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"I heard that he bought my daughter's head, and there are thousands of households in the city. I am Ruode."

These were the last words that King Xiang said before committing suicide.

——I heard that the man bought my head with usury, and this kindness will be given to you.

At that time, he was not desperate, as long as he crossed the Wujiang River, he could wait for an opportunity to counterattack and make a comeback, but he chose to end his life.Before dying, these words are not only the end of Qi Xiongba's life, but also full of despair and resentment.

But even if he died, he died proudly, like the overlord gun he always held in his hand, straight and sharp, with a dazzling edge.

All the full of emotions poured into Lin Jixuan's consciousness. Since King Xiang, the millennium years and years experienced by Overlord Gun are like a rushing wave, pouring into his mind endlessly.

He suddenly opened his eyes amidst the roar, his surroundings were all pale, only a long spear stuck obliquely on the ground remained.

Lin Jixuan approached, and heard the sound of the spear: "I'm not reconciled."

He stopped, and stood three steps away, listening to the buzzing sound from the gun: "I'm not willing to die like this. For thousands of years, I have been recalling the years of fighting with King Xiang all the time. I pierced I broke the hearts of countless enemies and tore the throats of countless evils, but after a short time, I became a piece of scrap metal, and King Xiang's ambition was sealed in the head of the gun, with nowhere to vent, and the backlog I not only have to bear the unwillingness and resentment I have in my heart, but also the anger and roar that King Xiang left in the last bit of consciousness in this world. Human beings, you should know what the end of the era means, the hero's exit, No matter how many honors there are, people will forget his existence, leaving only a sigh. The time that belongs to me is too short-I want a chance, and you are my best chance."

He began to tremble, and the whole world shattered into pieces of powder as if it was about to collapse.

Lin Jixuan stood firmly in the center of the conscious world, he knew that his soul was being eroded by the gun soul, it wanted to root itself deep in his heart, slowly replace him, and live like a human being.

In this life, there is no King Xiang, no Overlord Gun, he is the master of consciousness, no matter what he does, it is the gun soul's own heart.

He didn't know what Gun Soul wanted to do after turning him into a new boarding body, but he could hear helpless wailing in every word of Gun Soul.

Lin Jixuan felt that his limbs were bound, and the power of the killing blade was too powerful, which he could not resist with his human consciousness. It is a miracle created by time and history.

Lin Jixuan breathed heavily and said, "Later generations wrote a poem, which has been passed down to this day—" He gritted his teeth, tried his best to fight against the force that invaded his body, stared directly at the consciousness that wanted to swallow him up, and paused every word Clearly read in a deep voice, "Be a hero in life, and a hero in death!"

Everything is quiet.

The world is at peace.

"Xiao Xuan! Xiao Xuan!"

Lin Jixuan heard someone calling his name. He didn't know how long his consciousness had disappeared. To him, it was like sleeping in a dream sunk in nothingness. When he woke up, his consciousness returned smoothly.

It is so natural that it is like every morning when you open your eyes.

He opened his eyes while calling, and when he saw the person in front of him, his consciousness was still in the conversation with Killing Blade.

He Dongyuan dipped a cotton swab in water and tapped it on his lips.The taste was a bit sweet, Lin Jixuan stuck out his tongue and licked it.He Dongyuan smiled and said, "I added some honey, is it delicious?"

Lin Jixuan opened his mouth, his voice was dry and hoarse, unable to speak.

"Drink some more, don't be in a hurry to talk." He Dongyuan wiped on some more, with a gentle and peaceful expression, completely different from his usual arrogant and surly appearance.

After feeding the water, he adjusted his glasses, sat aside and said to Lin Jixuan, "How do you feel now?"

Lin Jixuan blinked, and with the moisture of the water, his throat felt much more comfortable, and he said in a low voice, "It's better, I..."

"Hush," He Dongyuan put his index finger on his lips, "I know you have many questions, but the most important thing now is to take good care of your body. Sister Huai said, when you regain consciousness, you can rest for half a day before you can move around freely. Now we have to wait for the soul and body to fully merge, don't worry, rest more, talk less, and be careful of Yang Qi leaking out."

