[Transmigration Book] On the hero's death and face-slapping

Shang Bupo held a few bright colored sugar cubes in his hand, and looked flatteringly at the person in front of him.

"Songbo, this candy is delicious, don't you really want to try it?"

He Lin glanced at him lightly, with anger in his eyes.

"No, I'm not a three-year-old anymore."

Shang Bupo heard the sarcasm in his words, and threw the candy into the grass in disappointment.

"Aren't you just mad at me for kissing you that night? I've said it all. If you can't accept it, just pretend it didn't happen. I won't force you."

When He Lin heard his answer, he became even angrier: "Shut up!"

"Okay, I'll shut up."

Five years later, this piece of wood is still a piece of wood.

As long as it is something he Shang Bupo believes in, he must do it, so he will not give up.

After He Lin picked the herbs, he couldn't stand it and said to Shang Bupo who had been following behind him like a pervert, "How long are you going to follow me like this, are you so idle as the leader?"

Shang Bupo laughed and said, "I've finished dealing with the affairs of the church, I'm free now, so I came to see you."

He Lin sighed deeply, shook his head helplessly, and went to do his own thing.

Over the years, he never gave up looking for Wei Yao and Dai Wangshu, but there was no news at all.

It seems that the Tianji Sect has no news of Wei Yao. Since that incident, the two of them have never been seen at this time, and there is no trace.

If he hadn't hesitated after hearing the news and could have reminded Wei Yao earlier...

Every time he thinks about it, He Lin will fall into deep self-blame.

When he was very young, he had seen Xuannv several times.

For such a gentle and kind person, He Lin never believed that her descendant would be a wicked person.

He took the herbs back to the cabin where he lived, and when He Lin and Shang Bupo came out again, several men in loose white dresses hurried past them.

Shang Bupo saw the dark pattern of cherry blossoms on the opponent's waist, leaned over to He Lin's ear and whispered to him: "It's Xueyuehua's person."

He Lin looked at the backs of those people pensively. Seeing his serious expression, Shang Bupo couldn't help but want to tease him, so he blew ambiguously in his ear again.

"You!" He Lin stared at him angrily: "If you do this again, don't blame me for chasing away customers."

Shang Bupo looked at him with a cheap smile: "Okay, anyway, you can't drive me away."

He Lin really couldn't figure out how such a handsome man could have such a thick skin.

The leader of the few men who passed by them just now said to his back: "We have to hurry up, the old suzerain is almost dying, hurry up and prepare the token."

A shorter man behind him nodded, and they continued walking.

Dai Wangshu took Ziyu for a stroll in the market, introducing people around while walking, and at noon, the two sat down in a noodle restaurant.

"Bring me two bowls of big meat noodles."

"Okay, two guest officers, wait a moment."

Dai Wangshu stopped the fat boy who came to greet them, and asked, "Oh, why isn't Mr. Deng coming to guard the stall today?"

The fat boy said: "My grandpa is sick today, so I will take care of the stall. Don't worry, the taste will definitely be as good as usual."

Dai Wangshu nodded and said with a smile, "Hurry up and go."

When the hot noodles came up, Dai Wangshu started eating with his chopsticks.

"The noodles here are delicious, try it quickly."

Seeing that Ziyu hadn't moved his chopsticks, Daiwang Shu thought he didn't like it, "What's the matter, don't you like noodles?"

"No, no."

Ziyu picked up the noodles with the chopsticks and began to eat in small bites. Dai Wangshu wiped his mouth and said to him, "Your way of eating is not right. You are a man. You have to eat meat and noodles."

"Okay, I'll listen to Brother Shu."

Ziyu nodded earnestly, and imitated his example and began to eat noodles, perhaps because she had never tried such a rude way of eating, and she choked after swallowing a few mouthfuls.

Dai Wangshu was eating noodles, and seeing his disheveled face, he quickly patted him on the back: "Don't gobble it up, forget it, for a delicate person like you, eat slowly."

"I'm sorry, brother Wangshu, I can't even eat noodles well, I'm too stupid."

"Why do you say I'm sorry? You didn't apologize to anyone, and why didn't you call me Brother Dai?"

Brother Wang Shu, this title always makes him a little distracted.

Ziyu looked at him and said shyly, "Because sister Xiaoyu called you that, so I want to change it. You won't be unhappy if you call you that."

"No matter, it's all the same."

If he said no, it would seem that he was hypocritical.

Throwing away those unrealistic thoughts, Dai Wangshu concentrated on eating noodles.Ziyu, on the other hand, returned to his original state of eating noodles in small bites.

"You really look like him..."

"kindness?"

Dai Wangshu suddenly said something, and Ziyu looked at him suspiciously.

