She turned her head slightly, showed a gentle smile, and beckoned to Hua Chengyi slightly, "Xiaoyi, come here, let my mother take a look at you again." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

A pair of rough hands caressed his face, very warm, as if he was held in his mother's arms when he was a child, slightly closed his eyes, this moment is so happy.

"Xiaoyi, mom gave you a gift, and you stretched out your left hand." The mother's voice was as gentle as ever.

Hua Chengyi obediently stretched out his hand, and his mother took out a box from the drawer of the dresser, opened it, and it was full of silk threads more than ten centimeters long, which were all threads, only black and white.

Hua Chengyi looked at his mother puzzled, but heard his mother say, "This is the hundred lines that my mother asked for Xiaoyi, the black line is the bone, the white line is the muscle, and the Fu Shoulu in my son's life is tethered." ”

As her mother spoke, she knitted these silk threads into a knot, and then tied Hua Chengyi to her left wrist and tied a beautiful flower-shaped knot, "The first rain after the Dragon Boat Festival, take it down and release it from the drainage ditch in the courtyard, and take away all the disasters for my son......"

"Mom......" Hua Chengyi choked up.

Standing outside the door and looking at the mother and son in front of him, Lu Xiaonan suddenly felt that this scene was familiar, as if there was such a similar picture somewhere in his memory. It was in a very large and empty courtyard, and a haggard noblewoman whispered, "The black thread is the bone, the white thread is the muscle, and the Fu Shoulu of my son's life is tied......" She tied the silk thread woven into a knot around the wrist of a ten-year-old boy, with a look of infinite affection, "The first rain after the Dragon Boat Festival, take it down and release it from the drainage ditch in the courtyard, and take away all the disasters for my son......"

The expressions of the two mothers were so similar, even the tone of their voices was the same, and the two faces gradually overlapped in front of his eyes, and finally only the mother in front of him was left.

Tears slipped down from the corners of Lu Xiaonan's eyes, and for no reason he just wanted to cry.

Maybe this is the memory of that Qu Jing again, but why is the memory so real every time, as if it has left a deep imprint on himself, and he really has experienced it.

That time, when Qu Jing was eight years old, the mother and son returned from their grandfather's house with eight guards, and along the way, the young Qu actually had Youyun, a playmate of the same age, chattering endlessly, and sharing all his toys with the girl who looked like a little princess after grooming and dressing, but although the girl had a happy face on her face, there was always an indescribable melancholy in the depths of her eyes that loomed from time to time, which made Qu Jing's mother pity and pity, and at the same time secretly had some worries in her heart.

On this day, their carriage traveled to a mountain col, which was less than a hundred miles away from their family's fiefdom Kaiyang City, but it was here that they encountered a group of Hun cavalry that came from nowhere, and eight guards desperately protected the carriage, although they were all masters of martial arts, killing dozens of enemies, but in the end they were besieged by several times the enemy, and they were killed and cut off their heads one by one.

When the blood of the last of the guards reached the carriage, when the coachman was shot through the throat with an arrow, and when the four servant women also fell in pools of blood, they were faced with endless despair.

Qu actually saw the leader with the scar on his face walking wildly, and when he saw him swing his saber and slash at himself, he pulled out the Nether Sword that he had carried with him since he was a child, and puffed up his chest to fight it. Although he came from a famous family and practiced martial arts since he was a child, he also practiced magic, but he was too young, and where was the opponent of Scarface who survived in the fight and licking blood from the head of the knife, and flew away with just one move of the Nether Sword, and Scarface slashed at his head with a sinister smile, and it was his mother who stood in front of his young body.

Scarface was suddenly stunned, staring at the noble lady, his eyes were full of amazement.

In the end, the mother took the initiative to follow them, leaving only Qu Jing and Youyun chasing the smoke and dust of the horse's hooves for a long time......

A year later, her mother was rescued back to Kaiyang City, but at this time, her mother was sick, her body was getting weaker and weaker, and no medicine stone could save her life, and she died a few months later with a deep love for her son......

