Jiangcheng, day by day headquarters.

One after another, day-by-day members are returning here from the West.

Qin Jue's eyes were gloomy as he moved forward step by step, and everywhere he went, all the members of the day by day bowed their heads in awe.

Pushing open the door of the day, ignoring Qin Xiaowen who waved his hand to say hello, Qin Jue walked straight into the elevator and came directly to the thirty-third floor.

The former Dorsett Hotel has now been completely built into a giant building, and the 33rd floor was also added later, because it is quiet, the old man is also placed in it.

Coming to the door of his father's room, Qin Jue took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door.

"Who?" Qin Jun's angry voice came from inside.

Although the front-line battlefield no longer needs the Qin army, this sergeant major who has been in the army for many years still maintains a high-intensity exercise every day, and just this tone does not look like a person who is nearly fifty years old, but like a twenty or thirty years old.

"Huh? You're back? Qin Jun looked at his son in surprise, put down the newspaper in his hand, and turned around with a smile to pour tea.

"Father doesn't have to be polite." Qin Jue stared deeply at the back of his father Qin Jun, and suddenly spoke: "I don't know if my father is willing to go back to the ancestral house of the old Qin family with me?" ”

Qin Jun's palm pouring tea was stunned in mid-air, he turned his head and looked at Qin Jue with surprised and strange eyes, his lips squirmed as if he had something to say, but when it came to his mouth, it was just a sentence: "Okay." ”

The ancestral home of the old Qin family.

"It's been a long time since I left here."

In the compound, weeds are overgrown, and cobwebs are tangled in the beams of the house.

Qin Jun looked a little emotional, and looked around at this familiar hometown with his hands behind his back.

Qin Jue silently pushed open his father's side room, and the creaking sound from the door made Qin Jun confused again.

"Father, is this my mother Shen Qiaoshui?"

The yellowed photo was taken out by Qin Jue again.

His eyes, which were sharper than ghosts and gods, stared at his father.

Qin Jun's face changed slightly, and he nodded: "Yes." ”

"You said back then that my mother died in childbirth because she gave birth to me?"

"Didn't I answer you that question earlier?" Qin Jun frowned: "Could it be that you took me back to the ancestral house in order to ask this question again?" ”

"Since your mother died in childbirth, your grandfather agreed for the first time to put your mother's spiritual position in the ancestral tomb of the Qin family, which has not been done by the old Qin family for generations, are you still confused?"

"Yes!" Qin Jue grabbed the yellowed photo and walked towards the door with gloomy eyes.

Qin Jun's face changed again, and he hurriedly caught up: "What the hell are you going to do!" ”

"Stop! Where are you going? ”

"Rebel!!"

Qin Jun was furious, but no matter how he ordered.

Qin Jue didn't care about anything, and walked forward without saying a word.

Passers-by cast awe-struck and curious glances.

Gradually, seeing that the direction of Qin Jue's advance gradually became clear, Qin Jun's face suddenly appeared in a rapid panic, and he directly rushed forward and stretched out his arms, and stopped in front of Qin Jue with angry eyes.

"Rebel!! I'm still your father! You're still my son! ”

Qin Jue raised his eyes.

That weird fierce gaze.

Qin Jun, who was Lao Tzu, was a little stunned when he saw it.

"Dad, there are some things I want to figure out!"

After that, Qin Jue firmly and forcefully pushed away his father's arm, and not far in front of him was the ancestral tomb of the Qin family!

Stepping through the green grass and passing through the tombstones, Qin Jue came to his mother's mausoleum.

The low grave was clean, not a single weed.

Obviously, people often come over to clean it.

Otherwise it wouldn't have been kept so clean.

Seeing this scene, Qin Jue's inner conjecture was even more surging, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, and under the power of the wheel king's face, the flesh and blood were twisted and reorganized, forming five wide and slender wheel blades, and between the finger bones, the entire palm was like a powerful shovel!

