Chapter 303: A Funeral That No One Conducted

The gate of the royal mansion was closed, and a thick layer of snow fell on the bluestone lion that Isis had once carried at the door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The snow on the lion's head was stacked so high that when the wind blew, a large piece of snow fell and smashed into the snowdrift on the ground with a "poof" sound.

Looking at this gate alone, the stone next to this gate, it seems that the time here has not passed for a long time, but from autumn to winter, instead of spending three years and four months.

Holding on to the somewhat rough knocker with one hand, Iss didn't intend to wake up the porter, who might be dozing off again, and with a slight push, he broke the latch that was inserted inside.

He came to kill people on this trip, how can there be a reason to open the door.

The wind blew the door open on either side, and a slightly empty vestibule came into view.

I don't know if it's because the snow is too heavy and the weather is too cold, the Wang family's house seems very quiet. Originally, the porter should have run out of the hut to see the noise, but now the door was closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Consciousness spread, and Iss quickly locked onto the familiar figures.

Wang Taichang is not at home, and he is probably still on duty in the Ministry of Rites. Wang stayed in the Buddhist hall, and there was only a maid named Zhilan by his side.

It stands to reason that with Yisi's ability, he doesn't need to enter this gate at all, and he doesn't have to return to this capital to easily end up with a mortal like Wang Yuanfeng's parents.

But Iss came anyway, and he walked through the vestibule into the backyard, and measured with his feet again where the story had begun.

He came to be the son of the family, and it was in this courtyard that he spent his most vulnerable years. The people who live here have taken care of him, even if it is just human wishful thinking and self-righteousness, but Iss will not fail to understand the goodness, even if they are not from the same world, both sides have a common understanding of goodness.

If it weren't for the gods and Buddhas, if it weren't for the fact that the existence of these people might threaten the lives of the explorers of the third universe, Isis would never punish them with death for this kindness.

But good or evil, good or bad, does not sway the judgment of Is. Exploring the grassroots universe and abiding by the regulations of the demotion is a job, but also a responsibility, and his killing is responsible to the third universe.

When Isis came to the Buddha Hall, Wang, the human he used to call "Niang", was inside, only one door away from him.

He would not kill the Wang clan by killing the few miscellaneous fish at the gate of the city, the human beings in this world pay attention to etiquette, and if they can't leave the whole corpse after death, it is a great insult to them.

The royal father and the queen mother are good people, and they deserve a decent funeral worthy of their status.

But Isis didn't think about it, if he killed everyone in the Wang family, and killed all the relatives and friends who had attended his wedding banquet, who would support the coffin of Wang Taichang and his wife, and who would handle it?

It can't be, it can't be their "son" who came to take their lives.

The wooden door squeaked open.

Isis didn't hide his whereabouts, and the people in the house easily noticed a tall and thin figure standing outside the house, not a slave, even if they were standing, their waists were a little bent, and they wouldn't be the master, the master was not so tall.

So who is he?

"Ahh

Zhilan's eyes widened when she opened the door, who she saw, who did she see! It's the young master, it's the young master!

"What's wrong?"

Wang, who was kneeling with her back to the door, heard that something was wrong, opened her eyes and slowly stood up, and then when she turned her head to see Is's familiar face, her brain was dizzy due to lack of blood, and she was about to knock into the corner of the table where the Buddha statue was placed...... A strong force held up her sympathetic arm.

It wasn't Is, it was just a mass of conscious energy, and the former was still standing far outside the house, watching the two humans smile in surprise, surprise, and ecstasy at his presence.

The mass of consciousness energy that held Wang was likely to become a sharp weapon to take her life later, but she didn't know that she only had Isis in her eyes now, and she was only thinking about Iss, and after she stood firm, she kept walking out of the house and running towards her son.

"Yuanfeng!" Wang Shiyi grabbed Is's arms.

If Yisi was really Wang Yuanfeng, he should have squatted down a little at this moment, so that his mother could easily reach his face, instead of having to raise his head and look up at him like now.

"Yuanfeng, where have you been in the past four years, do you know how worried your mother is about you, worried about whether you were eaten by the beasts on Langya Mountain, or, or maybe a goblin captured you!"

"You said that you can't take care of yourself when you're usually at home, how have you spent the past four years alone, what about the rice, how to eat the rice, are you hungry, and your mother will cook you a bowl of noodles?"

Wang's worries don't match the preface, she has guessed countless possibilities over the years, each of which has made her toss and turn, painful, and back to the trivial matter of eating or not eating, which is probably the only thing she can do to her son now.

Isis didn't think anything at first, letting Wang pinch his arm to see if he was skinny, but as Wang babbled about her concerns, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Four years?

Three years and four months may be four years in the eyes of the Wang family, but where did the beasts and goblins on Langya Mountain come from?

Wang Yuanfeng, who he played, won the championship in one fell swoop in the martial arts test, and finally led a group of people and horses to surround Langya Mountain in the name of destroying demons.

"You...... Mother, how did I disappear in the first place? ”

Isis has regained his original tone, and he has been a son for several months, and he is quite familiar with picking up this identity again.

When Wang heard Isi say such stupid things, her eyes, which were originally just red, instantly burst into tears, and she clenched Is's hand and whimpered and said, "Silly boy, why did you even forget this, when your father took you to Langya Mountain, you were separated in the mountains like this." Your father hired someone and asked someone from the yamen to look for you in the mountains for three days and three nights, but he still couldn't find you! ”

Langya Mountain, where my father took me?

Isi couldn't find that he still had this experience, and finally suddenly remembered the reason why he was in a coma before he came, it seemed that it was because Wang Taichang took him to Langya Mountain, that is, at that time, Wang Yuanfeng encountered Xiaocui for the first time.

But what about after that?

After that, so many things happened, why didn't the Wang family remember?

Issi asked the Wang family a few more questions, but the latter didn't remember that he had been admitted to the martial arts champion, or he didn't even have the slightest impression of who Xiao Cui was!