Wen Yi saw Wen San's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, her heart chuckled, and her momentum suddenly rose a few points, and said, "Say!"

Wen San still lowered his head, and said slowly in a dull voice: "A few days ago, the cult was active in the Yuntian Palace, and I didn't know what the plot was, so my uncle and my father led a group of disciples to investigate.

"Who knew that the people of the cult were cunning and introduced my uncle and my father into the depths of the core of Yandang Mountain. Under the attack of the cult and the six-fold Peng Que of the Purple Mansion, my uncle and my father fought to the death to protect the disciples from escaping, and then fell into a desperate situation. ”

"In the end, after my father escaped from the siege and returned to Yuntian Palace, he only brought back my uncle's ...... Uncle's ...... Corpse ......"

Wen Yijiao's body trembled, then she calmed down and asked, "Why didn't Beitang come over?"

She couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart, Beitangqiu was powerful, how could she say that she would die. And it stands to reason that it should be Beitangyi's biological son, who came to report the funeral.

Han Rou and Mu Wanfeng were also very surprised, they both knew very well that Beitangqiu was definitely still in Yuntian Palace, alive and well.

However, Mu Wanfeng immediately understood that he had heard of the matter between Wen Yi and Beitangqiu, and he also knew that Wen San wanted to deceive Wen Yi at this time.

But Han Rou didn't know about these twists and turns, and as soon as she wanted to speak, she was stopped by Mu Wanfeng without a trace.

Wen San sighed, and said: "As soon as my uncle died, my cousin said that he would keep filial piety for him for three years, let us come over, because I hope that after my uncle's death, your family can be reunited once, which is my cousin's long-standing wish." ”

Wen Yi's gaze shifted to the sheets, believing Wen San's words. Over the years, although he couldn't forgive Beitang Qiu, he still felt sorry for Beitang.

"Auntie, you, you mourn ......," Wen San said with some guilt.

Wen Yi didn't know that Wen San had a ghost in his heart, and seeing the guilt on his face, he was even more convinced of the news that Beitangqiu had died.

"Festival mourning?" Wen Yi's tone trembled a little, and she said loudly: "What kind of mourning?

Wen San saw Wen Yi's eyes, and he had been lingering on the sheets, so he understood that there was a play, and hit the railroad while it was hot: "Uncle said before he died, this is the only thing related to you except for my cousin, and I have been cherishing it for more than 20 years." ”

"He asked my father to give you something like this, and he said he owed you...... I can't pay it back......"

Wen Yi stopped talking, she couldn't see joy or sorrow from her expression, she just stood dumbfounded, and the room fell into a deathly silence.

She was silent for almost a cup of tea, folded the sheets again, picked up the box, and walked out of the room without saying a word.

Wen Ya was a little worried about her, so she got up and followed......

What Wen Yi didn't see was that when she turned to leave, the corners of Wen San's mouth hooked up with a smile.

After Wen Yi walked away, Mu Wanfeng said with a smile: "You acted quite really." ”

Wen Sanyang said proudly: "Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, if there is no excitement, you have to find some excitement! ”

Mu Wanfeng gave him a thumbs up, and then asked, "Are you sure you do this?"

Wen Sandao: "My mother said that my aunt used to be the same as those women in the Hundred Flowers Valley you saw, with a lively and cheerful personality. Since that time, it's been this ice cube face. Because of this, I must have always pretended to be my uncle in my heart. ”

"If you stay in the Valley of Hundred Flowers all the time, you won't be able to untie the knot, what my aunt owes is just a reason, and that sheet is a beginning!"

Mu Wanfeng had never experienced that kind of thing, so she asked very curiously, "What is that sheet?"

Wen San smiled mysteriously, and then said cheaply: "The important thing is not the sheets, but the blood on the sheets! More than 20 years ago, my uncle and aunt were on it, rolling around! Beitang Yi's kid took a lot of effort to steal it unconsciously." ”

Han Rou heard it in a fog, but rolling around, she still understood, and took a sip, her cheeks flushed.

Mu Wanfeng rolled her eyes and said, "It's a shame that you can figure it out!"

This kind of bad idea, I'm afraid only Wen San can think of it, and unexpectedly, Wen Er and Wen Yi have been silent just now, obviously acquiescing to Wen San's approach.

The huge Valley of Hundred Flowers naturally does not lack a place for Mu Wanfeng and Han Rou to settle down. But at Wen Ya's request, several people cut down a bamboo forest on the spot, and then built a bamboo house next to it.

In the next period of time, Mu Wanfeng and Han Rou will spend time in this bamboo house.

Han Rou likes rice very much, begging Mu Wanfeng to make a small house for it, and make the rice happy.

Some household items such as beds and bedding also needed to be prepared, and they were busy until the sun went down, and then gradually completed them.

Seeing the completed elegant bamboo house, Mu Wanfeng and Han Rou were also a little happy in their hearts. From now on, this will be the home of the two of them.

