Xiao Tangdou's voice also came from his arms: "Husband! If I leave one day, will you miss me? There will be no Xiao Tang again in the future, will you remember me?"

Did Xiaotangdou feel it too?

We both have the mantra of harmony, and our minds and minds can be shared. Did she feel my premonition?

I don’t want her to leave, I don’t want to leave for a moment, but fate cannot keep me in control. As strong as Wu Zhao, what can I do?

I hugged Xiao Tangdou tightly: "Don't talk nonsense. Even if one day you really don't need me anymore and really leave, I will wait for you. When you need me again and need my protection, I will be there when you come back."

Xiao Tangdou cried: "What's the absence of this life? A person's life is too short. In this life, you can't wait for me, and I can't find you. In the next life, you forgot me and I can't forget you, what should I do?"

"If you really leave, I'll wait for you in the prison of another world." I don't know why the picture from the prison of another world appeared in front of me. The two hands that stretched out to each other with all their strength but could not hold each other.

The prison door is a lifetime ago, is it just the fate between me and Xiao Tangdou?

I took her out of the prison of another world, and I would walk into the prison door myself and block us in two worlds again?

Is fate like this?

"Husband! If I really want to leave, I won't say goodbye to you, never." Xiao Tangdou's tears wet my clothes.

"I won't say goodbye! Because you never left!" I whispered: "There is someone waiting for you in the prison of another world! Those who are waiting to continue to protect you."

While I was hugging Xiaotangdou tightly, I suddenly heard someone coughing. When I turned around, there was an old man carrying a bamboo basket and a hatchet on the small road outside the yard. The other person's hair was snow-white, but it was meticulously combed on the top of his head. His eyes looked extremely bright, and he could tell that he was a top master when he hit him.

When I looked at the old man's second glance, my eyes fell on his hatchet. The other party's hatchet was not sharp. It looked like a piece of pig iron, but there was a faint sense of intent on the knife.

My master told me before that those who can use the sword without edge are real masters. The sword no longer needs to be cut in their hands. The reason why they hold the sword is just to show their identity as a swordsman to others. There is no other purpose. Because when they want to kill, even if they use their palms with their hands empty, they can emit the power of a steel knife.

The old man in front of me should be a master of using a knife.

The other party looked at me and said, "Young man, what are you doing at my doorstep?"

I bowed to the other party and gave a tribute to the world: "May I ask, are you Mr. Zhang?"

The old man smiled and said, "My name is Zhang Zhan, just call me Old Man Zhang. As for, I dare not be a man! Why are you here to find me?"

I took out the wood carved crabapple and said, "Old man, do you know this thing?"

Old Man Zhang said in surprise: "This is a token of our Zhang family, how could it be in your hands?"

I passed the matter over and said, "You have the surname Chen, right? This token, my grandfather handed over to someone with the surname Chen. Are you his descendant? Are you going to use Jinsin?"

"That person is my grandfather, whose name is Chen Rufei." I explained: "I came here this time, not to use golden nanmu, but to find a family that lives near the century-old golden nanmu."

Old Man Zhang pondered: "There is no one near the century-old golden nanmu, but there is a large tomb. The golden nanmu is like an umbrella to protect the tomb. The tree has grown for many years and should have been a large material for the emperor to make coffins. Each wood and a coffin are more than enough! However, the people who searched for the emperor for the nanmu were unable to move the golden nanmu. People said that the golden nanmu and the tomb were together, and if they wanted to get the golden nanmu, they would have to dig the tomb!"

The so-called wood and coffin means that a whole piece of wood is made into a coffin. The coffin is not made of wooden boards, but is directly picked on the wood. If you want to make a coffin with a wood, the wood must at least reach more than one meter in diameter. Otherwise, you will not be able to cut enough space. Moreover, after the wood is broken into material, there will be no hollowness or rotten skin, otherwise the material will be wasted. The material of ordinary wood and coffin is hard to find, let alone the best wood such as golden nanmu.

In ancient times, officials were promoted by many words. There were many officials who tried their best to win the joy of the dragon. There were many people who contributed auspiciousness in all generations. Without auspiciousness, they could create auspiciousness. It would be fine if such a large nanmu tree was placed in the mountains and was unknown. Once they were known, even if they lost many lives, someone would have to find a way to get it down and ask for credit.

The golden nanmu can survive for so many years, but I am afraid it will be a blessing to fall on that tomb.

I frowned and said, "Old Man Zhang, can you take me to that big tomb to see?"

Old Man Zhang said, "Okay, you come here with the token, and I have to do my best. This is the credit of the Zhang family. Today, it's too late, go up the mountain tomorrow? I still have to prepare something. Isn't that place easy to leave?"

"Okay!" I agreed, and Chen Sanjin and the others rushed back.

When Chen Sanjin heard this, he had to wait one night before going up the mountain, and he was anxious: "Old Man Zhang, we are in a hurry! Look, can you always be tired? I will take us up the mountain tonight? Can you see?"

Old Man Zhang said, "You young man is not as steady as Xiao Chen. How can you enter and exit the deep mountains and forests casually? You can't go up the mountain at night, and the road is hard to walk. Maybe you have to be lost in the forest. What big thing is that you can't wait for a night?"

Chen Sanjin held the sleeve of the old man Zhang and kept saying: "Chen Ye's wife is not in the mountains either, so he must be in no hurry! My wife's house is near Nanmu, and she went back to her parents' home. Do you think I'm in no hurry?"

"What did you say?" Old Man Zhang was stunned: "You say it again?"

"I said, my wife's house is next to the big nanmu, I have to go find my wife?" Chen Sanjin told the truth as soon as he was anxious, and I couldn't stop him.

Old Man Zhang asked back: "Is your wife's surname Luo?"

Chen Sanjin almost jumped up: "How did you know? My wife's surname is Luo, and her name is Luo Yinan. She just thinks of that nanmu tree! Do you know?"

Old Man Zhang waved his hand immediately: "Pack up the mountain now, the faster the better."
Chapter completed!