Chapter 484: Illusion is the image of the heart

"Mother......

At this time, Liufang couldn't feel anything outside of his five senses at all, and now, he just looked at the woman who had her back to him and hoeed the ground again and again, tears falling in her eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Probably, it's been more than ten years, and he hasn't seen his mother again, right?

"Junko?"

Liufang's thoughts were flying, and suddenly, a gentle and somewhat surprised voice sounded in his ears, Liufang hurriedly wiped his tears and looked, and found that it was his mother who was looking at him with joy on her face.

"Mother, mother!"

Liufang's heart was a little sad, and suddenly, she knelt down in front of the woman, and cried bitterly, but the woman was mixed with joy and sorrow, and while crying, she smiled and helped him up.

"Junko, come, get up."

The woman dragged him up, took him by the hand, and pulled him to the hut not far away, where he had lived for more than ten years, and at the door a little yellow dog was wagging its tail at him.

"Ah Huang!"

Liu Fang was pleasantly surprised, and shouted at the little yellow dog, and the little yellow dog shouted at him excitedly, and ran happily in place for two laps, and finally, threw himself into his arms.

"Come, Junko, drink water."

The woman took a large coarse porcelain teapot in the room, poured some yellow and turbid tea into the bowl, handed it to Liufang, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat at noon, my mother will make it for you." ”

"I ......"

Holding the little yellow dog, looking at the woman's kind and gentle face, Liufang couldn't help but feel slightly stunned, and it wasn't until a long time later that Liufang finally said out loud, "Mother, after so many years, you are still so good-looking." ”

"You kid."

The woman laughed amusedly, reached out and touched the top of Liufang's head, and asked gently, "Your favorite shallots and tofu, and chicken stewed mushrooms, are you okay?" ”

"Okay, okay."

Liufang nodded a little mechanically, but his mouth responded, he hadn't eaten these two dishes for a long time, really, I really wanted to eat them......

"Then you wait."

The woman smiled, turned around and walked towards the stove, and after a while, Liufang heard the sound of a big rooster struggling and howling, and suddenly felt some warmth in her heart.

And the little yellow dog in his arms also stretched out his pink tongue and gently licked the back of Liufang's hand, as if he was also telling some kind of joy and longing for himself.

"I'll reward you with a big chicken leg later."

Feeling that the little yellow dog was a little rough but with a warm tongue, Liufang touched the little yellow dog's head funny, and hugged him fiercely in his arms, and finally, he could hold it again.

"Wang!"

As if he understood Liufang's words, the little yellow dog shouted excitedly, and began to arch his head into Liufang's arms again, causing Liufang to pick it up and hold it again.

In a few moments, the same dish was already on the table.

"Come, try my mother's handiwork."

The woman smiled like a warm sunshine, and her nose was sour when she saw the fragrance, and then she immediately picked up the chopsticks and gently picked up the finely chopped tofu and put it in her mouth.

The smooth and tender tofu, with the freshness and slight spiciness, saturated with sesame oil and rice vinegar, strongly stimulates Liufang's taste buds, so, after a bite, it is a big mouthful, and finally, Liufang takes a whole plate and pulls it to his mouth fiercely.

It's delicious, it's really delicious.

"Eat slowly, the chicken is still simmering in the pot."

The woman looked at him lovingly, but she didn't stop it, but Liufang was in tears, this smell really smelled in his heart, and then, the dust in the bottom of his heart, the memory that he had never dared to touch, was finally opened.

More than 10 years ago, all of this is long gone.

The robbers ransacked this place, not only robbed their family's things, but also humiliated his mother severely, and Ah Huang was hacked to death by the robbers because he went to protect his mother, and in the end, they also burned this place, his home.

If it weren't for the lord of the country, he would have been a charred corpse in the sea of fire at that time.

Liufang's eyes trembled with tears, and when she saw the woman in front of her who still had a loving face, her mouth was full of stuff, and she shouted in a vague trembling voice, "Mother......"

"Hey."

The woman nodded lovingly, smiling as if she had been more than ten years ago, like a white flower swaying in the wind, making people feel gentle.

"Mother, I really miss you."

Liufang silently swallowed the tofu in her mouth, reached out and touched the saber at her waist, but the woman was still smiling, as if she didn't feel Liufang's small movements at all.

But Liufang took a deep breath, drew her sword out of its sheath, and then stabbed it into the woman's chest.

"Hmm......"

The woman's face was suddenly full of pain, and her gentle face suddenly wrinkled, and she asked him in disbelief, "Junko, ...... Why do you want to kill your mother? ”

"I'm sorry."

Liu Fang raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pulled out her sword fiercely, looked at the blood on her chest, and said to her quietly, "You are not my mother, my mother, as early as more than ten years ago, it was no longer there." ”

"I didn't expect that your heart is firm."

The woman smiled helplessly, and then, the scenery around her immediately changed, the hut, the little yellow dog, all disappeared, and Liufang finally saw that in front of him was a man in a Confucian shirt sitting cross-legged on a stone.

And his own sword was stuck in his shoulder.

"Thank you."

Liu Fang lowered his eyes, and sighed a little in his heart, for so many years, he couldn't dream of his mother, this time, he didn't expect it to be an accident that fulfilled his long-cherished wish day and night.

"Heh......"

The man in the Confucian shirt smiled slightly, coughed up a mouthful of blood foam with a pale face, shook his head with some effort, and said to him, "You are really a weirdo, I admit defeat." ”

After that, the man in the Confucian shirt casually slapped his hand on the stone under him, and said to him, "Although I admit defeat, there are ten people in this formation, and you are very lucky, I am the weakest one." ”

"Thank you!"

The short words made Liu Fang a little shocked, because he realized that he had already lost Murong Anze's figure, so it was possible for Murong Anze to be recruited, just like himself.

Thinking of this, Liu Fang ran and ran in the direction that he instinctively sensed.

At this time, Murong Anze saw it again, the scene he didn't want to see again in his life, and a face he never wanted to see again.

Perhaps, he thought, this is what is called retribution.