After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 119 Nangong Ling

Nangong Xun's execution lasted for two more days before ending.

Xiao Hei didn't look.

Tang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of whether Nangong Xun was really careful or not, she didn't want to see such a bloody scene again.

But the scene of that day couldn't stop lingering in my mind.

Nangong Xun should be a pile of bones now, right?
  But according to the rumors, the people of Shuiyue Kingdom hate him so much that they even fight for the bones to make soup?

Tang Ling felt nauseated just thinking about such a scene, but Xiao Hei continued to eat and drink without being affected at all. This was another torture for Tang Ling.

After being in Xiao Hei's memory for a long time, Tang Ling even had a terrible suspicion, would he never be able to get out?
  I don’t know what my current situation is in reality. Could it be that in reality my body has been replaced by Xiao Hei or Tang Ling Yuan to control it, and my consciousness will forever be reincarnated in Xiao Hei’s memory and never wake up?
  When he thought of this, Tang Ling felt extremely scared, and boldly tried to talk to Xiao Hei in the sea of ​​​​consciousness many times, but he got no response at all.

Tang Ling remembered that he was in the underground city of Nangong's family, and he was immersed in this memory when he and Fu Qingcheng were killing the mirage under the water there.

She didn't understand why the mirage under the Nangong family would trigger Xiao Hei's long-standing memories.

And in the memories I have seen so far, there is no mirage at all.

Such doubts and fears were interrupted by severe pain in the chest one day.

The day after Nangong Xun's death, Xiao Hei returned to the flower field where he first met him.

Perhaps remembering what Nangong Xun asked him before he was alive, it actually tried to open its mouth and hummed softly.

This action may be an attempt to recall his lost memories. After all, this is a demon with a brain that is not very easy to use.

Unfortunately, it hummed for a long time without singing a complete tune. Tang Ling was so anxious that he wanted to sing for it.

If I remember correctly, when she dreamed about this scene, she sang the song "Requiem" that shocked everyone in Yunlaiju's guest room.

Such behavior proves that Xiao Hei is suspicious of Nangong Xun's answer of "I don't know".

It may vaguely feel that it knew Nangong Xun before.

Tang Ling has always been confused about this.

At first she thought that Xiao Hei was talking about what happened in the military camp when he asked Nangong Xun in the cell if he knew her.

But later, after listening to the conversation between the two, I felt that it was not the case.

Did Xiao Hei already know Nangong Xun much longer ago, before meeting him in the flower field?
  The answer was revealed on the seventh day after Nangong Xun's death.

According to folklore, the dead will return to their souls in the first seven days. Before coming to this world, Tang Ling always thought that these were just a different kind of longing for the dead from the living. But what a coincidence, after the death of the Nangong family, On the seventh day of the 19th, the earthquake caused a heavy rain and caused a flash flood.

On the way to fight against the natural disaster, the people sang the song that has been passed down for thousands of years - Requiem.

At that time, Xiao Hei was in the flower field.

I don’t know what species these flowers are, but they are still blooming in autumn.

As if he was afraid that the flowers in the flower field would be destroyed by the heavy rain, Xiao Hei cast a spell to create a barrier.

It was raining heavily outside the barrier, but inside the barrier was peaceful and peaceful. Flowers of different colors surrounded Xiao Hei. The requiem song came through the film of the barrier. Suddenly, a petal rose up without wind and fell to Xiao Hei. On the tip of the black nose.

A severe cramping pain spread from his chest.

For the first time, Tang Ling saw Xiao Hei's painful forehead covered with beads of sweat. The beads of sweat dripped into his eyes, blurring his vision.

Through the pouring rain outside the barrier, Tang Ling seemed to see thousands of troops and horses galloping through the rain, and the desperate roars of fighting on the battlefield rang in his ears, as well as the cries of tens of millions of people he heard at that time.

She felt that many images were passing through her mind, which made her miserable.

Later she realized that these were Xiao Hei's memories.

It has to be said that this amount of memory storage is really terrifying. Tang Ling can feel that those memories about Requiem are desperately restless, and only then can he break free from the memories that Xiaohei has lived for who knows how many years, or from the beginning of the world. Scenes flashed through my mind like a fleeting scene.

A picture flashed by, and all the memories about that picture were awakened in turn. A huge amount of information suddenly poured in. Tang Ling could no longer tell whether he was Xiao Hei or who he was, and held his head in pain.

