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After doing emergency treatment for Gun Gun, Fei Laer walked towards the aircraft with Gun Gun. You En had too many questions in his heart, so he gritted his teeth and followed.

Gun Gun looked very depressed and sleepy, with no smile in his eyes anymore, leaning against Ferrar's body listlessly.He didn't speak, so Ferrar naturally wouldn't speak either. Even though Youen had thousands of puzzles, he didn't ask anything in the end.

The three of them returned to the Admiral's Mansion, but Fei Fu hadn't come back yet. The quiet and retro mansion was exceptionally quiet. Ferrar pulled Rolling and sat down on the sofa, took out the medicine box to treat his wounds, the Ningshuang Sword was extremely sharp, The sword energy was even fiercer. He just moved slightly, and a long and thin scar was drawn on his neck. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the main part.

Gun Gun's complexion was fair, and the scar looked particularly glaring. Feral applied the medicine to him very lightly, his fingers trembling slightly in fear.

Gun Gun snorted softly, twisted his body and was about to move to the side, Feral said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Gun Gun pursed his lips, responded softly, and sat obediently in his original position, with his back tensed and motionless, perhaps the wound medicine had taken effect, or maybe it was because Feilar's movements were too light, and he didn't move any further. Feel the pain.

After applying the medicine, Feilaer solemnly wrapped the bandages for him a few more times, and the work was completed.

Gun Gun reached out to touch the bandage around his neck, slightly bent his eyes, and said softly, "Thank you Hui Laer~"

Feral rubbed his head lightly, without speaking.

Gun Gun gently held his right hand, looked at the bloodstains and hideous wounds on it, raised his eyebrows, blew lightly, and said in a low voice: "Apply the medicine..."

He took the wound medicine on the side, applied it on Feral awkwardly, and then tied an ugly knot with a bandage.

Ferrar looked at the abrupt bandage on his hand, with a hint of tenderness in his deep eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Roll."

Gun Gun raised the corner of his mouth, shook his head lightly, and said softly, "You're welcome~"

As if thinking of the source of the wound, Gun Gun touched the bandage on his hand, lowered his head slightly, the smile in his eyes gradually faded, and his expression was a little lonely.

The person beside him moved slightly, and then a candy with a strong milky fragrance was handed to his mouth.

Gun Gun raised his head blankly, blinked his eyes, and said softly and obediently: "I ate two candies today."

Having said that, he involuntarily glanced at the candy and licked his lips lightly.

"It's okay." Feral said in a low voice.

Rolling eyes lit up, and he responded happily, aww he ate the candy into his mouth, and the sweet milk fragrance spread in his mouth, he bent his eyes contentedly, and asked obediently: "Hui Lai, What is death?"

You En who was sitting on the side suddenly panicked, grinned stiffly, and moved a little behind the roll.

Neither Zi Che'an nor Fei Laer had instilled in him the knowledge of life and death. The cartoons he watched on weekdays were carefully selected by Fei Fu, and they were all positive and uplifting types. En just murmured in a low voice, and he kept remembering it.

"Gun Gun has grown up... There are some things that he should know... He can't live under your protection all his life..." Youen poked his head out and said without confidence, and then hid back to Gun Gun again behind.

According to Ferrar's pampering and pampering, Gun Gun did not become an arrogant and savage young master, but was kind and willing to share his innocence and loveliness, which is not easy.

Gun Gun was young, loved his family, relied on his family, was kind and simple, but one day he would grow up and want to venture out by himself, and to see the outside world. At that time, the only thing he could rely on was himself, to understand more things Reason, always right.

Ferrar protected him too well.

Gun Gun tilted his head to look at You En, then nodded in agreement, his small face was full of seriousness, and said firmly, "Gun Gun has grown up!"

Fei Laer lowered his eyes slightly, sighed in a low voice, rubbed his hair with his big hands, and said in a deep voice: "Death is a kind of departure."

Gun Gun frowned in confusion, unconsciously wrapped his fingers around the hem of his clothes, raised his eyes to look at him, pursed his lips in confusion and said, "Then where did you go after you left?"

Fei Laer whispered: "Another world."

Gun Gun nodded half-understood, lowered his head, fiddled with the hem of his clothes, and asked softly, "Did that Che An leave too?"

"Um"

"Is that world rolling?"

"no"

Gun Gun let out a sigh of disappointment, lowered his head, gently touched the scar on his neck, and said softly: "Because there is no Gun Gun in that world, did Zi Che'an forget about Gun Gun?"

Ferrar rubbed his head a little, and said in a low voice: "Yes."

"Okay..." Gun Gun lightly rubbed against Feral's palm, raised his small face, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Then Gun Gun won't be sad..."

Having said that, Gun Gun has been in a lack of energy since then, nestled on the sofa, his feet got into Ferrar's clothes, watching cartoons with the doll in his arms.

Youen listened for a while, and finally understood that the Zi Che'an they were talking about was the white-robed man they saw today, and also Gun Gun's former family member. He felt a little sour, and looked at Gun Gun with more pity.

What happened today is vivid in my mind, and many things are like a messy ball of thread, making people confused and unable to see through but unable to let go.

You En looked at Fei Laer, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Sanatus, did you know that Zi Che'an before?"

