Time goes back more than 20 years.

Twenty-one years ago, to be exact.

Fang Xingping, who had just learned and graduated from school, set up his own door in Changhe City, and although his craftsmanship was not very famous, he could at least make a living.

Of course, this livelihood refers to the livelihood of cultivation resources.

What a craftsman pursues is nothing more than two things.

First, it is purely obsessed with the baptism of fire and mine, and enjoys the process of building a monk's sharp weapon.

Second, a lot of income can also provide for one's own cultivation.

Most of the monks were actually very poor.

Especially for the monks in the Qi refining period, they are overstretched, and with that pitiful amount of resources, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to constantly supply spiritual stones for cultivation all the time.

Therefore, compared to ordinary monks, craftsmen have more money on hand, after all, they can earn money from other monks.

It is worth mentioning that

Monks don't fall for the reluctance to pay for forging weapons.

This has been a rule that everyone in the cultivation world has followed by by default for countless years.

If everyone does this, then who else in the world dares to be a craftsman, and no one will think about forging again!

For monks, weapons are important beings related to life and death, and naturally they will not do such a shameful thing because of some resource benefits.

Therefore, Fang Xingping's life is quite stable.

Until one day......

A woman, a woman who was rarely seen, with a piece of Xuan Jing, kicked open the door of Fang Xingping's hidden store.

"I still remember your mother's fierce appearance at that time, she was wearing a red dress, and when she came up, she asked me if I could make a knife, and the materials she brought were Xuanjing......

Fang Xingping's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, which was funny and quite sad.

Fang Mu was secretly surprised.

Xuan Jing?!

Such extremely rare things, even if they were only the size of a bottle cap, were worth far more than the whole piece of black iron hidden in his storage ring!

Even if it is a strong person in the foundation building period, the Xuan Jing is completely an existence that they dare not imagine!

That is, in his previous life, after Fang Mu had cultivated for more than two hundred years, he had his own weapon forged by Xuan Jing.

This shows how precious this thing is!

"I'm not going to hide it, it's the first time I've seen Xuanjing in my life......"

Naturally, he couldn't cast such a divine object.

Not only him, but looking at the entire Changhe City, he can't find any craftsman who can beat the Xuan Jing!

However, the woman did not leave the store.

She was wounded, and the injuries were so severe that she barely collapsed.

Fang Xingping is also bold enough.

Even if he guessed a little, he still took in this woman, the purpose was very simple, he just wanted to take a few more glances at the Xuan Jing, if he could touch it twice, it would be better......

"In those six months, I fell in love with your mother." Fang Xingping said.

Fang Mu remained silent and continued to listen.

This is an inevitable result, otherwise there would be no him and his sister Fang Rui.

"I guessed right, your mother was really chased all the way to the long river, and in desperation, I had to take your mother to this horseshoe village to temporarily avoid the limelight, that is, to live in your Uncle Ma Tao's house, and over time I settled here......"

"Where is my mother originally from?"

"I don't know, your mother never said it."

"......" Fang Mu frowned.

In this way, with his current cultivation, it is really too difficult to find a person in the vast sea of people.

At this time, Fang Xingping changed his words and said, "However, your mother always frequently recited a strange word. ”

"What?"

"Lingyu."

Fang Xingping said: "At first, I thought that your mother was thinking about which jade pendant, over the years, I have pondered carefully, maybe I heard it wrong, maybe it is the spiritual domain, the domain outside the domain." ”

Hearing this, Fang Mu couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Spiritual Realm?

What do these two words refer to?

Gradually, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he had no clue for a while.

There are so few valuable clues!

Just rely on a strange word that is not a place name, the world is so big, where to find it?

"After your mother left, for so many years, there was no news, and she never came back......"

Fang Xingping shook his head.

He was silent for a while, and then said, "Maybe, your mother has already ......"

"I'll bring my mother back."

Fang Mu suddenly stood up, walked towards the inner room, paused his steps, and said, "Definitely." ”

After that, there was no looking back.

Although Fang Xingping had all kinds of persuasion in his heart, he couldn't say it.

Smack...... Smack......

He played a dirty, cheap lighter and repeated it several times before he succeeded in lighting a cigarette.

Until he finished smoking, this vicissitudes of life muttered to himself softly.

