"Yuan Chen. Situ Yunlong's voice came out at this time.

Feng Yuanchen waved his hand and said, "Father, needless to say, I know." ”

Wiping away the tears on his face, Feng Yuanchen turned around and walked to Situ Jing's side, helped her up, and after holding her hand, he said lonely: "Come on, seal the coffin, and bury it on a certain day." ”

As soon as the words fell, the four servants quickly stepped forward, lifted the lid of the coffin, and were about to seal the coffin, and everyone also looked at Feng Qian in the coffin sadly, they all knew that this would be the last time they saw Feng Qian.

"Ah...... Ugh!"

But at this moment, a very low yawn came from the coffin, the sound was so low, but everyone felt that it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, echoing in their ears, and everyone present couldn't believe their ears, they all thought it was an illusion.

However, what happened next made them have to believe that it was true, and let them know that they really heard the yawn of Feng Qian, and they were even more frightened and stood on the spot.

Because Feng Qian actually sat up slowly from the coffin, the pale face that was so emaciated that only skin and bones remained, and a pair of dead gray eyes stared at everyone at a loss, the scene was extremely terrifying.

The faces of the four servants carrying the lid of the coffin turned pale instantly, and the lid of the coffin in their hands fell to the ground.

A less timid servant fell directly to the ground, crawling backwards on both feet and four hands.

"Hell!"

This shout suddenly woke everyone up, and they all looked at Feng Qian in horror, not understanding what was going on, even Situ Yunlong didn't know what the situation was, stood up from his seat, and couldn't speak for a while.

"It's Qian'er, he's not dead, he's alive, he's really alive. Situ Jing was the first to react and said loudly, and at the same time ran over quickly, hugged Feng Qian in her arms, and cried loudly, unlike before, this time she cried with joy.

Feng Yuanchen also reacted quickly, followed Situ Jing and ran to Feng Qian, looked at Feng Qian, and said: "Qian'er, great, you really didn't die, it's really good, haha......" After speaking, Feng Yuanchen actually laughed loudly, the laughter was excited, anyone could hear the endless excitement contained in his laughter, in a short period of time, he changed from endless sadness and pain to today's excitement and joy, this feeling made him unable to express it in words, and could only be replaced by laughter.

It was only then that the crowd woke up from their frightened stupor.

Feng Qian really woke up, he really came back to life, and everyone's faces instantly changed from the original gloomy sadness to the current smile, laughing and talking about it in twos and threes, obviously really happy that Feng Qian came back to life.

Situ Yunlong's stiff face also softened, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, of course he was happy that his grandson had come back to life.

Situ Yunlong turned around and shouted angrily at the servant who was so frightened that he fell: "Blind your dog eyes, my grandson is a good person, you are talking nonsense, come to someone, drag me out and beat me hard, how can my Situ Mansion have a servant like you who is as timid as a mouse." ”

The servant is now so remorseful that his intestines are green, and he hates himself even more in his heart, why is he so timid, and it doesn't matter if he is cowardly and afraid, but why should he yell at the little master so disrespectfully.

Thinking in his heart, he didn't dare to delay, so he quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said: "The old master spares his life, the small one has no eyes, the small one is wrong, I beg the old master to spare his life!"

The atmosphere in the hall of the mourning hall became dull, and when Feng Yuanchen saw this, he had to bend down to Situ Yunlong and said: "Father, forget it, today is Qian'er's big day, it's not appropriate to use family law, just spare him this time! ”

"Thank you for sparing your life, thank you for sparing your life. Before Situ Yunlong could speak, the servant was already there, thank God.

Situ Yunlong snorted coldly and said, "This time, for the sake of the little young master, I will spare you once, if there is a next time, I will directly kill you and get out of here." ”

When the servant heard Situ Yunlong's words, he knew that he seemed to have escaped today, so he hurriedly said: "Yes, the little one doesn't dare to be here, thank the old master, thank the family master." After saying that, he hurriedly turned around and retreated.

Situ Yunlong glanced at everyone and said angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and clean up, these white cloths look good when they are hung, don't they, do you really want to make me angry to death? I don't know what to do if I don't say it?"

