"Jiaojiao, come out quickly and follow Grandpa back to the Ji family's mansion." At this time, Ji Junyi stood a hundred feet away and shouted loudly.
"I know, I'll go out right now." Ji Jiaojiao was also frightened. She glanced around with some uncertainty, then immediately turned her horse around and galloped outside. She didn't want to stay here for a moment, for fear of being caught.
The sky thunder struck.
Seeing the two people fleeing, Gao Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief as if he had seen off the two gods of plague.
However, when he looked at the ground in front of him that was blackened by lightning, he still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. It seemed that he shouldn't stay here for a long time, otherwise next time Ji Junyi came to talk to him about marriage, I'm afraid not only the house would be wiped out.
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"What are you thinking about? Doesn't it hurt to know that this is a house designed by that little fairy Ji Jiaojiao?" Yan'er's voice was very unkind.
"No, I'm thinking that I definitely can't stay here these two days. I'll go pay my respects to my adoptive mother as soon as possible, and then go back to the west of the city to stay for a while." Gao Fei didn't want to quarrel with Yan'er, after all, he was in a big formation now.
, thunder may land at any time.
Not long after, Gao Fei came to the foot of the mountain half a mile away from the cabin. There was a tomb like a small raised earth bag, sitting alone in front of the mountain.
I don’t know how long it has been since no one has tidied it up. The place is overgrown with weeds, covering the soil.
In front of the tomb, a decayed wooden sign is crumbling, the writing is blurred, and it is unknown how long it has been exposed to wind and rain.
Gao Fei stood in front of the tomb with emotion on his face. He didn't know how long it had been since he paid homage to his adoptive mother. Even in Gao Fei's impression, his adoptive mother's face was a little blurry.
Looking at the grave in front of him, Gao Fei no longer felt sad, and there was only a faint feeling of melancholy and longing in his chest.
"It's been almost ten years, time flies so fast..." Gao Fei sighed, and his adoptive mother's last will and testament before her death vaguely sounded in his ears.
"It is a blessing to not have the talent for cultivation. Mom hopes that you will always be safe and never leave Ji City or the Ji family..."
"Why?" Gao Fei was very puzzled. No one wants their children and grandchildren to be mediocre forever, but his adoptive mother was just the opposite. She expressed this wish with her last breath before she died. This made Gao Fei unable to figure out what she meant.
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"Is it true that being a slave and a maid all her life and being bullied by others is what she wants? You don't have any grudges, right?" Yan'er was very puzzled.
"Would you spend ten years raising your enemy's child and training him to be a domestic slave?" Gao Fei wanted to spit on the skeleton.
"Of course not. If you are worried about future worries, just slap the child to death or give it to ordinary people to raise. There is no need to spend a lot of time. It is simply a waste of time." Yan'er appeared and stood in front of him.
Gao Fei said next to him.
"I'm paying homage to my adoptive mother, what are you doing standing here? Be my woman and watch my mother-in-law?" Gao Fei rolled his eyes.
"Who has become your woman? Are you still shameless?" Yan'er was very dissatisfied and turned her face to one side, but she refused to go away. Gao Fei looked a little confused and said: "This guy doesn't
I know I hit the wrong nerve."
"What are you muttering about? Try again?" Yan'er turned into a woman, as if she was a banished immortal, but her tone seemed very unkind.
"No, I didn't say anything. I was talking to my mother." Gao Fei immediately said seriously: "This is a secret conversation between our mother and son. It is very sacred. Please avoid it."
"Hmph! How do I know if you have said anything bad about me?" Yan'er glared at Gao Fei and said coldly.
"Absolutely not, I'm not that kind of person. Besides, my mother and I naturally talk about some very intimate topics." Gao Fei waved his hand quickly.
"You mean that you and I are not close enough to be a topic of conversation between you and your aunt?" She had sparkling teeth, slightly parted red lips, and said in a cold voice: "So, you and your aunt are not close enough."
Auntie is talking about Ji Jiaojiao?"
"Uncle... aunt?" Gao Fei took a breath of cold air and kept cursing in his heart: "Damn aunt, I don't know how many years older than my mother, you are still aunt, my mother calls you aunt, it's inexplicable!"
But he didn't dare to say this, otherwise he would be beaten by Yan'er again.
"Why aren't you talking? Are you really talking to your aunt about Ji Jiaojiao's marriage? Gao Fei, you are too much!" Yan'er looked unhappy.
"Previously..." Gao Fei suddenly had black hair on his face, and was about to retort, but as soon as he said the words, he saw Yan'er glare at him, and his tone immediately became softer, saying: "Yan'er, I really
I didn’t talk about that kind of thing, I just talked about ordinary cultivation matters.”
"Really or not?" Yan'er was very doubtful, but her face softened and she stood quietly beside her without speaking.
"This woman is really abnormal..." Gao Fei couldn't help but secretly wiped his cold sweat and didn't dare to mutter anymore.
Afterwards, Gao Fei cleared the weeds around the tomb, moved a big stone, cut it into a tombstone with a mysterious treasure, wrote his adoptive mother's name on it, and placed it in front of the tomb. It was already half an hour after he finished doing this.
