The red wooden door had not yet been closed, and it was pitch black inside, so Chun Yu Fei Fang crossed the threshold, brought the door, lit the oil lamp, walked to his mother's spiritual seat, put down the wooden box in his hand, picked up three incense sticks and lit them, and bowed respectfully.

"The child misses you, mother....... Chun Yufei unconsciously shed two lines of tears of missing his relatives.

After a sacrifice, Chun Yufei picked up the wooden box, and then looked carefully, this is a pair of dragon and phoenix boxes made of rosewood with a ruler half a foot long and wide, and carved by Seiko.

The first thing that catches your eye when you open the wooden box is a block, connected with a black chain of verdant jade plaque, the left side of the jade plaque is carved with a white dragon like fat, and on the right is a black and white tiger with wings, and there is a blood-red sun like cinnabar carved in the middle, and only by looking at the fineness and smoothness of their texture, you will know that it is naturally born, and it is by no means artificially hard embedded.

Under the jade plaque, there is another animal skin, and there are still white words on it:

The word is a metaphor:

"When you see this letter, my mother should no longer be alive. My Fei'er, don't be sad for your mother's departure, this is not what your mother wants to see. Promise your mother that you will take good care of yourself. As long as you live well, your mother will smile under Jiuquan.

My mother actually has a lot of things to tell you in my heart. But I thought about it again and again, and I thought it would be better not to let you know about it for the time being. Because my mother hopes that you can be like an ordinary nobody, carefree and happy to spend your life. But when Situ Bonan handed over this letter to you, it must have fulfilled his mother's prediction. So your life should be up to you. Put away the Holy Yang Token, if you have great ambitions, and the Hidden World Peak has a group of loyal and courageous subordinates, they will always serve you to the death, as loyal to your father, or, you will have a lot of concerns, but you don't have to worry, your father's subordinates and their descendants will always worship the people who hold the Holy Yang Token. I want to tell you that this is not the path that your mother forced you to take, but only if you want to, that group of loyal subordinates are suffering from the loss of their leader, if you go, you will be their leader, and then you will know about your father's past with me. My mother would like to see you grow up, marry a wife and have children, and be happy. It's just that fate makes people make me, and I don't have such extravagant hopes anymore. Mother is now imagining your future in her mind. After experiencing the ups and downs of life, my mother just wants to tell you not to envy others, because you are also a beautiful scenery in the eyes of others. Say goodbye to my son. If there is an afterlife, we will be mother and child. Mother tears in the eyes of the pen.

Chun Yufei looked at it, his heart was sad for a while, his eyes moistened again, how warm his mother's book was, between the words and sentences, full of maternal love and concern.

After a long time, Chun Yufei put the jade card he was playing with around his neck, and then kept a book close to his mother.

This night was tossing and turning, and he was thinking: "Why did my mother leave this letter? What is Yin Shifeng? Father's old subordinates, who is my father? Who is my mother?" There ?.......were too many questions that made it difficult for him to sleep.

It was dawn, and Chun Yufei slowly fell asleep, having made a decision before he fell asleep. Since his mother wants him to be an ordinary person, then listen to his mother's words and be an ordinary person.

'Bang~Bang~Bang~...' There was a quick knock on the door.

Chun Yufei opened his misty sleepy eyes, got out of bed and opened the door.

"Miss......" Chun Yufei saw the person coming, and habitually lowered his head.

Situ Fei'er didn't speak, her eyes looked at Chun Yufei magically and blankly.

"Miss...... You ......" Chun Yufei suddenly visited the next person's residence in the early morning for the eldest lady, and felt a little surprised.

Situ Fei'er suddenly burst into tears, "Brother Xiaofei...... Don't you remember me?"

"I ...... Miss ......"

"Little ...... Miss ......"

"I'm a little sister......"

Situ Fei'er stroked her hair, wanting to roll it into a braid, Chun Yufei used to laugh at her like a noodle, and gave her a nickname.

"Little Little Sister ......" finally recognized this by Chun Yufei, the playmate who followed behind his ass when he was a child.

Situ Fei'er excitedly grabbed Chun Yufei's hands and didn't let go for a long time.

After the excitement of the reunion, the dark alley now looked much clearer, she wiped away her tears and let go embarrassedly.

"Years apart, so fast...... We've all grown up......"

"Hmm!" Chun Yufei bowed his head gently.

"When you come back, why don't you come to me first?" Situ Fei'er was a little resentful.

"I don't recognize Miss, and I'm afraid of Miss'......"

"How could I not remember you? every time you saw me when you were a child, you wanted to pull my pigtails......" At this point, both of them were embarrassed, and laughed embarrassedly with a sweet memory,

After all, they have all grown up.

"Stop calling me Miss, call me by my name, okay?"

Chun Yufei knows the number of rites, but he also wants to keep a part of the happiness, especially since she is the only childhood friend and the only friend.

"Where have you been all these years?" said Situ Fei'er in a reproachful tone.

Where did you go? Sitting in the corner of the wall, how can he finish talking for a few years, vague, Chun Yufei only said something lighter.

Situ Fei'er also said that she had just left the unaccustomed and crying days, and although she forgot about it, she still saw Brother Xiaofei from her dreams from time to time, and often fantasized about his appearance.

"Time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye we have all grown up, you, I have changed. ”

Chun Yufei touched his emaciated face and smiled lightly: "Yes, with a flick of our fingers, we have all grown up, and our appearance has changed." ”

"How can you talk old-fashioned, as if you are a seasoned little old man!"

