1403: C1403 The Memory of the Pen Holder

C1403 The Memory of the Pen Holder

It was different now.

Mo Nan already knew that some people and some families had placed their bets on him.

However, he still did not understand why these people had chosen him.

Therefore, when he heard Pen Holding Man mention this, he immediately listened carefully.

Pen Holding Man tried his best to hold his head up with a smile that did not disappear. He whispered in his ear,

"What we people see in you is hope."

Hope.

These two simple words made old rascal widen his eyes.

At the same time, Pen Holding Man, who had finished saying these two words, immediately laid back on the bed. His eyes became turbid again and he began to spout nonsense again.

Mo Nan stood by the bed for a long time before he came back to his senses. His mind was heavy as he looked at the old man on the bed. After a while, he helplessly shook his head. He always felt that he had been tricked by this old man again. However, since things had come to this, he could not be bothered with it anymore.

"I hope so, but no matter what, you won't be able to see it..."

Can't you see?

Suddenly, it was as if he heard old rascal's words.

The foolish and foolish Elder Chiang seemed as if he was possessed again. He no longer spoke nonsense. His eyes were wide open as he stared fixedly at the ceiling. Soon, a smile emerged on his face.

Time seemed to have returned to the day of the resort.

He had been in seclusion under that big red robe mother tree for many years, and it was rare for him to be ready to stroll around.

However, not long after, he saw an interesting scene.

In the holiday village that was filled with high-level celebrities who were invited to drink tea, a young man was roasting a goose with his legs crossed without any image to speak of...

At the tea party, in front of everyone's eyes, a young man fought with him over a goose leg...

When the red cloth in their hiding place was removed, everyone present was shocked, but the young man still fought with him without caring about anything. Moreover, he was getting more and more arrogant!

At that moment, Pen Holding Man laughed. He laughed without any restraint, and he laughed until he shed tears.

Because, at that moment, he had seen hope with his own eyes. In fact, he had been disappointed a long time ago. That was why he was willing to hide for ten years without any worries.

However, after that day, he left the resort again.

He was unique and stood out among the chickens. It was the quality that most people saw in Mo Nan.

But that was not important. In fact, Pen Holding Man had lived his entire life. Isn't it like walking on the tip of the waves...

What he valued the most was the madness and hysteria old rascal displayed when he snatched away the leg that should have belonged to Mo Nan.

At that time, he understood that anyone who dared to touch something that belonged to this kid would suffer sooner or later.

This kind of spirit that dared to stand out for his own benefit seemed simple, but even Pen Holding Man himself had never been able to do it in his entire life.

...

He did not know what kind of devil Pen Holding Man was in. He thought that this old man had recalled his first love when he was young. A few minutes later, Mo Nan came out of the house and told everyone outside that Elder Chiang had done something stupid.

Chiang Wey did not say a word. He walked to the front desk of the bar and took some money. He went out and booked some things that would be used in a few days.

The other employees returned to the bar one by one as if nothing had happened.

They really did not have anything to be sad about. Compared to the people of Dark Department who had sacrificed themselves, Elder Chiang was already considered to have died of old age. It was something worth celebrating.

Life and death were inevitable. The few employees had already seen through it and felt uncomfortable for a moment.

Chiang Lee was the only one. At this moment, her mood was still somewhat low and she was squatting in the corner with her head buried.

Mo Nan thought about it and patted her shoulder.

"How about you wait for a while and go to Wan City for a few days. I have a lot of people there, and it is lively. It will help you adjust your mood."

Chiang Lee immediately raised her head. Her eyes were expressionless and she even sneered.

"Who do you think I am?"

"Uh."

old rascal didn't expect her to be in the mood to think about this. He scratched his head and thought for a long time. Embarrassed, he said,

"My friend?"

"Hehe.

Chiang Lee did not hold it in anymore and kept sneering. Shaoqing, it was as if she had already sorted out her thoughts. She wiped her face and supported herself against the wall to stand up. It seemed that she intended to return to the house and accompany her grandfather on the last journey.

However, before entering the house, she turned her head fiercely and said coldly as if she was venting all kinds of emotions in her heart:

I don't need your sympathy, I don't need it. Sooner or later, I will go to Wan City. However, it's not just because of your identity as a friend!"

Chiang Lee only had one thought at this moment.

Grandfather's departure made her understand a lot. When people are alive, they should cherish everything that should be cherished.

For example, the things that she had missed out on inadvertently back then. Now, she had to work hard to snatch it back!

However, when Mo Nan heard these words, he unconsciously shivered.

While hiding, strangely, he actually saw some former Mu Hanyan figures on Chiang Lee's body at this moment...

This was too terrifying!

"This young master must be crazy."

Seeing Chiang Lee enter the room, he hurriedly patted his forehead and did not dare to think further. He strolled back to the bar.

When he returned to the front desk, he randomly ordered a drink and lit a cigarette. He then sat there and waited.

Around midnight, around two o'clock.

A sigh came from the corridor that led to the depths of the bar. old rascal's heart sank. He extinguished the cigarette and called out Chang Xu from his body.

Recently, Chang Xu needed to adjust his condition to ensure that he would be able to stabilize his condition after entering his new body. As a result, he spent most of his time sleeping. He had no idea about what had happened yesterday afternoon.

He was suddenly awakened. As soon as he came out, he shouted angrily.

"Stinky, did you cause any trouble? The old man had only rested for a few days... "

He did not need Mo Nan to say anything. He also noticed that the atmosphere in the bar was a little strange. He suddenly became silent.1

"You don't want to shout anymore?"

Mo Nan rolled his eyes at him.

Chang Xu shook his head and looked around. Even though he did not know this place was called a bar and there were no fancy things in the Upper Realm, he still remembered the last time Stinky came here. Show the body to an old man.

Looking at the days, it was most likely that old man who drove the crane to the west.

Knowing that Mo Nan was not in a good mood, Chang Xu decided not to waste any more time. He said bluntly,

"Tell me, what do you want me to do? In any case, I will have a new body in a while, so it doesn't matter if I save my spiritual knowledge or not"

Mo Nan was even more direct.

"Help me protect him, just like how you protected Hanyan's spiritual knowledge back then. Can you do it?"

... ""

...

Chang Xu was silent for a few minutes. Finally, he could not hold it in any longer. He stomped his feet and started cursing. "You little ingrate. Are you afraid that someone else will die? Aren't you afraid that something will happen to me?"

Damn it.

The last time he saved Mu Hanyan, he could still wake up. That was purely an accident. If he did it again now, that old man might not be able to protect him. He definitely would not be able to live anymore!

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