The last two words, Wang Zhan said it according to the temperament in his heart, and at the same time, he clearly saw that when Father Yi heard these two words, his body trembled obviously. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dad, I should go, the longer I am here, the more dangerous you will be, I have to save my mother, let her be sent back, and you will be my death!"

Saying that, Yi Xiaochen got up, and seeing this, Yi's father couldn't sit still, and became emotional: "Why?" Why did it come to this point, what do they want, I give, do I give them this life? Father Yi stretched out his hand to grab Wang Zhan's father Yi, and said urgently: "You are not specifically in charge of these things, whatever you want, say, I can give everything, wrap my old life, just beg you not to embarrass my son and wife..."

Although Wang Zhan was a little uncomfortable by Yi's father, he just understood the madness of people in helplessness.

"Dad, in this life, I can't repay your love, if there is a next life, I will support you two elders...."Saying that, Yi Xiaochen cried, but this crying made him miserable, countless resentment and remnants tortured his original heart, and the demon spirit in his heart and soul roared wantonly, every emotional ups and downs will be swallowed up by these evil thoughts, and his best spiritual root will also be reduced by one point in the devouring.

Hearing this, Yi's father looked back, two lines of red blood and tears slid down Yi Xiaochen's cheeks, he was sad, he was annoyed, a father let the child fall to such a point, he even had the idea of death.

"Brother, don't do this!" Wang Zhan was in a hurry, seeing that the sky was about to dawn, if they didn't leave, they wouldn't be able to reach Yunling on time, then the spell that Ying Qi planted on the two of them would kill them, and this terrible restraint made Wang Zhan helpless.

Pale helplessness, painful tenderness, Father Yi finally recognized the reality, at this moment his already old appearance seemed to be a few points weaker: "The thing is under that locust tree, you go dig it yourself....ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, what should have been forgotten was pulled out of the depths of memory, it's really ridiculous....." As he spoke, Yi's father's muddy tears continued to tilt out like a flood that had opened the floodgates, making people feel sorry for this old man who was nearly sixty years old.

Wang Zhan heard this, turned around and rushed to the courtyard, sure enough, a decades-old locust tree quietly where it grows, at the moment, he picked up the shovel and dug it up, more than ten minutes later, there was an object at the root of the locust tree two feet deep, he took it out, it was a cloth bag that changed color, but the amazing thing is that although this cloth bag was buried in the ground for more than 20 years, but there was no insect eye on it except for some damp Saturn, if it was an ordinary item, it would have rotted a long time ago.

Take the cloth bag to the house, in response to the light, Wang Zhan hurriedly opened, there is a paper roll made of cowhide, a utensil similar to the gossip plate, but it is definitely not a gossip plate, it has the size of a palm, only the top is densely engraved with copper lines, and the four phases of heaven and earth are divided into four grids, before touching, Wang Zhan felt a coldness from this plate, and finally, there is a one-foot-long bone flute, it is pure white as snow, as if it is made of thousand-year-old jade, although it has been buried deep in the ground for so many years, but its halo is still beautiful, It's almost intoxicating.

"This thing was found from a doctor's house, just because the material of its cloth bag is the same as the confectionery clothes on Xiao Yi's body, I thought it was picked up with the child, so I simply took it back, but when I saw such a pile of cold objects, I had a bad premonition in my heart, so I buried them, I thought that this memory could disappear in the long river of time, but I didn't expect to be urged out by someone!" Father Yi looked at these things, and his heart became colder and colder, especially when he saw Yi Xiaochen's empty left arm sleeve, the desolation almost penetrated his thin body...

Wang Zhan opened the brown paper scroll, and a lot of content was written on it in a font similar to Sanskrit, but Wang Zhan didn't know any of them, and just as he was about to touch the bone flute and the magic plate, a hand reached over and picked up the bone flute one step ahead of him.

Looking up, Yi Xiaochen looked at the crystal white bone flute very attentively, it seemed to be like an old friend who had known each other for many years, his rough fingers rubbed the bone flute, like an enchanted beloved lover, Wang Zhan vaguely saw that this dead thing-like bone flute seemed to exude a trace of white and soft halo at this time, and immersed it in Yi Xiaochen's body, and soon, the pattern of Yi Xiaochen's skin surface actually had a tendency to decrease, pinning the bone flute into his waist, Yi Xiaochen folded his hand and picked up the magic plate, at that moment, he seemed to hear the voice that had been sealed in the magic plate for a long time, This made him shudder.

From beginning to end, Wang Zhan was observing the changes of Yi Xiaochen, and he felt with his strong perception that the images of Yi Xiaochen in these ancient artifacts had changed, and he had no way of knowing where they had changed.

"Let's go!" Coming back from his thoughts, Yi Xiaochen spoke, between the words, he had put away the paper roll, in this regard, Wang Zhan had nothing to say, although he also wanted to bring these things back, in order to invite credit, but his intuition told him that these things did not belong to him, nor did they belong to his own organization, they only belonged to the person surnamed Yi.

Seeing that his son was about to leave, Yi's father wanted to say something, but found that he was powerless to say anything at this time, right now, his son was forced by some people to this point, it is not for him to be a layman who can manage it, if God gives him another chance, he may die with his wife on the night of his wife's difficult birth, instead of being bound by the obsession in his heart, and spend this sad life.

The sun crossed the horizon and shone warmth on the earth, and the morning mist full of frost crystals dissipated under the drive of the sun, Wang Zhan and Yi Xiaochen rushed to Yunling, and his subordinates were persuaded by Wang Zhan to return to the headquarters and report all the situation.

The car was speeding fast, Yi Xiaochen was sitting in the co-pilot, Wang Zhan was driving, this kind of scene made Yi Xiaochen seem familiar - two years ago, when he first met Wang Zhan, the two of them went to Tian Yao, the mastermind behind the scenes, and now, the two of them are once again lonely to the so-called winning family sister-in-law Ying Qi, but this time the two have changed their identities, it is Yi Xiaochen who is desperately trying to save his mother, and Wang Zhan is accompanied.

"Brother Wang, why do you continue to follow me?" After being silent for a long time, Yi Xiaochen spoke.

"Give back the love you saved in the first place!"

"If it's a life-saving situation, you should have paid it back!"

Wang Zhan smiled and responded, "It's over?" How do I not know, Ah Yi, before I met you, I thought that many things could be solved by people, but now I find that I was wrong before, because there are many things that can only be solved by heaven, it doesn't make sense, and there is no trace of it, under the seemingly calm and impermanent world, who knows how many damn bastards are hidden, and they are the meaning of our existence, Ah Yi, in fact, I am not only going to repay your affection, but also for my own life, someone has put a spell, if there is no way to crack it, I will definitely dieSo, I had to go! ”

"Spells!" Yi Xiaochen muttered to himself, and the appearance of Ying Qi appeared in his mind again, his face was peaceful, his body was slender, and he looked like a son, if he walked on the street, he would definitely be sought after by many girls, but who knew that the young master of such a beloved man turned out to be the inheritor of the Yin and Evil Clan, the Win Clan, ridiculous, really ridiculous, he had no grudge against him, but now he was subject to his palm, which was really a crooked reason for the impermanence of the world. (To be continued.) )