After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Yijian Peak was razed to the ground by Chu Jun's Tai Chi Yin and then a new mountain was raised again, but Shenxi moved forward and retreated properly and did not change too much, but ordered people to guard it carefully.

Although this young suzerain sometimes acted vigorously and decisively and was not as gentle as Chu Linyuan, but now that the Seventeen States were in such chaos, the Wushizong also lost many disciples. She herself is still young and needs some thunderous means to calm down the situation.

When she heard that Chu Jun was coming, she brought people to greet her in person, and made a lot of pomp.

Although Chu Jun didn't like overly lively scenes, he still didn't refuse, after all, he came with Ning Buwei this time to support Shen Xi.

Although Ning Buwei and Shen Xi had old grievances because of Shen Ze's affairs, but Shen Xi was helping and giving favors. The invitations were all named by name, and Ning Buwei couldn't justify not coming.

Ning Buwei was not at all interested in the sect family gathering, he stared at the tea mist on the table in a daze, and a clear voice sounded in front of him:

"Patriarch Ning."

Ning Buwei has been in Seventeen States for hundreds of years, and some people called him Ning Chengfeng and Ning Buwei called him a big devil and his mother, but he had never heard of himself being called that. looked up.

A young man with a good appearance, his bone age is only about a hundred years old, and his cultivation is Jindan.

I haven't seen it, I don't know it.

"I am an offshoot of the Ning family who was left behind." The young man saluted respectfully as a junior.

Ning Buwei squinted his eyes in displeasure for a moment, Ning City Lord's family and all the offshoots living in Xun Mansion were all dead, Ning Fan's quilt, the only one who escaped, was chopped off by him, the big devil's face He showed a kind smile.

It seems that Ning Fan's team hasn't been killed yet.

Just when his smile was getting darker, the young man said nervously: "My ancestor is a side branch of the Ning family in Chencheng, Shangzhou, Xunfu 500 years ago. My ancestor was able to escape thanks to the protection of ancestor Ninggu and ancestor Li Xiaohan. In the Northern Kan Prefecture, more than [-] years ago, there are side branch genealogy and family inheritance, and according to the etiquette system, the younger generation should respectfully call you grandpa."

Ning Buwei shook the hand holding the teacup, and the cup instantly turned into powder.

The young man seemed to have misunderstood his anger, so he quickly knelt down and said: "Before, I was incompetent, and now the family is declining. I only heard that you are famous, so I dare not recognize you rashly. Now that the truth is out, the younger generation came here rashly. I don't ask for anything else, I just want to invite the genealogy and family inheritance of Chencheng branch back to Chencheng Ningfu, fulfilling the last wishes of the ancestors..."

Ning Buwei looked at him with a complicated expression, "What's your name?"

"Back to my grandpa, the younger generation should be the 'Jia' character generation, so my father took the character 'Feng' for me, Ning Jiafeng." The young man said.

Ning Buwei never expected that there would still be people who escaped from Chencheng alive back then, and he didn't even care about the terrifying title of "Grandfather", "How many of you are there now?"

"At that time, 17 people escaped from Chencheng. The ancestors changed their surnames to Jia, but they always thought of Chencheng, and told me that the younger generation should not forget their ancestors and return to their ancestors. Now, including me, there are 130 people in the Ning family." Ning Jiafeng returned road.

Although there are very few families with more than 100 people in the Seventeen States, it is better than the Ning family with only one Ning Buwei and one Ning Xiu. down the line.

Ning Buwei waved his hand to signal him to get up, "Then change it back."

Ning Jiafeng burst into tears of joy.

-

Seeing that the wooden building at Jianfeng was still there, Ning Buwei went in for a walk and sat on the railing on the second floor.

Chu Jun stood beside him and handed him a beautifully crafted box.

"Huh?" Ning Buwei questioned, but still took the box and opened it.

Inside lay two jade pendants joined together.

"You left the banquet too early. Ning Jiafeng couldn't find you, so he entrusted me to hand it over to you." Chu Jun said: "He said it was a clan token left by your parents back then, and now it should return to the original owner."

Ning Buwei picked up the two jade pendants that were put together, they were shiny and translucent in the sun, with a slight warmth.

Ning Gu and Li Xiaohan died when their bodies exploded, and there were no bones left. The grave he set up for them contained two empty coffins.

He didn't particularly care about these, after all, there were no people, but if there were...it was better than nothing.

Probably still want a psychological comfort.

Chu Jun hugged him from behind.

"I'm not sad." Ning Buwei insisted on emphasizing this point with him.

"Well, I know." Chu Jun hugged him tighter, and said slowly: "Zizhang and the others always think that Chencheng is deserted."

Ning Buwei snorted: "It's still too little homework assigned by Wanxuan Yuan."

Climbing up the walls one by one, the skin was so itchy that Fang Wanchen was so worried that his hair started to fall out. Obviously, there were only five children and a little dragon, which made Ning Buwei feel like he had thousands of ducks in his family.

However, these ducks are still yelling that the surroundings are too quiet.

