Dust and Ember Song

Chapter 62

He didn't know the trembling corners of Tan Qi's mouth, but he still kept talking, "Auntie can't forget a dead son, and always calls him crying... He also said that there is always a plum blossom and agate hairpin pinned to Auntie's bun... "

"Tell me, why is he, a monster, able to communicate with A Niang in dreams!" Changdi grabbed Tan Qi's neckline. He was skinny and naked, not as strong as he was back then, but his eyes still had a quiet, unfathomable look. The vortex is chilling.

"Qin Qi, do you still remember Auntie's hairpin..." He conjured up that extremely cherished relic, and the hairpin was very close to Tan Qi's eyes.

Changdi held on to the hairpin tightly, and if he moved a little further, his father, whom he hated more and more, would immediately lose sight of the light.

"You shouldn't hate me, I'm your father." Tan Qi smiled quietly.

"When Auntie left, she didn't leave a single word. It's all your idea, right?"

He didn't believe that his mother, who loved him so much, could let go of his son and walk away easily.Tan Qi said that Auntie went in a hurry, and she didn't have time to ask her, and she didn't have time to summon the ghost servant to Shenshou Mountain.But it was because his mother's condition improved that he felt relieved and continued to practice at Shenshou Mountain.

Whether all of this was arranged by his father, he had such doubts.But I always remember that when I was young, my father guided and taught me, and in front of those members of the royal family who said that A Niang was a ghost slave and his blood was not noble enough, he loved and loved him a lot.The majestic and dignified former tiger of Shengzhou was proud of his son, Changdi, and taught him carefully, meticulously...

Until, he found that there was a strange woman between Mei Ji and Tan Qi, and there were many secrets that he didn't know.

The feeling of being deceived by others is uncomfortable, and the fate of being at the mercy of others made him gradually lose his heart. When he killed a fairy for the first time with his own hands, the admiration he had engraved in his heart: the best kindness is like water, saving all living beings, turning into a sharp blade delay him.

He remembered that night clearly.

Qin Qi fought against the monster Changyou in Mintan. Qin Qi lost to Changyou whose mana had increased greatly. He was seriously injured and fled back to Shengzhou in embarrassment.

In Wuya Mountain, Tan Qi, who was on the verge of death in the underground palace, took his hand and asked him to kill the immortal who was locked in a cage not far away, and then take the immortal's heart and soul.

He froze in disbelief, unable to speak.

Tan Qi was furious, slapped him severely, and shouted, son of a bitch, hurry up!
He was still young, and he was terrified that his father, who had always been as cold as ice, would never kill easily, would say such a thing.He gently broke away from Tan Qi's hand, wanted to escape, found a place to hide, and then fell asleep, thinking that maybe his father would not be like this when he woke up.

But the man called father, lying on the bed, lingering on his last breath, grabbed him by the neck, gritted his teeth, what a jerk, is it wrong!
He shook his head, fear enveloped him like bone-piercing snow, panting and trembling, holding Qin Qi's knife, he approached him step by step.

The man was a fairy, even though he was locked in a cage, he still had a lot of mana, and the ghost servant couldn't kill the man.

Tan Qi ordered him to go into the cage immediately and kill the immortal, otherwise he would be unfilial and sorry for the dead mother.He knew that A-Niang loved his father very much, but why didn't he? If A-Niang was still alive, would she have persuaded him to kill this immortal so as to reshape his father's ghost body so that he could regain his soul and gain a little life.

Would Auntie do that?No, she won't... A Niang is so kind, compassionate, and even sad about the passing of the seasons.

The immortal could not escape from the cage made of the strongest East China Sea giant spirit stone in the five worlds, and Tan Qi had already sealed some of the immortal's magic power with the secret technique of the ghost world.The long-term confinement made the immortal weaker and weaker.The immortal leaned against the cage, quietly looking at the man in front of him with fearful eyes and trembling knife hand.

You are so young, it is a sin for your father to let you do such a thing.The fairy said with pity.

The faint water in his eyes still shows immaturity, innocence, and even ignorance of life.Finally, he knelt down, put down the knife, and murmured, I don't want to kill people, I don't want to kill people...

Son, don't be afraid, I can't escape from this cage anyway, why don't you give me the knife, I can save your father... You shouldn't lose him.The immortal smiled bitterly, and picked up the knife.

The ghost servant quickly appeared in the cage to protect him.

Forget about today, boy.After all, without hesitation, he directly stabbed the knife into his heart.

He pushed away the ghost servant and threw himself in front of the immortal, but the immortal took his hand and put it on the blood-stained knife in his heart, and cut the knife again.

Son, go save your father, don't waste my life... Also, from now on, you must hold your heart steady.

"You don't love A Niang, and you don't regard us as sons." He took back the hairpin, stood up, and looked down at Tan Qi.

"Changyou is A Niang's child, right?"

His throat tightened, and he was slightly moved, "How could that monster be Mei Ji's son..."

Chang Di could tell that Tan Qi was lying, and he didn't know what made this once arrogant father learn bluffing tricks that he was not good at.

"Let me sort it out for you."

Tan Qi waved his hands and said in a flustered tone, "No, shut up, shut up."

He sat firmly on the mat, and now he is no longer the boy who would have heart palpitations when holding a knife.He is now the tiger of Shengzhou, a monarch of one party, no matter what he goes through, he can grasp his heart and never waver.

Filling a cup of tea, he said slowly, "You sent Aniang's newborn child to Changyou Mountain, and entrusted people from the Demon Realm to give him heart voodoo, turning him into a monster. Then you made him mess around ..."

"No, Changyou is not my son, no." Tan Qi lay on the ground and slapped the ground.

"Did you know you always feel so uncomfortable when you're lying?"

"Back then, you told me about love, and you would understand it when you were in it." He drank the cold tea, "I tell you, you are not worthy to love A Niang...you used her to give birth to a child, so that Complete the poisonous plan in your heart."

"Changdi..."

He turned his head and saw Tan Qi lifting his head weakly, "Don't hate me, I am your father, the father who raised you since childhood."

The porcelain cup was shattered in his hands, and he said coldly, "Aren't you repenting until now..."

"My mother is gone, and my elder brother is gone too. The next one may be me."

"Now that there is no one around you, are you satisfied?"

Qin Qi originally thought that he was still high and mighty, able to use anyone to achieve his own goals.But Changdi's words were like a heavy hammer, breaking down the high wall in his heart that he didn't care about because of a woman.

Bit by bit, guilt seeped into his broken heart.The appearance of Meiji at the moment of her death suddenly appeared in front of him. He hugged his head and screamed almost in despair.

Mei Ji leaned on the bed, her fingertips touched a blood-colored plum blossom on the bed curtain.

She asked, Qin Qi, where did you take him?

Hugh was talking nonsense, he turned his back to her, he didn't want to see him in her empty eyes, he knew that this woman no longer loved him.

I am a dying person, do you still want to hide it from me... Where is my dead son?
His back was stiff, and he seemed a little anxious, he got up and walked out, and said, Mei Ji, I will take care of Changdi, you can go at ease.

She fell off the bed, looked at the withered plum tree outside the window, no longer held back, and cried out, dead son, where are you...

(End of this chapter)