Although they are just pretending to be husband and wife, they have a nominal family.

After a few days, Mu Wanfeng gradually integrated into the life of Baihua Valley.

No one here regards him as a plague god and stays away, and no one calls him a romantic man or despises his way of behaving, and he lives very comfortably.

Since Wen San came out with the news of Beitang Qiu's death, on the second day, Wen Yi disappeared into the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and everyone knew what to do.

Wen Ya has a deep attainment in Dan Dao, and explained from the aspect of medicinal properties and pharmacology, which gave Han Rou a profound inspiration.

The two are like mother and daughter, almost all of the time glued together, leaving Mu Wanfeng aside, but Mu Wanfeng himself was also happy.

Early this morning, just after eating, Wen San suddenly remembered a question, so he asked, "Mother, do you know if the meridians are broken, is there any way to treat it?"

Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The meridians are broken, even the valley master can't do anything, why are you asking this?"

Hearing this, Mu Wanfeng didn't show anything, but Han Rou glanced at him and felt a sense of loss.

Even if Wen Sandang recounted the encounter in Yandang Mountain to Wen Ya, the danger was already heard by Han Rou once, and it was still inevitably thrilling.

After talking for half an hour, Wen San was able to finish speaking, his mouth was dry for a while, and he hurriedly poured a large bowl of tea.

Wen Ya's heart was clear, no wonder she felt that Mu Wanfeng only had the realm of forging the ninefold body.

Looking at Mu Wanfeng guiltily, Wen Ya said apologetically: "Wanfeng, you have an accident with Wen San and them, and I am helpless, it's really ......"

"Auntie, what you say is outside, misfortune and blessing are relied on, blessing and misfortune are lurking, I am also considered a blessing in disguise, and my strength is higher than before, not better than mind. Mu Wanfeng waved her hand.

He wasn't worried about the meridians at all, with his mother's jade flute, it was only a matter of time before he recovered.

It's just that no one said this, and he didn't dare to say it.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

The mysterious old man of Yuntian Palace once told him that the two relics involved a lot and should not be easily revealed.

As his strength grew, he also felt more and more that the secrets on his body could lead to death at any time.

The Qinxin Purple Moon Sword was only the first volume, and he felt that he could compete with the Jindan period after a little success.

The old man said that it was two relics of the Horcrux, and it was even more extraordinary, and if it was placed by his side, it could attract blood and recover from injuries on its own, as for the usage, Mu Wanfeng did not figure it out now.

Although there was no way to hear Wen Ya, Wen San was still unwilling. Mu Wanfeng broke the meridians, and he couldn't get rid of them, and the main purpose of this trip was to bring him to the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

"The valley master has no choice, isn't there any grandfather?" Wen Sandao.

Wen Ya sighed, not knowing what to say.

Wen San immediately beckoned Mu Wanfeng to go out, and wanted to go to his grandfather to ask him clearly, Han Rou was concerned about Mu Wanfeng, so she naturally followed.

As soon as he crossed the arched bridge in front of the door, the pug rice barked, so that everyone had to stop.

Rice didn't know what nerves to have, and barked wildly at a person.

Mu Wanfeng looked for prestige, and saw a beautiful man with a graceful demeanor walking along the stream, with fluttering clothes......

When he approached, he didn't care about the barking of the rice, but beckoned to it, and said with a smile: "Little one, come here......

Mu Wanfeng just wanted to say that her dog was only a woman, not a man, but the next moment, everyone's eyes popped out.

The rice actually ran over with a fart, and wagged his tail at the beautiful man, looking flattering.

This scene made Wen San feel shocked, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "Dead dog! Isn't a man untouchable? Where did your festival go?

Rice ignored him, and still rubbed Nanmiko vigorously.

The beautiful man leaned down, stretched out a hand, which was more delicate than a woman, and touched the head of the rice. After thinking about it, he took out a small piece of gold and placed it in front of the rice.

The rice was rolled up on the tongue, and after a few clicks and chews, it was swallowed into the stomach, and then it became more intimate with the man.

Mu Wanfeng was amazed, and couldn't help but say: "Its name is rice, it is a colored dog, except for me, I have never seen it so close to any man." ”

"Oh, is it?" the beautiful man got up and smiled, "Maybe I'm looking at it, and I'm still a woman?"

"Huh?" Mu Wanfeng froze in place, and said for a long time: "If you are a woman, I will definitely like you!"

The beautiful man was also stunned and said, "Are you still ...... It's just as funny as an old friend of mine......"

As soon as Han Rou heard Mu Wanfeng's words, and the man was too beautiful, she became jealous and pinched Mu Wanfeng's arm fiercely.

The beautiful man's eyes glanced at Han Rou, and after a short period of distraction, he smiled: "There is no trace in the snow, I don't know your name?"

"Mu Wanfeng, you can also call me Mu Fengliu, most people call me that. Mu Wanfeng replied.

"Mu Fengliu?" Xue Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "Hehe...... That's a good title for you......"