Seeing his son's expression, Pan Ping, who knew the deep meaning, let out a long sigh and seemed to have made a lot of determination. He sat next to Zhang Jiuding and naturally held Zhang Jiuding's arm with his eyes slightly red.
Han Youyu, who had not recovered from the series of intimate actions between his master and his mother in front of him, was completely stunned on the spot, and his body collapsed. His eyes were horrified, and his heart was confused. For a moment, his heart was surging, his energy and blood were surging, and he was not ready yet. The old wounds that had healed recurred, and his blood vessels were so unsustainable that a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fainted.
Zhang Jiuding and Pan Ping hurried to help him. Zhang Jiuding, whose martial arts was blocked, just lost his inner Qi, so he could still use the special techniques in the door. After pushing the palace acupoints, Han Youyu woke up leisurely.
"Mom, what did you just say...what were you talking about?" Lying in his mother's arms, Han Youyu, who had lost half of his life at this time, could not think of those charming thoughts. He was only surprised.
Pan Ping, who naturally expected his son's reaction, had tears in his eyes, and said with a sigh: "It's a shame to say this, but now I don't want to hide it from you anymore. I wasn't married to the Han family at that time, and we were two years old. 8. Your master was only over 30 years old. Once he went to Wudang with your grandpa to fulfill his vows. He saw your master’s grace from a distance and was secretly fascinated by him. After that, he borrowed scriptures and asked him questions many times. The two visits were also affectionate and intentional. Naturally, the single-mindedness led to mutual consent. Later, I told your grandpa about the matter. I originally wanted to join Wudang and be a human couple with your master, but your grandpa didn't agree. He blocked it because of his age and family background, and then he agreed. The letter of engagement from the Han family has married me off. My poor mother will be separated from your master from now on, and we will never be able to see each other again."
At this point, the woman with a slightly sad look on her face felt more sad. She looked at Zhang Jiuding with tears in her eyes. She was so ashamed and angry that it seemed to outsiders that she was actually a little bit compassionate.
Pan Ping continued: "It's just God's trick. Who would have thought that Han Dingtian would have such a relationship with your master? At the beginning, we were both afraid of being scolded by the world. We were more passionate than polite. How dare we go beyond the rules? . But this kind of love is not so easy to get along with. I can't let go of your master in my heart. Two years after giving birth to your brother, she was shameless and did the unworthy thing to Han Dingtian without telling him. .”
Pan Ping said with shame, and tightened her arms around her son. Looking at Zhang Jiuding, her eyes were full of tenderness. Thinking about this matter, she had buried it deeply in her heart for these years, and now she felt comfortable being able to tell it to others.
Pan Ping lowered his head to look at his son in his arms, wiped away the blood from his mouth, and said: "The only thing that your master and I never expected was that we were pregnant with you. We couldn't believe it at first, but you secretly got together on the full moon day. The blood also confirms that you are his flesh and blood, and the fish is just like what I told you when I first came here. I want you to listen carefully, just because I am afraid that you will not be able to accept it for a while. However, this is the fact, your master is you His biological father."
Han Youyu seemed to understand why his master had cared for him so much since he was a child, and he finally figured out why he personally taught him martial arts. This was explained by the fact that every time he did evil under the guise of Wudang, his master did not care.
Pan Ping burst into tears again, and Zhang Jiuding let out a long sigh. The two lovers remained silent, leaving Han Youyu enough time to digest this thing that was difficult for him to accept. But at this moment, Han Dingtian lifted the straw curtain and stepped in.
"Well, Pan Ping, you did such a dirty thing without telling me! Fortunately, I followed you secretly, otherwise I would have to raise this cheap bastard for others in my life!" Han Dingqiang roared angrily and kicked him. Pan Ping and Han Youyu were also implicated and fell to the ground.
Han Youyu was startled again: Didn't he follow you just now? Why are you following us again?
