Fang Kun, who has been away from home for more than ten days, also misses his parents and sister a little bit in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qiu Zhihui's strong love for her son made Fang Kun also a little stimulated, why didn't her mother love her so much?

On this day, he sent away Qiu Zhihui and them, Fang Kun had the idea of returning home in his heart, he was not a person in the 'Dao', even if he cultivated the Tao, but his heart was still in the world, and the fate of the previous life was unfinished, and he must grasp it in this life.

took out his mobile phone and silently dialed his mother Su Shang's number.

The line end quickly responded.

"Hey, is it a drag?"

Mom Su Shang's voice seemed very excited. She hasn't seen her son for many days, and she has always been thinking about it.

"Mom, I miss you. ”

Although it was just an ordinary sentence, listening to Su Shang's ears, there was an incomparably heart-burning warmth.

"Son, you've been playing with your master in the mountains for more than ten days, and you still don't want to go home?"

"Mom, my master is gone!"

Fang Kun's voice was low.

Su Sheng naturally heard that he was not in a high mood, and said in surprise: "Gone, what ......do you mean?"

"Yes, Mom, I'll never see my master again. ”

"Ah, this, this...... Son, don't be sad, what's that, my mother will go to Zixia Mountain to pick you up in a while, okay?"

Su Sheng felt sorry for her son, afraid that he would be unstable and cause something to happen again, she knew that her son was a maniac temper, and the events of the past few days had not completely made her completely let go of her mind.

As soon as he heard that his mother was coming to pick him up, Fang Kun also had an irrepressible strong family affection in his heart.

Without thinking about it, he said, "Okay, I'll wait for my mother at the bottom of the mountain." ”

"Well, son, mom will leave now, and I'll see you at the mountain in forty minutes. ”

Drive from Zhongling city to Zixia Mountain, there is a tourist special line expressway, if it is not out of the city to spend time, a highway, it will take ten minutes to Zixia Mountain Scenic Area.

Su Sheng doesn't know how to drive by herself, she has a full-time driver and bodyguard, and she is also a woman, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, named Xu Fang, it is said that she is a person in the army, and she is the elite of a certain department in active service.

Su Sheng can have such a driver bodyguard, which shows that her background is extraordinary.

And her car is a Land Rover worth 2.8 million.

This car was not assigned to her by the unit, it was completely a private car, and she, as the director of the department, never used the car allocated by the unit.

Of course, she is the deputy director, and she is also a deputy director, and she is already a deputy department at her age of less than forty, which is quite remarkable.

Land Rover galloped all the way, and it only took half an hour to reach the Zixia Mountain Scenic Area.

At this time, the sky is dark, the sun is setting, and the dusk is infinitely beautiful.

At the foot of Zixia Mountain, Wenge Zhai shop is full of rows, and there are still quite a lot of tourists and pilgrims.

The scenic facilities are perfect, and there are hotels, hotels, cultural toys, antiques, jade, pavilions and so on in the leisure area under the mountain.

In short, the Taoist cultural atmosphere in this area is strong, especially the Taoist vegetarian fast, which is overcrowded at this time, and many tourists wait outside.

Su Sheng got out of the car and pulled out her son's mobile phone.

"Son, my mother has arrived, and she is here at the big stone screen in the square below the main entrance. ”

"Okay, Mom, I'll be right there. ”

Fang Kun, who went down the mountain, didn't ask a few 'high skills' from the Wuzi generation to send him, but just asked Wuzhen to accompany him.

In the past three days, he has been in a good relationship with the truth, this trendy little Taoist who is active on the Internet, if he is mixed in the world, with his ability, it is not impossible to charge a small magic stick, after all, he is a little cow man who cultivates to the third volume of the Taoist canon "Vermilion Bird God".

Taking Fang Kun himself as an example, if it wasn't for Zishu Dan's divine effect, he would be 108,000 miles behind Wu Zhen.

