"Who is outside the door?" Qi Churong in the house heard the footsteps stop in front of the door, and the ears of people who are blind in both eyes are very sensitive, and she can hear that the footsteps do not belong to Tang Xiangxue. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's me, auntie. Yin Feng walked into the room and said.

"You're the little young master of the Yin Mansion, right? Thank you for your help to our mother. In Tang Xiangxue's narrative, Qi Churong is only in her forties, and in this world, forty years old is still in the prime of life.

But Qi Churong in front of her turned out to be gray-haired, and her skin was a little wrinkled, especially the skin folds around her eyes were like deep grooves.

He bent his waist, his voice trembled, and he was weak, as if he had reached the twilight of his life.

Yin Feng didn't know Qi Churong's story when he saw her before, so he didn't feel surprised, he just thought it was an old woman.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Yin Feng said: "Auntie, don't be polite, Sister Xiaoxiang has also helped me a lot, and this is also the entrustment left by my mother when she left." ”

Qi Churong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said, "Your mother?"

"Yes, my mother asked me to take care of Sister Xiaoxiang before leaving. Yin Feng replied truthfully.

Qi Churong's old face was a little moved, and after thinking for a moment, she seemed to be puzzled, and said, "Your mother has deliberately looked for me. The tone was very surprised.

Yin Feng was surprised: "What, my mother specially looked for you?" He couldn't figure out why his mother came to find Aunt Qi on purpose. In his memory, his mother rarely went out, and saw relatively few customers, so when would he take the initiative to meet others?

"Then what did my mother say to her?" Yin Feng asked.

"She seems to know about my past, probably Xiang'er told her. There was a pause in Qi Churong's words, as if she was recalling: "She asked me a question at that time. ”

When Yan Yumin asked Qi Churong, "Are you sure Townsend is really dead?"

And Qi Churong was already discouraged, and the past came to light, and said: "How can I not die, I just don't want to hear the news of his death with my own ears, so I will go away and escape from the war-torn place." ”

"So you didn't hear the news of his death with your own ears?" Yan Yumin asked rhetorically.

Qi Churong replied like this at the time: "Can you still survive?"

"I really don't want to go to Stone City again?" Yan Yumin asked again.

"Where else can the old body go with this appearance, I can only wait for death in this comfortable place. The disheartened Qi Churong replied.

In the end, Yan Yumin shook his head and left, and only the two of them knew about this conversation, until today Qi Churong told Yin Feng about it.

Yin Feng felt that this matter was a little strange, his mother would not come to ask these inexplicable questions for no reason, since she asked it, then there must be a reason for her.

According to the mother's meaning, Townsend may not be dead, and it is very likely that the mother knows Townsend, so she came to ask a few words.

But thinking about it, if the mother knew and why she didn't know how Townsend survived the battlefield, these are a little incomprehensible.

"Auntie, didn't you think that Uncle Tang might really not die?" Yin Feng asked.

"I don't think about it, I think about it every day, but even if I'm still alive, I don't have the face to see him again, not to mention that my body can't make it to Shicheng alive. Qi Churong shook her head and said.

The atmosphere was a little silent, Yin Feng stood aside and didn't know what words to say to comfort, while Qi Churong silently stroked the portrait, only when her hand was on the portrait, a smile appeared on her old face, but when she smiled, a few cloudy tears were squeezed out from the corners of her dry eyes.

Yin Feng could see through the confused leather paper portrait and see a handsome and mighty man. A man who can make a woman obsessed with it, and who is brave and heroic, and sees death as home.

"Old man, you say, why did Aunt Qi become like this, from a woman in the flower season to an old woman in Cangsang in twenty years. Yin Feng communicated with the cloud array in his heart and asked.

"When the heart is old, the person is also old. This is love, and you will understand it later. Yun Zhen sighed.

Yin Feng was puzzled, is it really so tormenting to love someone, but he doesn't know that after many years, he will also be hurt by love and trapped by love.

"You know what you know. Old man~ Have you ever been in love?" Yin Feng asked unconvinced.

The clouds were also silent. When it comes to feelings, I didn't expect that Yun Zhen would also be deflated, Yin Feng really didn't expect that love couldn't even escape a person like the old man?

"Yes, I also had someone I loved a thousand years ago, but that has passed after all, so ~ letting go can be regarded as a kind of gain!" Yun Zhen said with emotion.

"Well, I still don't understand. ”

"You can understand a fart, of course a single dog doesn't. Yun Zhen said sarcastically. (PS, Valentine's Day is coming, please don't show too much if you have a partner!)

"Hmph!" Yin Feng no longer paid attention to the cloud array.

After standing awkwardly for a long time, Tang Xiangxue went upstairs after cleaning up, and saw Yin Feng standing in their room and hadn't gone back to rest, so she stepped forward and asked, "Young Master hasn't gone back to rest yet?"

Yin Feng saw that Sister Xiaoxiang was coming, and wanted to relieve the embarrassment, so he said, "Sister Xiaoxiang, I have something I want to say to you, so I came and waited for you for a while." ”

"If there's anything you can't talk about tomorrow, let's go back to sleep first. Saying that, Tang Xiangxue was going to take Yin Feng and send him back to his room to rest.

Yin Feng gently retracted his hand and said, "It's better to say it earlier." Sister Xiaoxiang, I~ am ready to leave Yujia Town. ”

"Where's going to go? Tang Xiangxue asked puzzled.

"I'll go on my own, to Stone City. ”

"No!" Tang Xiangxue and Qi Churong's voices sounded at the same time.

Qi Churong said in an old voice: "I have personally walked that road, and I have experienced that this road is dangerous, and it is often attacked by wild beasts and bandits, and even ordinary middle-aged men in the town cannot cross it, let alone a child like you." ”

"That's right, if you want to go, it's not impossible for your talent to pass the test of the academy according to the young master. Tang Xiangxue persuaded.

Yin Feng's natural resources are well-known in the town, with an excellent memory, no teacher, and is known as a little prodigy.

"I can't wait that long, and I've already stepped into cultivation, and I'll definitely arrive safely if I have cultivated. Yin Feng said confidently.

"Cultivation? I also had cultivation back then, and it was extremely dangerous to dare to come. Qi Churong said.

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Yin Feng and Tang Xiangxue were both shocked by Qi Churong's words, and Aunt Qi (Niang) actually had cultivation.

"This Qi Churong's cultivation back then was the fourth realm of practicing the pulse. One level higher than you are now. Yun Zhen reminded Yin Fengdao on the side, "But the exercises are rough, and the real combat power is not as good as you, a hairy boy." Yun Array changed his words and said with a smile.

So that's the case, Yin Feng said secretly. Hearing the cloud array say that Qi Churong cultivated to the fourth-layer realm of the cultivation vein, he thought that he was stronger than his own combat power.

Now she has not run the exercises for many years, almost scattered, and the vitality in her body has recovered from the chaotic way of wandering when she was born, and after years of grief and consumption, her vitality has been greatly damaged. There is nothing abnormal with ordinary people, at most, after cultivation and forging, his physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people. Yun Zhen added again.

No wonder Aunt Qi said that her body couldn't last in Shicheng at all.