Now the Heavenly Jade Courtyard is not so much a courtyard as a dilapidated lonely house, it is a very dilapidated thatched house, the mud wall has already cracked several cracks, and the only door panel that blocks the wind is also broken out of two basin-sized holes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The earthen wall that was originally erected around it had been forcibly knocked down by the clansmen who followed the trend in the accident a few days ago, and everything inside the earthen wall could be seen clearly at a glance except for a few pieces of dirt lumps that still stuck to their posts.

Faintly, through the two holes, you can see a "big bed" made of adobe, and a lame little yellow dog, which hangs its head listlessly, and uses its thick tongue to lick the missing hind leg

creak

A door opened, and Ling Feng casually pushed open the dilapidated door panel, gently pushing his mother's body inside.

"Feng'er, sit down, our mother and son haven't chatted together for a long time, let's have a good chat today!" the mother pointed to the edge of the "big bed" and said to Ling Feng.

"Yes, mother!" Ling Feng nodded lightly.

"Feng'er, there is something my mother wants to make clear to you, then **** your father injured you, not to kill you, just the opposite, but because he loves you and he wants to protect you!

Presumably now after your personal experience, there are some things that you don't need to say, you can already understand it yourself, right?

My mother has asked your third uncle to apply to the clan to let you go to the Ling clan for a retest in three days, and you must go to participate.

No matter what method you use, the result of this test is only one, that is, you Ling Feng is now a complete "waste".

Of course, my mother knows that this is very unfair to you, but this is my mother's last wish, I hope you can understand!

Feng'er, my mother can feel that the time of my life in the world is numbered, after the death of my mother, please don't alarm anyone, just cremate this hut with my mother, there are the best memories of my mother, and they should go with it. Lu Piaoping said with a sad face.

"It's my mother!" Hearing his mother's inexplicable words, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel uneasy. "Strange, what's wrong with her today? Say something I don't understand? It can't be something that is going to happen, right?"

Tom tom

However, before he could say anything more, a chaotic sound of footsteps slowly sounded from outside the door.

"Second Madam, tomorrow morning is the day when the third master returns from his travels, and the head of the family asks you and Young Master Feng to go to the main gate to greet you!"

"Third Master, oh, it's Old Man Xiaoyun who is coming back, right? Hehe, Uncle Fu, Wandering knows it! Go back and tell your father about them, just say that Feng'er and I will definitely arrive on time!" Lu Wandering replied helplessly.

Whew

At this time, the wind began to rise again in the sky, which had finally calmed down!

"Hehe, the wind is coming! Brother Yu, is it you? Are you here to pick up Ping'er?"

Sensing the green wind that seeped in from those huge cracks, Lu Wandering suddenly laughed happily.

"Feng'er, come here, let my mother hug me again... Hug you!"

In the midst of the laughter, Lu Piaoping's voice gradually became choked, but in the end, when the last word fell, the palm that stretched out to hug Ling Feng fell weakly.

"No, don't, mother!"

Looking at his mother's palm that fell to the ground weakly, Ling Feng finally understood why his mother was so abnormal today?

However, by the time he came to his senses, it was too late, and his mother had left him forever.

hiss

Looking at the mother's smiling eyes, a violent colic sensation came suddenly.

Immediately, Ling Feng hugged his mother's arms, and involuntarily began to tremble, and his thin body was also overwhelmed and slipped off the "big bed" made of adobe, and fell heavily on the potholed ground.

At this moment, it seemed that in Ling Feng's chest, there was a huge volcano that was erupting, burning his body fiercely, and what was even more unbearable was that in his skull, it seemed that all the cells and brain tissue were being grilled on a charcoal fire!

"Mother, I'm sorry, I'm afraid Feng'er is going to disappoint you! Feng'er really doesn't know if she can continue? How lonely is Huangquan Road, mother, you wait for me, Feng'er will accompany you now!"

After these words seeped out from between his teeth, Ling Feng crawled towards his mother's freshly dead corpse with great difficulty.

