The ancients said that the flower blooms in two branches, one for each branch.

A branch of flowers, is the autumn of Xu Yu Village, osmanthus flowers are fragrant. The autumn wind rises, the crab legs are yellow, and the boulevard outside the Qinglian residence is covered with layers of golden fallen leaves, like Lingyuan coins scattered all over the ground, laughing at the Jiang He family who were looted.

A flower is Muxianger. Once flourished, it bloomed in front of Jiang Zuo's eyes. With the funeral of her husband and the death of her family, she was once elegant and noble, and she was a fairy couple, but now it is a flash in the pan and completely defeated.

Mu Xiang'er's desire to survive is slowly dissipating.

An hour after Wang Fugui left, the fog that entangled Jiang Bing'er and Jiang He couldn't move was able to dissipate.

Jiang He, who was untied, rushed to Mu Xiang'er's room for the first time, Jiang He pulled the previous injury when he ran, and his brows were slightly furrowed to hold back the pain.

Compared with these skins of his own, the safety of his mother is more important.

Jiang Bing'er followed, her tears never stopped, when she was trapped, she kept crying very uncontrollably, thinking that when Mu Xiang'er was seriously injured, she was dragged into the room, I don't know what kind of torture she suffered.

The two of them rushed into the room recklessly.

The silence in the room was terrible, except for Mu Xiang'er's faint breathing, everything was deathly silent.

Mu Xiang'er fell on the bed in tatters, covered with traces left by the beast.

Jiang Bing'er saw Mu Xiang'er's torn clothes scattered messily aside, and her eyes were full of tears.

She sobbed with red and swollen eyes, raised her hand to cover Mu Xiang'er, and then ran out to fetch water, wanting to wipe Mu Xiang'er clean.

Jiang He shook Mu Xiang'er lightly and asked eagerly.

"Mother, what's wrong with you, mother, you speak. ”

Mu Xiang'er didn't say a word, her eyes kept staring at the window, her tears had already flowed, her eyes were really dry, she blinked to prove that she was still alive.

Jiang He looked at Mu Xiang'er without saying a word, and he had no love, the raging flames burned in his heart, he clenched his fists again, gritted his teeth and said:

"Mother, I'm going to kill Wang Fugui and avenge you. ”

Jiang Bing'er had just come in with water, and when she heard that Jiang He was going to seek revenge again, she put down the water and grabbed Jiang He's arm.

"Brother, are you crazy, if you go, you will die. ”

Jiang He shook off Jiang Bing'er again, his eyes were cold, his brain had long been blinded by revenge, and then he looked at Jiang Bing'er:

"Take care of my mother. ”

Immediately, Jiang He rushed out of the room, and the goal was very clear - Stone City, Wang Fugui

After running on the sheep intestine trail for about half an hour, Jiang He finally slowed down, he bent down, supported his thighs with both hands, gasping for breath, and the beads of sweat on his forehead stopped flowing down.

Although he was tired, Jiang He, who was full of killing intent, still did not stop his steps.

Walking on the path covered by the maple leaves, the warm air carried a breeze and Jiang He's sweat, and the dirt road under his feet creaked with his steps.

As he walked, Jiang He's mind recalled the picture he had once been with his parents.

Every time he traveled far away, his father would use his long sword to carry the family of four, not allowing himself to walk even the slightest way. And now, if he wants revenge, he still has to walk on foot.

Jiang He regretted, why couldn't he be a little angry, if he became stronger, he would not be so aggrieved today, the remorse and self-blame in his heart were intertwined, which made Jiang He's steps even heavier.

"What do you think are the chances of winning today?"

Suddenly, that voice appeared again in the depths of Jiang He's brain.

Jiang He instantly lost his tiredness and stopped.

"Who the hell are you?"

The hoarse voice came slowly

"Qiu Man, or the Buddha of Mida - Qiu. ”

Mida Buddha, an existence that Jiang He dared not imagine, but now he has let himself meet?

Jiang He looked around.

"Senior Qiu, why didn't you show up to speak?"

"Ha, ha, ha, ha. ”

The hoarse voice burst into laughter.

"Boy, did you grow up in the mountains? About ten years ago, I fought a great battle with an old enemy, and at the cost of defeat, I had already returned to the west. ”

Jiang He's face was embarrassed.

"Dead? Then how can you still talk to me. ”

"It's thanks to you, boy. ”

"Me?"

The second monk Jiang He was puzzled, what Qiu Man said was in the clouds, and it was difficult to understand.

"When I returned to the west, the spirit yuan collapsed, and the last trace of spiritual consciousness was scattered in this Mida continent, one in a thousand miles, and I chose you, a child with good qualifications, as the final destination of my spiritual consciousness, and so far I have stayed in your body. ”

"No wonder my father said that when I was born, Fury came to the world, and the golden light shone, it turned out that it was your predecessor's spiritual consciousness that came. ”

Jiang He suddenly realized, but then he looked helpless.

"But senior, you chose the wrong person. ”

Jiang He sighed.