"You don't like it?" Chun Yufei said helplessly: "I thought it was ......"

"What do you think?"

"I thought it was ...... Little girls like mature men!"

"It's weird!"

Situ Fei'er laughed so much that she hated innocence, and insisted that he change his dress, but Chun Yufei said that he would wait for his mother's death forty-nine days later, but Situ Fei'er had no choice but to agree due to customs.

"Why did Aunt Qin Xin suddenly take you away from Situ Mansion a few years ago, and where did you go?" Situ Fei'er asked shyly, "Hurt people want to ...... every day." ”

"Miss. Chun Yufei hurriedly interrupted Situ Fei'er's words, and lifted a package of herbs with vines, leaves, and roots in the corner of the wall: "This is the herb I picked for the master, can you take it and fry it into soup and let the master take it?"

"Of course it's good!" Situ Fei'er took the herbs: "If someone hadn't sneak attacked, my father wouldn't have been injured!"

"Master, he was attacked by a sneak attack?" Chun Yufei didn't know much about the battle situation, so he asked.

Situ Fei'er recounted the situation that day, and said hatefully, "That hateful ghost-faced man, let me run into him one day, I have to teach him a lesson!"

After chatting for a while, it was getting late, and the two left with each other. Chun Yufei seemed to be in much better spirits today, and when he returned to the house, he immediately told his mother that Situ Feier was still fresh and lovely.

The east courtyard of Situ Mansion lives in the eldest Situ Bonan, and the second Situ Boxiao lives in the west courtyard. The previous generation is no longer there, and the big family must draw boundaries, especially the next generation, which will inevitably be more competitive. is also a brother, although Situ Boxiao is not as famous as Situ Bonan, but his brother is injured, and he always has to take care of him.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel more useful and energetic.

The green bamboo and red pavilion, the small bridge and flowing water, and the garden in front are paved with white marble on the flat ground.

Situ Boxiao is also the same as his brother, he continues to practice diligently every day, in fact, his cultivation should be not much different from that of his eldest brother Situ Bonan, although spiritual cultivation requires qualifications and talents, but the same mother's viviparity, the difference should not be very big. It's just that the edge of the eldest brother has dazzled the world.

He is practicing swords, and his power is not inferior to that of his eldest brother, if he is replaced in Shiliping, the outcome may be better.

He was practicing swords, not one person, but two Situ Haoxuan.

"Dad, Uncle shouldn't have lost that game. Situ Haoxuan was referring to that sword skill competition.

"How do you know?"

"I have faith in our family's Lingwu. ”

"That's not enough, you look for it, where do you lose?"

Situ Haoxuan thought about it a lot, but he just couldn't come up with a specific reason, "Uncle Uncle's spiritual power seems to have regressed a lot. ”

"You are not allowed to say that about your uncle!" Situ Boxiao reproached slightly: "No matter what, he is still your uncle." ”

Situ Haoxuan was a little unwilling to be scolded, and bowed his head and remained silent.

"The game was lost in the last act. ”

Situ Haoxuan's spirit is here.

Situ Boxiao compared the sword style: "Your uncle flew with the tip of the sword, and wanted to repel the opponent at the tip of the sword, but the tip of the sword was off, so he lost the opportunity, let's practice it again." ”

"If the tip of your uncle's sword is more stable, with the unparalleled power of our Lei Yao Nine Heavens Broken Dragon Slash, we will definitely be able to shake back the tip of the opponent's sword. ”

He never said that his eldest brother's spiritual power had degraded.

Situ Haoxuan shouted in his heart: "Isn't this due to the lack of spiritual power and the instability of holding the sword?"

The tips of the swords collided, sparks flew everywhere, and there was a crisp sound like iron, and the people were separated. Although this sword Situ Boxiao did not use it with all his strength, he also used half of his spiritual power, and Situ Haoxuan, as a younger generation, could be equal to him. With such an excellent child, the father was naturally happier and kept nodding and smiling.

At this time, a middle-aged slave in Tsing Yi approached.

"Master, the eldest lady and aunt are back. ”

Situ Boxiao was very happy that he wanted his daughter back.

Because of the eldest brother's injury, it is quite serious to the Situ family, and the relatives who are outside have to come back.

Especially his son-in-law, who is also Zhen Youdao's eldest son, Zhen Mengyou.

Zhen Youdao, the garrison of Zhaoyang City, has a bad reputation in the local area, and occasionally does some dishonorable things such as bullying the weak, oppressing people, taking people's wives, seeking people's property, and so on. These are not the actions of Zhaoyang guarding Zhen Youdao, they may be the actions of his subordinates and slaves. Although the rumors are so, as the military commander and master of a city, he can't get rid of it.

With the prestige of the Situ family in the local area, there is really no need to marry his daughter to someone who would damage his reputation.

However, Situ Boxiao replied: "The clear is clear, the turbid is turbid, and men and women love each other, and those who are elders do not need to interfere more." ”

Zhen Meng is a little slippery, but his appearance is good, his figure is good, his cultivation is good, his temperament is quite good, and his character is so-so. Especially his spiritual cultivation, he accepted the spirit liquid at a young age, became a spirit monarch, and even got the true inheritance of the first major sect in the northwest, 'Qimen', which is really scary. Under the age of thirty, he has fought more than 100 battles of all sizes, and his opponents can't move within a hundred moves, and many of them are famous young leaders. Such a son-in-law is not easy to find.