Don't forget Qian Xun Mo tonight

Only, but Nangong Mo didn't utter a single word of complaint, nor did he blame Nangong Ruo for everything he had done.He accepted all this silently, because in this world, those relatives who died in Nangong Mo had no impression. In his eyes, Nangong Ruo and Nangong Qing were his relatives.

Nangong Ruo was very pleased that such a sensible child was left behind, but thinking about what might happen in the future, he still felt a little worried.

Maybe the Nangong family didn't like crowds, and there were only a few servants cleaning the huge house.They had already made preparations to welcome them. Although there were two more guests, there was no problem at all.

The other residence that Nangong Ruo lives in now was rebuilt from the abandoned house bought by that person and Feng Xuehua with all their savings.Nan Gongqing seldom went home. Ever since he married Shen Xing, he bought another house in the city and settled down.Now it is the Nangong family that people are familiar with.

On Qingming Day, it was still raining lightly, but this did not stop the grave sweepers.Nangong took Shen Xing and his servants out early in the morning, and Nangong Mo also went with them.And that person's tomb was not with the Nangong family, so Nangong Ruo didn't accompany him, he took Li San, Zhang Zai, and Feng Yue'er to another place.

It was on the outskirts of Jingzhou, amidst a lush bamboo forest, there was a dilapidated thatched cottage, many places had been taken over by spider webs, it seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time.Looking around, the only place that looks like a tomb is a few piled stones beside the dry well in the courtyard.

They didn't bring paper money, paper figurines and other things for worship, only Nangong Ruo brought a jug of wine.

The person buried here is Feng Yueer's biological uncle. Unlike Nangong Ruo, he is Feng Xue's biological brother, Nangong Qing's biological father, and Nangong Ruo's only concern before.Feng Yue'er didn't know the existence of this uncle, just like she didn't know that her mother had a sworn brother.Nangong Ruo never let Nangong Qing come here, although his biological father is buried here, but for some reason Nangong Ruo would rather let his adopted son who has no blood relationship with him sweep the graves of the Nangong family for him, while he himself never will not go.

In Nangongqing's memory, he came here once when he was young, and that was the first Qingming Festival that he had just been sent to Nangongruo by his mother.He didn't have any impression of his father. He heard from his mother that his father had died of illness before he was born, and Nangong Qing didn't even know his name.

If Nangong asked Feng Yueer to kowtow in front of the stone pile that could not be called a tomb at all, and then called her to leave, although Feng Yueer was very reluctant in her heart, she still complied. She could see that from her master's eyes. The people buried below must be very important.But she was still angry, why Zhang Zaidu left with her, but that Li San stayed.

When there were only Nan Gongruo and Li San alone, Nan Gongruo no longer obeyed those rules, sat in front of the tomb, and opened the wine that had been prepared.

"Come and have a drink with me."

Li San is worse than obedience, but Ren Jiu feels that it is rude to sit in front of someone else's tomb like Nan Gongruo. After all, he does not know the owner of this tomb, so he still has to observe some etiquette in front of the dead to avoid ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night.He wanted to bow three times to the tomb, but was interrupted by Nan Gongruo.

"You, there's no need for that."

Nangong Ruo threw the jug to Li San, Li San took it, and before he could drink it, the aroma of the fine wine came to his face. There is no doubt that this wine was at least 50 years old, and it was the same as the wine he had mixed with water in the small inn. It's worlds apart for wine.

Li San suddenly felt that if he drank the wine, he would be reckless.

"What? Don't you know how to drink? This wine is not strong." Seeing Li San's hesitation, Nan Gongruo asked.

It's not that Li San doesn't know how to drink, it's just that he doesn't know how to drink. I heard from the old man in his family that once he got drunk and almost destroyed his house.However, it is better not to refuse at this time.

First, take a sip slightly, the fruity fragrance is overflowing in your mouth, the taste of wine is not strong, you should not be drunk after drinking it.

"This is the fruit wine that my father brewed for me when I was born. It has been exactly 50 years now." Nangong Ruo continued, "It was opened once 28 years ago." It was he who slaughtered 78 members of the Nangong family day.

As Li San expected, the wine was really extraordinary, and he couldn't help but took another sip, and then another sip. When he realized it, the jug was already empty.

Li San suddenly felt that he was too rude, but Nan Gongruo didn't blame him.

"This wine was originally prepared for you."

The two chatted for a while, and Nan Gongruo let Li San leave, leaving him alone.

Facing an empty tomb, he just sat there without saying a word.

At this time, the rain came quietly.

It was a heavy rain.

