Xiao Jifeng came to the bed, slowly squatted down, looked at the lifeless woman on the couch intently, and spit out two words with a little doubt: "Dead?" ”

There was no emotion in his tone. After a moment of silence, he whispered again: "It's so easy...... Is it dead? ”

He reached out and probed the woman's snort. "Oh, it's really dead!" His words were actually smiling.

My body trembled a little, and I looked at Xiao Jifeng uneasily.

I saw his body trembling, but not because he was sad, but because he was laughing.

Yes, I read that right, he was indeed laughing.

At first he just chuckled, then he laughed louder and louder, his body trembled incessantly, and finally he fell to the ground on his back.

He was still laughing when he fell to the ground, but there was a crystal rolling down the corner of his eye.

I was already panicked by Shen Shen's death, and I was completely overwhelmed when I saw his series of reactions.

He finally laughed enough, sat up from the ground, and said in a low voice: "Letting you die at the hands of the people you are blessing is also my greatest reward for you......" He slowly raised his head and looked at the couch again. "Do you say yes or no? …… Mother? ……”

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips. And the moment I heard his last words, I felt a rumble in my head.

I don't know how long my brain went blank before I slowly regained my thoughts: she was ...... Xiao Jifeng's mother!? But isn't she annihilated? Could it be that Xiao Jifeng is Shen Yan's son!?

The last vestiges of my sanity finally crumbled when I learned of this fact, and I sobbed irrepressibly.

I vaguely guessed that this woman meant a lot to Xiao Jifeng, but I didn't expect that this was his mother!

I unconsciously looked down at my bloodstained hands, which were supposed to heal and save people.

Yan Linxuan, what did you do!? Your hesitation, your selfishness, have buried a life in vain!

Have you really done it for nothing after all these years of being a doctor? You are worried about that person's safety, but the woman you killed is also someone's lover and mother, and she will also be someone else's concern. How can you ...... How can you hesitate and hesitate because of selfishness!?

How can you still be worthy of the word "healer"? How can you make up for the mistakes you made? It's a living life!

Maybe...... Maybe...... There's no other way but to repay with your life, right? ……

In a trance, I was pulled up from the ground by Xiao Jifeng and dragged outside by him.

I was extremely obedient from beginning to end. It was I who did something wrong, his mother died because of me, and now whatever he does to me is not excessive......

He pushed me to a copper basin with half a basin of water.

"Wash your hands." His voice had regained its calm, but it was no longer the same ruffian attitude he had had with me.

Hearing this, I was a little apprehensive.

He knew that Shen Yan's death had nothing to do with me, but why was he so peaceful?

"Wash your hands." He repeated in a deep voice. "Dirty."

There was a hint of disgust on his face. I had no intention of speculating as to why he reacted the way he did, and I did it mechanically.

Seeing the water in the basin turning red little by little, my hands shook uncontrollably again.

When he saw that I was almost done, he pulled me over and walked out. I still follow obediently.

When I came to the courtyard, he took me to the pavilion, found a stone bench at random, picked up the hem of my clothes, and sat down.

On the stone table was a small jar of wine. He raised his hand and picked it up, opened the red envelope and threw it on the ground at will.

"Sit down." He hooked the corners of his lips, and his face was surprisingly flat.

I took two steps closer to him but didn't sit down.

He brought the flask to his lips, but paused as if remembering something, and then raised the jar towards me. "Why don't you have a few drinks with me?"

I watched him pretend to be relaxed like this, and my whole heart was pierced with guilt and self-blame. Ben's wind-dried cheeks were moist again.

He glanced at me, and said in a joking tone: "It's my dead mother, and it's not you, why are you crying?" ”

With that, he raised his head and drank his wine. He drank fast and fast, rolling up and down his throat. It's not so much that he's drinking, it's that he's douring.

Liquor ran down his chin, dripping wet his robe. However, along with the sparkle of his eyes.

I know that even though he behaved like this, he must have been in great pain.

He just kept throwing his head up and pouring himself wine, and I couldn't bear to watch it.

"Kill me." My voice was soft, but for some reason it was so loud in my ears.

He finally removed the flask, put it back on the table, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and looked at me.

"Kill you? It's too late for me to thank you, why should I kill you? ”

I didn't speak, just looked at him with a frown.

"Don't believe me?" He hooked his lips, but there was no smile. "Then I'll tell you a story."

He glanced at the stone bench next to him. "It's a long story, I advise you to sit down and listen slowly."

I rested my nose and sat down silently.

Xiao Jifeng's fingers traced the mouth of the wine jar for a while. "Once upon a time there was a boy who had never seen his father since he was born, but was raised by an old woman."

His eyes grew misty. "When he was young, he was ignorant, but he knew that the old woman was a servant in a great official's house. At that time, the boy's life was very hard, he was always hungry and full, but he didn't have a good life, so he didn't feel anything. And the old woman treated him very well, and though he was a wild child she had picked up, she was always hungry herself, and left the food for the boy. Later, when the boy was nine years old, he began to help the old woman with her work in the mansion of the great official. One day, the boy was sawing wood with the other men, and the old woman hurried to find him. Without saying a word, he pulled him and walked to the back door of the house. At that time, the old woman was already old, and she usually had to stop and catch a few breaths after walking thirty or fifty steps. But that time she walked fast and hurriedly, and actually pulled the boy to the back door of the house in one breath. She was out of breath, and it took her half an hour to catch her breath, and the first word she spat out was 'escape'. ”

Xiao Jifeng picked up the wine jar and took another sip before continuing: "The boy was puzzled, and just wanted to ask in detail, when a group of people suddenly gathered around, one of them was the big official, he was dressed in brocade clothes, looking at the old woman and the boy. Seeing this, the old woman was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground, but she did not forget to kowtow and intercede for the boy. The old woman's words, the boy didn't understand a word, only that she was begging the official to let him go. The boy wondered why he was asking for mercy when he had done nothing wrong. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Jifeng withdrew his gaze and looked at me. "Guess why?"

