"Me?!"

"What does it have to do with me, and what is this stone?"

"The reason why it is related to you is because it originally belonged to your father. ”

“... Father, father ?!......" Fusu's hand shook suddenly, and his brows suddenly furrowed and he stared at Yuan Shen in disbelief.

The latter continued, "This jade was brought back by my father from the world of the dead. ”

"As I told you earlier, his old man is the last envoy of our clan to the underworld. Every year on a full moon night, he would go to any of the enchantments of the Dead to check. ”

"That year, the old man went to 'Shengmen'. That's where you met your father. ”

"At that time, your father had just come out of the Xiling River, and when my father saw that he was still holding something in his hand, he asked him to hand over the object in his hand......"

.........

After more than 2,000 years, he heard about his father for the first time.

In an instant, Fusu only felt as if he had been stabbed by a sword blade that had been enveloping countless days and nights.

He lifted his eyelids with difficulty, slow and heavy like the slow motion of a butterfly's wings.

looked at Yuan Shen, but it was like seeing his father's vague shadow.

For the people of the world, it was the first emperor, but for him, it was a father.

For countless days and nights, he had pondered that question. If it was really his father who let him die at that time, would he hate such a father?

The answer is no!

Thinking about this question, thousands of years later, he still has no other thoughts about his father.

He always respects and looks up to his father, who was the first emperor of the ages.

Even if Fusu now understands that after the soul is transformed into reincarnation, it is a new life.

But for him, there is only one life, and there is only one father!

My heart was depressed for a while, and I raised my hand, and the carved window creaked open.

The cool breeze in the early hours of the morning, uninvited.

The tiles on the roof originally melted into the night sky and could not be seen, but at this time, the sky gradually revealed the blue and gray, and the color was revealed.

The tile is black, the wind is cool, and the tea is hot.

The cool breeze blew through the freshly brewed tea soup, and through the hazy heat of the mist, Fu Su cleared his slightly bitter throat

It seems that there is no way to get around the stone, and just after solving the puzzle of breaking the stone, there is another 'grape' stone.

"You mean, this jade was still in my father's hand before reincarnation?"

Father, how important is it that you will still hold it in your hands after death?!!

Try to calm yourself down and recall the face painting that flashed in your mind.

The man who knelt on the ground and spoke, and the father's joyful expression at that time......

It was repeatedly probed several times before and after, and it was confirmed that it was an ordinary jade.

However, Fusu knew very well in his heart that his father never did anything meaningless!

So what is the use of this jade? It made my father take it so seriously that he was obsessed with taking it into reincarnation after washing his soul!

"That's right. I can't be mistaken. Because that's all my dad said about it. ”

Yuan Shen took a sip of tea, saying that he knew that this was all there was to it, and no matter how much he could, he couldn't help it.

Where is not to say much, the fact is that Yuan Shen himself didn't pay attention at all when his father talked about this matter, and he didn't say a word after listening to it.

Plus, I've forgotten a few things after a long time, so that's all for the rest of the information.

But he can't be blamed, these things are just listened to. My own father was originally a chatter, after saying this and that, who can remember so much.

In other words, the bloodline of Daddy's chatter was inherited by Xiaofei, a stupid boy, alas, what a premature life.

In the early morning, the first light of winter kicked off the dawn.

The wind, climbing through the pane and jumping into the house, carries a hint of the bleak smell peculiar to early winter.

But no matter how cool and thorough the wind was, he couldn't blow the blurry image, Fu Su shook his head, leaned back on the back of the chair with a blue face, tightened his eyebrows and shoulders drooped, and turned his head to stare at Yuan Shen.

"You tell me the truth, why did you bring this jade alone, and if you want to give it to me, you don't have to detour. ”

Yuan Shen got up from the chair and shook his waist, just like those old uncles who were exercising in the morning, and didn't even look at him.

"Fusu, Fusu, who will remember such a little pebble?! My father has traveled all over the world of the dead, and he has seen how many world reincarnations. ”

"Every time he goes back to Feiyu Luoxi, he tells a lot of stories, if it weren't for knowing you, I wouldn't have remembered it at all. It's not because of Jueling..."

When Father Yuan Shen told the story of encountering the soul of a generation of kings in the human world in the realm of the dead, the young Jueling was also present.

Due to fate, many years later, Jueling met Fusu and fell hopelessly in love with him.

After learning about Fusu's life experience, Jueling remembered the story from a long time ago and the little jade in the story.

So, dragging Yuan Shen and Dan, the three of them rummaged through their father's relics, and only then did they find this inconspicuous little thing.