Slightly stunned, Han Youyu said with puzzled eyes: "Dad, you..."
"Shut up!" Han Dingtian pointed at Han Youyu, his voice trembling with anger, "Don't call me dad, I don't have a scoundrel like you!"
This is the first time in my memory that I have seen my father get so angry. In the past, no matter how bad I was, I only received painless punishments and scoldings. Now the angry "father" looks like this, but it is really Somewhat scary.
Han Youyu shivered when he was frightened by Han Dingtian's voice. Han Youyu instinctively ducked back, but Zhang Jiuding reached out to support him.
Zhang Jiuding, who had been squatting next to him, finally spoke and said: "Dingtian, this is all my fault..."
"Shut up!" Han Dingtian roared again, with a trace of pain in his ferocious face. Indeed, how can anyone who has been a cheap daddy for twenty years feel good?
Han Dingtian, eyes wide with anger, pointed at his most respected master, so angry that even his fingers trembled, "Master, Master, I never expected that you would do such a despicable thing to your disciple-in-law! This is But your disciple’s daughter-in-law is your half-daughter! It’s useless for you to be a well-known and decent person, yet you have an affair with your disciple’s wife, how could you do such a disgusting thing!”
Already a little incoherent, Han Dingqian was panting like an ox and his chest was heaving, "I'm going to report to Uncle Ming Jiu'e right now and see how Wudang will deal with a scum like you!"
"No!" Pan Ping, who was crying all by himself, suddenly panicked. He crawled to Han Dingtian on his hands and feet. His face was full of tears. He hugged Han Dingtian's legs, looked up and begged, and said in a pleading voice, "Dingtian, I beg you." Please, no. Master has been rushed here to think about his mistakes. If you go to Uncle Jiu'e to sue him, wouldn't you just let him die? God, it's all my fault. I beg you, Let the master go, he can't bear the torture anymore. I beg you, I kowtow to you." As he spoke, Pan Ping let go of his hands and knelt on the ground, pounding Han Dingtian like garlic. "Dong dong. "Dong" kowtowed. The ground was covered with gravel. After a few blows, blood was already visible on his forehead. "I beg you, don't push Master anymore. Let him go. It's all my fault. Damn it, for the sake of my service." For the sake of the Han family for more than 20 years, there is no credit but hard work, I beg you to let Master go, I beg you."
Pan Ping, who spoke incoherently, burst into tears, which made people feel pity for him.
Zhang Jiuding jumped over Han Youyu to stop him. He also had tears in his eyes and was in great pain.
Han Dingtian stood condescendingly, watching with cold eyes and saying nothing.
Han Youyu, who was drunk by Han Dingtian, sat on the ground in a daze, not knowing why.
"Ping'er, stop knocking." Zhang Jiuding's voice was trembling and he was choked with sobs. He pulled hard on the woman with whom he had no real name. His expression was painful. It must be that he was deeply distressed for doing such a thing to her.
Han Dingtian snorted coldly, raised his foot and kicked Pan Ping to the ground again. This time, even Zhang Jiuding was involved and sat on the ground, looking really embarrassed.
Han Dingtian took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said, "Forget it." His voice was much softer, "Go back with me and write a letter of divorce, and we'll be done with it. From now on, the three of you will have nothing to do with me. "
"No." Pan Ping complained again, "Thank God, it's me who is shameless. Don't say divorce me. I have nothing to say even if I'm dipped in a pig cage, but I am a weak woman after all. With the fish right now, I have nothing to say." We are so weak, my martial arts has been banned at my young age, Dingtian, if you don't care about us, how will the three of us live? Dingtian, I beg you not to be so cruel."
Looking at Pan Ping who was crying again, Han Dingtian became angry again and said angrily: "Pan Ping, don't push yourself too hard. I miss our relationship as husband and wife for more than 20 years, and I also miss the relationship with this old bastard who has been our teacher for 30 years." I will let you go just because of morality, but you still want me to raise you two bitches for the rest of my life?"
