Chapter 277: The So-Called Hidden Family
"How are you, what happened this time?"
The little girl's voice was childish, and she looked like she was just a little girl.
At the age of seven or eight, you can already distinguish the concepts of good and bad, good and evil.
Wu Kun pursed the corners of his mouth, gasped, and said helplessly: "Xi'er, didn't I say, don't come to me, if someone finds out, your life will not be saved." ”
Xi'er hurriedly shook her head, "Brother, don't say that again, if you hadn't rescued me from the well, I would have been killed by the second lady's side, where is my current life." ”
Wu Kun looked at the clothes on her body and said angrily: "You are a child of your aunt's family, even if you are not her own, you should not be treated like this, who made you wear other people's clothes?" ”
Xi'er lowered her eyes lightly, "It's okay, I just want to come and see you, I'm going to leave in a while." ”
Wu Kun relieved his heart, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I can't die, but it's you, you must not let anyone know about coming to see me, especially the people of the Wu family, do you know?" ”
Xi'er nodded slowly, "Okay, I brought you ginseng and some medicine, you hide it, I'll leave soon." ”
Wu Kun heard the sound of footsteps outside, and quickly pushed away a place in the firewood behind him and hid Xi'er inside.
"Shh
Fortunately, the people outside were just passing by, and they didn't even want to stay outside this door for a moment, as if they were hiding from something ominous.
Xi'er walked out slowly at the end, she looked at Wu Kun, "Brother, the old patriarch is going to die, and the uncle is probably about to become the patriarch, don't you have to suffer these things anymore?" ”
Wu Kun smiled bitterly in his heart and nodded slowly, "Where did you learn about this?" ”
Xi'er shook her head, "I heard from the second young lady, and my mother came back because of this incident." ”
Wu Kun seemed to think of something, "Xi'er, do you want to leave?" ”
Xi'er shook her head and nodded, "Yes." ”
Wu Kun just looked at her eyes, but didn't speak, "Okay, let's go." ”
Xi'er looked back at Wu Kun here step by step, and there seemed to be some emotions hidden in it, as if there was something and some regret hidden in that look.
But Xi'er was still obedient and left the Wu family as if she didn't know him and hadn't seen her.
The white mist slowly filled up, followed by an overwhelming whiteness.
"The death of the patriarch's wife, this battle is really big."
"Yes, if you want to say that this lady is really unblessed, this has just become the patriarch's wife, and this is no longer there."
Wu Kun listened from the sidelines, he seemed to be taller again, but his situation was still exactly the same as before, and he was ignored.
No one would look at the black-clothed boy even if they were gossiping.
That's right, the person who supported all of Wu Kun's beliefs is gone, his cowardly mother is gone, Wu Kun seems to have a sense of relief, but at the same time, more hatred is pouring into his heart, monstrous hatred.
Because the woman who was standing beside his father now, the strange woman, had come to replace his mother.
It's so ridiculous, that cowardly woman may not know that the cold that took her life was nothing else, but a curse placed on her husband who she had loved for decades and been with her for decades.
And Qing Dai also saw the woman in white, her red lips were extraordinarily flamboyant, but that face was something that Qing Dai could never forget.
How did that person look exactly like Lin Lu.
It was not Lin Lu who had changed faces with Jiang Yao, but the original appearance.
Her eyes were clear and open, and all her disdain seemed to tell her nobility, and she learned through the people around her that this woman who looked like Lin Lu, her name was Wu Siyu, and she was a cultivator in the outer courtyard, that is to say, she was just here to learn something about self-defense.
I can't learn the true story of this family.
But how did such a person attract the eyes of the patriarch, it is estimated that most people in this courtyard do not know.
And most of them treated the funeral as if they didn't know anything, and used it as a place to socialize.
Even the son who was well protected by his mother, Wu Peng didn't think it was a big deal, it seemed that only he, a so-called person who shouldn't exist, was really sad for his mother.
Wu Kun turned to leave, but he didn't notice that there was already a gaze behind him that slowly fell on the back of his head.
Wu Kun left here and walked to a bamboo forest, and Qing Dai also saw for the first time what the so-called formation was.
In fact, they just made visual effects, used the principle of gossip, and used everything that could be used as a mechanism, so that they could hide something in a sense.
This is also the subtlety of the Bagua Formation.
Because of his talent, Wu Kun is like a hand on these things, he walked crookedly on the still path outside the door, and it didn't take long for a flat land to suddenly open up, Wu Kun seemed to have come to his own small world, where there were both small ponds and lawn cabins, and the quiet of this place could also temporarily relieve the discomfort in his heart.
No one can save Wu Kun, and no one is qualified to say that they can save him, because everything he has experienced is something that cannot be felt.
Even Qing Dai couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw his own moment of comforting his soul, how could anyone struggle repeatedly in constant hatred and healing.
He is like a real son of the gods, not some monster, and his supreme goodness is something that no one can see, that is, because of the so-called bad habits, he ruined a child and ruined the faith of a genius.
Wu Kun walked to the cabin without hurry, and as if he had made up his mind, he spread out a huge map made of brown paper on the table.
His face was serious, and he seriously changed the circle on it, and even used red cinnabar to put a red circle on one point.
The white light struck again, and before Qing Dai could react, she had already been pushed and staggered.
Wu Kun's legs and feet were tied, and he seemed to have lost his mobility, being pushed by others, and stubbornly walked towards the front.
The father was looking at his son as if he were interrogating a prisoner, "Ei, why are you running away?" ”
Wu Kun saw that he was calling himself, and then suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman beside him with an expressionless face.
"Because my mother is dead, there's no reason for me to stay here anymore?"
The man slammed the table in anger, "Do you know what you're talking about? You are Peng'er's shadow, you can't go anywhere except by his side! ”
After saying that, he coughed violently, "Presumptuous! ”
Wu Kun laughed loudly, his back straight, and he didn't seem to admit defeat.