Pursuit of the Truth

The rain breaks the earth and fits into a circle of circles. It is impossible to see clearly. Because of the creatures of this land, this is also present in one by one...

Su Ming looked at the two cold figures that came in the distance. In the past dusk, in today's darkness, they are getting closer. As the coming, a cold chill is spreading, and this cold spreads. Let this rain be colder and more shady. "".

The thunder of the sky disappeared at this time, as if it had receded in the cold, hidden in the dark, and did not want to come out.

Only the rain fell to the ground and the footsteps of the cockroach, gradually clear in this rainy night, gradually introduced into the ears of the clown father, let the middle-aged man raise his head subconsciously.

What he saw was the two thin figures. In the rain, before coming to this house, they came to Su Ming and himself.

"You are..." The clown's father snorted. When he stood up, his body trembled. Su Ming quickly got up and held it, watching the two people coming cold.

He can see that the arrival of these two people did not kill the machine. Otherwise, it would be easy for the two immortals to destroy the village.

"Your next listen to the announcement!" The man on the left side of the two, the voice is sharp, when the mouth suddenly opened, the temperature around it suddenly cooled again, the father of the clown is only a mortal, after being shocked by this voice, look Immediately pale, he suddenly remembered that eight years ago, his eldest son was also on a rainy night, taken away by such a person.

At the same time, Xu was the sharp and sharp of the person's voice, which caused the temperature to drop and was introduced into the room, letting the sleeping clown and his mother wake up in their sleep.

Su Ming’s eyes are inextricably flashed. If the two immortals were killed when they were fully prosperous, but now he is still slowly recovering, I don’t know when. In order to reach the peak completely, even if this is the case. It is also difficult to kill these two people with the repairs he has now recovered.

"Left-teacher!" The two thin black men, the voice on the right side, opened the mouth and looked at the companion on the left, like the words of his genius, some disappointing.

"This old man, Chen Daxi. But your eldest son?" The black man on the right turned his head and looked at the clown father who was helped by Su Ming. Yu Guang also swept Su Ming, but did not care.

When he spoke, he took off the black robe on his head. Showing a pale, looking like a forty-year-old face, he looks ordinary. Only the blue light in the eyes is looming.

The clown's father trembled, if it was supported by Su Ming, fearing that it would be frozen by the cold at this moment, but when he heard the name of Chen Daxi, he seemed to have power at once.

"Yes... Hi is my eldest son, he...he..." The clown’s father’s voice was awkward. He didn’t know what was going on, but from the other’s tone, he felt a tingling sensation. .

"Chen Daxi. Dead!" The father who answered the clown's father was the one with sharp voice on the left side. The moment of the exit of the sentence fell into the ear of the clown's father. The middle-aged man was there, there seems to be one. The stock machine dissipated from its body, making him look. It seems as if a lot of old age, two lines of tears, falling from his eyes, falling into the ground of the shackles, can not tell.

It is at this time. In that house, there was a sound of falling. It was the mother of the clown who heard this and walked out of the room.

The clown was on the side, staring at the two thin black men outside the house, her ear was still echoing the sound before it, this weak body, like the lost soul at the moment, with the pale pale, like her Everything is pale.

"The old man, Chen Shidi is very talented and loved by Zongmen Zhao, and he personally accepted him as a disciple. In a few days, Chen Shidi died unexpectedly. The two of us took the life of Zhao, and read Chen’s past sentiments. Notice." The black man on the right side spoke quietly. After he finished, he took out a parcel from his arms and placed it under the eaves.

"This is the property that Chen Shidi has accumulated over the years. I am useless for the monks, but for your mortals, you can make your life better."

Although the words of the person on the right side are calm, but there is a sigh in his look. When looking at the clown family, there is mercy in the eyes, but the person on the left is always indifferent.

"Thank you...Thank you on the fairy, this is the life of Xi'er..." The clown's father shed tears, and he was going to kneel down to the two monks, but he was raised by the man on the right.

Su Ming looked at everything that happened. He couldn't see the slightest clue on his face, but his heart was very clear. As a sect, he rarely sent someone to tell his relatives because of the death of a certain disciple.

This kind of thing is almost impossible unless...there is nothing special about this dead person.

