Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

Hu Bugui jumped down from Qingpeng's back, and the guards and servants of King Zhao's Mansion rushed forward, saying in unison: "Welcome your son back to the mansion."

The young man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, he was very imposing, he wore a white jade crown, a silver and white dress, and a silver and snow brocade cloak, which gave off the appearance of Lanzhi Yushu.He allowed his attendants to take Qingpeng away, and when his robes fluttered lightly, he turned away from the spirit beast garden, strode towards the back garden, and asked loudly, "How is your father?"

The two personal attendants followed closely behind, and respectfully replied: "My lord, my lord...has never gotten better."

Hu Bugui's eyebrows darkened a little, but his feet didn't stop, walking through the shade of trees, crossing the corridor bridge, full of wind and dust, he couldn't hide his impatience.

An attendant whispered again: "My lord, there are people from Xiangxian Sacred Palace."

Hu Bugui sneered and said, "Here he comes, it's nothing more than an admonishment and urging, and I still need the young master to greet him?"

The attendant didn't dare to make a sound anymore, just lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, following Hu Bugui to stop in front of the study.

Outside the door of Hu Yanfeng's dormitory, there were many guards, and when they saw Hu Bugui appearing, they all bowed and greeted the prince.

Hu Bugui glanced over, and an attendant Zhiji stepped forward and said, "My lord, the prince is waiting for you."

Hu Bugui still nodded slightly, stepped into the hall, passed through the front hall, and entered the bedroom.

It was the beginning of spring, and Qiongying's spring was chilly, and the room was filled with warm jade, which was as warm as early summer, and the maids came and went quietly with the blood cloths they replaced.

Hu Bugui was startled, and broke into the inner room in three steps at a time, and saw Hu Yanfeng's face was like gold paper, with his eyes closed, lying in Sujin's quilt, his black hair scattered, as if a touch of it would melt in the blink of an eye Ice and snow remnants.

The stagnation and resentment accumulated in my heart earlier melted away in a blink of an eye.Hu Bugui finally laughed at himself, took off his cloak, sat on the side of the bed, and looked down at him.

Three years have passed since Dongjizhou parted with Zhan Changsheng.

In the past three years, Hu Yanfeng was tortured by trauma, and he couldn't sleep day and night. Although his physical body was strong, he couldn't stand the torture of the true blood dragon soul. Now his temples are stained with frost, showing a bit of old age.

The room was silent, and even the sound of breathing was heard from each other. Everyone dared not breathe out, for fear of breaking the quietness of the room, but instead it made the atmosphere in the bedroom even more dignified.Hu Bugui gently held his adoptive father's hand that was exposed outside the quilt, and felt that the tentacles were scorching hot and cracked, like dead wood that was dry and cracked under the scorching sun.Hu Bugui felt a lifeless touch, causing Hu Bugui's heart to tear apart.

Mr. Mo said in a low voice: "The special envoy of the Holy Palace left an oral order from the palace master, ordering the prince to stay at Qiongying to recover from his injuries."

Hu Bugui laughed softly: "He said it nicely, who will be entrusted with the duties of the Dharma Protector Left Envoy?"

Mr. Mo said: "The deputy general Lin Wu... will take over temporarily."

Lin Wu is just the young man that Zhan Changsheng met by chance in the Forest of Lost Life. He has outstanding talent, deep dive and hard work, and has won the trust of Hu Yanfeng.

Hu Bugui sneered a few more times, and was about to say a few words of sarcasm, but saw the eyelids of the person on the couch moving slightly, just as he was waking up, he hurriedly leaned over and called softly, "Father."

Hu Yanfeng opened his eyes slowly, and a familiar handsome face came into his eyes. He couldn't help but bewildered, and whispered: "...Yuan Zhao?"

His voice was indistinct, only a few breaths fell into Hu Bugui's ears, the young man responded kindly: "It's me, Daddy, the child is not filial, and he took so long to turn around."

Hu Yanfeng's eyes gradually cleared up, looking at the young man who looked more and more like Nai's father, he unconsciously smiled softly, sat up with the support of Mr. Mo and Hu Bugui, patted the back of Hu Bugui's hand, and said in a hoarse voice: " It’s fine if you come back, if you don’t return, have you ever been wronged?”

Hu Bugui smiled and said: "Who dares to make me wronged?" He hesitated a little, then said: "Father, my son has something to say."

The servants and maids understood and retreated from the room one after another. Mr. Mo also retreated after seeing Hu Yanfeng's expression.

There were only Hu's father and son left in the bedroom. Hu Yanfeng saw the young man hesitating to speak, his heart was clear, and he knew that sooner or later this day would come, but he said gently on his face: "If you don't return, you can say it if you have something to say."

Hu Bugui then made up his mind, looked straight at him with his starry eyes, and said in a low voice: "Father, I already know everything, don't lie to me again."

Hu Yanfeng laughed softly, pulled the wound, and flames rose from his chest as he struggled, but today the burning seemed to be more intense, from the flesh to the internal organs, everything was burned into coke, it was unbearably blazing.He replied: "Since you know it, why do you need to ask again."

Hu Bugui smiled suddenly, his eyes were deep and bottomless, and whispered: "I respected and loved you when I was young, and regarded you as a great hero in the world. I can't refute all kinds of crimes that Changsheng said to me, but I am very unconvinced. , I just want you to have other difficulties, it must be for righteousness, you have to do it."