In terms of cultivation, Fang Kun only entered the cultivation of the second volume of "White Tiger Meaning".

However, what Fang Kun wants to cultivate is to sharpen his mind and practice his will, he has a strong Zishu True Qi in his body, which is a level that Wu Zhen can't reach after thirty years of hard practice, the old Taoist calls Zishu Dan a treasure, it is really not a boast, he has been poor for a hundred years, and he has refined three grains, each of which is worth a fortune.

"Uncle Junior, are you leaving? You can let the disciple and I serve you for a few more days, right? The disciple's admiration for you is like a gushing ......."

"Okay, okay, Wuzhen, what kind of virtue do you kid have, I don't know yet? You are also a scourge on this mountain, your master told me a long time ago, you are the one who made the dojo chickens and dogs jump, I have been here for the past two days, you kid endured it, right?"

Wu Zhen scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with a dry smile: "Uncle Xiao, why don't you take me to school? ”

Uh?

Fang Kun glanced at him in surprise, "You, have you graduated from elementary school?"

"Well, I really didn't graduate. ”

"Haha. ”

Fang Kun laughed, "You're twenty, aren't you?" You said you didn't go to elementary school, you read a fart book, where is the foundation?"

"Uh, Uncle Xiao, you can't say that, that little thing in elementary school, I completed it by myself N years ago, the master praised me for my talent and intelligence, and my future achievements are limitless, if I can get the favor of Uncle Xiao, he will shine brightly one day and become a super person second only to Uncle Xiao, Uncle Xiao, you just give me a chance to follow and serve you, you also know, and the dojo can't wait to let me get out of this scum, so as to save them trouble. ”

Fang Kun rolled his eyes, "Your master didn't have a good heart, stuffed me with your stinky meat,"

Wu Zhen salivated, "Little uncle, please, you see, I brought everything I had with me, in order to pursue you, people are ready, and I don't have the face to go back, otherwise senior brother will laugh at me." ”

Fang Kun was a little helpless, but from the bottom of his heart, he still liked this Wu Zhen very much, this kid was obedient, eye-catching, smart, could do things, and his skills were not bad, but he was a good assistant in private life.

"Your master, if I know that you are leaving with me, will there be a problem?"

"What's the problem? My master instructed me a few days ago, if I can follow you, Uncle Xiao, it will be my great blessing, he can't wait for you to take me away and train me well, once he knows that you took me away, he will definitely squat in the pit and snicker. ”

Fang Kun stretched out his hand and knocked him with a burst of chestnuts, glaring, "Did you say that about your master?"

"Hehe, I'll tell you the truth, Uncle Xiao, you can bring it. ”

Fang Kun was noncommittal, Wu Zhen followed suit, and I will rely on your attitude.

The two of them walked while talking, and soon left the Zhengshan Gate.

Outside the open gate of Zixia Mountain, there are three stone steps, each with 18 steps, a total of 54 steps.

On each of the bottom two sides squatted a white jade lion with a height of a foot.

The giant stone screen on the big square is facing the mountain gate, the stone screen is carved with many lifelike Taoist immortals, there is a brief description of the biography of Zixia Mountain below, and there are all kinds of introductions to the halls in the scenic area.

Su Sheng is waiting for his son here in Shiping.

In fact, as soon as her son Fang Kun came out of the Zhengshan Gate, she saw him, but her son had grown more than half a head after not seeing him for a few days, which made her feel unreal.

"Xu Fang, am I mistaken? Is that Fang Kun?"

Xu Fang, the beautiful bodyguard who accompanied Su Shang, also saw Fang Kun who was coming down the steps at the mountain gate, and there was also suspicion in his eyes.

"Uh, really, it's been ten days of hard work, how can Xiao Tu grow so much taller? The clothes are not right......"

"But, you see, isn't it just dragging?"

Far away, Fang Kun beckoned to his mother Su Shang, and began to trot all the way over.

