Feng Qi has a heart that rarely fluctuates, and it is indescribably bored.

Inside the house, a silver light flashed, and the figure of Bai Lao suddenly appeared.

Feng Qi seemed to have sensed it a long time ago, and only greeted Bai Lao lightly.

"Bai Lao."

Bai Lao has a special relationship with the Feng clan, he is not a member of the Feng clan, and he is even countless times older than Feng Fushen, but Feng Qi's respect for Bai Lao is just respect, and there are not many other emotions.

"Hey, that old guy is chic himself, leaving a bunch of things, it's really annoying." Bai Lao looked at the clean room around him, and he also missed the old man who had accompanied him for thousands of years.

"Please also Bai Laoshen."

Even Feng Qi, who was a little upset in his heart because Feng Fushen didn't leave a single word, didn't allow anyone to say that Feng Fushen was not.

Bai Lao stroked his white hair and lifted the two pots of wine in his hands.

"How about sitting down and having a drink?"

Feng Qi glanced at the wine jar and didn't speak, but turned around and followed Bai Lao down a layer of wine. The two sat down around the pot rack where a pot of liquid had been boiled.

Bai Lao is a nine-tailed silver fox, who is the king of demon beasts, and he is casual by nature, and he is the most impatient to meddle with people. If it weren't for Feng Fushen's entrustment, even if Bai Lao had a good relationship with the Feng family, he would never take the initiative to dedicate himself to help Feng Fushen this time.

Feng Qi also has a cold temperament, even if he has any thoughts in his heart, he is more willing to digest them by himself, even if it is the white old man in front of him who has been in the Medicine King Valley for thousands of years, he is not willing to show a trace.

If it weren't for the two jars of wine that Bai Lao was carrying, these two people might collapse directly as soon as they met, and they went their separate ways.

"Qing'er's peach blossom brew."

Feng Qi recognized the wine that Bai Lao was carrying.

"Not bad."

Bai Lao pushed a pot of Peach Blossom Niang to Feng Qi, picked up a pot by himself, pulled out the lid and smelled the wine very enjoyably, before he raised his neck and took a sip.

"Feng Fu Shen gave it before leaving, and that's all there are for these two altars."

It's also wonderful. Although Feng Qi is Feng Qing's father, he has never received a jar of wine from Feng Qing. Feng Qing sent many people, and even Feng Zihui had an altar, but Feng Qi was the only one who didn't.

And now, the wine brewed by Feng Qing was given to the ancestor, and the ancestor was transferred to Bai Lao, and Bai Lao took it out to drink with Feng Qi.

is obviously a pro-woman, but it is really a bit mysterious to want to take a sip of the wine made by her daughter to go around such a circle.

Feng Qi had long heard of his daughter's winemaking skills, and he had long been interested in tasting it, but as long as he got the wine made by Feng Qing, he was very nervous about this wine, and he really hadn't tasted it now.

Thinking of this, Feng Qi picked up the wine, opened the lid, and took a sip before his face relaxed a little.

Wine.

"Your daughter gave birth to a good one." Bai Lao praised it rarely.

Obviously, Bai Lao praised Feng Qing not because Feng Qing looked good or how good his cultivation talent was, but because of this wine-making function.

"Yes."

Feng Qi nodded, and should be very smooth, as if Feng Qing should be praised like this, without any modesty at all.

Bai Lao was choked, glanced at Feng Qi with a strange look, and then took another sip of wine to himself.

This cheeky characteristic, who doesn't know how to write the word modesty at all, is in the same vein as Feng Fushen.

is a descendant of Feng Fushen, who did not run.

"You and I are not beating around the bush, and I have something to say."

"Bai Lao, please."

"You can probably guess that I came to see you, but it was entrusted by Feng Fushen."

I don't know if it's because of the drinking, or because of Bai Lao's words, the aura around Feng Qi's body began to slowly soften, and the expression on his face was also soothed.

He probably also had some entanglements in his heart, how to choose. If I had stood in his place, I would not have had the courage of him. Bai Lao also saw the medicinal liquid in the pot: "Before making such a decision, he probably also wanted to live, and live a few more years." Also, how many of these things of life and death can be completely seen, such as me, isn't it also afraid of death and living hard. ”

Bai Lao laughed at himself a little and took another sip of wine.

"Alchemy with a pot, he can toss it out."

Xu has lost his old buddy, and the emotions that have been suppressed cannot be expressed, and Bai Lao's demeanor today is also a little more longing and reminiscence.

"I know why you're here. I will make it clear to you first, although Feng Fushen did carry the wine to me, but he did not strictly entrust me with anything, and even did not leave a word, if you want to know something, you need to ask me. If I know, I'll let you know directly. ”

Bai Lao knew very well. Don't look at Feng Fushen's happy walk, in fact, Feng Fushen's nostalgia for this earthly world is no less than his. This does not leave a word, but when I am afraid of staying, I have reluctance to the world, and I can't make up my mind.

In the final analysis, Feng Fushen is also a human being.

Feng Qi was silent for a moment, took a sip of wine cleanly, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and even gave birth to a trace of uninhibited temperament.

"Ancestor, why did you want to leave?"

Bai Lao waved his hand, and the scene around the two changed, and they had already left the thatched house and sat on the grass, Bai Lao pointed to the gray spiritual power around him.

"For these."

Feng Qi's eyes darkened.

"After all, it's for the Medicine King Valley."

"Not bad. In the final analysis, it's for your Feng clan. However, it's not entirely for your Feng clan. Although Feng Fushen is just flesh and blood, what he has in his heart is this world. ”

Bai Lao thought about it for a while, and actually took the initiative to mention another thing.

"Eighteen years ago, Feng Fushen let you out of the valley through tribulations, can you guess why?"

Feng Qi suddenly raised his head and looked at Bai Lao.

This matter is the knot in his heart that he has never been able to untie.

Back then, the ancestor personally appeared and told Feng Qi that Feng Qi had a catastrophe on the road of life and needed to go through the tribulation, so he let Feng Qi go out of the valley.

Back then, Feng Qi did experience some calamities, and Feng Qi once thought that being injured by the snake was the calamity he was going to experience. That's why he took such care of Feng Gang who helped him through the catastrophe, because Feng Qi felt that Feng Gang had a layer of kindness to him.

Feng Qi didn't suspect this matter before Feng Qing appeared.

But Feng Qing appeared.

Especially Feng Qing entered the valley because the ancestor passed on the news and asked Feng Zhao to bring it back, and the first meeting between him and Feng Qing was also the ancestor himself who appeared to remind him. Even in the end, the ancestor personally accepted Feng Qing as an apprentice, which made Feng Qi have to reconsider the so-called "catastrophe" back then.

Is that really a catastrophe?

When Bai Lao saw Feng Qi's expression, he knew that Feng Qi was also very concerned about this matter, and even said that he had already guessed.

"Your so-called calamity is nonsense. Although Feng Fushen is a spiritual venerable, he has no ability to understand the fortunes of others, which is just a disguise. ”

"In order to let you go out of the valley and leave the bloodline of Fengqing. What Feng Fushen really wants is Feng Qing. ”

"Or rather, what he wants is a chance."