"It's nothing, let's eat noodles."

Ziyu nodded, and after being silent for a while, he couldn't help asking: "Is that person important to Brother Wangshu?"

Dai Wangshu heard the words, stopped eating noodles, seemed to recall something, and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't matter whether it is important or not, anyway, I will never see him again with him, the noodles are almost mushy , eat quickly."

He didn't want to continue this topic, but Ziyu didn't give up asking, and asked again: "Why is it impossible to meet again? Is that person dead?"

"do not talk!"

Dai Wangshu interrupted him suddenly, and after realizing that he was agitated, he beat his head with his hand in frustration.

"I'm sorry, the past has passed, and you are the same. You must be very reluctant to recall what happened in the past. Now you just need to continue your current life."

Ziyu's expression changed, and he was about to apologize when Dai Wangshu stopped him.

"This is my own reason, you don't need to apologize."

After finishing speaking, he finished the noodles in the bowl in two or three quick strokes, "Eat slowly first, I'll go to Xiaoyu's place to have a look, after eating, you can walk around by yourself, this place is not very big, you should not get lost Yes, I..." Dai Wangshu gave him a complicated look: "I'll come back to you later."

Ziyu nodded silently, Dai Wangshu got up quickly and seemed to run away.

He didn't go directly to Xiaoyu, but went back home first, found a small kit that Ziyu had brought with him when he came here, opened it, and found that there was only a piece of broken jade and stone inside, and put the kit back in its original place. After the meeting, Dai Wangshu set off to find Xiaoyu.

Maybe he really thought too much.

Anyone would think too much about the sudden appearance of an old friend who is similar to the past in a good life.

"Brother Dai, what are you thinking, why do you look restless?"

Dai Wangshu unknowingly arrived at the place where Xiaoyu practiced his sword, and he came back to his senses when he heard her voice.

"It's nothing, by the way, what do you think about... Ziyu?"

"Opinion?" Xiaoyu asked strangely, "What is your opinion?"

Dai Wangshu: "What do you think of him? Impressions or something?"

"Oh, this one, it's pretty good. It looks cute and has a good personality. I don't want certain people, big and big and thick~"

Xiaoyu looked at him with a smirk on his face, and Dai Wangshu pretended to cough a few times: "I just want to ask you what is your impression of him, did you tell me so much?"

"Hmph, you're so boring! Ask me what I want to do, to compare with you, then I'll tell you the truth, Brother Dai, you lost, decided, and won~"

Dai Wangshu covered his head with a headache: "Yes, yes, do I know that I am not as good as others? What can I compare with a child?" He took off his hand and said seriously: "The reason why I ask you this is It's because you are not young anymore, and you two are similar in age, hey, if you are interested in him, how about I help you talk about it?"

"What, that's why you asked me!" Xiaoyu suddenly turned her head to the side angrily: "I don't need you to worry about the important things in my life, are you my father or my mother! Besides, Ziyu is younger than me How old are you, okay? What kind of eyes do you have to see that we are similar in age!"

Dai Wangshu didn't expect her reaction to be so big, so he quickly comforted her and said, "Okay, okay, can't I just joke? No matter how young you are, you won't grow up. Look at it in a few years. By then, Ziyu will grow up." Become a handsome and handsome man, all the girls on the island are struggling to marry him, then let's see what chance you have."

Xiaoyu stomped her feet: "I don't like his type! I don't like boys who look like little girls!"

Dai Wangshu scratched his nose: "It's still young, it hasn't grown..."

"I'm talking about you!" Xiaoyu was about to explode with anger: "Are you here to teach me how to practice swordsmanship or to be a matchmaker? If this is what Ziyu meant, then let him speak for himself! Why do you want to? Such a side-by-side question!"

Dai Wangshu almost covered his ears. It's really not easy to provoke a woman when she gets angry. Besides, he didn't know where he said something wrong, which made the other party so angry, and suddenly felt that all these years had been wasted.

"It's not what he meant, miss, it's all my fault for meddling in my own business."

"What about you?" Xiaoyu asked suddenly: "Why don't you look at yourself, you are older than me, why don't you see that you are anxious about this?"

Dai Wangshu scratched his nose and forehead habitually: "It's nice to be alone, besides, I said that I once married a wife, and I haven't thought about it since she passed away."

"I..." Xiaoyu pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, I..."

"Brother Wangshu, sister Xiaoyu, I finally found you."

The appearance of Ziyu interrupted Xiaoyu's words, and walked towards the two of them a little out of breath.

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Ang, thank you little angel Liming and Ling who have been commenting, you guessed it right~

I'm a bit busy this week, I'm late for an update. (to finger)