After returning to his soul, Fang Kun had been in a state of misfortune, and he had not been able to fully accept that fact before leaving home, and in the past ten days on the mountain, he had completely accepted this reality.

"Mom, I miss you. ”

Fang Kun, who trotted into a flying run, soon arrived at Su Sheng's side like a gust of wind, and before she could react, Fang Kun hugged her mother tightly, "Mom, my son misses you so much, I don't know why, in the past few days on the mountain, I think about you so much." ”

As soon as he spoke, Fang Kun's tears welled up, and he couldn't restrain this emotion himself.

Although he has grown more than half a head taller, after all, he is only thirteen or fourteen, and his height is only 170 cm, which is still a little shorter than his mother's slender figure of 175 cm, not to mention that Su Sheng is wearing half-high heels.

However, for Su Shang, her son's size passed over her shoulders, which really made her happy, and she had a feeling that her son had grown up.

In the past ten days, her son has left home silently and went to Zixia Mountain to find him a master, Su Sheng is not to mention how worried, she is afraid that because of the previous time he was beaten, the family did not give him back face, and there was a feeling of grievance in his heart, which may be regarded by him as a kind of fall from grace, in fact, can his parents not hurt him? But for various reasons, there is no follow-up to that matter.

Wu Zhen, who ran over with Fang Kun, also opened his arms to hug Xu Fang.

Xu Fang pulled the fighting frame, and the frightened Wuzhen suddenly shrank back.

"Uh, eldest sister, don't you use force, right? My little uncle hugs his mother, can't I hug you? Doesn't this reflect the excitement of seeing each other?"

"Are you big, do you know my Aunt Fang?"

Fang Kun turned his head and glared at Wu Zhen, this kid was deliberately playing tricks, right?

Looking at the way he squeezed his eyebrows, maybe he didn't want to see the scene of mother and son hugging each other and crying, right?

"Uncle Xiao, don't you know each other? Uh, she's your aunt?

Wuzhen's generation is getting smaller and smaller.

Xu Fang rolled her eyes, and she didn't have any disgust at this very pleasing strange costume.

Su Sheng was even more overjoyed and cried, with a refreshing smile on her face, like a pear blossom with rain, a delicate mess.

Wu Zhen'er kept his eyes and sighed: "Uncle Xiao, my grandmother is so beautiful." ”

Poof, Su Sheng sprayed, and was suddenly upgraded to 'senior grandmother', she couldn't accept it.

The word 'milk' calls people too old, and for women, 'old' is the enemy of nature, and it is the cruel reality that they don't want to accept the most.

"Son, this is ......"

"Mom, he is the closed disciple of my fourth senior brother Ziying, his name is Wuzhen. ”

Su Sheng was slightly stunned, "You said that Daoist Ziying is your fourth senior brother?"

In Huaqing Province, Ziying is a well-known Taoist person, it is reported that the provincial high-ranking officials can have some contact with this god stick old Taoist, and the identity is a little ordinary, if you want to see this Taoist, it is difficult to climb to the sky.

One of the most famous things that makes Ziying Lao Dao is that a few years ago, the old father of a senior official of the provincial party committee was sentenced to death by the hospital and gave Zhang a cancer notice, and the family was immersed in grief.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, no one is afraid, even if they are seventy or eighty, they want to live a few more years, and they want to spend more days with their children and grandchildren.

No one wants to get into a coffin because they're old, no.

The name of Ziying is much more famous than Fang Kun's master, because the old way is too low-key, and few people in the world know it.

On the contrary, it is Zi Ying, who holds up the Zishu Shenxu Dojo on one shoulder, and is famous in one body, and it is difficult not to be famous in the world.

So when she heard that her son was Ziying's junior brother, Su Sheng was shocked, and she didn't know who her son's master was, but now it seems that her son's master is higher than Ziying's.

"What kind of grandmother? My mother is so old? Are you a pleasing boy? Just call Auntie. ”

"Uh, Uncle Junior, isn't that messing up?"

