Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang smugly licked his hair and said: "Call your father."

"You... is my father?" Wang Xiaobao was shocked.

Ye Shaoyang has a black line and the child is too honest.

"You look at me for a long time, what do you want to say?"

"You...no handsome in the photo."

Ye Shaoyang is speechless.

"However, you are so young and look a lot older than me. It feels a bit strange." He smiled. "I still call you big brother."

Before the words were finished, Ye Shaoyang and Lao Guo slap a slap on his light head.

"By your dad not here, or you will die, no big or small!"

Wang Xiaobao grievously squinted his head and looked at Ye Shaoyang. He smiled again after a while and said: "You are quite like Xiaomu. Hey, it must be relatives."

Ye Shaoyang raised his eyes and shouted: "It’s the same as his old man."

Wang Xiaobao suddenly remembered something and patted his head and said: "Xiaomu just went back soon. He still doesn't know that you are coming back. I let him come." When he said that he was going to take the mobile phone, Ye Shaoyang let him slow and told him that he didn't want to talk to him for the time being. I recognized each other and said that the reason was that Wang Xiaobao was a bit slow, but he also understood his good intentions and promised to keep him secret.

"When is your heart out? I remember you didn't have this problem before?" Ye Shaoyang turned to Lao Guo.

"Ten years have passed. You said this nonsense, I used to be young, it is normal to be ill. If this year's age is over, what disease is found." Lao Guo pointed to his gray hair.

He is really old. Ye Shaoyang calculated it, the small sixty people, although in this era, although not a real old man, but not young, hair is not white, face wrinkles are much more than that.

Seeing him like this, Ye Shaoyang’s mood was not good at once, and he sighed: “Guo brother, forgive me for not being able to accompany you for the past ten years.”

"Yeah, your kid is not old at all! It’s mad!" Lao Guo slammed a punch in his chest, then he converges, sits up from the bed, pulls his needle, and panic Ye Shaoyang and Wang Xiaobao want to Stop him.

Lao Guo violently pushed the two men apart and pulled the needle himself. He did not wait for Ye Shaoyang to say anything. He grabbed Ye Shaoyang’s white wrist with a big hand and looked at him with a positive color. He said: “I have been illusory many times, when you come back. The scene, but none of them are lying on the hospital bed, it feels very bad, you know, when I am old, there will be small fish and you will be waiting for me, but it is not you, I am waiting for you, not Let you wait for me to get sick!"

His big hand was getting tighter and tighter on Ye Shaoyang's arm, and the monitor on the side made an alarm.

"Hey, your heart!"

Wang Xiaobao yelled.

"Don't worry about this!"

Lao Guo only violently ripped off the patch attached to his chest to monitor the heartbeat, and let Wang Xiaobao go to the hospital for formalities. Wang Xiaobao knew the temper of the father and did not dare to neglect. The boss did not want to go.

Lao Guo still grabbed Ye Shaoyang’s arm and spit out four words: “I am not old yet!”

Ye Shaoyang felt his tears come down quickly, nodded hard, and smiled reluctantly: "I am afraid that you can't move."

"Hey!"

Lao Guo waved his hand and said something more heartfelt: "For the past 16 years, I have been waiting for you, just to accompany you back to the last wave!"

Ye Shaoyang's eyes are wet. As long as he bows his head and does not let Lao Guo see it, he will reluctantly take the tears back and say: "Is there a wave of 16 years ago?"

"I'm afraid you can't do it without me." Old Guo Xiao smiled. "After all, he is the chief tactical analyst and logistics captain of the Ghost Federation. Without me, you have to go out of trouble."

"You don't ask who the opponent is?"

"The Promise of the Ghosts and the Kings have been played, within the Three Realms, who are you afraid of?"

Ye Shaoyang smiled. "That's really a coincidence. This time the opponent is still this goods."

"Day, when I was bragging about it?"

"No, I am serious." Ye Shaoyang smirked.

Lao Guo shrugged and made a difficult look.

"Let's do it with me. Brother Guo, the last wave."

Lao Guo took a deep breath. "This sentence, I have waited for 16 years!"

The two men reached out and agreed to hold each other tightly together, then laughed together.

From the somewhat awkward smile of Lao Guo, Ye Shaoyang saw the familiar him.

Before leaving the hospital, Ye Shaoyang let Guagua go out first, searched around and determined that no one followed, and then went out with the hospital with Lao Guo and Wang Xiaobao.

When I was taking a taxi, the old Guomei group called the takeaway and returned to the store.

"Shaoyang, don't take it out and eat it. I had a pickled duck before I used it. There are still some soybeans. I will cook a plate of duck and soy and give us a drink."

Ye Shaoyang smiled and said: "You know that I like to eat this, but you are this body..."

"Good, rest assured!"

Lao Guo was very happy to go to the yard and went to work. After the plate duck was stewed, Wang Xiaobao went to watch it. He came over and talked to Ye Shaoyang. He saw him squatting and asking him how it was.

"The place is good, that is... Guo brother, it’s really hard for you. I didn’t let you enjoy the old, and I went here to open the store alone.”

Of course, he knows why Lao Guo came to Spring City and his heart is full of apologies.

"Say, I am old and can't help myself. Besides, how good the air is here, it is good for me. Anyway, the little fish are married now, I will not bring the children, wherever I live, I don't live. Besides, Xiaobao is here to help me with the miscellaneous, everything is very good." Lao Guochong Ye Shaoyang mysteriously smiled. "Don't say that I am old, your brother, I go to the two or three foot spas every month..."

Ye Shaoyang laughed and cried.

After a while, the takeaway was delivered and the ducks were stewed. Lao Guo put the wine on the stone table in the yard and called Ye Shaoyang and Wang Xiaobao to sit down and drink.

The flat head stayed by Ye Shaoyang and put his head on his lap. Guagua climbed to the roof and went to monitor the surroundings.

The three men picked up the toast of the wine glasses, and Ye Shaoyang looked at Lao Guo and Wang Xiaobao, and he was very emotional. Although he has always called Lao Guo a brother, it is actually two generations. Together with Wang Xiaobao, now three generations are sitting on a table.

Lao Guo’s plate duck and soy are still so delicious.

Wang Xiaobao was a little nervous in the face of Ye Shaoyang and kept looking for him toast. Ye Shaoyang looked funny.

"This child, I am a big guy, I took him as a son." When Wang Xiaobao went to the hot dishes in the middle, Lao Guo said to Ye Shaoyang, "If you meet for the first time, you are also relatives, he It is the next generation of ghost-picking alliances, and you will bring them in the future."

Ye Shaoyang nodded, and there is nothing to say. He is the son of Sibao. Only this point is enough.