his voice came out with a smile from behind: "No way, I can only guarantee...before I die, you will live."
Mu Yanan stopped talking, he hugged Mu Qingshang tightly, and put his head against his chest, as if listening to the beating of flesh and blood under the skin and bones.
Mu Qingshang felt the child in his arms trembling. He thought it was cold, so he hugged him tighter and raised his foot to the inn.
He didn't know that Mu Yan'an's trembling was not cold, not fear, but an unprovoked shudder.
He was abused since the governor. He didn't complain, but was powerless except forbearance.
Those tears and blood often don’t dare to flow out, so they can only swallow them in their stomachs. Over time, it seems that a seed is taking root in the heart. After seeing Mu Qingshang, they are slowly opening up from that devastated heart. A **** flower came out.
Red and black, black and shiny, like a vicious seed whose blood has solidified into a vicious seed, and now it has finally sprouted, and it is full of relief.
Not happy, but terrible.
He thought, he was probably rotten.
People like Mu Qingshang shouldn't like children with rotten hearts, so he has to continue to bear it.
He held Mu Qingshang, like a person about to fall into the abyss, holding the last vine, there was only one thought in his eyes, he didn't understand what it was, he just knew he couldn't let go.
Even if it really falls off in the end and becomes a pile of rotten flesh to pieces, you have to grab the broken vine and not let go.