Lu Xiaonan just stared at Hua Chengyi's mother and son in front of him, he didn't know if it was a coincidence, and he didn't know if it was the custom of Yizhou City for his mother to ask for a hundred family lines to tie to her child's wrist, but in that memory of Kaiyang City, which is now Yizhou City, it was something every mother would do at that time, and it was the embodiment of maternal love. Every time the first rain after the Dragon Boat Festival, there will be countless silk threads released by the teenagers from their own drainage ditches, as the rain is washed into the sewer and then into the moat, some of the silk threads will turn into silt, and some are more fortunate to be discharged from the moat into the Yi River, and finally with the surging river water into the sea......

Lu Xiaonan didn't know where the silk thread on Qu Jing's wrist ended up flowing in his memory, but he knew that maternal love was something he longed for but couldn't get, and this memory should be regarded as if it was really left to him by his mother.

His hand had been dug deep into the wooden door frame, and the splinters of wood were scattered, and tears were dripping down his handsome cheeks from the corners of his eyes.

And Tu Feng has been observing around since he stepped into the room, he doesn't seem to have much feeling for Hua Chengyi's mother and son, and after a while, he stretched out his left hand and pinched his fingers to calculate, suddenly frowned, and said softly, "Strange, how is the result of today's calculation different from the results of the previous days?" It's weird. ”

Tu Feng glanced at the woman who was gently combing Hua Chengyi's hair in the room, and then at Lu Xiaonan, who was tearful beside him, and couldn't help sighing, his right index finger touched his eyebrows, and silently recited a mantra in his mouth, shouting, "Tianyan, open!" There was a flash of cyan brilliance in his eyes, but when he saw the situation in the room with his heavenly eyes, he couldn't help but turn pale in an instant, grabbed Lu Xiaonan's arm and jumped into the courtyard.

"You, what are you doing!" Lu Xiaonan woke up from grief and was very dissatisfied with Tufeng's behavior.

Tu Feng's voice trembled a little, "Xiao Nan, we seem to be in big trouble. ”

"What's the big trouble?" Lu Xiaonan has long been accustomed to the startling of the wind.

Tu Feng said to Nunu, the room where Hua Chengyi's mother and son were, "I told you earlier that I set up a seal in that room to isolate the invasion of ghosts, but now that the seal is broken, I don't feel when it was broken, this is by no means normal. ”

"Oh." Lu Xiaonan didn't care too much, and wanted to turn around to see the mother and son who parted with life and death, although he knew very little about yin and yang, but he could also see that Hua Chengyi's mother had reached the point where the oil ran out, and the current situation was just a return to the light.

"Are you listening to me?" Tu Feng was a little anxious, "What I said is true, the seal I set was broken, and it was silently broken by a soul seducer from the underworld!" ”

"Soul Hooker? You mean the Soul Hooker is in the room? Lu Xiaonan seemed to finally understand his words, and shouted, "It's not good, let's go and help them." ”

Tu Feng grabbed Lu Xiaonan, who was about to rush into the room, "You are crazy!" ”

"Why are you so inhuman!" Lu Xiaonan was also angry.

"Am I inhuman? Okay, then you can go, can you see that ghost? Do you know what form this ghost is in? Can you beat that ghost again? ”

Lu Xiaonan was stunned, "Then what should I do?" Are we just going to watch her being taken away by the Soul Hooker? ”

Tu Feng snorted and said, "Still ask me?" What do you say? What if not? ”

"Isn't it like I don't have your rich experience in the rivers and lakes, and I don't have your ability to see through yin and yang, I was wrong before, I apologize to you, Ah Feng, don't sell ink, just say what to do."

"That's pretty much it." Tu Feng was very interested in Lu Xiaonan's praise, he thought about it for a while, and said, "The guy who can silently break the seal I set up is definitely a master, at least much stronger than you and me, plus this ghost soul envoy is a ghost with a name in the underworld, every time the ghost messenger appears, it is with the mission of the Yin Division, and if the people in the yang world obstruct it, they will inevitably be contaminated with great cause and effect." ”

"So we can't deal with it at all?"

"I can't say that." Tu Feng seemed to have made up his mind, "People are not crazy teenagers, for the sake of our brothers, this Shaoxian will accompany you to go crazy once, and kill this soul seduction messenger together!" ”

"Kill it?" Lu Xiaonan asked, "Is there any other way?" ”

Tu Feng sneered, "How can there be any other way to deal with the ghosts of the Yin Division, since we want to play, let's play ruthlessly!" Absolutely! I would rather be beaten to death than be scared, and I didn't dare to make a move. ”