Chapter 1760

At the same time, in the National Cemetery of Tianchang City.

Dark clouds make the afternoon sky dim.

The funeral ceremony was over, and the media reporters and funeral participants left one after another. Only nanmuyuan, with a black umbrella, stood behind minzhuanger in black.

The rain wet all around the white rose, condolence wall is full of people's blessing.

Rain soaked min Zhuang'er's eyes, in the long eyelashes collection, cold numbness, she was still drawn out of the soul, like a beautiful puppet.

Looking up at Jun Xiaoyan's white marble sculpture, she only felt that she was in a trance, as if she had experienced a very mysterious story. He once came to her with flesh and blood, and now he has turned back to the cold marble sculpture.

And she is still the little girl who likes to stand under the marble tombstone statue of martyr Jun Xiaoyan, looking up to the only hero in her heart from small to large.

It's just... Another demon, nu Kang The nightmares are as terrible as nightmares...

nanmuyuan accompanies her in silence. Such family changes and strange things happen. He, a big man, is also hit hard.

"He never came back, I mean my father..." for a long time, min Zhuang'er opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse...

nanmuyuan didn't know what to say. On this occasion, it was not good to play Han Xiong's ability to amuse her.

At this time, behind them, the voice of Niang Rong guru Lang Lang reciting scriptures sounded.

Master Niang Rong looked at them with his hands folded. Behind him was the master of Ganmo holding an umbrella.

"Master, you're here..." the South Twilight yuan whispered hello and motioned to master to enlighten Zhuang'er.

"The Buddha said that in the past, the father and mother had made great contributions and had no relationship with others, and all living beings could ask for help.

The Buddha said that the parents' grace was heavy and the Scriptures could not be reported.

Min Zhuang'er looked back and looked at the master. Master Niang Rong came to chuang'er. Zhuang'er put his hands together. Master Niang Rong looked at the statue of Jun Xiaoyan in white marble and sighed.

"Master." Zhuang'er put his hands together and asked the master.

"Master, is there any other way to let my father and I meet?" Under the cloudy and rainy day, Zhuang'er's eye color, faint hope fire.

She was not reconciled to the fact that he never came back.

She was not reconciled to the fact that there was no memory of her father in these three years.

At the same time, she was afraid.

She was afraid that the memory of nukang would replace all the memories of her father in her vitality. She was afraid that from then on, whenever she thought of her father, her poor head would only have the terrible memory that she was repeatedly attacked by the devil Nu Kang.

What to do?

She doesn't want this dirty memory to accompany her forever. Until she is old, she will be imprisoned by the harm and nightmare brought by the drug lord nukang, who has a beautiful father's face.

Therefore, she longed to meet the real soul of Jun Xiaoyan, even in her dream.

In the cemetery, the sky was gray and black.

"Son, your father has never left you, he has always been with you, can't you feel it?" Master Niang Rong's words awaken people in their dreams.

Master Niang Rong was invited by nanmuyuan to enlighten min Zhuang'er today. "He has been protecting you and your family. If it wasn't for him, many times, you and your lover have been poisoned by Nu Kang, right?"

He was there all the time? ... never left?

He's always by their side, guarding each of them?

Min Zhuang'er choked.

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