Chapter 5 The Secret of Heavenly Transformation
"Yes, yes, you should go and see it, you should go and see it, I'll take you there!"
Liu Bo nodded stupidly, and then barely supported his body, and was about to take Liu Yun with him.
"Uncle Liu, I'd better go by myself!" Liu Yun looked at Uncle Liu's weak back and hurriedly stopped him, now Uncle Liu was weak enough, he didn't want to bother Uncle Liu.
"I'm an old guy, it's okay to take two steps, you can still move your body!" Facing Liu Yun's shirk, the old man insisted on saying.
In the end, Liu Yun still couldn't resist Uncle Liu, so he could only follow him towards the small courtyard where he lived before.
Squeak~~
The heavy courtyard gate was pushed open, and the small courtyard was a desolate scene, overgrown with weeds, and extremely desolate.
"Hey, after Mrs. Liu died, the Liu family decided to demolish these houses, and in the end, I had to go through several twists and turns before I could barely slow down the demolition of the house, and it is estimated that it won't last long!" Liu Bo followed Liu Yun into the small courtyard, looked at the desolate small courtyard, and sighed again.
Liu Yun walked into the small courtyard, looked at the desolate scene in the courtyard, and couldn't help but feel desolate in his heart:
"There shouldn't be anyone here for more than half a year!"
"Yes, it's been more than half a year!"
When Liu Bo spoke, a trace of nostalgia flashed in the old man's eyes, he actually wanted to come in the past half a year, but he didn't dare to face it, he didn't dare to face the deceased lady.
"Well, Uncle Liu, I see that you are also tired, so let's go back first! I want to stay here quietly for a day, and tomorrow, I will go to the ancestral shrine to worship my mother!"
Liu Yun looked at Uncle Liu's weak body, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes
"Young master, you, ancestral shrine... You'd better not go!"
Liu Bo nodded when he heard Liu Yun's words, and just as he was about to leave, he heard Liu Yun say that he was going to the ancestral shrine to worship, and his steps were slammed, and he said a little intermittently.
"Uncle Liu, are they still preventing me from going to the ancestral shrine to worship my mother?"
When Liu Yun heard Uncle Liu's words, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and his brows furrowed again.
"No, the Liu family won't stop you from worshipping your mother, but, because, because.." Liu Bo said this, his eyes flickered, he hesitated for a long time, and did not say anything.
"Uncle Liu, there is something else you haven't told me!" Liu Yun knew that Uncle Liu still had something to tell him.
"It's not that the old slave won't let you go to the ancestral shrine, it's because... Mrs. Liu's tablet is not in the ancestral hall!"
Uncle Liu hesitated for a moment, then continued:
"This matter is your father's opinion, and you also know that your father's wife is the Ning family of Qianricheng, and your father wants to please her, so... That's why I didn't let your mother go to the ancestral shrine!"
"Good, good Liu, good, good!"
Liu Yun clenched his hands and stomped on the ground with his toes, and the ground that was already somewhat dry began to crack, and the dense lines extended to the edge of the wall, and at the same time, several surrounding rooms also trembled, because the hands were too tight, the nails were pulled into the palms, and drops of blood fell to the ground.
"Young Master, you!"
Seeing Liu Yun, who was extremely angry, the old man shouted tentatively, he was afraid that Liu Yun would do something impulsive.
"Uncle Liu, I'm fine!"
Liu Yun took a deep breath, tried to suppress the churning blood in his body, and then asked softly:
"Where is my mother?"
"Cuiping Mountain!"
Liubo said a place name, and then continued:
"I did Mrs. Liu's funeral, everyone in the Liu family was immersed in the matter of Tianlingzhi, and no one cared about Mrs. Liu's death at all, just explained to me and asked me to bury Mrs. Liu in Cuiping Mountain!"
Cuiping Mountain, Liu Yun knows this place, is a small mountain luan outside the city, stretching for several miles, connecting the Sunset Mountain Range.
There was silence, and the entire courtyard fell silent again.
"Alas~ Young Master Yun, stay by yourself for a while, the old slave will go back first, the old slave hopes that you can put this matter down first!"
In the end, it was Liu Bo who broke the silence, sighed heavily, gave Liu Yun a word, and staggered out of the small courtyard.
Uncle Liu's entrustment is also well-intentioned, and the current Liu Yun has no way to compete with the huge Liu family.
Liu Yun didn't reply, watched Liu Bo walk away, closed the door of the small courtyard, and walked towards the house.
Entering the main house, there was a wooden bed leaning against the window, which used to be where my mother rested, but now there was nothing on it, it was empty.
"Mother, the child is back, back!"
Looking at the empty bed, Liu Yun knelt on the ground with a puff, his forehead against the wooden bed, and cried bitterly, hot tears sliding down his cheeks.
It's just that Liu Yun didn't know that a few of the tears fell on his tower-shaped pendant, and the light on it flashed away, which was extremely faint.
In a flash, the time came to night...
Liu Yun sat on the bed, his eyes looking out the window, a little moonlight shining on his body through the window, and a blood-red teardrop slowly slid down his cheek.
Tick..
This drop of blood and tears once again dripped on Liu Yun's tower-shaped pendant, and a flushed light flashed on the pendant, but now Liu Yun didn't have the heart to pay attention to these at all.
"Liu family, the account between us, sooner or later, I will get it back!"
Liu Yun stared at the window, and said word by word, when he spoke, his eyes were cold, and then he clenched his fists again:
"Strength, I need strength!"
This is a world of the jungle, if Liu Yun has enough strength, he can not go to the Sunset Mountains, his mother will not get sick, and Ling'er will not be forced to become a furnace.
"Strength, strength~"
Airplanes~~~
As Liu Yun's words fell, he felt the small tower in his chest buzz, and the humming sound became more and more intense.
"What is this?"
Liu Yun looked down and saw that the small tower around his neck had broken free from the shackles of the neck chain and was suspended in mid-air.
Especially when the small tower rotates, the whole tower body is covered with flame-like lines, which is even more eye-catching, but when Liu Yun stares at the past, he always feels that this flame-like pattern reveals a mystery.
This tower seems to have a special power, if you just look at it from a distance, the flame pattern on the tower body is exceptionally clear, but if you look closely, the clear flame pattern becomes blurred, the more you want to see the lines on it, the more you can't see clearly, so in the end Liu Yun simply didn't look at it.
The small tower was still rotating, and the surrounding spiritual power seemed to be attracted by the small tower, and it was constantly converging and pouring into the small tower.
This state lasted for half a pillar of incense before the small tower stopped in mid-air.
Airplanes~
The body of the tower trembled again, and spiritual power poured out from the body of the tower, condensing into lines of vague words in mid-air.
Slowly, the words formed by the spiritual power became clearer and clearer, and Liu Yun also saw the top few big characters clearly:
"Genius Magic"