"Because of the misunderstanding of the predecessors in the Fa cultivation world, the price for the juniors to auction this "Wu Xing's Testament" at that time was not too great, and how the auction forces got this "Wu Xing's Testament", whether the disciples of the seniors were dead or alive, the younger generations really don't know. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zichen's truthful answer made Wu Xing silent for a while. After a while, Wu Xingcai smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's messed up if I care...... After all these years, it is not surprising that what happened to my disciple. And I'm trapped here, even if I know what happened to my disciple, I can't do anything about it, so why bother asking......"

Zichen said: "The senior's words are not right, this is just human nature, normal people will be like this." ”

Wu Xing sighed and stopped dwelling on this issue. Looking at Zichen, Wu Xing opened his mouth and said, "Xiaoyou, you are tired, I'm afraid you haven't had a good rest in these days, right?"

Wu Xing's strength and vision are extremely powerful, Zichen nodded dryly, and said with a wry smile: "Being held hostage, the fate is not in your own hands, and it is naturally difficult for the younger generation to sleep peacefully." And not long ago, in order to escape the pursuit of the Xuanwu giant beast, he used up all his yuan power and physical strength. ”

Wu Xing smiled and said, "I haven't been in contact with people for many years, and I'm about to lose my words." I wanted to talk to you more, but since you're tired, let's leave it at that. You can take a short rest in my cave first, and then I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Zichen hurriedly thanked him: "So, thank you senior!"

Wu Xing nodded, smiling and flicking the vines on his right arm.

Syllable!

After a crisp whip, the flowers and plants in one corner of the cave suddenly shook a few times, and a palm-sized, fluffy groundhog came out and trotted in front of Wu Xing, "squeaking".

Wu Xing actually commanded directly to the groundhog under his feet: "Maoqiu, you take this little friend to rest." ”

The groundhog seemed to understand Wu Xing's words, and "squeaked" a few times, responding to Wu Xing's order.

When Zichen was quite surprised by the spirituality of this groundhog, the groundhog had already trotted in front of Zichen, biting Zichen's trouser leg. "Squeak" shouted to pull purple dust.

Zichen naturally understood what the groundhog meant, so he followed the pull of the groundhog and walked forward.

The groundhog led the way, and Zichen followed closely. After winding around a passage. Purple Dust was taken by a groundhog to an elaborate grotto. The grotto, which is about the size of a stone house, was clearly excavated by hand, and although it is not exquisite, it is clean and tidy.

The groundhog "squeaked" and after a few laps in front of the grotto. It's irresponsibly a flash of smoke.

Zichen walked into the grotto, and after bypassing a similar wall, he saw everything inside the grotto.

The area in the grotto is not small, about five or six zhang square, the stone tables, chairs, beds and other things are complete, the ground is extremely flat, and even the smooth stone slabs are cut into standard floor tiles, which are neatly paved one by one.

In the stone window of the room is the flat stone bed, which is covered with soft cushions woven with rattan, which is extremely comfortable to look at. Zichen only glanced at it, and felt that the tiredness all over his body was doubling, and his eyelids began to fight.

Zichen didn't care about anything else, took off his coat and boots and socks, lay on the bed, and fell asleep deeply after a while......

......

Zichen slept very sweetly, and even dreamed.

In the dream, he saw the situation of living with his parents when he was a child, and many good memories surfaced one by one, and even some deep memory fragments of his previous life quietly emerged in the dream.

These memories are the most precious things in Zichen's heart. It's never brown, but in my memory, the image of my mother is so vague, just a rough outline. Zichen couldn't see his mother's true face clearly......

At the end of this dream, Zichen suddenly found himself in the main house of his house, as if floating in the air, he saw his young self, and saw his father and mother talking not far away.

The father was the same as when he was young, and the mother was still blurred, with only a general outline. But Zichen can feel a kind of tenderness and affection in this silhouette. Zichen tried to move and approach his father and mother in front of him, but in the dream, he could only be restrained by his childhood side.

As a child, I crawled around on the ground, playing with joy and laughter, and not far away, the conversation between my father and mother began to take on a heated tone.

Zichen could only faintly hear words such as "leave" and "sorry". In the end, the mother broke free from her father's pull and disappeared into the darkness without looking back, leaving only the father to wander in pain, and his childhood self was unaware of all this, still crawling on the ground and playing.

"Mother...... Have you abandoned me and my father......"

Zichen on the stone bed whispered in his dream, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, his fists clenched tightly, and tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

......

The dream was blurred, I don't know how long it took, when Zichen woke up from the dream, everything in front of him was like a world away, and his mother's lingering shadow was still shaking in his mind.

After being stunned for a while, Zichen realized where he was now. Zichen didn't get out of bed immediately, but sat on the bed blankly.

Zichen has been without a mother since he was a child, which has always been a missing piece of his heart. And all along, my father has been silent about my mother's affairs, and the only thing I told Zichen was that my mother was still alive, and it was a last resort to leave this house.

But Zichen saw everything in the dream, which had completely activated his childhood memories, and he had determined that his mother had left on his own initiative. This made Zichen unacceptable for a while, and his heart was disturbed and painful.

"If I can go back home, I must ask my father...... If she really abandoned me and my father on her own initiative, I will definitely find her in the future and ask her why!"

After spending some time, Zichen finally adjusted, his eyes gradually regained his clarity, and his heart had already made up his mind.

At this time, he suddenly heard a "squeak" sound, and a fluffy little thing rushed in a few times and jumped onto Zichen's bed.

Zichen looked at the groundhog that appeared and smiled slightly, knowing that this little thing was here to wake him up.

Zichen got out of bed, tidied up, smoothed the wrinkles on his robe, and followed the groundhog out of the grotto.

Walking in the zigzag passages again, Zichen had to admit that it was easy to get lost without someone familiar with these passages to lead the way. Now, the groundhog is a good guide.

Led by a groundhog, when Zichen came to the cave again, Wu Xing was practicing...... (To be continued.) )