"Don't talk nonsense, everyone has their own hands, anyway, don't call my mother 'old', she doesn't like to hear it, and I don't like it even more. ”

"Yes, yes, it's called aunt, this one is also called aunt, each has its own hand, it's better, I don't want to be too low, I'm such an adult, seeing that my peers with Uncle Xiao are calling Uncle Auntie, it's really aggrieved, just call you alone, I can still bear it." ”

"What's the matter? I can't bear it, you still dare to rebel?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, my little uncle will always be my little uncle, the disciple respects you like a god, you know!"

When Wu Zhen salivated as a child, he really couldn't be angry with him, and this kid was born with a pleasing face. The facial features are quite correct.

Su Sheng also saw it, this little Taoist priest wants to follow his son to return to the vulgar?

She gently tugged her son's arm, "Son, is this Satoru really going to follow you?"

"Well, I was relied on by him, no problem, Mom, look at my son's thin noodles, you just let me accept this poor thing. ”

"Mom, there's nothing wrong with that, you can do whatever you say. ”

Su Shang listened to her son as always, there was no way, her mother's love was too tolerant and too deep, if you did something sorry for people all over the world, your mother would still tolerate you, and even stand in front of you to apologize for you, this is your mother.

A mother's love for her son, selfless to the extreme, cannot be described in any words.

"Mom, I'll really stay in Huaqing Hotel, anyway, my uncle doesn't lack a room there. ”

"Well, you look at it, do you want your mother to call your fourth uncle?"

"No, Mom, some people's attitudes can only be changed by themselves, not in the name of their parents. ”

Fang Kun spoke lightly, but it made Su Sheng feel that his son had really grown up.

She knew that her son was a bad boy in the eyes of his uncle and uncle, and giving him face was just looking at the faces of his parents.

Su Sheng sighed slightly in his heart, but hoped that his son could really change his impression in the eyes of his uncles.

"Okay, you can do this by yourself, no, my mother will come forward again, by the way, do you want to go to the vegetarian fast for a meal before leaving?"

"Uh, Mom, don't be a vegetarian, I've been out of that for the past few days, I want to eat meat." ”

Poof, Xu Fang laughed on the side, this kid said that he had faded out of that, but fortunately it was 'that', otherwise he would have to slap his wife.

Su Sheng glanced at his son, and he couldn't do anything about this son, "Then get in the car." ”

Fang Kun stuck out his tongue and hurriedly helped his mother get into the car first, the two of them sat in the back, and let Wuzhen sit in the front.

……

That night, I had dinner with my mother and Xu Fang, and went straight to Huaqing Hotel.

Su Shang and the others put down Fang Kun and Wu Zhen and left, she told her son to take Wu Zhen to play or something, but don't go to some night clubs.

Before leaving, he also gave his son a bank card.

Huaqing Hotel is one of the top hotels in Zhongling City, with five-star standard and luxurious style.

After nightfall, Fang Jingtian, the boss of Huaqing Hotel, did not enjoy his nightlife as leisurely as before.

Today, a guest staying in Huaqing Presidential Suite has a problem, this old man is from the capital, the old man, dying, but still want to see the beautiful scenery of Zixia again, but unfortunately as soon as he lives in the hotel, the old problem will be committed.

As a result, Huaqing Hotel has become an emergency center, the first hospital of the province, the provincial 803 military hospital, and the experts and professors who came to the capital ******* wave after wave, and only one conclusion was reached after the consultation, saying that the old man's life has arrived, and the old man can no longer be bothered, otherwise he will only be lost on the road, and the only thing he can do at the moment is to quickly summon his loved ones to see the old man for the last time.

This side is busy with life and death, but at this time, Fang Jingtian received a call from his nephew Fang Kun.

"What's the matter?"

He has always had no good face for this nephew, even if his third brother is in a high position, he can't spoil his son who is not angry and only knows how to cause trouble.