Su Ming held the clown's father, looked back at the clown who was standing there, and the mother who was in a coma, the warmth of this family, and now it collapsed and collapsed.

"This is your other son, and this girl..." The man on the right side of the two black men’s eyes once again fell on Su Ming’s eyes. His eyes looked like electricity, and after a glance, he looked again. The clown.

"They didn't understand the details of the clown family. It didn't seem to be inquired, and the clown's brother didn't talk to anyone." Su Ming said in his heart.

"Following the life of the elders of Zhao, let your family, and then a son, his old family will personally accept as a disciple, inherit the regret of Chen’s death, congratulate the elderly, give you seven days, choose the people who worship my evil spirits, Seven days later, when we came back, we would take it away by the way.” The black man on the right side slowly opened his mouth. After he finished, he ignored the clown family and turned away.

The other door next to him was a deep smile at Su Ming and the clown, and then left.

The rain was bigger. The two black people walked in the rain curtain. The figure was blurred and disappeared. Only Su Ming could see that the two had turned into two rainbows and headed toward the sky.

The evil spirits they said, Su Ming saw in this year, it is a misty mountain in the east, only when the sky is clear, can it be faintly seen.

But these two evil spirits disciples are flying toward the west. Obviously, they are not returning to the mountain gate. Combining their previous words with Su Ming’s analysis, he concludes that the two men went out to the mountain gate and have other important things to come here. It is only by incident that the so-called elder Zhao’s request is completed.

Therefore, they gave seven days instead of immediately appointing one to take them away. Obviously, if they have a child, they will have an impact on their other tasks. Instead, when they come back, as they say, they will take it with you. Just go.

For the two people, a simple communication, for the clown family, this is a blue sky, it is a bad news that they can not allow them to refuse.

Especially after just experiencing the pain of losing a child, I have to be taken away by another child. This kind of thing is a catastrophe for this honest and kind family.

The clown's father no longer compiles dolls. He is indeed old and sad, and comes to his wife, tears silently.

The mother of the clown, who is gradually waking up at the moment, looks at her husband in front of her eyes and cries out.

Su Ming stood silently and looked complicated. He could feel the sadness of this family and helplessness to his destiny.

The clown didn't cry, she bit her lower lip and lowered her head.

"Can't let the ugly children go with them... she is still a child, she..." The clown's mother, looking at the clown who didn't seem to cry, her heart was stinging, like being cut by a knife, just... ... she has no way to resist.

"Seven days... We are on the road overnight, leaving here!" The clown's father gritted his teeth and looked at his wife and daughter, decisively opening.

"It’s useless, hey, I heard people say that immortals are gods. We are even far away. If they want to find us, it will be very easy. At that time, they will anger the immortals, and our family will suffer. Punish, let me go, I am going to the sect of this immortal." The clown whispered softly, and she seemed to grow up a lot.

"If I can survive, if one day I can be like the immortal, I will find out why my brother died!" The clown clenched his fist and closed his eyes.

"I will go." In the grief of this family, Su Ming's eyes looked at the rain outside the house, and the rain was like a cry.

His voice was introduced into the ears of this family, and the clown opened his eyes.

The clown's mother glanced at it and looked at Su Ming. The look was struggling and hesitating.

"This has nothing to do with you, child, you go, leave here..." The clown's father immediately spoke.

Su Ming looked at the clown and looked at her father and mother. She smiled on his face. He stepped back and picked up his clothes and bowed down to the two old people.

"The grace of saving lives, Su Ming did not think that newspapers, more than a year of parenting, the warmth of home, is rare in my life... Hey, mother, ugly sister is still small, let me go."

"I haven't had a mother since I was a child. Only one grandfather will raise me up, but now... Ah Gong is gone, you make me feel warm... ugly, you have to be sensible after I leave, take care of my mother, rest assured, My brother will come back to see you."

"The dog left my brother, I..." The clown opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. She looked at Su Ming, and her eyes finally left tears.

"Hey, mother, this matter has been fixed, I am going!" Su Ming looked at the couple in front of him, and remembered their appearance deeply in their hearts. The time of year was not long, but for Su Ming It is the warmth that he has never experienced. Unlike the ninth peak, it is different from Wushan.

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