Chapter 655

Tang Fu went out to find a hammer. He wanted to hammer this thing to pieces and hammer it into powder.

Tang Huaijin and Tang Huaiyu joined in.

Tang ancestors, who are already spiritual, joined in to vent their anger. They have no body and can't even touch, but it seems that they can feel more comfortable to join in trampling and spitting.

Without support, they began to dissipate gradually.

"Xiaoyuan, no matter whether the Tang family is still there or not, Dad won't blame you. It's hard for you to be born into the Tang family, which is hard for you."

The spiritual consciousness gradually dissipated, and without the support of obsession, they couldn't stay for a moment.

Each of them seemed to have something to say, but they didn't say it in the end.

Liu Sanniang recited the scripture quietly, with a trace of black gas condensed into beads.

She gently held it in the palm of her hand.

The room was bright, and Tang Fu slowly said, "Miss Liu, will they reincarnate and never encounter such a thing again?"

Liu Sanniang looked at Tang Fu and said, "there is no reincarnation. What you see is just a condensation of obsession. When this obsession disappears, it disappears completely."

Tang Fu trembled and said a few words: "ashes fly away..."

Under the mask of indifference, two lines of hot tears surged down and slipped into the neck, just as the Tang family had to swallow the hundreds of years of suffering.

Mrs. Tang sobbed softly.

Tang huaixiao, Tang Huaijin and others are lost, and their hearts are in pain.

Hu Yu sighed. The Tang family had been cheated so hard that they suffered from such pain for generations, but from generation to generation, they didn't even know who was behind the scam.

Father Tang got up slowly and said, "go and call nineteen."

Tang Huai laughed and said, "I'll go."

Tang Huai laughed out of the ancestral hall, and Mrs. Tang held Tang Fu. He said to Liu Sanniang, "Miss Liu, my son will be the Lord of dizang villa in the future, and my nephew is already the magistrate of Jiufang city. If he can be useful in the future, he will do his best to help."

Liu Sanniang looked at Tang Fu and said, "this situation is broken. The merits of the Tang family in protecting the city will be extended to future generations. It's not like protecting the soil and water of one side, but also protecting the future generations."

Tang Fu looked at Liu Sanniang, and his tears fell. He nodded, "what Liu said is that we will never trample on the foundation laid by our ancestors. The Tang family has lived here for generations to protect the peace of the city and themselves."

The crazy resentment in my heart slowly dissipated.

As the Tang family, they suffered too much. Thinking of those hatred and injustice, it was almost impossible to suppress the emotion of revenge, which was almost magical.

Liu Sanniang's words woke up and pulled back the kindness that was already engraved in her bones.

The peace of Jiufang city was bought by the ancestors with blood and flesh, and guarded by the Tang family. It is precisely because they believe in the Tang family. They only listen to the Tang family when they send troops. They are willing to pay their scalding blood and life, in order to protect their back home.

How can we not see those grateful people because of some evil.

The resentment in his heart dissipated bit by bit. When Tang Fu looked at Liu Sanniang again, his eyes became respectful and said, "Miss Liu, thank you."

Liu Sanniang smiled, "No."

Returning to the main hall from the ancestral hall, Tang Fufen asked his servants to make the best tea.

Tang huaixiao went to invite nineteen and will come soon.

When Tang huaixiao walked into the yard, the servant said to her, "eldest lady, the 19th childe is in the study."

Tang Huai smiled and nodded, "you all step back."

Tang huaixiao walked softly towards the study. The door was not closed, and she didn't make a sound. Nineteen looked focused on painting, and didn't notice Tang huaixiao coming in.

Tang huaixiao looked at his painting and was touched. That was the day she stunned him and was ready to send him away.

In the dark night sky, scattered stars, under the lonely woods, a man and a woman led a horse.

Tang huaixiao couldn't help touching the half face with the mask. She knew she was strange since childhood. She heard the servant girl in the house say that it was because the Tang family was cursed and sinful.

She always thought so. She was forced to put away her weakness and covered herself with spikes. Since it was the sin of the Tang family, as a child of the Tang family, she should bear it. There was nothing to be hypocritical.

But now, all these are lies. The solid wall in her heart instantly collapsed. She wanted to cry, but her tears in her eyes could not flow out.

She has long abandoned weakness.

Tang huaixiao's thoughts were complex, and he didn't notice that nineteen had already stopped painting. He looked at Tang huaixiao intently, and watched her endure tears, which never fell out. Nineteen stretched out his hand and wiped gently in the corner of his eyes without tears: "Xiaoxiao, what's the matter?"

Tang Huai smiled back. She looked at nineteen. This face should not be his original appearance, but now, he is nineteen.

Tang Huai smiled and said, "nineteen, your painting skill is very good. Can you draw a picture for me?"

Nineteen gently smiled: "of course, Xiaoxiao has never spoken to anyone, and just cried, but from now on, you can speak to me, anything, nineteen will promise you."

Tang huaixiao looked into the eyes with a gentle smile, and was absent-minded for a moment.

Nineteen added, "what kind of portrait does Xiaoxiao want? Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, as long as it's you, I can imagine it."

"I can draw any kind of smile, such as those who practice sword, meditate, drink, meditate."

In his mind, he has already painted and engraved these pictures countless times. He doesn't feel strange at all. He can draw at will.

Tang Huai looked at him with a smile and said seriously, "just draw a complete picture of me. With my half face, I can look like a woman. Playing piano and chess is good for everything. I just want to see it, even if it's not like it, it doesn't matter."

She had enough swords and just wanted to see what the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting would look like.

Nineteen nodded, and he looked at Tang huaixiao, affectionately and attentively. Tang huaixiao had never been so nervous. She felt that nineteen seemed to see another her through her.

Tang huaixiao couldn't help clutching her palm, which was sticky. This was her small problem. When she was nervous, she sweated.

Nineteen smiled, took a piece of drawing paper again, smoothed it out, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink and began to draw.

Tang huaixiao stood nervously watching. He watched him draw a large piece of lotus.

Tang huaixiao has never seen such a scenery before. It's too cold here.

Clusters of lotus flowers are growing in the lake. There is a pavilion in the center of the lake. A man's back stepped on the wooden road leading to the pavilion. The corner of his clothes gently brushed on the lotus leaves on both sides, and his falling hands picked a lotus flower.

The girl appeared on the pavilion steps, as if welcoming the arrival of the man. Tang huaixiao recognized it. It was her face, but it was not so firm. The curved willow eyebrows made her look less firm and more soft.