When Zhang Zai arrived, he saw that Nangong Ruo was soaked all over, and the tears in the corners of his eyes had long been wiped away by the rain.Zhang Zai held the umbrella in his hand and came to Nan Gongruo's side to cover him.

"Master, it's raining heavily, it's time to go back."

There was no movement, Zhang Zai stepped forward to find out, Nan Gongruo had already fainted, and immediately took his master back to the house, Nan Gongruo developed a high fever and remained unconscious.

Chapter 16

"Brother, what's the matter with him? The doctor has come to see him, and he's taken the medicine. Why doesn't he wake up?" A-mei asked worriedly.

It had only been half a month since her brother Fuqi brought Nangongruo back, but Nangongruo suddenly developed a high fever, and if it was too bad, Amei was bleeding heavily and asked Fuqi to call for a doctor.This doctor just came to the village recently. Although he looks a little unreliable, he can cure the sick people nearby. He can even cure Uncle Zhang's decades-long illness without any effort, so he should have some ability.

"How do I know, doctor, what do you think is wrong with him? We don't pay for you to come and feel the pulse. What kind of a doctor can't heal someone."

The doctor is a quack doctor, he looks about 50 years old, he was not angry when he heard the blessing, it was just a child's arrogant words, and he has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, he has heard even the worst.

The lying person's pulse condition is really strange, not to mention, he has actually encountered it before.

It's actually a member of the Nangong family.

In the early stage of Nangong family's evil kung fu practice, there will be a high fever that will last for about seven days. After seven days, it will be the beginning when the meridians of the whole body are reset.All the meridians of the human body have an order in which they are arranged, such an effort to reset the meridians will naturally be rejected by the body, and it will die suddenly within five years, at most five years.

Many years ago, Nan Gongyan, known as the head of the Nangong family with the highest martial arts attainments in the past century, took risks in cultivation in his later years, but he still did not escape the consequences.

The doctor can't help but feel a little sorry for this.There is only one person in the Nangong family at such an age, and that is Nangong Ruo, the eldest son of Nangong Zhangming, the current Patriarch of Nangong. I heard that Nangong Ruo is a Go genius who is rare in a century. How can the doctor not feel sorry for such a two-handed action?

Seeing the doctor shaking his head, Fufu thought that he couldn't save people, so he said angrily, "You liar, I asked you to come here to save people, why shake your head, be careful, I will beat you all over the floor to find your teeth."

The doctor said that it was too late, and then he took out a silver needle from the medicine box beside him and shot it at a certain acupuncture point on Fufu's body. For a while, Fufu could neither move nor speak.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" A-mei didn't know why Fufu became like this, she hugged Fufu who didn't move and cried.

The doctor frowned, "What are you arguing about, be careful I'll make you like him."

A-mei was sobbing, not daring to cry anymore.

The doctor took out a book of medical skills from the medicine box. He remembered that he sorted out some characteristics of this disease before. Although he did not get a cure in the end, it seemed that he might gain something at this time.

Sure enough, the memory is not bad, and the records here are more detailed than Nangong Ruo's symptoms at this time, but even so, the doctor can only rely on these and try various methods.

In the end, the doctor failed to heal him. If Nangong woke up naturally after seven days, the reset of the meridians could no longer be changed.

A-mei wanted to consult the doctor, but he refused, because he didn't do anything at all. There are still many diseases that he can't cure. It seems that he still can't stop.

During the past few days when Nangong Ruo was in a coma, Nangong Qingzhang took turns taking care of her, while Li San stayed in Nangong Ruo's room all the time, not eating, drinking or sleeping, just waiting for the person on the bed to wake up.

"Li San, go and rest, you haven't closed your eyes for three days." Nangong Qing looked at Li San's tired look, and was really worried that when his father woke up, Li San should have fallen down.

"I'm fine." Li San's voice was a little trembling, he hated himself for coming back alone first, if he was by Nangongruo's side, maybe Nangongruo wouldn't get caught in the rain, maybe he wouldn't suffer so hard wind chill.

"Don't be brave, you don't want your father to wake up and see a corpse, right?"

"Falling rain, falling rain." Nangong Ruo spoke in a daze, there were only two words in his mouth, and he kept repeating the same person's name.

Li San quickly came to the bed, and held Nangong Ruo's hand that was leaning on the outside of the bed, a chill came from the place where he touched it.

Nangong Ruo didn't wake up, it seemed that he was burnt out, so he started talking in his sleep.

"Chui Yu, don't leave me." There was another whisper.

Falling rain, Nangong Qing had never heard his father mention this name, whose name would his father call out in this situation?Could it be