"Small three:
By the time you see this letter, I will have gone. Don't look for me. You won't find me.
You are young, but you can take care of yourself. Only by spreading its wings can the young eagle soar earlier.
Don't worry about me, you inherited a lot of your mother's delicacy in your character. Dad is a white elephant. As you get older, dad needs to get something back that belongs to me. One day, father and son will meet again.
I want you to be strong, but I don't want you to be strong. You choose your own path.
If one day you feel the soul master this profession is not good, then return to the holy soul village, like me, to be a blacksmith.
Don't miss.
Tang hao.
Looking at the hands of the paper, tang SAN the whole person has been stunned, filled with joy into a moment of helpless loss.
Dad's gone. Dad, why are you leaving?
The old jack looked at tang SAN and smiled sadly and said, "tang hao, there is no sign of this guy leaving. The day before yesterday, I came to ask him to make farm tools. This guy, he's so irresponsible."
Tang's monk three slowly return to concentration, "jack grandpa, you mean, father these two days just left?"
Old jack nodded. "It must have been the last two days. Don't feel bad, mistress. A father like that isn't worth it. Come with grandpa to my house."
Tang three silently shook his head, carefully folded the hands of paper, into his arms.
"Thank you, grandpa jack, I won't ask you to stay in such a mess. I need to clean up."
Old jack leng for a moment, he did not expect small tang SAN actually under the door, sigh, way: "well. But if you need anything, don't hesitate to come to me." Helplessly shook his head, turned to go outside.
Old jack left, the smiths left tang SAN and small dance two people. Tang three also do not open his mouth, so began to tidy up the messy room, tidy up the room without a thing.
Surprising is, in weekday lively good move small dance kept silence at this time, go to tang 3 side, quiet help him put a thing, scoop water from outside in the water jar, help him wipe the dust in the room.
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Nordin elementary school of psycho.
The master was reading in his room when the mistress came home. Get along with a year of time, although he did not say, but the heart of the disciple's feelings are constantly deepening.
Until this morning when tang SAN left, he was hesitant to go to his house to see. In the end the master rejected his idea. There were so many reasons that he couldn't even explain them to himself.
Bang, bang, bang. Then suddenly there was a knock on the door.
The master frowned, usually in addition to tang three, no one will come to him here.
"Come in, please." The master put down his book and said softly.
The door opened and a tall figure came in from outside. He was dressed in a simple gray robe, his black hair disheveled over his shoulders, his old face etched with the vicissitudes of life, and his cloudy eyes, which seemed to have grown old, did not match his appearance, which was only about fifty years old.
"Hello, master." His voice was low and hoarse.
Do not know why, when this person just entered the door, the master's whole body subconsciously nervous, even the soul force is not consciously all over the body.
"You are?" Slowly standing up, the master had some doubt in his eyes.
The man in gray light way: "speak of, we should have not seen for 20 years. No wonder you don't recognize me as I am. My name is tang hao."
"Tang hao? The master has been ancient well not wave of expression suddenly changed, eyes pupil is almost instantaneous focus, staring at the eyes of this person, both hands on the table, fingers have become blue and white, "you, you are hao... "
Tang hao waved his hand and stopped the master from going on. He said coldly, "the past titles need not be mentioned any more. At that time, we also have a few of the edge, others may think you are just a madman, but I know, you are a persistent person.
The master's mood gradually calmed down, and his stiff face moved slightly. "it seems that I guessed correctly that you are the father of mistress after all. He's gone home. Why are you here? '
Tang hao nodded his head, light way: "it is because he went home, I will be here. I know. You have him as a disciple. As a father, I should have come to see you. I want to leave, the only thing I care about is him, so I hope to entrust my mistress to you."
"You want to go? Where to go? He's your son." The master stared at tang hao, his eyes slightly harsh.
Tang hao is still a cold look, "he is also your apprentice. I have to go. There are so many things I have to do. He won't be happy with me. I have no other requirements, his life, to choose his own. Ten years. I've been out of this world for ten years. Now he's grown up.
The master took a deep breath. "I don't know what happened to you, but I can see that mistress is very attached to you. Don't you think it is too cruel for him to leave like this?"
Tang hao said faintly: "he decided to take an extraordinary road. It is cruel to him to be with me. Well, I have said all I have to say, and whenever you do, remember that he is my son."
With these words, tang hao raised his hand, a black token clanking on the table in front of the master, the token and the original master with tang three into the hunter forest to produce the same piece, only, this token on the design is a whole six...