"Rebel! Stop it! What the hell are you going to do!! ”

Qin Jun's eyes widened and he roared.

Qin Jue looked down at his mother's mausoleum, as if apologizing.

"Qin Jue! Other! Are you going to dig your mother's grave!? ”

Qin Jun knew that his son had turned into a dragon, and he was unable to stop it by force, so he stood in front of Qin Jue, and said with trembling teeth: "If you want to dig your mother's grave, then step on my corpse first." ”

Qin Jue's eyes were complicated and he didn't speak.

"Son, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Jue still didn't speak.

"Son, count it as Daddy beg, don't ......."

"Father, I'm sorry, get out of the way!" Qin Jue stretched out his hand violently and stabbed under the mausoleum.

Qin Jun's eyes trembled, and his face was full of disbelief.

After a long time, he closed his eyes as if he had accepted his fate.

As the earth rolls, the scene inside the low tomb is gradually revealed.

Inside was a normal and unadorned coffin.

Because it has been hidden deep in the soil for many years, the surface has been mottled with black mold spots.

Seeing his mother's coffin with his own eyes, Qin Jue's eyes fluctuated, he ignored his father behind him and jumped in.

Just as he reached out to open the coffin, an old voice came.

"Xiao Jue, do you really want to do this?"

Qin Jue raised his eyes and looked at it calmly: "Yes, grandpa." ”

The old man had already come here at some point, sitting in a wheelchair, looking at Qin Jue with complicated eyes.

"Xiao Jue, that's your mother's coffin."

Qin never answered.

Qin Jun looked at the old man with a feeble look.

The old man was silent for a long time, but only let out a helpless sigh.

"Alas......"

Chirping.......

The decaying coffin was opened, and Qin Jue stood in place as if frozen.

Qin Jun closed his eyes in despair.

Inside the coffin, there were only rotten clothes, not a single corpse.

It's a coffin.

This is a deliberately false grave.

Qin Jue raised his head, and his sharp eyes were projected at his father.

A helpless sigh sounded, and the old man looked at the empty coffin, and said with a complicated look in his eyes: "Qin Jun, tell Xiao Jue." ”

In this bleak autumn wind, an old story slowly came out of Qin Jun's mouth.

It turned out that when Qin Jue was born, there was a deep black imprint on his waist and abdomen.

Then that night, her mother Shen Qiaoshui was mentally traumatized, holding a fruit knife, and kept shouting that someone was staring at her.

For a few days, her mother Shen Xiaoshui's mental state plummeted, and even if she invited countless famous doctors, she couldn't tell why.

Suddenly, one day, her mother woke up in a dream, covered in cold sweat, shouting that she saw black and white impermanence with her own eyes, bull head and horse face, and at that time, Qin Jue, who was still in swaddling clothes, was staring at his mother without sleeping with a pair of big black eyes.

The old man finally realized that something was wrong and contacted his old friend, a Taoist who had studied under Longhu Mountain since the Republic of China.

"This son is surrounded by black in his waist and abdomen, and his fate is evil, which is the evil of heaven and earth, if he is not disciplined, he will definitely become a disaster of heaven and earth in the future!"

"And this son is full of anger, if the mother and fetus are around, the mother will continue to be damaged, see black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face are nothing, and when it is serious, it will even go into the Yellow Spring in a dream, and it will never be able to be born, the only way is that the mother and child will never see each other! Not only can they not see each other, but the mother also needs to change her blood and face to completely wipe out the evil qi in the womb that gave birth to this child! ”

ps: When I was in junior high school, because I had just transferred to another school, I was introverted, and I experienced the despair and discomfort of mental isolation, I can still think of those male classmates, look at the disdain and banter in my eyes, I still remember to this day, at that time, I was only promised, and the three years of junior high school were muddy, and the mental isolation was still so uncomfortable, it is hard to imagine how desperate the physical bullying of the skull was broken and buried alive.