Chu Jun smiled, "People from all over the Xun Mansion have already gone in one after another, and within a hundred years, it will definitely be lively again."

Ning Buwei pursed his lips, "Then let them move back to Chencheng."

It used to be their hometown.

"I've never met my parents." Chu Jun said: "I don't know any clan relatives, but I just follow the master's surname Chu. Although the three senior brothers... have different personalities, it's better to be more lively."

Even if they hadn't seen each other for hundreds of years, once he passed his life, they still hurried over and offered to help without saying a word.

Ning Buwei leaned against him, "Well, they are here, and you slept much more soundly than usual."

Chu Jun's voice paused, "That's not true. As far as I am concerned, I still prefer to be clean."

Ning Buwei was interrupted by him, and immediately became interested, "Hey, is it true that senior brother said that when you were young, you went up the mountain to pick fruits and broke your leg?"

Jing and Taizun said solemnly: "Of course not."

"Then the second senior brother said that you coaxed the clumsy Daoist to go to the dark area to find you a spirit beast, but the Daoist got his beard scorched?" Ning Buwei asked again.

"...How is it possible." Chu Jun said without changing his expression, "Master, he has always been calm and majestic, so he can't do such a thing."

"The third brother also said that you encouraged Ning Xingyuan to lie down with you on the gate of the Floating Realm to deduct the money—" Ning Buwei looked dazed, doubtful.

After all, judging from Chu Jun and Ning Xingyuan's consistent behavioral style, they definitely don't look like people who can do such a thing, and roughly calculated that Chu Jun was five hundred years old at that time, so he should be very calm.

Even if Ning Buwei was on him, he felt that he could only do such absurd things when he was fourteen or fifteen years old at most.

"There is absolutely no such thing." Chu Jun said indifferently: "The three of them always like to make up stories, and they can't be true."

Ning Buwei thought of the weird rumors they fabricated that he had eaten Yunzi Pill to "raise fetus", and immediately got goosebumps all over his body, and nodded in agreement, "It makes sense, it really can't be taken seriously."

Chu Jun breathed a sigh of relief, "Next time they talk nonsense, just listen to it."

Ning Buwei nodded, "However, I saw that the frontal silver used as the longevity lock in Ning Xiu's hand is quite similar to the one on the gate of the Floating Realm."

"The front silver was given by the third senior brother, and he may have withheld it."

"Tsk, the third senior brother really has a childlike innocence."

"……Correct."

-

Ning Gu and Li Xiaohan were buried by Ning Buwei in the deep mountains next to the Endless River. Ning Buwei hadn't been here for hundreds of years, and took Chu Jun to search for a long time before finding the enchantment he had set up here.

Chu Jun looked away from the city in the distance, "Where is the Linjiang City that Xiaojiang and Zizhang often mentioned?"

"Yeah." Ning Bu looked at the two names on the stele for the sake of the fragrance, and added several more layers to the already ridiculously thick barrier around him, "After the Xingluoya battle before, my meridians were completely cut off in the dantian. It was damaged, and it was in a coma for a whole year, and when it woke up, it was by the river under this mountain."

He seldom came here to see them, because even he himself knew that there was nothing under the tomb, it was just an open space for his comfort when he was young. Even forgot about this place.

It wasn't until today when he came to release the jade pendant that he suddenly realized that the river beach where he lay dying was only the distance between the top and bottom of the mountain from the tombstone of his parents.

Ning Buwei leaned over and wiped the dust on the stele, and said with a smile: "At that time, the Chongzheng League was chasing me everywhere, and Pei Heguang and Ning Fan were also hiding in the dark and staring at them... Obviously when they died, they exploded and their souls flew away——

But I was able to sleep peacefully for a year and still wake up, and suddenly there was a baby in my arms, no matter how I thought about it before, I couldn't figure out how I passed this drowsy year peacefully..."

Chu Jun looked at the two names on the stele that had long since faded, leaving only deep inscriptions, and put his arms around Ning Buwei's shoulders.

Ning Buwei lowered his eyes, watching the jade pendant slowly fall into the deep coffin.

Maybe it was just an astonishing coincidence, maybe it was really destined, even a fact that he couldn't explain himself.

When he was dying, he fell from the Xingluo Cliff and fell into the Endless River. The surging river carried his broken body all the way east, passing the resting place of Ning Gu and Li Xiaohan. They recognized their child and tried their best. Pull him ashore from the turbulent river with all his strength, protect him from those ominous pursuits and dark prying eyes, and allow him to sleep peacefully after 500 years of exhaustion.

Looking at their son's bruised body, the worried parents seemed to understand his despair and lack of will to survive, so they gave him a lovely child to accompany their child, so that he could continue to live in this world with hope. The not-so-good and peaceful world continues on.

At the beginning, the parting was too anxious, so I selfishly let him sleep for a longer time, so that they could take a closer look at the child's current appearance.

Then he stood in front of the endless river beach, in the bleak autumn rain, quietly watched Ning Buwei leave with Ning Xiu in his arms, until his back was no longer visible.

Maybe, that's all.