Chapter Twenty-Three: Leaving Home
"Chen'er! I'm sorry! So I can only let you leave the Xu family, in this way, whether it is for you or the Xu family, it is the best choice. β
After Xu Zijie finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Xu Chen, probably because he was shameless.
Xu Chen nodded silently, but his cheeks kept twitching, this is his home, he came back here with great difficulty, he thought that he could live an ordinary life, but he didn't expect that so many extraordinary things would happen in the past month, and now, he is about to be "driven away".
Of course, no matter what, he still understands Xu Zijie.
If he still stays in the Xu family, if it is really intentional by the Bai family, then maybe the Bai family will confirm his identity at any time, although Xu Chen himself doesn't know what this identity is, but if the Bai family wants to deal with him, it will be easy, and it will also affect the Xu family, others can not regard him as a family member, but he can't help but regard this place as his own home.
Because others have other relatives besides himself, but he has no other home except here.
After pondering for a moment, Xu Chen said softly, "You, can you be sure that Uncle Wu was killed by Bai Poor God?"
"I'm just guessing that it's more likely!"
Xu Zijie hesitated for a moment and shook his head and said, "But it's not certain yet! It's just that you are in danger now, but it's certain." Actually, I've always suspected that even your mother's death had something to do with it, because, after your mother's death, I looked at her body, and there were four tiny bruises on her lower abdomen. But I didn't care about it at first, and it wasn't until Lao Wu died that I vaguely felt that something was wrong. β
As he spoke, Xu Zijie stretched out the index and middle fingers of his right hand, "Look! This is the sword finger, and it is also commonly used by cultivators, if your mother did not die of grief and illness, then those four marks similar to finger marks may have killed your mother with a finger sword." β
"Oh?"
When Xu Chen heard this, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he gritted his teeth and whispered, "If, if you let me know...... I'm going to tear him to pieces. β
Of course, this is just speculation. Even if this is true, I'm afraid we can't do anything at this time, the murderer can enter the Xu Mansion silently, kill people, and leave quietly, this kind of cultivation, is it something I can talk about now?"
Saying that, Xu Zijie shook his head helplessly, "Chen'er! In this world, we can't do whatever we want, with your current cultivation, no! Even if it is my current cultivation, not only can I not take revenge, but I don't have the right to know the truth of the matter!"
After saying this, he was silent for a moment, put his hand into his arms, escaped with a thick stack of silver tickets, and said in a deep voice: "Chen'er! This is the only thing I can do, although I know that this is ...... to you It's a little insignificant to you, and I can't repay you for everything you have done to the Xu family, but this is really the only thing I can do now, don't think about revenge, let's live a good life alone! This is my hope, and it is also your mother's hope. As he spoke, he handed the silver ticket to Xu Chen.
"Heh......"
Xu Chen smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand and took it, although he didn't have too much ** about money, but he would be alone in the future, so naturally he really needed it. What's more, only by taking these silver tickets can the "father" in front of him be comforted a little.
He tried hard to control his emotions, which he learned in the Bai family in the past ten years, and although these silver tickets in his hand were a concern, they were also a "customer eviction order". I don't know when, he has become a guest of the Xu family, or rather, in fact, since he was born, he has only been a guest of the Xu family.
"Yes, life is the most important thing!" Xu Chen slowly stood up, his eyes were slightly hazy, "Father...... Father, let me call you father one last time. You need to take care of yourself. β
Xu Zijie lowered his head and said tremblingly, "Hey!"
"Then ......" Xu Chen choked up a little, and finally tried to squeeze out those words, "Then I'll go!"
Xu Zijie didn't answer, he was still sitting on the ground stupidly, he didn't dare to look up, he was afraid, afraid of parting, afraid of those eyes.
The footsteps grew farther and farther away, but the shame grew closer, and he knew he didn't deserve to be a father, even if not a biological father. Because of selfishness, he left a child alone and alone to earn a living.
He's not alone, he's taken away with a lot of hatred.
"Don't blame me, I'm very selfish, even a little shameless, and let you bear so many responsibilities that are not at your age at all, but if there really is any other way, I will not make up my mind so ruthlessly. β
When Xu Zijie stood up silently and turned his head to take one last look, the lonely figure had long since disappeared.
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A few days later, early one morning.
