Chapter Seventy-One: Another Funeral
Thinking about the days that had passed since they were taken by the Nightmare Leopard, Fang Shaoping and the others must have thought that they were dead. Fang Shaoping said that what Fang Xiang was most afraid of was that his parents would not be able to think about it when they learned of the 'death'.
It's not that Fang wants to contact them, it's just that the distance between the two places is too far for the transmission note to pass on the message.
Fang Xiang suddenly thought of something, yes! How could a magical place like Xiaoling Mountain not have an ultra-long-distance teleportation array, if it was through an ultra-long-distance teleportation array, wouldn't it be possible to return to Baihuling in an instant! Nanlu Prefecture is the economic hub of the nine continents, and Baihuling is the headquarters of the Dongfang family in Nanlu Prefecture. To be reasonable, the ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays of most sects and forces should be tied to Baihuling.
"By the way, Qingyun, is there an ultra-long-distance teleportation array in the Shura Palace. Fang wanted to ask.
Qingyun replied, "Yes, there are a total of three ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays in the side hall of the Shura Palace. One leads to the main battlefield of the wasteland, the other leads to the White Tiger Ridge, and there is..."
I wanted to get up from the pond suddenly, put Qingyun on the ground, picked up the clothes on the side, put them on, and said to the sisters, "Take me to the side hall, I want to go back to Baihuling immediately." After saying this, Fang Xiang paused, and then continued to speak, "Qingyun, you come with me, Qingxue, you can stay in Shura Palace." ”
Qingxue Liu raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling a little lost in her heart, but she also understood that she was not good enough, and she couldn't blame others, so she could only bury her little emotions in the bottom of her heart.
Although Qingxue thought so, Fang Xiang didn't make such a decision because Qingxue didn't serve him well. Just because Qingyun is very good at dealing with people, Qingxue's temperament is more introverted, and he is really not suitable for this trip and all kinds of troubles that need to be faced.
Qingyun's body Zhenyuan rose, and the water vapor was steamed dry in an instant, and then Qingxue was pulled out of the pool, and Zhenyuan said, "Qingxue, since we have already decided, don't hesitate anymore, I can see that Fang Xiang is a man who values love and righteousness, and there will be nothing wrong with following him." ”
"Qingyun, I know"
Qingyun smiled at Qingxue, and then left this small world with Fang Xiang. Walking in the huge palace that seems to be a labyrinth, I don't know how many corridors I have turned, and I finally entered the side hall.
The two of them stepped into the teleportation array in the middle, put two medium-grade true yuan stones into the formation eye, and then launched the formation.
When the two of them reappeared, they were already on a mountain range less than a hundred miles away from Baihu Ridge. The Tianyun Sect's unique formation mark was engraved under his feet, Fang Xiang glanced at it twice, and then stepped out of the formation mark.
As the largest city ridge in Nanlu Prefecture, Baihuling is naturally surrounded by ultra-long-distance teleportation formations of large sects and forces. Fang Xiang just asked casually, and learned from Qingyun's mouth that the three holy land-level forces and hundreds of five-grade sect forces all had ultra-long-distance teleportation formations within a radius of a hundred miles from Baihu Mountain.
Stepping into Baihuling again, there is another mood in my heart, the familiar Baihuling city gate, the familiar streets and alleys, the familiar teahouses and restaurants, and the familiar customs. Fang Xiang stretched out his arms and stretched his waist, sighing in his heart, it feels best to go home, which is comfortable and down-to-earth.
Fang Xiang came to the Fang family's main house with luck and Qingyun, and when he saw the white silk hanging in front of the house and the rows of wreaths at the door, Fang Xiang covered his forehead, frowned and said, "It still happened." ”
Qingyun was puzzled, "Young Master Fang, is there any important person in the Fang family who has passed away?" ”
Fang Xiang pointed to himself and said, "This is a funeral for me. ”
"Ahh
Qingyun didn't react for a while, and Fang wanted to explain a little, which made Qingyun understand. Qingyun, who learned about the whole story, couldn't cry or laugh, but he didn't expect Fang Xiang to hold two funerals, this kind of thing was really the first time in the past.
Before he could take a few steps into the Fang Mansion, he only heard a "ghost" and immediately, a maid with a flower pot in his hand fell to the ground.
Fang wanted to cough twice and continued to lead the way forward, Qingyun couldn't help but wanted to laugh but kept holding back, his mouth was bulging, and his shoulders couldn't help twitching. If you meet a few more people who are scared and faint, you will definitely laugh out loud.
Along the way, I don't know how many maids were scared and how many servants were scared away, so I finally returned to the main hall at home. Sure enough, the main hall became a mourning hall again, and although there was no coffin, the former spiritual seat was moved out again.
"Dad, mother," Fang Xiang shouted towards the main hall.
Kneeling in front of the spiritual seat, Fang's mother, who was sobbing in a low voice, raised her head slightly and said to Fang Yu on the side, "Master, I seem to have heard my son's voice. ”
Fang Yu lost his mind, Fang's mother pulled his trouser leg again, which made Fang Yu wake up, Fang Yu sighed, and said weakly, "Ah, what's wrong"
"Master, I just heard my son calling us. ”
Fang Yu stroked Fang's mother's forehead and sighed, "Let's mourn, since the matter has happened, we can only accept the reality." ”
Fang's mother frowned, and hurriedly explained, "Really, I really heard my son's voice"
"What is really false, you are every day, I don't know how many times you have heard your son's voice, and you are daydreaming again. Fang Yu was a little disliked, he was not in a very good mood.
"Daddy"
Fang Xiang's voice sounded again, and this time, he himself stepped into the mourning hall. Fang Yu and Fang Mu turned their heads suddenly, and when they saw Fang Xiang who was alive and vibrant, the expressions of the two elders suddenly froze, as if they had a layer of cold ice.
"Dad, mother, I'm not dead. Fang wanted to try to explain.
Fang Yu was the first to react, he immediately glared angrily, ran over in a few steps, and pressed Fang Xiang to the ground is a severe beating. "You unscrupulous son, it's not enough to die once, but the second time, you want to toss my old bones to death. ”
Fang wanted to hug his head and run away, and crawled to his mother's side, "Mother, help me"
When Fang's mother saw Fang Yu beating her son violently, she was immediately furious, and rushed forward and grabbed Fang Yu's ear. "What are you doing, what are you crazy about, so ruthless. ”
Fang Yu suddenly lost his temper, but he still glared at Fang Xiang. Qingyun stood aside and cried and laughed, but he didn't expect that the relationship between Fang Xiang and his parents was so harmonious, which made Qingyun a little envious.
After Fang's mother stopped Fang Yu, she realized why her son suddenly appeared! He, isn't he alive and well, then why did the Dongfang family say that his son died in the desert battlefield!
"Son, my good son, come, come over and let my mother take a good look. ”
Fang Xiang walked in front of Fang's mother and kept her mother tightly. "Mother, I'm worried about you. In order to see you, the child crawled back from hell. ”