He reached out and stroked Lin Jixuan's eyelids lightly, making Lin Jixuan close his eyes again.

Those gentle hands were generous and warm, Lin Jixuan couldn't help closing his eyes, and fell asleep again.

He Dongyuan listened to Lin Jixuan's gradual and steady breathing, and he still felt his heart beating hard to calm down. When he saw the gun soul all penetrated into Lin Jixuan's body that day, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he wanted to kill Lin Jixuan at all costs on the spot. When Xuan was rescued, he even thought of sacrificing all his practice beads, as long as Lin Jixuan could return to his side safely.

Fortunately at that time——

He recalled the scene at that time, turned around and glanced at the old man sitting at the door who was talking to Jiang Pingfeng.

He was leaning against the wall with his legs crossed, with a dry pipe dangling from his mouth. Although he was old, his senses were extremely keen, and he felt He Dongyuan's eyes looking over him almost immediately. Looking over at him, he showed a kind smile.

He Dongyuan smiled slightly, turned his head back, looked at Lin Jixuan who was in a deep sleep, took his hand and held it to his lips, kissed his clear phalanx, but found that his hand was not affected by it. trembling slightly in control.

what to do?He Dongyuan gritted his teeth tightly, he couldn't bear to let Lin Jixuan see the old man's current appearance, but he also knew clearly that this was Lin Jixuan's longing for many years.

This sleep was so comfortable that Lin Jixuan woke up refreshed again. He heard the clear and crisp sound of birdsong outside the window. When he woke up, he looked towards the source of the sound.It was dusk, and the twilight mixed with the autumn leaves, forming a series of bright golden colors, gently outlining the outline of the world.

"Are you awake?" He Dongyuan just opened the door and came in, and asked, "Are you hungry? I just prepared something for you, I'll call someone to bring it over."

"I'm much better now," Lin Jixuan said, "Can you tell me what happened?"

"I really hope that the first thing you say when you see me is to love me," He Dongyuan sat directly beside Lin Jixuan's bed, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, and said, "The killing blade has been taken out, and it was Sealed in that dragon gun, only a complete gun was torn apart, leaving only a gun head. Xiang Jie's soul is fine, your—" he thought about his words, and said, "dressed in a coquettish way The old man appeared in time, crying and howling, singing and dancing, calling Xiang Jie's soul back at the last second."

Seeing that Lin Jixuan looked at him silently, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? Isn't it all planned by you?"

Lin Jixuan suddenly said: "I love you."

He Dongyuan was startled, and almost thought he heard it wrong. After realizing it, he kissed Lin Jixuan's lips that had returned to normal human body temperature, and said in a non-serious way: "You are a foul, an arsonist."

Lin Jixuan didn't say any more, just smiled and asked: "...What about me? What happened to me, I remember my consciousness was swallowed by the killing blade."

"Yes," He Dongyuan said in a low voice, "but it wasn't completely swallowed. For a moment, you found a chance to shake it, and it was this chance that gave..."

"My dear grandson, are you awake?" Suddenly there was a familiar smoke from outside, and with a "boom", Lin Jixuan's head was suddenly seized by something, and the emotions that rushed into his mind for a moment made him almost unable to breathe. When he saw the familiar face of the old man, tears filled his eyes in an instant, and Lin Jixuan let out a choked sob, "You..."

The old man came limping in with a tray. He changed into clean clothes, a satin jacket and trousers, and a hat.His right eye was covered with a black cloth, and the white of his left eye almost eroded the pupil, revealing a chaotic void.He looks very decent now, but he is even thinner and shriveled than Lin Jixuan remembered.

Lin Huan grinned out his yellow teeth with missing head and tail, and smiled heartlessly: "Baby grandson, I'm back!"

Lin Jixuan bit his lip, but he didn't dare to bite too hard, fearing that this too real dream would wake him up from pain, he gritted his back teeth, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Old man... you're finally back."