And among the third-generation descendants of the Fang family, the most unsuccessful and uncompetitive is the third brother's son Fang Kun.

On the contrary, Fang Kun is still the youngest grandson at the bottom, and he is not the third-generation target to be cultivated in the family, it doesn't matter if he has him or not.

"Oh, hello uncle, it's nothing, I'll take someone to live with you, it's a long-term stay, I'll pay for the house or something. ”

"I'm busy, I'll hang up if I have nothing to do, you can live with whoever you like, pay for the room, and you don't need to say hello to me, just go to the front desk to check in." ”

"Uncle, I called you to greet you, can't you hear this?"

"You, where are you going, okay? Don't make fun of me here, I don't have time to accompany you. ”

As he spoke, Fang Jingtian hung up the phone.

Fang Kun pursed his lips here, knowing that his uncle had a deep prejudice against himself, and it was not something that could be changed in a day or two, so he shrugged his shoulders.

He led Wuzhen to check in at the front desk, using Wuzhen's ID card, this kid's name is ****.

It's not Huo Yuanjia's apprentice Chen Zhen, right?

opened a standard room, in Fang Kun's words, you just get together, it's better to be simple.

Because the summer is the peak tourist season, the major hotels and guesthouses in the city are full, Huaqing is expensive, but it is almost full, a standard room is supported to the 12th floor, almost and the high-end presidential suite is next to it, and the 13th floor is up, are the presidential-level expensive suites.

The two of them took the room card and went straight to the elevator, and the elevator door was about to close, but Wu Zhen hurriedly rushed over and stretched out his hand to block the door that he wanted to close.

"Uncle Junior, please!"

And the people in the elevator glanced at this young man in a strange costume with some disgust.

Fang Kun saw an acquaintance as soon as he entered the elevator.

"Uh, Sister Qiu. ”

"Ah, Brother Fang, how could it be you?"

Qiu Zhihui was squeezed into the innermost, and he didn't see anyone blocking the elevator door, but the sound he heard was a little familiar, and he was thinking about it, and Fang Kun got into the elevator.

She met Fang Kun here, which surprised her.

"Brother Fang, aren't you on the mountain?"

"In the evening, I was picked up by my mother, no, this Lai Piwu really had to follow me down the mountain, I settled him in a hotel. ”

"Oh, I see, I said that I just heard a familiar voice, and it turned out to be Master Wuzhen. ”

After Wu Zhen came in, he pressed the 12th floor, and then smiled at the head of the autumn Hui, "Hello female donor, meet again, fate!"

"Well, it's fate. ”

Qiu Zhihui responded casually, and his gaze turned to Fang Kun's face, "Sister didn't expect to see you so soon." ”

"Yuan, by the way, Sister Qiu, where is Luo Luo?"

"At his grandmother's house, my sister came here to visit an elder, and I will introduce you to you, this is my sister's father. ”

The middle-aged man accompanied by Qiu Zhihui is majestic, and there is a momentum of a superior person in the form of Zhuwai, about fifty years old, but his mental state is excellent, his figure is tall, and his face is ruddy, but his expression is very calm at this time.

Several middle-aged men and women in the same elevator are full of gentleness, but they all contain sadness, including Qiu Zhihui.

Fang Kun smiled at Father Qiu, "Hello, uncle." ”

"Dad, he is the little master Fang Kun who cured your grandson's strange illness. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this introduction, the superior lost his arrogance, and hurriedly reached out to take the initiative to hold Fang Kun's hand.

"Master Xiaofang, I was rude, don't blame you. ”

The men and women in the elevator, seeing Qiu's father so out of shape, were also stunned, because they all knew each other, they were together, Qiu's father Qiu Dongshan is a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, executive vice governor, a powerful god, can ask him to take the initiative to stretch out his hand to show salute, that's amazing.

Uh, who is this Xiao Fang master?