Hu Yanfeng didn't say a word, because he couldn't say a word.

Hu Bugui said for him: "Now I finally see it clearly. In the final analysis, you are just a villain who sells friends and seeks glory for his own selfishness."

Hu Bugui's words were heavy, like a cold hammer hitting Hu Yanfeng's chest hard.

He stopped breathing suddenly, his complexion became paler, with only a little panic, he firmly grasped the back of Hu Bugui's hand.

Hu Bugui sensed the strength of his fingers, slowly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled sadly, "Marquis Wu Lie has been loyal for generations, full of wealth and power, all ancestors fought with each other with their lives. Why should the Yongchang royal family be? Master Yongchang Guozuo? Daddy refuses to accept it, and neither do I."

Hu Yanfeng sighed in a low voice, Hu Bugui's words and sentences seemed to penetrate his heart.

The young man burst into tears like rain, his tone was obviously sarcasm, but he couldn't stop the tears from rolling down on the two hands, "It's just Daddy, why did you want to seek skin from a tiger?"

Establish the right position in the world and walk the right way in the world.

A tree of evil deeds is hard to bear good fruit.

The words and sentences that Hu Bugui read when he was young are like torture now.

Hu Yanfeng's face became more and more pale, so he could only sigh in a low voice, and whispered: "I don't return...I..."

Hu Bugui just lowered his head, let the tears fall, wet the snow-white silk quilt, and laughed at himself: "Even if Daddy is a heinous villain, the child is still Daddy's child, in dire straits, in the hell, after all, I have to go with Daddy .”

Hu Yanfeng's lips parted and closed, trembling unceasingly, the scar that had been silent for many years was torn again, dripping with blood.

"No return..." Hu Yanfeng said sadly, "I... I'm sorry for you."

Hu Bugui gradually stopped his tears, felt a little embarrassed, raised his hand to wipe his face, and said with a low laugh: "Why should you apologize, when you named me back then, I'm afraid I would have expected this day."

Hu Yanfeng's eyes were blank, but he still held onto Hu Bugui's wrist, "I...was just laughing at myself, and never thought of keeping you."

Hu Bugui smiled again, and said in a low voice, "Father, it's fortunate that you kept me."

The two were relatively silent, Hu Yanfeng was half lying down, Hu Bugui sat quietly, and they were silent for a long time.

There is no way back to the end of the world, even though the world is vast, there is no way back.

It is better not to return.

Xiuye ​​Valley is full of barriers, making it difficult for ordinary people to get close to. However, due to the rise of fame in the past three years, people gradually gathered outside the valley, forming a small village.

On this day, a handsome young man came to the entrance of the valley, tall and straight, dressed in brown coarse cloth, standing alone on the gravel path at the entrance of the valley, he suddenly knelt down straight.

When the villagers saw the boy's appearance clearly, they were shocked.

After hearing the news, the Dragon Slayer also rushed over. When he saw the young man, he couldn't help but smiled wryly and said, "Young Master Hu, why are you doing this..."

That young man was Hu Bugui, and at this time he was kneeling upright, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said in a respectful voice: "My father did evil in the past, and being punished by the head of the sect is an act of heaven. My father and I have never said a word. Complaints. It's just that my father has been tortured for three years, and he can't sleep peacefully every day. Now he is on the verge of running out of oil and lamps. God has the virtue of being good at life, and I ask the head of Zhan to show mercy and spare my father's life."

The disciple went to Dongjizhou with the crowd three years ago, and he knew a thing or two about this matter. Although what Hu Yanfeng did was hateful, this young man was really innocent. Now the little bully is kneeling in front of the valley bearing the burden of humiliation, he can't help but relieve his hatred and pity, so he has to comfort him a few words and bring Hu Bugui's original words into the valley.

Zhan Changsheng was not in the valley, Fengyao received the news, her brows were furrowed, and she sighed: "How to deal with the head's family affairs?"

Naturally, Zhang Yi and the others were helpless, so they could only send out the messenger talisman, hoping that the news would reach Zhan Changsheng as soon as possible.

"That wild boy has some true inheritance from Xia Yuanzhao." Zhan Long smiled softly, crushed the two messenger talismans, lowered his head to flatter and kissed the ear of his junior brother Yubai, "he came to Xiuye ​​Valley to perform bitter tricks, please!" Save Hu Yanfeng's life."

The wild boy in Zhanlong's mouth is naturally Hu Bugui.

Zhan Changsheng took a deep breath, but said nothing.

Zhan Long said again: "Unexpectedly, Tong Sheng really fell for the trick, and distributed the three Shenquan ice needles you left him to save his life, and gave one to that wild boy."

Hu Bugui knelt outside Xiuye ​​Valley for seven days and seven nights, Xia Tongsheng just couldn't bear it.

Zhan Changsheng tremblingly said: "Brother..."

Zhan Long said to himself: "Tongsheng's heart is soft, it's hard to make a big deal, so go back and teach him a lesson."

Zhan Changsheng couldn't move in his arms, his fingers were clenched into fists, he almost pinched the armrest of the seat into two pieces, and finally hissed angrily: "Since you want to talk about business, pull it out first!"

But Zhan Long lowered his head and bit the young man's ear, moved his teeth like grinding his teeth, and said slowly: "I can't help you."

No matter how much the young man complained and scolded, it turned into small moans in an instant.