I'm here to find my son

Nan Zimu stood silently aside, then looked at the father and son tenderly.In the past, Huanxi was more attached to him, um... Li Xingzhi was also attached to him, so the two father and son did not get along much alone, but when they were in front of Nan Zimu, the two were quite harmonious.

The mountain god wanted to see how the two father and son got along in private.

With Yueba on her back, Xiao Huanxi pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "I don't want you, I want daddy, you hid my daddy, he's not your daddy alone..."

There was a treacherous scene in Li Xingzhi's eyes, obviously the child's childish words hit his heart, but this emotion came and went quickly, Hou Ye quickly suppressed this "bad thing".

He knelt down halfway, and the iron armor on his body made a "click" sound. Unexpectedly, Master Hou didn't say anything, but just hugged Huanxi and the cat.

Before the child came and realized that he needed to do some unnecessary struggle, Li Xingzhi separated Yueba from him with his bare hands, then threw Yueba into the cat litter, and walked inside happily.

"I don't want you, I want Dad..." Xiao Huanxi said softly, "I want Dad..."

After Xiao Huanxi chanted the word "Daddy" for ten sentences, there was a tear in her voice.

Li Xingzhi poured a whole bucket of hot water into a wooden bucket, then stripped off his joy and soaked it in. He gently wiped off the two tears that were about to fall on the child's cheeks, comforting him Said: "Well... wait until spring comes, when the snow melts and the ice melts, your father will come back."

"Really?" Little Huanxi was actually easy to coax, but after Nan Zimu left, Li Xingzhi didn't care much about the child's mood, so Huanxi stopped kissing him.

"But the uncle guarding the city gate told me not to look for it anymore. My father is already dead..." Huanxi was completely submerged in the water, and his cheeks were flushed from the warmth, "Father, When a person dies...will he never see him again?"

Hou Ye forced a smile that was uglier than crying: "He's bluffing you. Your father just went away for something, and he will come back in the spring. Don't play tricks while he's not here, or he'll definitely beat you up when he comes back. .”

Huanxi's eyes were red: "But I'd rather Dad come back and beat me up now."

His last impression of Nan Zimu was still in the period when Nan Zimu was sick and bedridden, so Xiao Huanxi didn't really believe Li Xingzhi's "I've gone away" to coax the child.

But my father also looked very sad, Huanxi didn't want to ask any more questions, his father was fighting with people outside with a knife every day, and could only sleep for more than an hour a day, Huanxi didn't want his father to become more tired because of himself.

There was a faint sound of beating drums coming in from outside, and a soldier came to report: "Report to Lord Marquis, another wave of Xiongnu troops came to attack the city. The number of troops coming back this time is several times that of last time. It seems that the Huns can't wait any longer." It's..."

Li Xingzhi grabbed the sharp sword, called Hongyu in, and told her: "Draw him in the water casually, then watch him, let him study, don't go out in the wild, and don't get close to him." city ​​gate."

After Hou Ye finished speaking, he turned and left without hesitation, and then he got on his horse in an orderly manner, his eyes fell in the distance, and his eyes gradually became indifferent.

Nan Zimu didn't think about how to appear just now, fearing that if he appeared suddenly, he would scare the two father and son to death.However, he had just picked up his mood and planned to show up to surprise the father and son, but Li Xingzhi was forced to go to the battlefield.

"My lord?" Hongyu and Nan Zimu have lived for so many years, and she is very familiar with his aura and aura. She couldn't believe it, so she asked, "Is it you?"

"Yeah." Nan Zimu stepped forward slowly, raised his hand and rubbed her head.

Hongyu didn't turn her head back, feeling mixed feelings in her heart for a moment, she really couldn't control her well-developed tear glands, and couldn't cry for a while.

"Father!" Joyfully stood up from the barrel, Nan Zimu walked over and pushed him back into the water, "Don't move, be careful of catching a cold. Come, Dad will give you a bath."

Hongyu wiped away her tears, feeling that it was a bit embarrassing for her to cry like this, but she really couldn't calmly treat this long-lost relative. In a tone of voice: "I thought you were going to die. I just folded gold ingots and burned paper money for you every day for the past half a month. Now it seems that they have been burned for nothing."

"Ah, is that so? I'm sorry to trouble you." Nan Zimu straightened his clothes, rolled up his sleeves, and sat next to the barrel to give Huanxi a bath.

Hongyu hesitated to speak, she was curious why Nan Zimu came back as a mountain god: "Your Excellency, you..."

"Ok?"

"Oh, forget it, we'll talk about it later." Hongyu stared at Nan Zimu for a few times, then went up and squeezed Nan Zimu's shoulder uncertainly, and only then did she have a bottom line in her heart, she said, "I'll let them prepare the food and drink first, and clean up the dust for the adults."