Pan Ping climbed up to Han Dingtian on his hands and knees again, knelt down, and said hurriedly: "Yesterday, I heard you say that you know an expert who can crack Wudang's unique banning method. Dingtian, please help us again. Master has unblocked the acupuncture points, and I thank you on Master's behalf." As he spoke, he kowtowed again.
Han Dingtian looked at Zhang Jiuding, who was silent, and Han Youyu, who was motionless. He weighed the situation again and again, looked up to the sky and sighed, saying, "Help me to the end. Follow me secretly down the mountain, and I will take you to find him."
After hearing this, Zhang Jiuding knelt down and bowed his head regardless of his identity, saying: "Thank you first, thank you first."
Being so humble, there is no trace of the Taoist demeanor from the first few days.
Han Dingtian snorted coldly, turned around and made arrangements: "Now that it is getting late and there is no one in the mountain, you can follow me down the mountain to avoid being seen by others. I can't afford to lose that person!"
Pan Ping stood up and wiped away his tears and followed Han Dingtian. When he reached the door, Han Dingtian turned to look at Han Youyu, who was still immersed in it and had not yet recovered, and shouted: "Don't leave yet!"
Han Youyu trembled in a daze, ignoring the heartbreaking pain in his chest, and stood up quickly with Zhang Jiuding's help, lowering his eyebrows and looking cautiously. But his spirit was obviously depressed. Xiaobu followed his mother and cheap dad out of the hut, but he didn't even glance at his biological father beside him.
After walking far away, Pan Ping took a peek at his restless son who was far behind, and Zhang Jiuding who was pushed to the back. The woman who looked in pain just now took out a handkerchief and wiped it with her arms. With blood on his forehead, he took two steps to follow Han Dingtian, and asked with a faint voice, "How is it?"
He also secretly glanced at the "father and son" behind him who obviously didn't pay attention to other things at this time. After making sure that he didn't pay attention to this side, Han Dingcai whispered: "Not bad, not bad. In this way, this savage old man will naturally follow you wholeheartedly." Regarding my side, future matters will depend on how my master Daoman arranges them."
Pan Ping let out a long sigh and said: "I have been really exhausted these years. I have been thinking about how to trick this old bastard all day long. I really don't know how my master Daoman fell in love with him. Now he is already in this Wudang After losing power, you and I should have just let go, but how could we know that my master wanted you and me to bring him back? What did my master see in him?"
Han Dingtian was also very puzzled, but he still said: "How can ordinary people like you and me figure out what my master is thinking? If it weren't for this old bastard, how could my master value Wudang so much? Speaking of which, you and I can bear it. Master’s kindness, thanks to this old bastard. Now that you and I have eliminated the accidents caused by this little bastard in Wudang, it’s a perfect ending. If I get the chance someday, I will reward you well.”
After hearing this, Pan Ping, who had his back to the two of them and had already distanced themselves a little, no longer looked as helpless and pitiful as before. His eyebrows were smiling and charming.
I have to say that a woman of her age is really intoxicating with every move, every smile. Coupled with her pretty face and figure that is not inferior to that of a girl, Han Dingtian is so angry that she can be aroused with just one look.
"That's what you said. Don't hold off the silver pewter spear tip when the time comes." After saying this with a wink, this unruly woman smiled even more.
Han Dingtian felt itchy.
Han Youyu, who was three to four feet behind, was still thinking about what had just happened. It was difficult to accept it for a moment, and he felt depressed. He raised his head slightly and saw his mother not far ahead, following the man who had been him for twenty years. Behind the cheap daddy, he climbed on the slippery cliff using his hands and feet.
But the scar was so healed that he forgot about the pain. This dandy, whose external injury was still unhealed and whose aura was disordered, once again started to have some charming thoughts that were contrary to human ethics.
Before he could regain his senses, he was distracted again.
This family.