Lin Jixuan's eyes fixed on the skin exposed outside the brim of his hat, where there was a small scar, and he didn't know what it looked like under the hat.

He tightened the corners of his lips so as not to let his emotions fully leak out, but his trembling voice betrayed his mood again: "Old thing, where have you been?! Do you know that there is a parent meeting at the end of the semester?" , all the parents of the children arrived, only me, the teacher asked me why the parents didn't come, I said you... lost, you can't find your way home, I was laughed at by all the children, they said you are an adult, how come May get lost."

"Those children are ignorant. I'm just lost. I'm lost in the path of life." Lin Huan approached with an apologetic smile. He Dongyuan stepped aside consciously, and stood aside to make room for the grandpa and grandson who hadn't seen each other for a long time. enough space to get along.

Lin Huan sat down, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say for a while. His ability to speak nonsense when he sees people, and the ability to speak nonsense when he sees people, seems to be confiscated by God suddenly. He owes him a whole lot. My grandson of ten years can't say a word of flattery.

Lin Huan looked at Lin Jixuan, with a gentle smile on his old face: "You have grown up."

Lin Jixuan pursed his lips tighter, but the salty taste still rolled into the gap between his lips, the tighter he pursed, the more clearly he tasted that taste.

Lin Huan stretched out his hand to touch Lin Jixuan's face, but when he saw the back of his hand full of wrinkles and scars, he retracted it in embarrassment. Lin Jixuan quickly grabbed his hand and rubbed it with his cheek.

The palm of the old man was densely packed with calluses, and Lin Jixuan could clearly feel the traces of time left on it. He sniffed uncontrollably and said, "What about the old rules?"

"Ready, ready," the old man's cloudy eyes instantly became extremely clear, he mysteriously fished out something from his pocket, and put his palms together in front of Lin Jixuan.

Lin Jixuan raised his eyebrows and said, "It's still the old trick? I can't be fooled now."

"There must be a new change, and I won't disappoint you." He slowly opened his hands, but Lin Jixuan's eyes fell on his other hand that was pressed and hidden under him, and the ring finger and little finger were severed. After a section, the fracture left an ugly scar, and his spirit, which had just recovered a little, sank in an instant.

Lin Huan shook his hands, and when he opened them, a series of paper figurines joined hands and formed a row, dancing in funny and awkward poses in front of Lin Jixuan.

Lin Min raised his legs, slapped his hands to the beat, and hummed Lin Jixuan's familiar songs.

Lin Jixuan felt warm in his heart, and he jokingly asked, "That's it?"

Lin Huan blinked at him mysteriously: "Definitely not."

He chanted a spell in a low voice, and the ten paper figurines fell to the ground and turned into ten spirited fairies whose proportions were one third of normal human beings. They threw up their sleeves and danced around Lin Jixuan danced.

Lin Jixuan: "..."

The exaggerated style of this old thing has not changed at all.

Seeing this, He Dongyuan, who was smoking at the side, choked the cigarette into his throat and coughed repeatedly. He thought he had a perverse personality, and he really didn't count as a fart in front of Lin Huan.

Lin Huan took out a wooden flute from his sleeve and played it against his lips.

The range of movements became bigger and bigger, and the hat on his head was accidentally knocked off.

Lin Jixuan sat up from the bed abruptly, and looked at Lin Huan's burnt head. The scar was connected into one piece and spread to half of his forehead.

"How is this going?"

He had long felt that Lin Huan's appearance was too weird, and even his walking posture was more limp than before.

He looked down at Lin Huan's legs, the trousers were almost hanging on the upper of the shoe, blocking everything, Lin Jixuan slowly raised his head, looked at Lin Huan, and said with red eyes, "You better tell me the truth, the disappeared What have you been doing for the past ten years? How could you make yourself..." Emotions surged up, his voice was blocked in his throat, Lin Jixuan asked in a hoarse voice, "How could you make yourself so messed up."

The author has something to say: Grandpa is back!

I heard that he bought my daughter's head, and there are thousands of households in the city, and I am Ruode.

The original sentence is: I heard that Han bought my head daughter...