Long after Chen Tianxiang's truth surfaced, everyone fell silent.

Everyone doesn't know what's going on in their hearts. But the world is like this, it looks as calm as everyone's face, but in fact, there is an undercurrent in an unknown corner.

At this moment, Wen Feng's heart was not calm, he knew that Chen Tianxiang was not an isolated case, and there were countless unjust souls and evil spirits in the world like him.

The turbid flame in his eyebrows was completely ignited, and he officially embarked on the path of a mage.

From now on, even if he has a restrained aura, he will have an aura on his body, and the spirit body cannot be approached, maybe it will be far away, or it may stick up like a dog skin plaster.

He became the fate of every spirit with a heart, which meant that from now on he would meet more than one Chen Tianxiang, and more Chen Tianxiang would come to his door.

If every Chen Tianxiang used the same means, with the help of his relatives and friends, to beg him to do things, and to use various methods to stimulate him, wouldn't the people related to him never have peace?

Is it a blessing or a curse to meet someone who can still be friends with him? Especially if there is someone who wants to stay with him for the rest of his life, is it married to happiness and love or danger and a lifetime of fear?

The old man knew that this was the case, and when he was parting from the tomb of Boulder Ridge, he told Wen Feng that he would have a few friends, and said that these would be fine.

He looked around at Ah Liang, Hai Ming, Zi Jun and Min Er who were sitting in front of him at the moment. They're really good, they're his loyal companions, but is it really good to be friends with him to the end?

Wen Feng began to contradict again.

The past when he was a child is vivid, he still hasn't let go, he hasn't let go, about that fierce, kind and pitiful girl, Ah Liang has never let go.

This incident has affected them until now, Ah Liang seems to be vindictive, every time he accompanies Wen Feng from birth to death, he is on call, and he seems to be saving this breath.

Ah Liang is not as cold and tough as he seems on the surface, and deep down, there is fear buried, and it is estimated that he will not be able to linger for the rest of his life.

Wen Feng thinks every time, he has already influenced Ah Liang, does he still want to influence others? If in the end it was because he changed everyone's lives, how would he deal with himself?

In the end, he decided to tell the story of his childhood and spread it out to everyone to know that if he could alert these friends, he would not hesitate to do it even if he had an unforgettable pain again.

"Don't you want to know about my childhood? I'm going to tell you about it today. ”

So suddenly, all the pensive people were stunned and didn't react.

Wen Feng turned his head to stare at Ah Liang, as if asking for his opinion.

Ah Liang and Wen Feng looked at each other, first surprised, and then slowly lowered their heads, as if acquiescing.

He understood what Wen Feng was thinking, seeing that Wen Feng's three classmates were innocent, he also liked it very much, if he told them about his childhood in advance, he might be able to give them a chance to choose.

Just like Wenfeng, he was given a chance......

"You said you were going to tell us about when you were a kid?"

Hai Ming was a little excited, he didn't believe it, he originally felt hopeless, but he didn't expect Wen Feng to take the initiative to mention it.

Wen Feng didn't speak, his eyes sparkling.

"Wenfeng, you don't have to tell us, we are very interested, but we have no intention of persecution."

"Yes, Wenfeng, don't have to tell us just because we're interested, everyone has their own secrets, this is undisputed."

Zijun spoke, and Min'er agreed.

"No, I want to tell it myself, and you don't have to have psychological pressure, just listen to a story."

Wen Feng smiled at the okay and encouraged everyone to let go of their psychological baggage.

Then he looked up at the sky, and his eyes began to be hollow, and he fell into memory.

Although everyone's expressions were normal, everyone felt that Wen Feng was doing psychological construction, and it seemed that he was about to speak.

Ah Liang still lowered his head, Zijun and Min'er did not urge, and looked at Wen Feng quietly.

Hai Ming was a little excited, his body moved around, and he couldn't wait, Zijun had already noticed the excitement in Hai Ming's heart and glared at him to let him restrain himself.

"If you want to dig deeper into this matter, you have to start when I was three years old......

Wen Feng finally opened his mouth and talked about his past.

His eyes were deep, and they touched the hearts of Zijun Haiming and Min'er, so that they kept silent and did not interrupt Wen Feng.

Even if there were any doubts in their hearts, they didn't choose to speak immediately, and the three of them watched Wen Feng tell the story of the past.

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In fact, many things when he was three years old Wen Feng can't remember clearly by now, but the night he first saw the old man was something he hadn't forgotten for so many years.

Every time he went to see the old man after that night was the same thing, he never forgot that night.

And Wenfeng's parents once said frankly that they might lose Wenfeng forever that night, which made them afraid.

Wenfeng's hometown is located in a rural mountainous area with beautiful mountains and rivers, and Min'er often says that it is a paradise, about ten kilometers away from the city.

It is surrounded by mountains, a bit like the mountains of Guilin, not high but many, dense like bamboo shoots.

An eighteen-bend mountain road connects to the road leading to the city, extending into the mountain, hidden between the peaks.

Every time he went to Wenfeng's house as a guest, Haiming would hum a folk song about the eighteen bends of the mountain road, which was originally quite appropriate, but Haiming's broken voice simply had the magic of destroying the environment.

The road connected a town and several villages, one of which was the village where Wenfeng's family was located.

It was a small plain of several square kilometers stretched out among the mountains.

Most of it is farmland, and at the foot of the mountain to the north, there is a small river, a village road, and two rows of houses connected in an orderly manner.

Like three lines stretching from east to west, Wenfeng's house is right in the middle of the village.

The view is wide, the house is on the village road, in front of the village road is a small river, in front of the river is a small plain, and in the distance there are countless mountains.

Min'er said that every time Wenfeng went out to the door, he could see a landscape painting, which made all his friends envious.

When he was three years old, it was still the location of the current building of Wenfeng's family, which used to be a mud brick house.

There is a patio in the middle, and the four rooms on the front and back are like a field, and the middle of the upper part of the two rooms is a living room.

It was from Grandpa Wenfeng's generation. Now the two rows of neighbors' buildings used to be all mud brick houses, and the layout has really not changed at all from the past to the present.

One night, at about two o'clock in the morning, the mud brick house of Wen Feng's house was still bright.

Inside, Wenfeng's mother and grandmother were coaxing Wenfeng, who was constantly crying, and the other was busy fetching water.

At that time, Wenfeng's mother was still a young daughter-in-law, and her grandmother was still there.

Grandpa Wenfeng left early, and his father was working in a factory in the town at that time, and he happened to be on night duty that day.

The mud-brick house was brightly lit, and the two women, an old man and a young woman, were so frightened that tears came out.

Three-year-old Wen Feng is being held in his mother's arms at the moment and crying constantly, and Wen Feng's nostrils and mouth in his arms are constantly bleeding out!

Wen Feng's entire chest and his mother's hands were covered in blood.

I don't remember how uncomfortable my body was at that time, but Wen Feng vaguely remembered that his mother and grandmother were so frightened that they couldn't give up, and the frightened look made him remember the confusion in his eyes at that time.

At first, Wenfeng's mother and grandmother thought he had a nosebleed, so they used a local method to soak a towel in cold water to help him cool down.

But the blood just didn't stop, and the mouth began to bleed, and the body temperature began to soar, getting worse and worse.

Because Wenfeng's father was not at home, the only bicycle in the family also let him ride away.

Wen Feng's mother was very scared when she saw her son like this, and after explaining to Wen Feng's grandmother, she immediately rushed out of the house with Wen Feng on her back with a flashlight.

I knocked on my neighbor's door, borrowed a bicycle, and rushed to the hospital in town.