"Shepherd has grown up."

When Fang Mu was admitted to college, he didn't say it, when Fang Mu graduated and got a job, he didn't say it, and when Fang Mu got married, he still didn't say it.

At this moment, he said casually.

It's as plain as a sentence of eating.

……

"That's leaving?"

Li Hao hadn't finished drinking a cup of hot tea yet, and shouted: "Brother Fang, I also specially brought two fishing rods, and I am going to stay here for a few days!" ”

"Xiao Mu, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Ma Tao, who was greeting everyone, was also a little puzzled.

In his mind, Fang Mu was a fairly sensible child, why had he just gone home and had to leave before his ass was hot?

Li Weihong looked at the backyard and didn't come up with a reason.

He hesitated, but didn't ask more.

"I have something to do, Uncle Ma Tao, my dad will trouble you to help watch it." Fang Mu smiled reluctantly.

But his skin and flesh did not move, and he really couldn't laugh.

His mother had been hunted down and killed, and his life and death were unknown for more than 20 years, and his mood was so complex that he could describe.

"Hug your husband......"

It was only Xia Yu who could see Fang Mu's anxiety.

She put her head on Fang Mu's chest, and grabbed the corners of Fang Mu's clothes with both hands, very gently.

"Don't worry, Xiao Mu, you can go to work with peace of mind, I'll watch your father's side."

Saying that, Ma Tao hesitated.

Perhaps seeing the worry in his heart, Li Weihong smiled and said, "Don't worry, that Yan Yongfu won't come over to make trouble again." ”

No matter whether Yan Yongfu will come back or not, he will send someone to take the initiative to deal with it.

"This horseshoe village is very beautiful, and it can't be ruined."

After pondering for a moment, Li Weihong said: "In this way, the million cash on the ground might as well be used to repair the road, and if it is not enough, I will post some ......."

"Enough is enough!"

Ma Tao was frightened by this big deal, and hurriedly said: "Our village is only two kilometers away, and we don't need so much money...... The people in the village will thank the boss for you! ”

As he spoke, he looked at Fang Mu again: "Xiao Mu, it is your blessing to be able to work for such a boss, you have to work hard!" ”

"No, no, no......"

Li Weihong's face changed suddenly, and he said shamefully: "Fang Mu is the benefactor of my Li family!" ”

"Huh?!"

Ma Tao was stunned and didn't react for a long time.

"That's it for now."

Fang Mu already had a plan in his heart, and without any further delay, he took everyone out and went down the mountain.

"Shepherd!"

Behind, Fang Xingping, who leaned out of the door, shouted at him.

Walking at the end, Fang Mu, who was saying goodbye to Ma Tao, heard this shout, stopped and turned around: "Dad, is there anything else?" ”

"Don't die."

After Fang Xingping finished speaking, he returned to the house with a cigarette in his mouth.

Except for Xia Yukai, everyone else was stunned, this kind of words didn't seem to come from a father's mouth at all.

But......

Fang Mu understood, it was just two words, and it was full of worries, and blood was thicker than water.

Plop ——!

Fang Mu knelt on the mud floor, kowtowed heavily on the small stone, and said only a word in a voice that only he could hear.

"Okay."

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions became more solemn, and they didn't ask even a word.

Even Li Hao, who was very arrogant, couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart, for some reason, inexplicably.

Fang Mu got up and strode away.

Even if the mud on the body dirts the luxury car, no one cares about the slightest, and it can be cleaned a little after going back.

Surrounded by green hills, the car leaves the village and merges onto the national highway.

Faintly, there seemed to be a roar of horses' hooves, followed by a hoarse roar.

"Back to ...... Come back ......."

"Come back!!"

"Come back !!!!"

There were bursts of hysterical roars from the deep forests of the green mountains, but no one heard them.

The children laughing and playing did not hear it, the farmers who were busy in the fields did not hear it, and neither did the villagers who drove the green oxen up the mountain.

Fang Mu, who was sitting in the back seat, moved his ears slightly, and looked through the rearview mirror at the horseshoe village that was gradually moving away behind him.

"What's wrong husband?" Xia Yan asked.

Fang Mu shook his head.

"It's nothing, maybe I misheard."