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In order to satisfy the wish of the Jiang family's ancestors, Qin Fan took him to almost all over Suzhou and Hangzhou.

During this period, the ancestral spirit of the Jiang family would be amazed from time to time, like a dirt bun that had never seen the world.

But it's no wonder.

The current Huaxia is no longer what it used to be, and many of the things he thought have already made great changes.

It's almost four o'clock in the afternoon. Qin Fan casually found a bus and decided where to sit.

It's just that as the bus drove farther and farther, Qin Fan's heart trembled faintly.

This road he remembered, and had recalled it in his mind countless times, but he never had the courage to go it.

In fact, it has long been detached from the city. It's like coming to a sparsely populated wasteland.

Except for the barren mountains and mountains, there are almost no buildings to be seen.

It's not just Qin Fan. Even the Jiang family's ancestral spirit changed a little when he saw the surrounding scenery.

He looked surprised at first. Then he opened his mouth to speak, but he held back.

The ancestors of the Jiang family were not sure, because the changes in the city in three hundred years were too great.

Until the bus passed through two dozen platforms. When staying at a seemingly dilapidated terminal, Qin Fan panicked.

He never imagined that he would get on this bus by mistake.

Ahead, a silent wood. It looks refreshing. It should be that people come to clean it all the time.

At the other end of the woods, there is a cemetery.

After Qin Fan's mother left, because the Qin family was too ruthless, it was still his mother's family who took the body away and took care of the aftermath.

On that day, he was also in a coma for half a month because of the fire.

When I woke up, my mother was already buried. And he has never dared to visit his mother.

He was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, and over time it became a hurdle that he could never pass.

Now. Mother's tombstone is close at hand.

But Qin Fan still didn't dare to take this step, and at the same time, his heart was trembling violently.

Every time he thought of his mother's smile, he felt a lot of pain.

Why? Why did the Qin family do such a thing that lost their conscience? Even if they were expelled from both mother and son.

But he wants to be ruthless, and wants to indirectly kill their mother and son.

And why can't God let me be reborn back before my mother was alive? Why should I be allowed to experience this despair again?

Even if 3,000 years have passed. The death of his mother is still a pain in his heart.

At the same time, he blamed his mother's death on himself.

It's his mother, who is incapable of protecting his mother but still wants to kill him, sacrificing herself.

"Qin Fan. Get closer to the woods! “

That's when it happened. The voice of the Jiang family's ancestral spirit suddenly came.

When the two came to the terminal, they invariably rose up with an obsession that could not be abandoned.

is different from Qin Fan. The ancestor of the Jiang family always felt as if he had been here.

Qin Fan ignored it, but passed through the cracks in the woods. Staring blankly at the cemetery on the other side.

He never paid homage to his mother in a past life, and he didn't even know where the tombstone was.

Is this unfilial piety? It should be, right??

Qin Fan took a deep breath. Spit out slowly. Then he turned around and prepared to get in the car again and return the same way.

Even after 3,000 years, he still doesn't have the courage.

But the ancestor of the Jiang family suddenly became anxious. kept shouting: "Qin Fan, hurry through that wood!" “

And the voice is getting louder and louder, almost almost hoarse.

Qin Fan came to his senses at this time, stared at the storage space and said suspiciously: "Why did you want to go over?" “

"That woods are familiar, I think I've seen them before!" The Jiang family's ancestral spirit immediately replied.

It's not an illusion, it's a real feeling.

"Seen?" Qin Fan frowned. I don't understand what this kid means.

However, he was soon surprised: "You mean, this is likely to be the former site of the Jiang family?" “

But when I think about it, I don't think it's right.

He clearly remembered that the former site of the Jiang family was in the imperial capital, and now it is Yanjing.

You must know that Yanjing is almost 2,000 kilometers away from Suzhou and Hangzhou!

Truly. The ancestor of the Jiang family also wondered why he had a sense of this.

But this induction will not be false. It's as if this place existed in the first memory.

"Qin Fan, hurry up!"

The Jiang family ancestor was in a hurry. kept urging Qin Fan to leave.

"You have to go yourself, I won't go." Qin Fan refused very simply, and he didn't know how to get into the car.

"You!" The ancestor of the Jiang family said a little angrily: "You know that I can't get out, but you still let me go by myself?!" “

"Then stay in the ring honestly."

Seeing that Qin Fan's mind had been decided. The ancestor of the Jiang family suddenly begged: "Qin Fan, can I beg you?" Just this once. “

He rarely asks for help, to be precise, he hasn't asked anyone at all since he was a child.

Even if he was born as an ancestral spirit, he is still strong until now.

But only here, he really wanted to find out.

Qin Fan didn't know which tendon was wrong with this kid, so he had to walk through the woods by himself.

Think of the cemetery on the other side of the woods. He really didn't have the courage to step in.

"Are you?? Xiaofan? “

Just as Qin Fan hesitated, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

It was a woman, and she was in her early forties.

When he turned to look at the woman in front of him, he was suddenly stunned.

At one point, he suspected that he was hallucinating. Because the woman in front of me is so similar to her mother!

But after thinking about it carefully, he shook his head again and said in surprise: "Are you??" Aunt Hui? “

Although Qin Fan has rarely seen his mother's family since he was a child, it doesn't mean that he hasn't seen it.

As for the middle-aged woman in front of him, it was his mother's own sister.

However, after so many years, the other party is still very well maintained. Looks a lot like her mother when she was younger.

Aunt Hui smiled and nodded, and asked, "Are you here to visit your mother?" “

Qin Fan didn't know how to answer, because he didn't dare to go over at all.

But I didn't expect to meet my mother's family here.

Probably guessed something, Aunt Hui didn't say anything more.

After all, Qin Fan hadn't been here once in these years, and she saw it in her eyes. But he never thought that Qin Fan did it on purpose.

Before going to the cemetery, Aunt Hui took out 20,000 yuan from her bag.

"I didn't bring much cash with me when I went out this time, so you can keep it for the first time and spend it slowly. And this is my phone number. “

As she spoke, Aunt Hui directly reported a series of numbers.

Qin Fan looked at the 20,000 cash in the other party's hand, but he didn't pick it up for a long time.

It's a strange feeling, like seeing my mother when she was alive.

"Take it, this is for you from your aunt, don't worry." Aunt Hui said as she stuffed the cash into Qin Fan's hand.

Looking at the back of Aunt Hui leaving, Qin Fan's mood was very complicated.

On the other hand, the ancestor spirit of the Jiang family in the ring finally understood something, and said embarrassedly: "Qin Fan, the festival mourns and changes." “

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