When he was full of joy and was about to return the 'grapes' he had just found to Fusu, he didn't expect him to pass through the ruins of the secret realm first and run away!

Forget about the momentary miss back then, and then Fusu avoided Jueling and the Phantom Spirit Clan, which is equivalent to postponing the problem that should have been encountered for more than 900 years.

However, the last time I went to Feiyu Luoxi Jueling, I didn't mention anything. Why is that? Did she forget?

Of course not. Does Yuan Shen really have any mind-reading skills?

"Back then, she also wanted to please you when she looked for this jade, but then she thought about it calmly, and she felt that most of the things in her previous life brought you pain. After so many years, the reason why she didn't say it was because she didn't want to expose the sore spot in your heart anymore, and she didn't want to see you indulge in old things. ”

Where can Yuan Shen read minds, but he is upset for Jueling from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing this, Fusu's impression of Jueling's willfulness has changed. But it's just a matter of change.

"Then why did you bring it again, and why didn't you give it to me directly?"

"This thing has been thrown aside for more than 900 years, and everyone has forgotten about it. But after you came to Feiyu Luoxi that time, Jue Ling turned it out again, and found something wrong at that time. ”

"I'll be honest, I was going to give it to you directly. It was probably Xiao Fei and his mother who put it in when they were packing up. I thought I had it in my pocket all along. ”

Fusu, who had sorted out his emotions, swept over Yuan Shen with a cold gaze expressionlessly, and the latter turned his head and ignored it.

Don't you need to think about this, Yuan Shen must have planned to use this to trick himself, but he didn't think about it, but he was intercepted by Sang Xia.

By the way, why Sanxia?

A coincidence may be a coincidence, but if there are too many, it will definitely not make sense.

"However, since the jade is my father's thing, why can't I sense its existence in the slightest? And why did Sanxia find it?"

"Why? You also ask me, Childe, I can only solve the confusion that I can. ”

That's your woman, ask me, how could I possibly know anything?

Looking at Yuan Shen with a playful face suspiciously, Fusu only felt that everything was out of his control.

This feeling is extremely bad!

"Over the years, this little pebble has not changed much. Yuan Shen said as he recalled.

"You say, it's strange that you didn't sense it?!! what is the reason for such a change?"

"If it weren't for you, wouldn't that girl?!!! um..."

Yuan Shen muttered to himself, and he felt that what he said was very reasonable, and he couldn't stop nodding his head.

Fusu stood up, glanced at someone who was possessed, and said in an unhappy tone, "As early as when you stepped into Runlu, you searched inside and out. You don't know she's just a normal person?"

With that, he dusted off the pine needles that floated in from the window and landed on his clothes, ready to turn around and flash.

Yuan Shen's mind flashed the girl's ordinary appearance, and it was indeed impossible to think about it, but it was just a moment of smooth thinking and a quick mouth.

That's it, anyway, there is a lot of time after staying, and he is confident that he will be able to find out if he joins forces with Fusu.

Retrieve the lost artifact and have fun rediscovering this human world that is completely different from any previous period.

"Fusu, don't forget that you owe me a favor again. ”

Since he decided to stay, he couldn't let go of any opportunity to play with and squeeze Fusu. Yuan Shen's abacus sounded.

"Yes, remember. Whenever you need it, you can speak. Fusu replied without much thought.

Qiao Ziye famously said eight hundred years ago: If you have a lot of debt, you don't have to worry about it, and if you have lice, you don't itch.

People will change and the moon will be full.

Fusu and Yuan Shen, both of them have an impression of each other that is still stuck in nine hundred years ago.

Killing Yuan Shen couldn't have imagined that Fusu, the son of the year, was now so thick-skinned that he could build a wall.

Hmph, a golden light flashed, and Fu Su stood on the terrace on the second floor of Runlu.

The city is waking up, and the lakes and mountains not far away are showing their beauty in the early winter morning.

Clusters of withered lotus leaves lie on the surface of the lake, and the color of the water reflects the rising sun.

Under the refraction of the translucent light, he saw the flocculent matter in the grape jade stone swimming slowly, like ink dripping into water, graceful and graceful.

He felt a wisp of mist that was so thin that it was almost impossible to catch it, hovering around him, and dissipating in a few moments.

Then another wisp of the same mist seeped out of the jade again, lingering, and disappearing.

And so, back and forth, seems to be endless.

The fog was too thin, and the breath was too weak.

But he felt a kind of familiarity and peace of mind that was palpable.

This breath is Father!