Hua Fan was stunned, suspecting that there was something wrong with his hearing. He turned to look at Yan Honglei and Gu Sha, and found that the expressions on their faces were also very surprised. There was silence all around, not even the sound of a needle dropping.
You can hear everything clearly.----It's probably not just me who heard it wrong.
"Father, what did you just mean...?" Hua Fan asked Tang Zhong again. She felt that there must be some deviation in her understanding.
Tang Zhong frowned, expressing his confusion at their unusual reaction.
"The only son of the Shangguan family died in that accident twenty years ago. His bones were still collected by me. He was a teenager. It's a pity, it's a pity."
The surroundings were even quieter, the flames were raging, but the air seemed to be frozen into ice. You could only hear the flames passing through the comfrey, the grass shells bursting, and all the plasma exploding, making a slight crackling sound.
"Father..." Hua Fan's eyes were filled with tears because of anxiety and surprise.
"Father...is the person you are talking about really Shangguan Jinnian? Is he the youngest son from Shangguan Town, Shangguan Jinnian?" Hua Fan asked.
Tang Zhong was frightened by Hua Fan's reaction. "Shu'er, what's wrong with you? Why suddenly..." He took out a handkerchief and handed it over.
Hua Fan didn't take it, and the others' reactions were also inexplicable. Even though they talked a lot, they suddenly became silent.
"It's true that he was the son of the Shangguan family. He died on the battlefield." After thinking carefully for a moment, Tang Zhong repeated with certainty.
This time, even Hua Fan stopped talking.
"Old General, if I want to tell you, is this person still alive in the world now?" Yan Honglei was the first to come back to his senses.
Tang Zhong was surprised and said: "It's absolutely impossible. I have no memory of his death. I remember this incident as clearly as if it happened yesterday. He was killed by that person. No one or demon can."
The reason for surviving under him. The situation on the battlefield is very miserable. You juniors may
I can't even imagine what kind of tragic situation it was like with rivers of blood. Many people didn't even have a whole body. I thought of Lord Shangguan's care for me, so I risked my life and took a few brave brothers with me.
He rushed into the pile of corpses, restrained him, and handed him over to the Shangguan family."
"Father, he is indeed alive..." Hua Fan said, the surprise in his eyes turned into horror.
Tang Zhong pondered: "If he were a demon, it would be possible for him to be resurrected by the water from the west of the bright moon and live to this day. But the Shangguan family are mortals, and this is absolutely true."
The panic in Hua Fan's eyes did not dissipate, but became more intense. The pale ash smoked out by the comfrey and the fishy smell made her feel as if her heart was being hollowed out bit by bit.
Her lips moved, but in the end she said nothing, not a single word. At this moment, what came to her mind were the eyes of that person, and the flash of demonic magic in his eyes.
Blood red.
The smoky red and blue fox eyes flashed with a hint of subtle intelligence.
Gusha smoothed things over and said: "In my opinion, this matter is most likely a mistake. I have also experienced some of the chaos on the battlefield. At that time, it was all people who were red-eyed and brain-burned. Most of them were from the bottom.
It must be the case that people panic, make mistakes for a moment, and fail to recognize clearly."
"The one who recognized the person was not the person below me, but General Tang." Yan Honglei said slowly. The corner of his mouth raised, and he obviously sensed something was wrong. He and Shangguan Jinnian were sworn enemies!
He would not let go of Shangguan if he got the slightest clue, not to mention that this matter was still so full of doubts.
Hua Fan interrupted him and said: "My father said that the situation at that time was very chaotic. It is not a big deal to admit the wrong person, so we don't need to worry about it." The panic on her face was swept away, and then
Burned a handful of comfrey.
"Father, let's recite a song [Calling Souls]. Mother, brother and others will definitely come here to gather together tonight." Hua Fan smiled at Tang Zhong.
Tang Zhong realized that Hua Fan was changing the subject, so he also cooperated: "What Shu'er said is that we, father and daughter, will be here tonight to keep vigil for them."
A song to evoke the soul, the last afterglow of the setting sun dissipates, and faint stars rise in the night sky.
The golden firelight spreads a little spark, like a wandering soul that has not returned.
But Hua Fan's heart was even more unpeaceful than a lonely ghost.
Who is he? Since [Shangguan Jinnian] may have died in the war twenty years ago, then who is the man who brought him back to Chang'an and who has been entangled with her for so many years?
Is he Shangguan Jinnian, a mortal, or is he a demon like her?
Licking his lips, his soul-crushing kiss seemed to be still on his lips, but he was getting farther and farther away, becoming more and more blurry. Just like that time, with a light touch, he melted into the air.
Disappeared without a trace.
"Father, I'm leaving first." Hua Fan said goodbye to Tang Zhong, got up and went back to his room.
*
She stayed up all night, and finally closed her eyes in the early hours of the morning. Along with the dark morning mist outside the window, another dream invaded her soul.
In his sleep, there was a cloud of smoke. The chaotic fire and black putrid smoke made it difficult to open his eyes. It was very noisy, and there were noises everywhere. Hua Fan saw many people running in front of him, screaming and fighting for their lives.
He was running around, as if he was about to lose his life in the next second.
She heard a chaotic loud noise coming from behind her, coming from the direction of the horizon where the rising sun was rising.
But she couldn't turn around to see what was going on. The body in the dream didn't seem to be her own, and she couldn't control it freely.
There was a long neigh of a war horse. The sound of hoofbeats was very clear in this chaos. Because in the chaos of the war, only this horse was galloping in the opposite direction. It was a pure black horse with sweat and blood. Immediately it was
A figure in military uniform. As the horses get closer and closer, the figure on the war horse becomes clearer and clearer. The golden armor on his body faces the rising sun. The strongest golden armor in the world shows that the owner is the most noble.
identity.
The horse's hooves galloped, running very fast, and there were several people behind him. It didn't look like he was following, but like he was chasing and stopping him.
"Young Master! Young Master!" The person behind him shouted at the top of his lungs, but the galloping horse turned a deaf ear and rushed straight towards the direction from which the chaotic voice came.
The picture becomes clearer and clearer. On top of the war horse is a young man with slender but well-proportioned bones and a body full of strength. It can be seen that he has been trained for many years on the battlefield.