A puff of cloth walked into Yong'an Town, the brim of his hat was pressed very low, and passers-by couldn't see this person's face clearly, and could only hear the rustling cross talk on his body.
Curious passers-by looked at him with strange eyes, indeed, it was not a rainy day, and he was wearing a swaggering dress through the city, either he had a problem with his brain, or he had a problem with his brain.
This strange man came in front of the gate of the Xu Mansion in a clear and familiar way, looked around for a while, and saw that the two swordsmen guarding the door were a little alert to him, and then he left with interest.
After that, he came to the door of another mansion and stayed for a while, and it was only for a moment, it was the Tang Mansion.
I don't know how long it took, he crossed the entire town of Yong'an and walked out of the town.
Although no one could see his face clearly, from the slightly hesitant footsteps when he left, it can be seen how reluctant he was and how helpless he was.
Coming to the outside of the town, this fluffy robe suddenly looked back, and after taking a closer look at Yong'an Town, he was not very familiar with it, but it was very kind.
After looking at it for a long time, he finally let out a long sigh and walked straight to a carriage not far away.
Next to the carriage stood a man in his forties, his face was swarthy, and he looked like a coachman who had been busy outside all year round.
Seeing the person who was waiting slowly approaching, the coachman shouted a little anxiously: "Uncle, you are late, we have a long way to go to Boyan, and the whole road is extremely desolate. In case you meet a thief who robs the road, don't talk about giving up a few pieces of silver, it's not worth taking your life. β
The man under the cloak didn't speak, just a muffled "um".
The driver thought that the other party was a little annoyed by his words, so he laughed dryly and said, "Hehe, but it doesn't matter, it's not too late, haha!"
The person under the cloak had already come to the side of the car at this time, raised his head slightly and said, "I just delayed for a while, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." β
"Oh! don't worry!
The coachman waved his hand, after all, he took a lot of silver, and he didn't say much, in order to ease the embarrassing atmosphere, the coachman chatted casually.
"Look at your outfit, uncle...... I'm afraid it's not a local, right?
As he spoke, the coachman helped the "cloth" into the carriage.
"Lingyi" stepped into the sedan chair on the carriage in one step, sat down gently, looked up at the smiling coachman, and said coldly: "I have no relatives here!"
"Oh?"
The coachman was puzzled, he was just a casual clichΓ© just now, but he didn't expect the other party to answer like this, "Uncle! This Yong'an Town is located on the frontier, extremely remote, but there is no post station, let alone a government office, even if you are a tolerance, this early morning, where did you live yesterday?"
"Graveyard!"
The tone of the "Lingyi" in the sedan chair was impatient, and he reached out and pulled down the sedan curtain.
"Cemetery?"
The coachman stood for a while, and then muttered with a smirk: "Alas, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, and return it to the cemetery?" Lie to the children!", and as he said that, he sat down on the carriage, raised the whip in his hand, and struck the horse hard.
After a neighing of the horses, they pulled the carriage and drove away, leaving Yong'an Town far behind
In the sedan chair, Lingyi slowly stretched out his left hand, took off the hat on his head, and gently put it to his side, and the left hand that took off the hat only had four fingers.
"Whew!"
Xu Chen exhaled a long breath and sighed slightly, sometimes if you tell the truth, others may not believe you!
In the past few days, Xu Chen has been living in the cemetery, because he has nowhere to go, in the cemetery, he can still accompany his mother more, and his mother is worried.
There is no change in the cemetery, except that there is a brand new tombstone next to his mother's tombstone, which is Lao Wu's.
No one knows the origin of Lao Wu, and no one knows his real name, so only the two words Lao Wu are engraved on it, which is all the impression he left on Yong'an Town.
But fortunately, Lao Wu can serve his original master again.
Xu Chen can't remember how many tears he has shed in the past few days, in front of outsiders, he naturally has to try to stay calm, including that "father", and only in front of his mother, he can cry well, in order to vent the pain in his heart.
He has a lot of choices, after all, he carries a lot of silver tickets, no matter where he goes, he will become a big family, but after a few days of thinking, he still resolutely chose to go to Boyan, to be precise, to go to the Hexagram Mountain, to the Mountain Sect.
He believes that his mother's past can be found there, as well as his own. He believes that the murderer of Lao Wu and the murderer of his mother can be found there.
Although such a move is dangerous, because no one can protect it, the murderer is in the Dushan Sect, and maybe the murderer is spying on him.