Situ Yunlong's younger brother Situ Yunhu hurriedly beckoned the servants to start cleaning up, he knew the temper of the eldest brother Situ Yunlong very well, but he must not anger him again. "Alas, it seems that only Feng Qian can restrain his violent temper a little. ”

Thinking that the eldest brother was fierce in front of others, but in front of Feng Qian, he became as well-behaved as a dog, Situ Yunhu was so happy that he wanted to laugh.

Feng Qian had been carried out of the coffin by Feng Yuanchen and Situ Jing, and came to the hall of the mansion, Situ Yunlong and the core figures of the Situ family also arrived in the hall one by one, and the servants were busy with Zhang Luo's banquet at this time, and the entire Situ Mansion became jubilant and lively for a while.

Everyone in Situ Mansion was very happy, but Qianfeng, who was the person concerned, was completely dumbfounded, and still didn't know what was going on?

Qianfeng only remembered that he was surrounded by two groups of people, and those people rushed towards him with machetes and axes, and at the most critical moment, he was slashed by lightning, but after being struck by lightning, why didn't he die, or did he say that he was dead? And how did his body become like this, it looks like it should be an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, right, is this himself?"

Qianfeng tried to move his finger again, but the teenager's finger was really controlled by himself. "Could it be that I really didn't die? By the way, could I be like the protagonist of those Xiuzhen novels, possessed by this young man, well, it seems that this is the case. ”

"However, looking at the clothes and styles of these people, this seems to be in ancient times, isn't it? Could it be that he is not only possessed by this young man, but also traveled across time and space to ancient times?" Thinking of this, Qianfeng was really shocked and speechless, could it be that there are really cultivators in this world, otherwise how to explain what happened to him.

Thinking of this, Qianfeng's heart became happy, if he really traveled to ancient times and was possessed by a person who had died, did it mean that his brain cancer had been cured without treatment?

But then, Chikaze was disappointed. "What if the cancer is cured, the bones of this body are too bad now! There is not a trace of muscle in the whole body, not even the most basic fat, only a layer of skin wrapped around the bones, I am afraid that a breeze can blow itself away! This is simply a living bamboo pole man!"

"Thief God, what are you kidding me, since you got me to ancient times, then you should get me a better body and bones! Qianfeng scolded in his heart.

What Qianfeng didn't know was that he was really right this time, he really didn't have long to live when he arrived here, in three months, the young man he possessed would also die, and at that time, would he be able to cross over again and possess again?

Suddenly, Qianfeng felt that the whole body instantly began to become extremely painful, flesh, bones, internal organs, etc., as long as there was a heart-rending pain in every part of his body.

"Ahh

"What's going on, why is this happening?" Qianfeng cried out in pain.

"Qian'er, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable. Hearing Qianfeng's screams, Situ Jing hurriedly asked, gently stroking Qianfeng's cheeks with both hands, with a worried look on his face.

Qianfeng gritted his teeth, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm fine, but I have a lot of pain all over my body, I don't know what's going on, I want to go back to my room to rest." ”

When he first woke up, Qianfeng didn't care about what happened in front of him because he was too shocked, but now he put his mind at ease, and realized that this young man who was possessed by himself should be a sick person, and he was not less sick than himself, and he woke up from a coffin, which means that he should have died before he possessed this young man's body, and he should have died from the illness of his weakened body.

"Oh my God! This young man was sick to death, he possessed him, is he going to die of illness, since he can't carry it, how long can he carry it, how can he be so unlucky, wherever he goes, he will fall ill, and he still can't escape the arrangement of fate after traveling through time and space. "The more Qianfeng thinks about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes, if he doesn't die this time, he must go to learn Xiuzhen, and fly to the immortal realm in the future, see who is in the past with him, and treat himself like this.

Now he already has some belief that there are really cultivators and immortals in this world, and he has really crossed over.

"Okay, then Mother will take you to rest, and then tell Mother what you want to eat, and Mother will make it for you. Situ Jing didn't think much about it, and left the hall of the mansion with Qianfeng.