"Alas, I don't have any qualifications, I failed to even awaken, I'm a waste, and now I'm looking for revenge, so I'd better find another place for my predecessors. ”

"Confused! I ask you, what are your chances of winning today?"

Jiang He lowered his head and muttered in a low voice:

"What are the odds? ”

"Then didn't you die in vain? The cultivation of those three is not low. ”

"So what, the revenge of killing my father is not shared. ”

Jiang He's eyes turned red again.

Qiu Man was silent for a while, as if he was doing some kind of ideological struggle, and then spoke.

"When you get stronger, it's not too late to get revenge. ”

Jiang He shook his head again.

"Don't you know my body? I'm good for nothing, how can I talk about getting stronger?"

The old man was a little silent again.

"Alas, I'll tell you the truth, in fact, it's not that you failed to awaken, but you haven't awakened at all. ”

"Unawakened?When I was eight years old, I clearly felt that I had absorbed the power of the spirit of the octagonal tablet. ”

"No, no. Don't be angry when you say it, in fact, you have absorbed so much, and you have been expelled from the stele by the body of the octagonal stele, all because of me. ”

Qiu Man saw that Jiang He was not angry, so he continued.

"On the day my spiritual consciousness entered your body, I fell into a deep sleep, until the day you woke up, a large amount of spiritual yuan was poured into the body, my spiritual consciousness seemed to be induced, and it absorbed itself, and it was for me to absorb a large amount of spiritual yuan, and now I was able to wake up from my deep sleep, that is to say, the day you woke up, a trace of spiritual yuan was not absorbed into the body. ”

"What? You old thing! I said why is my body like a bottomless pit, there is no movement in light absorption, it turns out that it was all absorbed by you, did you also suck up my two Lingyuan Pills?"

Jiang He's ghost was furious, regardless of his three-seven-twenty-one, and scolded at the spiritual sense in his mind.

"Well, this one, it's really a little bit absorbed. ”

"You! get out of my body!"

Jiang He didn't get angry, after such a long trough, he always thought it was his own problem, and now he suddenly told himself that it was this old thing who was making a hindrance, and Jiang He instantly hated him.

"Child, you dissipate your anger, this is not my intention, I was asleep at the time, it was my spiritual instinct to survive, you can't blame me. ”

Qiu Man panicked, he was afraid that the child would drive him away, and he had exhausted all his energy to enter the child's body, and if he changed it, he was afraid that this last trace of spiritual sense would be gone.

"If it weren't for you, my father might not have died, and my mother wouldn't have been humiliated. ”

The more Jiang He spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and he couldn't help but squat down and hug his head.

Qiu Man was silent, and after a long time he was slowly speaking.

"Child, I can help you and lead you to cultivate and become a strong man, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

"Can you help me kill my father-killing enemy?"

Qiu Man replied solemnly:

"I really can't, but as long as you worship me as a teacher, in the end, you will definitely be able to kill your father's enemy with your own hands with your own ability, isn't this the result you have always wanted?"

Jiang He hesitated, he didn't know whether he should believe this Qiu Man who suddenly appeared.

"Hey, you can disagree with me, but you can't question my identity as a hater. ”

"Can you hear what I'm thinking?"

"Your bitter gourd face is about to squeeze out the juice, you are full of hatred and blindness. ”

Jiang He buckled his head in embarrassment.

"Well, I'll trust you once, but don't expect me to call you teacher. It's too late for me to hate you. ”

"Don't call it forget it, I want to ...... back then How many people aspire to be my hated children. It's a pity that I was too high-minded at that time, and no one could look down on me. Now, the man is dead, and there is not even a single apprentice left. ”

"Alright, don't reminisce about the past. ”

With a helpless face, he listened to Qiu Man in his head, and he couldn't stop talking.

"Cut, okay. ”

Jiang He asked again.

"Can you tell me what I should do now?"

"Go home now, you have to think about revenge in the long run, and in a few days go to find some Lingyuan Dan, it can help you awaken a hand, without the octagonal tablet, this Lingyuan Dan is not bad." ”

"Okay, let's go back then. ”

Before leaving, Jiang He looked in the direction of Stone Village, his eyes were still cold.

"Wang Fugui, one day, I will make you regret these decisions you have made. ”

Immediately, Jiang He ran along the same road again.

Back at Qinglian Residence, Jiang Bing'er looked forward to it at the door, and saw Jiang He running in the distance, Jiang Bing'er hurriedly greeted him, and immediately hugged him.

"Brother, Bing'er thought she would never see you again. ”

Jiang He raised his hand to hug Jiang Bing'er.

"I'm sorry, my brother is impulsive, and when my brother becomes stronger, he is looking for revenge on that beast. ”

Jiang Bing'er nodded, and the hand holding Jiang He tightened.

"By the way, Bing'er, how is my mother?"

Jiang Bing'er heard Jiang He's question, her hands trembled, and she gradually let go of Jiang He.

"What's wrong? Bing'er, my mother has an accident?"

Jiang Bing'er hurriedly shook her head.

"No, brother, my mother is in the room, it's just ......"

"Just what?"

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Jiang He's heart, and he hurriedly asked.

"Mother, she, she's a little abnormal. ”