"We, are we in the capital?"

Luo Xin'er looked at the somewhat familiar scenery around her and couldn't help asking.

When she was a child, her father had taken her to the capital and taken her to swim in this Xuanwu Lake, and she still had some impressions.

"Yes! The capital has arrived. ”

Lin Xiuran replied.

"After a while, let's take incense and candles and tributes and pay homage, for you have not been to your father's grave for a long time. ”

Lin Xiuran looked at Luo Xin'er's sick appearance, and remembered her past experience, he felt a little pity for her, and couldn't bear to tease her anymore.

"Hmm!"

Luo Xin'er revisited the old place, a little sad, nodded obediently, and said: "My father's grave has not been cleaned for a long time, I'm afraid it is all deserted, I want to renovate it to make him more comfortable." ”

"Good!"

Lin Xiuran solemnly agreed.

......

Soon, the three of them went ashore, went to the bazaar, bought some worship supplies, and then went to Jinfeng Mountain, where the tomb of Luogui Mountain was located.

It was a sunny and sunny day, which was a good day.

It was about the joy of being able to see her father again that made Luo Xin'er's sick body a little more strength, and she could walk without Lin Xiuran's support.

Hua Jieyu was naturally very happy to see Luo Xin'er regain her "health", and chattered with her along the way, helping her relieve her boredom in recent days.

Lin Xiuran carried two heavy baskets of things and followed them not far away, feeling at ease as his porter.

"Sister, what kind of person is your father?"

Hua Xie Yu asked curiously.

"I ...... I don't know, I can't remember clearly, probably, he's a very serious person!"

Luo Xin'er only has memories of her father when she was a child, at that time, he always did not smile, and often stood in the yard without saying a word and looked at the sky, looking at it all day.

Sometimes I like to drink, but the amount of alcohol is not good, but after a few sips, I get drunk, sleep on the table, and sit on the floor.

Other than that, it seems, there is no other impression.

"My dad is a person who loves to laugh, but he is a little stubborn, he thinks he is right about everything, and he controls me everywhere!"

Hua Jieyu's father also passed away.

It's just that her impression of her father is not as rare as Luo Xin'er.

By the time her father died, she was sensible and had reached the age of marriage.

At that time, he refused to let himself be a maid in the Lin Mansion, and forced himself to marry a forty-year-old Xiucai to fill the house.

It's a good thing she didn't listen to him, otherwise, I don't know what kind of life I live now?

"Actually, that's good!"

Luo Xin'er sighed a little.

Hua Jieyu's father, although he managed her everywhere and forced her, he was always good for her, although the method was not necessarily right.

She is not like herself, she is a child who is not hurt by her father and mother, and she is not controlled by her father.

"Oops, oops, I said the wrong thing, let's say something else!"

Hua Jieyu immediately noticed that Luo Xin'er was a little sad again, and couldn't help but immediately open the topic.

"Hee-hee, it's okay. ”

Luo Xin'er couldn't help but smile when she saw Hua Xie Yu so flustered.

In fact, these have passed, and now, she has a father-in-law, someone who loves her, and these painful memories are nothing.

......

Before they knew it, the three of them had arrived at Jinfeng Mountain.

At this time, it was not Qingming, and there were not many people who came to sweep the tomb, only occasionally some people climbed the mountain.

Luo Xin'er asked the old man guarding the mountain, and according to her vague memory, she actually found the tombs of her father and mother in a huge mountain field.

It was a joint burial tomb.

When her mother died before her father, her father erected the tomb and erected a tombstone, and later, her father himself lay down in this tomb, and she lost her parents all of a sudden, and she has been displaced ever since.

It's just that when she saw her father's grave again, the scene in front of her was not as overgrown and panicked as Luo Xin'er imagined.

There is not a single barren grass on the grave bag, the words on the tombstone are still new, and the stone steps are cleaned cleanly, not at all like a deserted grave that has not been taken care of for more than ten years.

"This ......"

Luo Xin'er was a little surprised, but more importantly, she was puzzled.

However, she was relieved.

Maybe, maybe he married Xianggong, a member of Xianggong's family, and sent someone to clean it up!

That's right, after all, she is the young lady of the Ningtang Lin family!

However, the truth does not seem to be the case.

Not far away, an old woodcutter came, he watched the three people come to the tomb with incense and candles, three animals, melons and fruits, and couldn't help but stop curiously, and asked: "Little master, little lady, are you the descendants of the owner of this tomb?"

"Exactly!"

Luo Xin'er heard the old woodcutter's words, and couldn't help but agree.

She couldn't help asking, "Uncle, what do you know?" Who cleaned this tomb?"

The old woodcutter shook his head and said: "No one came to clean it, this tomb, the feng shui is very good, the birds dare not drop dung on the branches, and the leaves can't float in front of the grave, so we don't need to clean it at all.

"Is this true?"

Luo Xin'er was somewhat surprised.

In her memory, her father Luo Guishan has never been a supernatural person, he is just an ordinary father.

"Of course it's true, not only these miles, the old Li Tou who lives under the mountain once went into the mountain to collect medicine, and was attacked by several wolves at night, and almost died, but thanks to his panic and fled here, he escaped the attack of the wolves. When the wild wolves saw him hiding by the grave, they did not dare to take a step forward, and after keeping watch all night, they all ran away at dawn, and it was very magical. ”

Luo Xin'er was a little dizzy when she heard it.

Perhaps, I was able to meet such a good person as Xianggong, and it was also thanks to my father!

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I still have to go up the mountain to chop wood, old man! Don't disturb the little master, the little lady is worshipping her ancestors!"

The old woodcutter had his woodcutter in his hand and the wooden pole on his shoulder, and walked away.

Luo Xin'er and Hua Xie Yu saw him go away, so they began to put three animals, melons and fruits in front of the grave, and lit incense and candles to prepare for worship.

And Lin Xiuran, when he heard about the miracle here, started his own divine sense scanning.

He came to find clues about the cause and effect of Luo Xin'er's body and the black dead air, so he naturally wanted to find out the reason for the strangeness here.

"Huh?"

It's a pity that even if he uses his divine sense to the limit, he can't detect the strangeness of this place.

This tomb, in his opinion, is unremarkable, and there is no miracle at all, let alone find out the reason for the miracle here.

But what the old woodcutter said, he observed through his divine sense, and there was no lie at all.

This kind of strange situation is the first time Lin Xiuran has encountered it.

There are only two possible scenarios for this to happen.

First, there is really nothing strange here, but it is just hearsay and rumors.

The second is the cultivation of the person who casts the spell here, above him, who was once enlightened.

But is this possible?

......

Meanwhile.

Infinite distance, indescribable, a middle-aged Confucian in green clothes stood expressionlessly in front of a chaotic place.

With a wave of his hand, chaos opened.

As soon as he lifted his hand, the mountains rose.

When he pinches the soil, there will be humans, when he throws the branches, there will be flying dragons, and when he spit out his breath, there will be time and everything.

He is the creator of this world.

He is a true man of the mountain.

......