By the time the steaming sweet cake was served, Fu Yi had already decided to find an opportunity to tell her father and mother about the death of Fu Sleeve.

If they don't say it, they will only have a glimmer of false hope, thinking that the sleeves will be like her, maybe one day they will appear out of thin air. The most important thing is that "flicking sleeves" may really appear out of thin air, but they may not come with good intentions.

"Eat it hot, see if you like it, and if you like it, I'll make more." Su Hui greeted Zhong Yun warmly, and couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke Yi's hair. "Let's see if my mother's craftsmanship has regressed. ”

The sweet cakes are round and snow-white, and there are small flowers lit with red sugar juice on them, with a sweet aroma of heat, and the yard is full of familiar sweet fragrance.

Fu Yi and Zhong Yun habitually poked out their senses, dragged one and stuffed it into their mouths. Su Huixin looked at her eyes with tears on the side, but she smiled with deep crow's feet, her child is now an immortal.

"Delicious!" Zhong Yun took a bite, only to feel that the sweet cake was soft with a little tenacity, and the taste was excellent when chewed, sweet in the mouth, and with a fragrant floral fragrance, which was a taste she had never tasted.

I haven't eaten sweet cakes for a long time, for my mother it was twelve years, but for her it was hundreds of years, one bite at a time, the familiar taste overflowed in her mouth, sweet to the heart.

Su Hui saw that they liked it, and she was as happy as a child, wiped the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and said to the two with a smile: "You all have that bag that can hold a lot of things, right? I'll go make more bags for you, no matter where you go, you can take them out and eat them if you want." ”

Su Huixin had seen many cultivators who had come and gone, and knew that they would not stay in one place all the time, but would continue to go farther and farther.

Although she has a trace of regret, she is more satisfied.

As long as she stood in front of her with her clothes in good shape and told her that she would be safe in the future, she did not ask her daughter to stay, let alone ask her daughter to give up her cultivation and stay with them all the time.

Who wouldn't want to see a bigger world?

After a while, Fu Chengan carried a red and bright long-tailed chicken into the door, he carried the chicken to the height of his chest, and grinned at Fuyi and Zhong Yun: "Look, I met something good as soon as I went, the stall owner said that this is a first-order perfect red-tailed chicken, it is difficult to catch!"

Fu Yi and Zhong Yun smiled naturally and calmly, especially Zhong Yun, one by one, "Uncle is really powerful", "Luck is really good", as if he didn't see that this chicken was not even in the middle of the first order.

Mr. and Mrs. Fu Cheng'an have aged a lot over the years, and they are obviously in their forties, but they look like they are in their early sixties. At this moment, Fu Cheng'an's wrinkled face had a proud and satisfied smile, much younger than the appearance that had just been shaped like dead wood.

The old couple was busy in the back kitchen for a while, and soon came to the yard with a pot of yellow and clear chicken soup, a plate of fried chicken diced, and chicken offal with side dishes and cold salad.

In addition, Su Huixin also prepared a lot of delicious side dishes, and when she saw that Fu Yi and Zhong Yun were satisfied, she became happy.

At the end of a warm and lively dinner, Zhong Yun knew that Fu Yi must be talking to her family about brushing her sleeves, so she proposed to go to Aquarius Mountain to find a place to practice for her, and left Fu House first.

"Girl, what's wrong?" Fu Cheng'an saw Fu Yi's expression, and knew that she had something important to talk about. He didn't dare to ask more about what Fuyi had gone through over the years, and his heart was clenched at the moment, for fear of hearing the unbearable suffering that would make him feel so distressed.

Seeing that his parents were nervous, he took a deep breath and tried to keep his mind calm, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Dad, mother, the sleeves are gone." ”

Fu Cheng'an and Su Hui were stunned when they heard this, and then the two pairs of eyes were like being immersed in water, and they couldn't stop dripping with tears, and they couldn't wipe them out.

Fu Yi briefly told the story of the incident, hiding the true situation of Weiyun Island, and also hiding the fact that he provoked the owner of the island.

After finishing speaking, she solemnly took the hands of the two and persuaded softly: "Dad, mother, I'll send you out of here." Take your grandfather's and grandmother's tombstones with you and start a new life elsewhere. ”

Fu Chengan and Su Hui glanced at each other, smiled and shook their heads tacitly.

"Good girl, Dad knows that you are for our good, and he doesn't want the person who hurt your sister to come back and make trouble. But your mother and I are useless mortals, so why should she, a monk......, waste her efforts on us? We've lived here all our lives! Me and your mother, you and Xiaosleeve, we all grew up here. ”

Fu Cheng'an sighed, but his eyes were full of determination.

"For us, only by being born in our hometown and dying in our hometown can we keep our memories. As long as there are your grandfathers and grandmothers in the memories, you and Xiaosleeve, we are not afraid of death at all. ”

Su Huixin wiped her tears and nodded approvingly, she held Fu Chengan's hand tightly, and gently stroked Fu Yi's head.

"If you live happily, your mother will be happy. In my father's heart, Xiao Sleeve just went to a distant place, and we will meet there sooner or later. Xiaoyi, as long as you live together for us and live hard, we will all live in your heart. ”

The heart that has not fluctuated for a long time is like a soft piece of paper, which is crumpled and stretched, crumpled and a little sour.

She had stopped crying since she was five years old, because the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains did not believe in tears.

And at this moment, the clothes that had to be stiffened when she was alone disappeared without a trace, and she seemed to be sitting here before she was five years old. Fu Yi whimpered uncontrollably, the grievances that had accumulated for hundreds of years, and the hardships that were struggling in a desperate situation all swept away suddenly at this moment.

Gradually, a familiar and strong emotion arose in her heart, which made her unable to hold back her tears.

She wasn't afraid of the sudden emotion, because she knew it was the motivation that kept her alive. In her past and present lives, she has never given up because of this motivation.

Because this emotion is called longing.

She misses everyone who has passed away, holds them in her heart, and leads them to move forward bravely step by step to a broader world.

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When Mr. and Mrs. Fu Cheng'an fell asleep, Fu Yi's mood had returned to calm. She stood under the green melon vine shelf and looked at the ridges and lakes, only to feel that there was a peace and tranquility in her heart that she had not experienced for too long.

She knew it was time.

It is a very dangerous thing to abolish the exercises, she was six or seven percent sure at the beginning, but now she is ten percent and nine percent sure, and the remaining one point is afraid of her pride.

She had told her father and mother at night that she wanted to retreat, and they didn't want to leave the Aquarius Village, so Zhong Yun could just stay at home, and occasionally go to her cave near the mansion to catch the spirit rabbit.

The communication confirmed Zhong Yun's position, and he galloped all the way to the wind, letting the wind blow the skirt and the black hair loosely tied behind his back and the ribbon danced together. Like a sharp sword, she cut through the thick darkness and ran into the distance with a pious heart under the baptism of the moonlight.