Yan'er did not escape into the mark of heaven and earth, but stood quietly beside her, watching Gao Fei sort out his adoptive mother's grave.
"Okay!" Gao Fei took a long breath of air after handling all this.
"How could this happen?" Yan'er had been looking at the grave with a strange look on her face and asked: "Little man, are you sure this is the cemetery where your adoptive mother is buried?"
"What do you mean by that?" Gao Fei couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. He couldn't help but look around and said, "The location is right."
"The location is correct? Then you saw your adoptive mother being buried with your own eyes?" Yan'er's face became more and more confused.
"That's right, eight years ago I was ten years old, and I watched my adoptive mother being buried." Gao Fei looked at Yan'er in confusion, his face a little ugly, and he didn't know why Yan'er would ask this.
The deceased was disrespected.
"As if you didn't hear it, this guy is a dead person, so it can't be considered as desecrating the dead." Gao Fei kept comforting himself in his heart.
"This is impossible!" Two beams of light burst out from Yan'er's eyes, and she stared at the grave, her face looking very surprised.
"What are you doing? This is my adoptive mother, please maintain basic respect." Gao Fei suddenly became furious and shouted angrily. Yan'er's behavior was completely blasphemous to the deceased buried underground. Even he could not find it
Bear.
"Little man, it seems that your adoptive mother is not a simple person." The look on Yan'er's face was very confused, but she still smiled sweetly, pointed at the grave and said: "You will know if you see for yourself, what's wrong with you?
It’s definitely a big surprise.”
"What? Surprise? Did something happen to my adoptive mother's grave?" Gao Fei was secretly surprised.
Based on Yan'er's habits, so-called surprises are definitely a disaster for Gao Fei. This guy's thinking is different from ordinary people.
"It's not an accident, but it's definitely a surprise." Yan'er seemed to have thought of something. She looked at Gao Fei with a half-smile, pointed at the grave and said, "If I'm not wrong, if it's not someone who hates you, it's someone who hates you."
It’s inevitable.”
"Could it be..." Gao Fei's expression changed, and he activated his delusional eyes to stare at the grave. His expression suddenly became weird.
"This... this... this... hell!" Gao Fei's chin almost hit the ground. He looked at the grave in front of him with disbelief. His whole person stiffened, and his face was a little more shocked and...
Puzzled.
"Bang!" He stepped forward and lifted his adoptive mother's grave away, revealing the almost rotten coffin underneath.
"How could this happen? Eight years ago, I watched my mother being buried with my own eyes. I'm sure I saw it right. Before the burial, I even opened the coffin lid to see my mother for the last time." Gao Fei looked at it with a dazed look on his face.
The coffin below.
The coffin was empty. His mother's body was nowhere to be found. Not even a single bone could be found.
Only at the head of the coffin, a metal box is placed there quietly. Perhaps it has been too long, and the box has long been rusty. In ten or eight years, it will definitely become a pile of scrap metal.
No.
"It seems that you were tricked by your adoptive mother, otherwise your body wouldn't have disappeared." Yan'er pointed at the box with a face full of ridicule.
"Impossible, my adoptive mother is just an ordinary woman. She doesn't know Xuan Gong. She can't deceive the Ji family." Gao Fei frowned, reached out with his big hand, and placed the coffin directly in the metal box inside the coffin.
Take it out.
"Open it and take a look. Maybe your adoptive mother left you an unimaginable gift." Yan'er looked at the iron box curiously.
Gao Fei took a deep breath of air, pressed it lightly with his big hand, and quickly opened the box with a "click!", only to see that the box was wrapped with a layer of oil paper. The oil paper was used to prevent the contents of the box from getting damp, so as not to prematurely
rot.
He peeled off the oil paper and took out a wrapped letter from it. The letter read: Personally signed by Fei'er.
The handwriting was very delicate, obviously written by a woman. Gao Fei just took a glance and confirmed that it was his adoptive mother's handwriting.
"A letter? My mother left me a letter?" Gao Fei looked puzzled and said in a deep voice: "What happened? Why was my mother's letter not given to me directly, but placed in the burial place?"
Inside the coffin?"
"Maybe she doesn't want you to see this letter, so she can only put it in the coffin, slowly rot, and eventually be buried underground." Yan'er speculated on the side.
Gao Fei didn't say anything else. He took a deep breath of air and calmed down. Then he quickly opened the letter. The paper was just ordinary sandpaper, and the handwriting on it was written by the same person.
Looking at the first line of handwriting on the letter, Gao Fei couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart. This was indeed his adoptive mother's handwriting.
"Fei'er, Mom still said what I said, not being able to practice Xuanwu is a blessing. Mom hopes that you will never be able to practice Xuanwu, so that you will never discover the secrets inside the coffin, and then you will always be safe."
This was the first sentence left by Gao Fei's adoptive mother, which made Gao Fei look at the letter as if he heard his adoptive mother talking to him.
But when Gao Fei looked down, the strange feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.