The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 1401 Recalling the Past ([-])

Mr. Rong folded his hands, as if he was holding something. My father sat cross-legged in the middle, with gray hair, looking at Mr. Rong calmly.

Han Lu was in trouble, he stood outside the green light circle, with his hands behind his back, looking inside.

When we got there, Han Lufu happened to be speaking: "It's so powerful, you've held on for a long time, aren't you tired?"

Mr. Rong inside had a sarcasm on his face: "I can hold on for a long time, do you believe it or not?"

Han Lufu nodded: "I believe that you are the most talented and courageous person I have ever met. You dared to go straight to the headquarters of the Weili Club at a young age. What old cloud, seal me, you Don't say you can last for a long time, even if you say that you can last for a year or so, I will believe it.

But does it make sense to keep going like this? "

Mr. Rong raised the corner of his mouth: "Maybe you think it's meaningless, but in my opinion, it's meaningful!"

Han Lu raised his eyebrows: "What's the point? If you let go now, maybe you can still fight with me. If I break through your so-called invincible Xuanwu fighting spirit, I'm afraid you won't have the strength to fight with me." .”

Mr. Rong snorted: "You can try it, I don't mind sealing you again, of course the premise is that my master can come out safely."

This sentence made my heart tremble, his master?

Is it my father?

I vaguely remember that Mr. Rong once had a conversation with my father after dealing with You Guiying. At that time, he called him Master. I thought it was just an honorific title. Looking at it now, the meaning seems to be very unusual.

My father also opened his eyes when this sentence landed, his eyes were full of helplessness and sadness, and his voice was weak: "Xiao Rong, let go!"

Mr. Rong's expression froze: "No, I won't let go. A few years ago, when you held my hand, you didn't let go. Now I won't let go!"

My father sighed heavily: "But, I am not Yi Zhengyang from back then, I am Ou Chuqun now!"

Mr. Rong smiled bitterly: "Whether you are the old magic stick back then or Ou Chuqun now, you are my master, the master who protects me with his life, and my close relative. I will not give up my close relative, just like you It’s the same as caring for me with your life back then!”

My father had inexplicable compassion on his face: "I don't remember what happened back then."

Mr. Rong suddenly laughed loudly: "Don't remember? Okay, then I will let you remember!"

When he finished speaking, Mr. Rong suddenly let go of one hand, wiped it around his waist, and took out a shiny golden writing brush.

"Danqing brush, this is what ink and wash left me!"

He raised his hand to hold the pen, and drew in the air like splashing ink!
After this stroke, I once again saw the void!
The blank area covered with white salt, this blank area appeared in the air like a big screen, far more imposing and powerful than the blank area created by Han Lu before disaster.

Mr. Rong stuffed the Danqing pen back into his waist, continued to hold the invisible air mask in front of my father with both hands, and then glanced at Han Lufu with disdain: "Look, can you do it?"

Han Lufu's face was livid: "Aren't you also sealed here by me?"

Mr. Rong snorted coldly: "If I were as inhuman as you, you would have died hundreds of times."

Han Lufu retorted: "Being cruel is also a skill."

Mr. Rong kept silent, sighed and said: "Indeed, cruelty is also a skill, let's watch TV!"

television?

That large blank area is indeed like a big TV!
On the TV, a boy about one or two years old was standing in a room, lying on the ground was a fat man bleeding from the back of his chest, a disheveled woman, the ghost of the fat man.

The young man was terrified, very terrified, and at this moment, an uncle in a windbreaker with messy hair appeared.

He threw a bell in his hand that didn't ring no matter how hard he shook it, the bell hit the fat ghost's body, trapping the ghost in the bell.

This is a picture. At the end of the picture, the man took the boy's hand and led him into a bright avenue.

The second picture shows the boy kneeling in front of the coffin and kowtowing. Behind the coffin is a portrait of a woman, and a middle-aged man is sleeping on a chair beside him.

When it was getting late, the man woke up, said something to the boy, and then left.

The boy at that time was very scared and wanted to leave the room several times, but he still gritted his teeth and could not leave.

Because of his fear, the ghost appeared.

It's the portrait of the woman on the wall.

The female ghost is a fierce ghost with vicious methods, as if she wants to kill the boy.

At this moment, the door of the mourning hall was opened, and the middle-aged man reeking of alcohol taunted and abused the female ghost.

Then he lovingly touched the boy's head, as if teasing his timidity.

In fact, the man never left the mourning hall. He just hid aside and watched the young man silently. He didn't stand up until the young man's life was in danger.

In the third picture, the teenager and his companions are captured in a mysterious place.

This is a particularly weird formation, with crooked doors and slanted paths.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the crooked door ramp, swearing, hitting with a raised hand, and rushed inside angrily.

After a fuss, the boy was released.

The man stroked the boy's head, as if he was the boy's solid backing.

The fourth picture is the picture of the boy and his companion being chased by a purple arm.

The purple arm finally landed on another person, and possessed that person. The boy's companion died tragically, and the boy managed to save his life.

Knowing the news, the middle-aged man came out of the mountain angrily, and found the owner of the purple arm in the vast mountain. It turned out to be the ancestor of the zombie, Yinggou!
Only then did I realize that this man's ability is so great that Ying hooked him in front of him, but he was just a slightly stronger mummy. The man and his companion, just two people, sealed the ancestor of this zombie , and cut off its two arms as punishment!

As time went by, the young man grew up step by step. On his left eye, the scorpion-like mark became more and more powerful, and his own abilities also continued to grow. The middle-aged man sent him to school, and taught him the Tao. Size, arranged in place one by one.

This process has laughter, bitterness, excitement, and dejection.

I can't even help wondering if this boy is the man's illegitimate child.

But the real answer is in front of me, of course I know the relationship between them.

If the kindness of nurturing is already a great kindness, then everything that happened later is a kindness greater than the sky!

(End of this chapter)