I just looked at Xiao Jifeng and was silent. The corners of Xiao Jifeng's lips hooked, but there was no smile in his eyes. "Can't guess, do you? The boy didn't guess either. But he didn't have to guess, for the official quickly ordered the boy to be taken to the study. Just like you and I are now, he also told a story to the boy. The officer told the boy that he was not the wild child that no one wanted. Oh yes, Feng Liguo was still there at that time. Xiao Jifeng suddenly added.

"The official said that the boy's mother was a big disciple of a certain Taoist sect, and she was second to none in the entire Fengli. And his dad is even more powerful. But he didn't tell the boy who his father was, only asked him if he wanted to recognize his biological parents. Although the boy was young at that time, he also knew that his parents had abandoned him in the first place. So ......"

Xiao Jifeng suddenly smiled bitterly. He immediately shook his head, thinking that as long as he refused, he could continue to live with the old woman as before. But he was wrong, and the official refused to let him go, just because he was the blood and blood of those two so-called great people. So the big official ordered the old woman to be arrested, and told the boy that the old woman would only survive if he obeyed the arrangement. ”

Xiao Jifeng suddenly knocked on the stone case with his fingers. "If it were you, what would you do?"

I knew that no matter what I answered, he would tell the story, so I didn't plan to say anything.

But looking at the stubbornness in his eyes, I still spoke: "Obey the arrangement." ”

"Hehe......" Xiao Jifeng suddenly laughed: "Good person, really good person......"

I heard endless ridicule in his words, and knew that he had connected my answer to the fact that he had just died because of me, so I did not react.

Xiao Jifeng breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "The boy is a good person just like you, so he also chose to follow the arrangement. He tapped his finger on the jar. I really can't figure out what's so good about being a good person, it's not as fun as being a bad person through and through. ”

He paused and continued the story: "Since that day, the great official has taken him to a very secret mansion and sent someone to teach him martial arts, and he will practice it for at least eight hours a day. In addition to martial arts, he also has to learn the art of camouflage every day, not only to learn to change his voice and appearance, but also to learn to imitate the behavior of all kinds of people, and even his temperament...... The boy didn't know who taught him, but he could sense that they weren't good people. Because those people were always masked, and their masked scarves were embroidered with cobwebs, and the boy later learned that it was the pattern of the Wind Shadow Building, the most secret intelligence organization in the Wumeng Kingdom......"

Cobwebs towel?!

Listening to his words, I suddenly remembered the killer leader I encountered on Yuqiong Mountain before, and his face scarf was embroidered with cobweb dark patterns. Could it be that it's the Wind Shadow Building in Umeng that wants to kill me?

Xiao Jifeng didn't notice that I was distracted, and only continued: "The boy has been like this for three years. A high-ranking official, whom he had not seen for three years, suddenly came to him one day and said that he had completed his studies and wanted to send him out. But the boy only cared about the old woman's life and death. In the past three years, only the people from Fengyinglou have surrounded him, and he doesn't know whether the old woman is dead or alive. So he asked the official about the old woman, but the official did not answer him, but took him directly to the old woman. It was a fairly bright room, and the old woman was lying on the couch, looking like a ...... It's like ......"

Xiao Jifeng touched his chin. "How would you describe her like that?" There was no expression on his face, but it really seemed like he was struggling with the wording. "Oh yes, have you ever seen a dead branch of a dead tree? The old woman looked like the withered branches. He paused, and continued: "When I saw the boy, the old woman's wandering eyes rarely gained focus, and as soon as a smile appeared on her face, the smile froze on her face. The old woman died, leaving him like the boy's own father. If it had been the same as before, the boy would have thought that the old woman had been killed, and would have tried his best to find the big official. But he was different at that time, and he didn't feel any sad when he looked at the old woman's body like dead wood. He didn't care why the old woman died, he just felt a pity, a pity for the inhuman three years he spent for the old woman. But he couldn't understand why he was always abandoned again and again, his father and mother, and even the old woman who raised him. He wanted to ask them face to face. The old woman is dead, and the only ones who can answer his question are his biological parents. He still remembers that the officials first sent him to the mansion and forced him to practice martial arts, just to find a way to send him back to his mother. The official did this for his own purpose, but the boy didn't care, he just wanted to see the woman. The boy spoke his thoughts, and the official listened as if he had expected it, and did not say much, but took out a black towel from his bosom and handed it to him. The boy took it, and was not surprised to see the cobwebs on it...... Since then, the boy has become the youngest head of the Wind Shadow Building, the wind catcher in charge of the Wind Shadow Building, that is, the spies who have been sent to various places. And on the bright side, he also has his own identity, house, and family background, so he is not ostentatious. It didn't take long for this elaborate arrangement to catch the woman's attention......"