Chapter Ninety-Seven: Life History
"I didn't expect that the Black Protector was so powerful, it was just a small minion in the coffin hall, if that's the case, then wouldn't it be very dangerous for us. ”
Bu Shan said in surprise.
You must know that when he dealt with the Black Protector, he did everything he could, exhausted all methods, and finally made a dangerous move, and he was able to break his arm, which shows that the difference between his cultivation and theirs is too great!
But I didn't expect that this black protector turned out to be the lowest level of existence, so how powerful this organization should be.
"What, you're scared?"
Mo Lao asked with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Bu Shan said in a deep voice: "I'm scared? joke!"
"This life was given by my father, and now the people of the coffin hall are ready to wash the Bu family in blood for no reason, and they also killed my father's mother, this revenge is not shared, if I don't understand the truth of the matter, I won't give up, if they can't give me a reasonable explanation, I will raze this damn coffin to the ground!"
When he said this, Bu Shan's eyes were extremely angry, they were simply angry, and they were very terrifying.
"Good!"
Mo Lao said with a smile on the side: "Ambition! The coffin hall also has a blood feud with me, and it just so happens that we have a common enemy!"
"Hmm!"
Bu Shan looked at Mo Lao and nodded fiercely.
"Since you're all right, then I'm going back, my father told me before he died, in the cabinet in the house, he left me a letter, and now my mood is almost the same, I'm going to go home and see. ”
Looking at Bushan's resolute face, Mo Lao sighed and said, "Then you go back, it's just that people can't be resurrected after death, you have to mourn." ”
"Don't worry, I'm iron-clad now!"
As he spoke, Bu Shan left here, but the sound was still in the air.
"Alas, this kid is really stubborn, but at such a young age, he has to suffer this kind of natural disaster*, which is really distressing. ”
Mo Lao sighed softly, and then turned into a white mist, filling the sky.
"What letter will my father leave for me? ”
Bushan muttered in his heart, not knowing what would be waiting for him.
Although he was ready, he froze the moment he returned to the door.
Finally, he pushed open the door and walked in.
The sun shone freely in this elegant little courtyard, and the rockery in the front yard was still spraying water, and there were fish swimming in it that did not know what sorrow was.
The leaves were blown by the wind, and the sound of rattling was scattered on the ground through the gaps, still so soft and beautiful.
Bathed in sunshine, he walked into this home that was once warm and full of laughter, but now it is lifeless.
Watching all this blankly, it seems that my father and mother are not dead yet, and they are still busy somewhere.
Dad usually lies on a chair under the big tree at this time, the sun shines on him, and then Dad will be satisfied with smoking his old cigarette gun, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, so comfortable.
At this time, the mother usually pours a pot of tea, puts it on the stone seat under the big tree, and then takes out the needlework and slowly starts to work.
These are the most beautiful pictures, the most unforgettable memories for him, for a moment, he seems to see under the big tree, where his father and mother are still there.
He hurried over.
"Dad, mother!"
However, when he did get there, a breeze came out, and all the illusions in front of him disappeared.
"Dad, mother. ”
He stood under the tree, whispering and muttering.
"I know you're gone, but I really can't let you go, Daddy, I miss you so much. ”
As he spoke, tears seemed to overflow again.
But he suddenly wiped it directly and said: "From today on, I want to be strong, don't worry, I will definitely live bravely!"
The breeze rustled the leaves, as if to encourage him.
Bushan turned around and went back to the room, and in the cabinet, he found a letter.
With trembling hands, he opened it with the utmost care.
The paper was crumpled and yellowed, but the handwriting was still visible.
Mountain:
When you read this letter, your mother and I are gone, and you must live well.
I wrote this letter when you were three years old, and after thinking about it, I feel that it is necessary to tell you about it.
Actually, there is a secret between me and your mother that I haven't told you, your mother can't have children, so you are not our biological child.
This is a scar in our hearts, watching other people's children laugh and laugh, but we never have a son.
Finally, one day, we went out to play and found you in a cave.
At that time, you had just been born, and there was no one around, so you looked very pitiful.
But your mother and I are overjoyed, feeling that you are a gift from heaven.
At that time, we took you away and put you at home, and raised you very wholeheartedly.
Watching you grow up day by day, Dad is very happy.
But pity the parents of the world, we always hope that you will get ahead and have a better development, which is why Dad is so strict with you.
I hope you don't blame Dad.
That wrench, you have to collect it, since we are father and son, then I will give you the heirloom.
Your grandfather told me that there was a secret in the wrench, but he couldn't tell what the secret was.
If you can unravel it, then it's your fate.
Child, dad and your mother will leave sooner or later, don't be sad, try to live strongly.
Although we are not your biological parents, there is absolutely no problem with one thing, we treat you as if you were your own son.
If you wish, you can go to your biological parents.
They must have lost you for a reason.
Take care.
After reading the content of this letter, Bushan was like a lightning strike, and he couldn't believe it.
The relatives I faced all day long now have no blood relationship at all!
How is this possible!
Who are my real parents, why did they give birth to me, and why did they lose me?
And why did my current parents raise me and leave me early.
"It's all a lie!"
Bushan roared, and immediately tore the paper to shreds.
"Ahh
He immediately fled, yelling at the outside, as if he had lost his mind.
"Why, what the hell is that!"
Constantly roaring, with a different color in his eyes, the evil eye seemed to absorb this resentment and hatred, and began to slowly reverse.
Under normal circumstances, the Evil Eye Divine Eye is spinning, and this is the first time this has happened.
And unconsciously, Bushan's strength increased rapidly, and the momentum of the whole person began to rise suddenly.
Until the end, there was a sudden bang.
He's advanced!