Feilaer knew what he was going to say, he shook his head lightly, and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

Youen responded, scratched his head, and said with a smile: "I also think, isn't Gun Gun a plant from the ancient earth? In this way, Zi Che'an is also a person from the ancient earth. He is our ancestor. You shouldn't know it... "

As he spoke, his voice became less and less confident, and finally he couldn't continue. He lowered his head and struggled for a while, and then said in a broken jar: "But if you don't know your saber, how can you recognize him as the master, and show up?" With your real name, and when you fight, he seems to know you very well, he can perfectly predict your movements, moves, and even the direction of movement, which is really creepy."

If he had fought against Zi Che'an with another person, he might not have had such a big reaction, but that person happened to be Fei Laer. He has been under Fei Laer's subordinates for many years, and he has never seen him so powerless.

But even he himself found these ideas absurd.

He looked intently at the drowsy roll, swallowed, lowered his voice, and said, "And... he should be dead already."

How can the dead come back to life...

Gun Gun yawned softly, closed his eyes and fell asleep, Fei Laer looked at You En, then got up and gently hugged him, and walked upstairs slowly.

Youen didn't even think about it, he stepped up and followed, and stood at the door of the bedroom waiting for him to come out.

Feilaer gently put Tuntu on the bed, Tuntu hummed softly, looked at him sleepily, and said softly: "Hui Lai..."

Feilaer responded in a low voice, brushed the hair from his face, covered the quilt again, and said softly, "Sleep well."

Rolled over, responded softly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Fei Laer sat on the edge of the bed and watched quietly for a while, then walked out of the room gently.

"Sanatus." Seeing him coming out, Youen took a step forward.

Fei Laer glanced at him, his face was watery, his warmth was no longer there, and he said in a deep voice, "Follow me."

After speaking, he went straight to the study.

Youen replied, and quickly stepped up to follow.

After entering the study room, his eyes were immediately attracted by the paintings hanging on the wall. He stared blankly at the paintings, and when he saw the person in the paintings clearly, he paused, his pupils dilated, and he looked shocked.

The human being in the painting has an imposing manner, a magnificent temperament, and a peerless world, but it is exactly the same as the white-robed man I saw today. Although he has the same appearance, his expression and temperament are completely different.

He looked at the painting, then looked at Ferrer blankly, and murmured, "This is... "Northern Ming Qi Spirit Picture"?... Wasn't it bought?"

Feilaer nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I snatched it."

Youen let out a dazed oh, and carefully looked at the paintings on the wall, his expression becoming more and more surprised.

In addition to Zi Che'an, there are actually radish-shaped billows and many unknown plants in this painting. According to the clothes of the people in the painting and the words on it, it can be concluded that the history of this painting is very long.

He murmured and sighed: "This is too well preserved..."

Feral went to the desk, picked up a pen, and copied two characters on the paper - 'Ningshuang'

You En stepped forward, looked at it for a while, and then asked in doubt, "The name of that sword?"

Feilaer hummed in a low voice, handed him the paper with writing on it, and said in a deep voice, "Check."

Youen took the paper, looked at it carefully, put it away, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm familiar with the people from the Academy of Ancient Chinese Language."

Just as he was talking, his eyes swept over the words on the painting, frowning in confusion, shaking his head from time to time, and said to himself: "Have I seen this word before..."

A few characters were mentioned in "Bei Ming Qi Ling Tu", which are traditional traditional characters, which are thousands of miles away from interstellar characters. He stroked his chin, looked at it from various angles, and then suddenly clapped his hands, saying in surprise : "I remember, I have indeed seen this word!"

As he spoke, he searched hard and took out an information card. He handed the card to Ferrar and said, "This is the information card that L put under the pillow during the Black Spider case. You didn't take it away. I just put it away...Look, does the buyer’s name look like the second word on the painting? I remember L said that the buyer’s name is ‘Lan’.”

Feilaer took the card and checked it carefully. Although the font was different, judging from the outline, it was indeed the same word.

Youen stroked his chin, looked at the painting carefully, and said, "I learned in college that the ancients would put their own names on them when they painted. Could this Lan be Zi Che'an's nickname or something?"

Feilaer shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "Zi Che'an has always been sloppy...this painting is not made by him."

"Northern Ming Qiling Tu" depicts the spring scenery of Wugou Valley, which is full of spring, with gentle, delicate and delicate writing. Zi Che'an in the painting is like a bright moon and a clear breeze, orchids and jade trees, with smiling eyebrows and eyes. He is free and easy, and his informal personality does not match.

Youen was taken aback, pursed his lips lightly, hesitated for a moment, and reminded: "Didn't you say you didn't know him...how do you know what his temperament is?"

Hearing this, Ferrar's eyes flashed with a trace of bewilderment, his complexion was deep, and he seemed to be in deep thought.

You En swallowed her saliva, and said with a smile, "Maybe that Lan is really not Zi Che'an, the author of this painting is someone else..."

Ferrar's eyes were fixed, and he suddenly looked straight at him, choked with grace, and thought that he hadn't said anything to irritate him, he held his mouth and smiled, pointed out the door, and said: "Then What, I'll look it up first, if you have time, you can go to the palace to see, meet that Nancy, and say good afternoon to Gun Gun for me, I'm leaving first."

After finishing speaking, he strode out of the study room with the clothes he bought, and left the Admiral's Mansion.

Ferrar narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly opened his sleeves, the same scar as Lori appeared on his right arm, bleeding profusely.

He put down his sleeves, looked up at the person in the painting again, his eyes were cold.

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