Her words really caught Nan Zimu's heart, and the mountain god shook his hand at her and said, "Go, go."

The sun was setting and the night was getting darker.

When Li Xingzhi came back in blood, he was stabbed in the waist, but due to time constraints, he just wrapped the gauze a few times indiscriminately. The blood soaked the gauze, and then slowly gathered blood beads from the gauze, and then dripped.

However, Lord Hou didn't seem to feel the pain. He walked into the room with a blank expression on his face. The smell of food wafted through his nostrils. Li Xingzhi's stomach was empty, but he didn't have much appetite.

He put the long sword towards the door, and continued: "Hongyu, didn't I say that there is no need to cook so many dishes? Just make some for Huanxi..."

Li Xingzhi tilted his head, his astonishment met Nan Zimu's eyes.

Hou Ye froze in vain, turning into a clay sculpture. His lips moved, but he couldn't make any sound.

Nan Zimu put down the freshly fried dishes in his hand, walked over slowly, and gave Li Xingzhi a long hug. He said softly, "Just now you went to the battlefield. I was afraid that it would affect your business, so I didn't show up."

Li Xingzhi stuck his chin on Nan Zimu's shoulder as if lost his soul, the mountain god stretched out his hand, patted him on the back lightly a few times, and then went all the way up, holding the back of Lord Hou's head with one hand, he softly coaxed Said: "I'm back, Lord Hou."

Only then did Li Xingzhi regain consciousness, and Nan Zimu heard him sobbing softly, so he patted his cold armor a few more times: "Okay, Lord Hou, hurry up and change your clothes for dinner, several dishes are all delicious. I cooked it myself."

"So how did you come back to life, my lord? I thought that you might have gone to reincarnation, and Wang Dahu, who came back before your first seven days, almost cried to death. After eating this meal I have to hurry over and inform him..." Hongyu muttered.

"This matter, it's really—" Nan Zimu paused, and then said, "It's really a child without a mother, it's a long story."

While undressing Lord Hou, Nan Zimu briefly recounted to them the process of recovering his godhead, and finally summed it up, saying with emotion: "Oh, if I had known that I would be able to recover my godhead after I died, how could I have regained my godhead?" It’s better to die sooner, because I’ve been suffering for so long.”

Li Xingzhi listened to him quietly, then hugged him tightly, and refused to let go.

He said, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Nan Zimu suddenly put his hand on Lord Hou's wound, and Li Xingzhi frowned in pain. The wound was numb and itchy at first, then a burst of severe pain came in and out of the wound, and finally Nan Zimu retracted his palm , Lord Hou lowered his head, and was surprised to find that his wound had scabbed and healed.

"In fact, it can be restored to its original state directly, but if the process is brought forward, Lord Hou will suffer the added pain." Nan Zimu gently stroked Li Xingzhi's wound with his fingertips, "But this does not affect the wound. , it might be better to let it fall off naturally."

Looking at it from Hongyu's perspective, it was Nanzi Muchou who shamelessly put his hand into Li Xingzhi's clothes, and then flirted with him ambiguously.

"Be careful, you two, there are still ignorant girls and ignorant children here." Hongyu rolled her eyes, "Come and eat quickly, the food is going to be cold."

"Ignorant girl?" Nan Zimu laughed, "Who are you talking about? A thousand-year-old rabbit is not qualified to pretend to be tender."

Hongyu was furious, and retorted, "Then you and Master Hou are still 'a tree of pear blossoms presses crabapples[Note]'."

Nan Zimu looked aggrieved, and turned his head to look at Li Xingzhi: "Master Hou, she mocked me as a pear blossom, does Master Hou think I am a pear blossom?"

"She's talking nonsense, no matter what you say, she must be a crabapple." Li Xingzhi spoke uprightly, without guilt at all, "Let's eat, she is the pear blossom."

"Wow." Hongyu angrily fed Huanxi another mouthful of food, "Huanxi, we must learn well, and when we grow up, we must not be like those two of them—a dog boy!"

Several people laughed in unison.

after dinner.

The room was pitch black. Li Xingzhi touched the bed lightly. Just as one knee touched the bed, a pair of cold hands grabbed his neck. Master Hou was startled. A continuous and beautiful spark.

"Does it look good?" Nan Zimu stood up and kissed Li Xingzhi on the cheek, "Baby."

"nice."

Li Xingzhi's mood was a bit complicated, his memory of Nan Zimu was still in the scene of him dying in his arms, but the absurd delusion suddenly became a reality, Hou Ye felt a kind of unreasonable panic besides joy.

Nan Zimu's eyeballs are like a natural obsidian, reflecting the endless lights, like a broken starry sky.

Lord Hou stared at these eyes for a long time, always thinking that he would drown in them.

"Master Hou is referring to the lights or me?" Nan Zimu's eyes were bent into crescent moons.

Li Xingzhi: "You."