Chapter 655 Faith Collapse 3

   Chapter 655 Faith Collapse 3

   Father Tang went out to find a hammer, he wanted to hammer this thing to shreds, and hammer it into powder.

  Tang Huaijin and Tang Huaiyu both joined.

  The ancestors of the Tang family, who are already spiritual, all joined it to vent their anger. They have long since lost their bodies and couldn't even touch it, but they seemed to feel more comfortable when they stepped on it and scolded it.

   The obsession in their hearts had no support, and they began to gradually dissipate.

   "Xiaoyuan, no matter whether the Tang family is still there in the future, my father will not blame you. You have worked hard for you. Being born into the Tang family will make you suffer."

   Spiritual consciousness gradually dissipated one by one. Without the support of obsession, they could not stay for even a moment.

   Each of them seemed to have something to say, but in the end they didn't say it.

  Liu Sanniang recited the scriptures softly, a trace of black energy condensed into beads.

   She held it lightly in the palm of her hand.

  The room was bright, and Father Tang said slowly: "Miss Liu, will they reincarnate and never encounter such a thing again?"

  Liu Sanniang looked at Father Tang and said, "There is no reincarnation, offering sacrifices with one's life. What you see is just a collection of obsessions. When this obsession dissipates, it will completely dissipate."

   Father Tang said a few words tremblingly: "Ashes and smoke..."

  Under the mask of indifference, two lines of hot tears fell turbulently and slid into the neck, just like the pain and torture for hundreds of years that can only be swallowed by the Tang family.

   Madam Tang sobbed softly.

  Tang Huaixiao Tang Huaijin and others are all lost, and their hearts are in pain.

  Hu Yu sighed. The Tang family was deceived too hard. They have suffered from this pain from generation to generation, but from generation to generation, they don't even know who committed the scam.

   Father Tang slowly got up and ordered, "Go and call Nineteen."

  Tang Huai smiled and got up: "I'll go."

Tang Huai laughed out of the ancestral hall, Madam Tang supported Father Tang, and he said to Liu Sanniang, "Miss Liu, my son will be the owner of Kizang Villa in the future, and my nephew is already the prefect of Jiufang City. Come on, you must give your best support.”

  Liu Sanniang looked at Father Tang and said, "This game is broken, and the Tang family's merits of protecting the city will extend to the younger generation, protecting the soil and water, so why not protect the younger generation."

Father Tang looked at Liu Sanniang, tears fell, and he nodded: "What Miss Liu said is that the foundation laid by our ancestors will never be trampled on. The Tang family has lived here for generations to protect the tranquility of the city. Own."

   The crazy resentment in my heart slowly dissipated.

   As the Tang family, the pain they endured was too heavy. Thinking of those hatred and injustice, the emotion of revenge was almost impossible to suppress, and it was almost a sickness.

  Liu Sanniang's words awakened, bringing back the kindness that was engraved in her bones.

The tranquility of Jiufang City was exchanged by the ancestors with flesh and blood, and it was guarded by the Tang family. It was precisely because they believed in the Tang family that when they sent troops, they only listened to the Tang family. They were willing to sacrifice their hot blood and lives for that Protect your back home.

   How can you not see those who are grateful because of some evil.

   The resentment in his heart dissipated little by little, Father Tang looked at Liu Sanniang again, his eyes became respectful and said, "Miss Liu, thank you."

  Liu Sanniang smiled slightly: "No need."

   Returning to the main hall from the ancestral hall, Father Tang ordered the servants to make the best tea.

  Tang Huaixiao went to invite Nineteen, and will be here soon.

   When Tang Huaixiao walked into the yard, the servant said to her, "Miss, the nineteenth son is in the study."

  Tang Huai smiled and nodded: "You all retreat."

  Tang Huaixiao walked towards the study softly, the door was not closed, she did not make a sound, Nineteen looked attentively drawing, and did not notice Tang Huaixiao coming in.

  Tang Huaixiao looked at his painting and was touched. That was the day she knocked him unconscious and was about to send him away.

  In the dark night sky, the scattered stars, under the lonely tree forest, a man and a woman lead a horse.

  Tang Huaixiao couldn't help touching the half of her face with the mask on. She knew from a young age that she looked weird. She had heard the servants in the house say that it was because the Tang family was cursed and sinful, so this was the case.

   She also always thought that was the case. She was forced to put away her weakness and covered her body with spikes. Since it was the sin of the Tang family, then as a child of the Tang family, she should bear it, there is nothing to be hypocritical.

   But now, all this is a lie, the strong city wall in her heart collapsed instantly, she wanted to cry, but the tears could not flow out of her eyes.

   She has long cast aside weakness.

Tang Huaixiao's thoughts were complicated. He didn't notice that Nineteen had already stopped painting. He looked at Tang Huaixiao intently, watching the tears she endured and endured, but it never came out. Gently wipe: "Smile, what's wrong?"

   Tang Huai smiled back, she looked at Nineteen, this face should not be his original appearance, but now, he is Nineteen.

  Tang Huai smiled and said, "Nineteen, your painting skills are really good, can you paint me a portrait?"

  Nineteen smiled gently: "Of course, Xiaoxiao has never spoken to anyone before, I just cried, but from now on, you can speak to me, anything, and Nineteen will agree to you."

  Tang Huai smiled and looked into those eyes with a gentle smile and was lost for a moment.

   Nineteen said again: "What kind of portrait does Xiaoxiao want? Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, as long as it's you, I can imagine it."

   "Those who practice swords, meditate, drink, meditate... I can draw any kind of smile."

  In his mind, he had already painted and engraved these pictures countless times, and he was not at all unfamiliar with them, and he could paint at will with a pen.

Tang Huai smiled at him and said seriously: "Just draw a complete picture of me, with my half face, I can look like a woman, playing the piano and chess is good, I just want to see it, even if it doesn't look like it. does not matter."

  She had enough swords, she just wanted to see what the painting and calligraphy would look like.

  Nineteen nodded, he looked at Tang Huaixiao, looked at Tang Huaixiao affectionately and attentively, Tang Huaixiao had never been so nervous, she felt that Nineteen seemed to see another her through her.

  Tang Huaixiao couldn't help clenching the palm of her hand. It was sticky. This was her little fault. Whenever she was nervous, she sweated.

   Nineteen smiled, took out a new piece of drawing paper and smoothed it out, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink and began to sketch.

  Tang Huaixiao stood nervously watching, he watched him draw a large lotus flower.

   Tang Huaixiao had never seen such a scenery, it was too cold here.

Clusters of lotus flowers grow in the lake. There is a pavilion in the center of the lake. The back of a man stepped on the boardwalk leading to the pavilion. In his hand, he picked a lotus flower.

  The girl appeared on the steps of the pavilion, as if welcoming the man's arrival. Tang Huaixiao recognized it. It was her face, but it was not so resolute. The curved willow eyebrows made her look less resolute and softer.

   (end of this chapter)