Dou Po: Rebirth of Furukawa, start strategy of Yun Yun

After Tang Zhen said "impossible", Tang Huoer's eyes had already blinked into tears.

"Why can't I be with him..." Tang Huo'er murmured.

Tang Zhen sighed and touched Tang Huo'er's head tenderly: "Have you seen the sapphire blue sachet tied around his waist? I secretly asked his apprentice before...it was a gift from his other confidante and he embroidered it by hand. of."

He carefully took out a thin, well-preserved sachet from his arms. There was obviously nothing in the sachet, but the sachet was embroidered with a lifelike crested ibis.

The crested ibis is a bird with reddish-pink feathers. It insists on monogamy throughout its life. The point is not monogamy, but the whole life.If their partner dies suddenly and unexpectedly, they will never marry or remain unmarried for life.

"Your mother left this for me before she left. I have kept it well, so when I saw the sachet on Furukawa, I thought that it should be a gift from someone he knew well."

"Huo'er, dad hopes you can find a son-in-law who will stay with dad. If not, you can find someone who is well-matched..."

"We are the ones who have reached the peak level of seventh-grade alchemist!"

Tang Zhen's serious words made Tang Huoer hang his head.

"Dad...I understand everything you said...but I'm afraid I won't be able to meet someone who makes my heart move like this."

Tang Zhen looked at his daughter, "Even if your father gives him my strange fire, I will not accompany you out!"

He spoke sonorously and forcefully. Tang Huo'er looked at Tang Zhen with twinkling eyes. There were several conspicuous wrinkles on his increasingly older face. Tang Huo'er raised his hand and smoothed the corners of Tang Zhen's slightly wrinkled eyes.

"Daddy..."

Moved, Tang Huoer's head suddenly twitched and he asked: "Dad, will you really give the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire to Furukawa?"

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Tang Zhen's eyes froze.
Is this my daughter? ?Come on, put it back in your mother's womb!
Tang Huo'er also realized what she had said. She adjusted her dress, quickly got up and came to the door, picked up a red whip from the weapon rack, and spoke quickly,

"Dad, I'm going to practice!"

The pace was so hurried that it was almost chaotic.

Tang Zhen sighed again and noticed something.

Perhaps it was because he, as a father, paid too little care to his daughter that she fell in love with a strange man in such a short period of time.

I am also at fault!

Tang Zhen, Tang Zhen, fortunately you are still the master of the Burning Flame Valley!
Tang Zhen could only lament the impermanence of life.

He got up, but went to the guest room where Furukawa lived and found him.

……

Tang Zhen explained his thoughts to Furukawa. It was impossible for him to let Tang Huoer follow Furukawa, and Furukawa also expressed his understanding.

The two chatted and drank some wine, during which they talked about the strange fire. After being "fooled" by Furukawa, Tang Zhen was confused and copied the strange fire by Furukawa.

When he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw his daughter Tang Huo'er washing a towel beside the bed.

"fire……?"

"Dad, you finally woke up? Don't drink anymore! Being drunk makes you smell bad!" Tang Huoer scolded.

Tang Zhen laughed twice. He didn't remember what happened after drinking, but he vaguely remembered,

It seems that Furukawa said goodbye to him?
I must have remembered it wrong, right?
After all, if Furukawa leaves, his daughter will not burst into tears.

But then, Tang Zhen's drunken eyes became clear, and he also saw Tang Huo'er's red eyes, like freshly harvested red pomegranates.

"You...he..." Tang Zhen didn't know how to speak.

Tang Huo'er wiped Tang Zhen's face with a towel, and then raised a flower-like smile.

"He's gone!" Tang Zhen was stunned, Gu He is gone?

Then his daughter...

Tang Zhen didn't know how to describe his complicated feelings. Naturally, he didn't want Tang Huo'er to follow Furukawa, because Furukawa couldn't give Tang Huoer a life as a couple, but he didn't want to see his daughter's back hurt.

But he didn't expect that after he got drunk, the two of them had already said goodbye to each other, and it seemed that his daughter had accepted this reality.

"Huo'er, you..."

Tang Huo'er blinked playfully, her little face was as white and flawless as fine jade porcelain that had just come out of the kiln, and her eyelashes covered her eyes with a crescent-like shadow. It was really beautiful, but the person she longed for was at this moment. Can't see it anymore.

Tang Huoer handed a very gorgeous-looking Najie to Tang Zhen, "Dad, he gave it to you."

Tang Zhen stared at the Najie with complicated eyes.

"You... take it." Tang Zhen took the half-dried towel in Tang Huo'er's hand and folded it again. He looked at her eyes that were blank under her smile, as if she had lost her soul, and felt so complicated in her heart. The voice was mute for a moment,
"Don't blame Daddy. Daddy... doesn't know whether it's right or wrong."

Tang Huoer quickly covered up his obvious disappointment and raised a slightly squeamish smile.
"Dad, Huo'er understands everything! And...he made it clear to me that he doesn't have that kind of feeling for me..."

Tang Zhen reached out and touched Tang Huo'er's face, wiping away the tear that fell from his daughter's face.
"Then, just treat him as a passer-by."

Tang Huoer nodded: "Okay."

"But... what if my daughter can't forget him?"

"Then don't forget it." Tang Zhen's old voice murmured.

He lay down again. The bed was very comfortable, as if it still had the warmth of another person from more than ten years ago.

……

Tang Zhen thought of Tang Huoer's mother, the rainy night when his wife left.

Both of them are cultivators and should have lived a long life, but Tang Zhen's wife Mu Hongxue blocked the fatal move of a high-level monster for Tang Zhen.

Since then he has been suffering from many illnesses and passed away within two years.

It was a rainy night when she left, holding his hand beside the bed,
Her slender and fragile tenderness carefully caressed Tang Zhen's face, which had never lost its grace.
"A Zhen, take good care of Huo'er."

"Yeah... I will." Tang Zhen cried for the second time in his life that day.

The first time was birth, and the second time was Mu Hongxue's death.

Both his parents died naturally, but his wife seemed to have given him all the blessings to Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen's hot tears wet Mu Hongxue's texture, and Mu Hongxue smiled softly.
"Don't cry...crying doesn't look good."

When Tang Zhen heard what she said, he quickly smiled, a smile that was uglier than crying.

At this time, Mu Hongxue had no strength left. Her hands gradually slipped from Tang Zhen's face, and her voice suddenly seemed lighter than her breathing.
"Don't forget me, okay, A-Zhen."

"If even you forget about me, I will really die..." Mu Hongxue's voice was pleasant, but also as fragile as a piece of snow, as if it could break into pieces with a pinch.

"I will never forget you, Xue'er..." Tang Zhen quickly grabbed her hand, trying to grasp the last trace of warmth.

However, she gradually became colder...

Rainy night, crash.

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(End of this chapter)