Whining

The rotten leg yellow dog next to the "big bed" seemed to suddenly feel something, and after letting out a mournful roar, he stood up from the ground with a "whoosh", stood up on his two hind legs, and bit Ling Feng's collar tightly with his teeth, helping him crawl forward together.

Finally, after about ten breaths of time, after the joint efforts of this person and dog, Ling Feng finally climbed back on the "big bed" and hugged his mother tightly.

"Mother, Feng'er doesn't know if she can continue to hold on, but if Feng'er is still alive in three days, she will definitely go to participate in the clan test, so that they can know that Feng'er is a "waste".

When the word "waste" was spoken, Ling Feng's eyes were already faintly sharpened, and an indescribable sense of grief and indignation burst out unconsciously.

"Alas, maybe tonight is Feng'er's last night in this world, mother, let Feng'er accompany you well!

By the way, if you can meet your father, please tell him, Feng'er really doesn't blame you! Feng'er's life came to the world because of you, what right does Feng'er have to blame you for all this?

Mother, don't worry, Feng'er promises you, Feng'er will definitely try to live, and before they pay the price, Feng'er will definitely live!"

Ling Feng whispered softly in her mother's ear as she pulled out the strand of white hair that covered her forehead.

Suddenly, two scars that ran through the entire cheek suddenly appeared in front of him, and in the midday sun, they looked more and more hideous and terrifying.

However, looking at the hideous scar, Ling Feng was unmoved, and after gently kissing her on the forehead, he used his hand as a comb to carefully comb his mother's hair.

Because he knew that no matter when his mother was, she was very careful about her image, so he couldn't let her mother meet her father with this unkempt image.

The lame yellow dog on the side, watching the movements of Ling Feng's hands, two strings of turbid tears were slowly dripping from its eyes uncontrollably, and he lowered his head and let out a "woo-woo" roar, as if in response to his little master.

After doing this, Ling Feng still couldn't continue to persevere, and his mind was in a trance, and he fell unconscious again.

When the afterglow of dusk completely fell, Ling Feng, who was in a coma, slowly woke up, and in his belly, which had not been wrapped in his stomach for a day, he also let out a "coo-coo" cry at this time.

"Well, I'm still awake! Well, if I'm alive, let's eat something, and I'll continue tomorrow!"

Ling Feng smacked his mouth helplessly, stretched out his hand hard, removed a piece of adobe under the "big bed", took out two steamed buns that had dried and yellowed from it, and gently rubbed the yellow dog's head, one to his mouth, and the other to the lame yellow dog beside him.

"Ah Huang, it's dinner time, let's have something to eat!" Ling Feng beckoned to the yellow dog while gnawing on the steamed bun in his hand with difficulty.

He ate very carefully, biting down one bite at a time; The yellow dog gnawed very carefully, gnawing again and again, without wasting a single grain of dregs at all.

Although Ling Feng's expression looked extremely calm at this time, in his heart, there were already monstrous waves.

It wasn't until a long time that my thoughts stopped turning, but an indescribable sense of loneliness came suddenly at this moment.

The pain of losing his mother made Ling Feng burst into tears unconsciously, and in the blurred tears, Ling Feng lost his way for the first time.

Tears flowed silently;

Missing, like a thief who took advantage of the power of others, quietly planted a seed in Ling Feng's heart, and unknowingly, began to sprout teeth and grow.

"Mother, Feng'er can't bear you, I really can't bear you!"

In the midst of the painful crying, Ling Feng buried his head in his mother's arms, and constantly rubbed his face with her palm, which had already lost its temperature.

Tonight, it is destined to be a sleepless eye!

"Magic Mountain, wouldn't we be going too far by doing this? He's just a child!" A mournful, familiar voice suddenly sounded again in the towering clouds.

In my opinion, this is the opposite, and this is not enough!

The Heavenly Killing Emperor is in the right way of killing, and now that he is the essence of the tenth life, don't you think he is too cowardly? If you want him to grow up quickly, these alone are not enough!

After all, our time is less than three months, three months, it's a pity that we can't see the pace of his growth, the only thing we can do at the moment is to add more fire to him. Moshan gently patted the Buddha on the shoulder.