After a while, although Tang Ling closed his eyes, he felt that the surrounding environment had changed. She immediately realized that this was Xiao Hei falling into reviving memories.

When she opened her eyes, she happened to see a soft curtain above her head being lifted, and the hot air mixed with the aroma of fruit hit her face. There was laughter and laughter in the inner room.

In the blur, Tang Ling felt that he, or more accurately, Xiao Hei, had bypassed the carved barrier and walked into the east room. All he saw was silk and brocade clothes, shining with pearls and jade. Someone had already laughed and said: "Ling'er is here, sit here quickly." .”

The silver hanging garlic threads were lifted up, a mat was spread on the low platform, and a sandalwood Kang table was placed.

The couches were filled with adults and children, and the whole room was filled with delicate fragrances and soft voices, and they only stopped when they saw her.

Tang Ling saw a burly, dignified-looking middle-aged man sitting in the center of the cave. He heard himself call "Dad", and then called several outstanding-looking women on the side one by one, "Madam" and "Aunt". .

This soft and waxy male baby voice made Tang Ling a little stunned.

Before he could be surprised, he was attracted by an eight or nine-year-old boy on the bed.

The boy wore a light purple robe with embroidered patterns, and a bright silk white armor. Wearing a purple jade pendant at the waist, her long hair is disheveled, and she only wears an embroidered purple forehead bandage on her head. There are a few shining pearls and gems dotted in the middle of her forehead, making her skin as white as snow, and her peach blossom eyes are sparkling with water. , His eyebrows were originally crooked, but when he looked towards her, they were tainted with a bit of cold arrogance.

Somewhat familiar.

While Tang Ling was thinking about it, he heard the relatively calm-dressed lady on the couch say, "Xun'er, I want to apologize to your seventh brother."

The boy immediately had a serious look on his face, got out of bed, kicked on a pair of deerskin boots, and was about to leave. In the blink of an eye, he was grabbed by an older, sweet-looking girl next to the lady.

"Nangong Xun, you were the one responsible for the poison. The seventh brother was harmed by you and didn't even finish the exam. He didn't ask you to do anything. Apologizing is just a matter of words. We are all members of the same family. Is it so difficult to open our mouths?"

The boy's face turned blue and white, and it was obvious that he was still a little wary of this girl, so he turned his cold face towards Tang Ling.

"What kind of family is worthy of a bastard born from a wild woman who doesn't know where he came from?!"

"Asshole! He is a bastard. Who are you and me who gave birth to him?" The middle-aged man in the lead shouted loudly.

"When my mother was seriously ill and died, were you having an affair with that wild woman... outside?"

The boy was not afraid of the man's anger at all, he cocked his neck and retorted with red eyes.

The room was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. The man stared angrily in the silence, unable to suppress the anger in his heart any longer.

"Come here! Take this kid to Liufeng Pavilion and make him kneel down! He must kneel down for two hours before he can eat!"

The boy was taken away angrily, and before leaving, he glared at Tang Ling with his peach blossom eyes.

After the man on the couch calmed down his anger, he suddenly turned towards her and smiled stiffly, "Ling'er, don't be afraid, come over to dad's side."

Tang Ling felt her body take a few steps forward. Passing by a mirror, she caught a glimpse of what her body looked like at this moment.

A snow-white long coat, with a fistful of smooth mink hair at the collar, and a small face that can't be reached by a palm. The facial features on the face are not big, with small eyes, a small nose and a small mouth. Although the appearance is not outstanding, the combination of facial features is good Just right, comfortable to look at.

It's just that this is a boy's face.

Tang Ling stayed for a while and listened to some names before he figured out what was going on.

There was also the familiar feeling that the purple-clothed boy gave her just now.

That face... was clearly the face of Nangong Xun, who had shrunk.

It's just that it hasn't been damaged by time yet. There are no traces of wind and frost on it, and there's no muddy color in its eyes. It's almost completely different from what it was in the military camp.

Skin color, expression, eyes...the specific changes in each part simply constitute two completely different faces, each telling a completely different story.

This is Nangong Xun before he joined the army. This is him as a child.

And Xiao Hei actually knew him as a child.

Meet him in the way it is wont to do, by possessing others.

As for the boy possessed by Xiao Hei... Tang Ling had already guessed it.

The Nangong family's illegitimate son and seventh eldest son was the seventh young master that Nangong Xun had mentioned in the military camp and whom she had heard about, and whom Nangong Xun was extremely at odds with - Nangong Ling.

(End of this chapter)