Shu Feng lay down, crossed his legs, and said, "You can rest assured of this, this Cai family can't wait for you to marry their young lady!"

"What do you mean?"

"Is something happening?"

"And it's related to the Cai family!" Shuling asked.

Shufeng said angrily: "Yo, you really deserve to be the brother of the detective, you can guess it so easily!"

"What a detective, you've written it all on your face!"

"There's something going on in the Cai family!" Shuling said with a blank look at Shufeng.

"You can't just give my brother a step up, really. Shufeng complained.

"Let's get down to business!" Shuling urged.

"The people of the Cai family are all dead, killed by monsters!"

"The demon also seized the body of the Cai family's grandfather, and then used witchcraft to make these dead people look like living people. ”

"Use Boss Cai's daughter Cai Liu'er to recruit relatives to attract adult men and absorb their essence and blood to cultivate. After Shufeng finished speaking in one breath, Shuling almost had only one expression.

That is, I can't believe it!

"I knew you didn't believe it!" Shu Feng continued.

Shuling paused and asked, "How do you know?"

"Hahaha, I knew you had to ask like this, I know you Mo Ruodi!"

"In the past few days, the Detective Mansion has been wanted about the tragic death of a guest in the flower house. ”

"But I don't want it to be a strange case! Fu Jun felt that it was too strange, so he invited a strange detective. ”

"And this strange agent is Mr. Jue who left many years ago!" Shufeng sat up and said seriously.

Shuling stood up and looked at Shufeng in surprise, and he asked, "Did you see him?"

"Not only did I see him, but he asked me to tell you that I must follow my father to Caijiabuzhuang tomorrow. ”

"He'll be waiting for you there. ”

"It's, he asked me to give you, and he said it belongs only to you. Shufeng took out a golden bead from his waist, took Shuling's hand, put it in his palm and said.

"I'm leaving. Shufeng walked to the window and said to Shuling.

Shuling looked at the gold bead in his hand in a daze, and after coming back to his senses, he asked in surprise: "Aren't you inappropriate tonight!"

"I lied to you, hehe. Shu Feng smiled and said.

"Let's go, it's dark at night, be careful and safe, don't be reckless!" Shuling instructed.

"Brother!" Shu Feng called.

"What?" Shuling asked.

"This, this window is too high, I don't dare to go down. Shufeng said with a bitter face.

Shuling reluctantly walked to the window and said, "Then how did you get in!"

"It's easy to come up, but don't look down. ”

"You know I'm afraid of heights! A little height, I'm scared to death. Shufeng sat tremblingly on the windowsill and didn't dare to move.

Shuling put his arms around Shufeng and said, "I'll help you, go down quickly!"

Shu Feng suddenly turned around and hugged his brother, and said with a little choked up: "Brother, I really want you to help me for the rest of my life." ”

"Haha, how old are you! Shuling said as if coaxing a child, stroking Shufeng's back.

Shu Feng used his strength, hugged Shuling tightly, and said, "Brother, goodbye." ”

After speaking, Shufeng quickly flipped off the windowsill, and his figure disappeared into the night.

It wasn't until the next day that Shuling understood that Shufeng was saying goodbye to him last night.

It turned out that Mr. Jue was an immortal cultivator that Shuling met in the mountains and forests of the village six years ago. Dancing Chinese

He and Mr. Jue were like-minded, and they hit it off at first sight, and together they made an oath to work for the common people in the world.

However, when Mr. Jue invited Shuling to practice with him, Shuling did not agree, and he could not abandon his parents and younger brother.

Jue did not force Shuling, but left the village alone.

Since then, Shuling's life has returned to dullness, without a trace of waves, like stagnant water.

Until, Shufeng met Mr. Jue in the village, and learned from him about his brother Shuling's thoughts.

He actually wanted to practice, but he couldn't let go of his family affection and responsibility.

He can't selfishly abandon his relatives in order to seek the immortality that people yearn for.

However, Mr. Jue told Shufeng that cultivation is not only for immortality, but also for the sake of the common people in the world!

There are troubled times at all times, and there are demons everywhere.

Then, at this time, cultivators will work hard to protect the common people, just to leave a bright avenue for future generations!

Shufeng understands the righteousness of cultivation, and he believes that his brother will understand it too, but he can't let go of him and his parents.

Therefore, it is better for them to put down the peak first.

Mr. Shuling and Jue embarked on the road of cultivation, and the vicissitudes of life have changed for decades.

Later, because of an incident, it happened to happen in the village where he used to live.

So, Shuling returned to the village alone, and he came to the home where he dreamed about it almost every day.

The wooden fence had long since been torn down, and a solid stone fence had been rebuilt, and a gold-lettered plaque hung on the red-lacquered gate: Shufu.

The once simple house has long been replaced by a high-walled compound in front of you, although it is atmospheric, it lacks a kind of warmth.

Shuling walked up the steps and was about to push the door in, but he still stopped, because he didn't know what identity he was entering.

He was afraid that everything would have changed.

When Shuling turned around and was about to leave, there was a creaking sound of the door opening behind him, accompanied by an old voice asking, "This young man, who are you looking for?"

Shuling was stunned, he slowly turned around and saw the old man in front of him, his eyes were red and rippling.

"Uh, sir, I'm fine. Shuling choked.

He knew that this was his younger brother Shufeng, but he couldn't recognize him.

My younger brother is already dying, and his appearance has not changed at all when he was twenty-eight!

"Well, lad, have we met somewhere?"

"You look so familiar!" said the old man wondered.

"Maybe I'm looking at the face of goodness. ”

"Sir, go in quickly, it's cold. Shuling's tears were about to well-up and he couldn't stay here any longer, so he turned around and left.

The elderly Shufeng shook his head, sighed and beat his waist and walked slowly back to the mansion, closing the door.

After leaving, Shuling learned that his parents had already passed away, and his younger brother Shufeng had already been full of children and grandchildren.

It turned out that the younger brother had long forgotten his existence. Even the people of this entire village don't remember that there is such a person as Shuling.

He came to the edge of a cliff near where he could see the Shufu and looked in the direction of the home he had been thinking about for decades.

The loneliness and loneliness in Shuling's heart have never been stronger.

He stood there for seven days and seven nights, without moving.

It wasn't until the eighth day, when he looked at the rising sun, that he suddenly understood the true meaning of cultivation.

It's that the path of cultivation is lonely and painful.

Because he would watch his relatives and friends, one by one, leave one after another in front of him, and he could not do anything about it.

In the end, the only thing he can do is to follow the cycle of reincarnation of all things, and meet everyone again somewhere in this world......

When the hidden path came out of the inner magic realm, he was relieved, and he finally understood the meaning of cultivation.

Nor did he forget that his heart was as bright and pure as the lonely moon in the eternal night.