"What's going on?" the man asked.
"In the past, that little stone would call me when he saw me. Yesterday... he acted as if he didn't know me when he saw me." The woman said while recalling yesterday's scene.
"My mother just died, so it's strange that you look so good when I see you." The man disagreed.
"You..." the woman complained: "I originally wanted you to chase Senior Sister Jin back, but who knew you actually killed her!"
As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and he began to cry: "I really never thought it would be like this."
"Okay, okay." The man quickly consoled him: "Didn't I explain this to you yesterday? I also asked you why you suddenly came to ask me. It turns out that you also saw them yesterday!"
"Xiao Lan, you have to believe me, we really don't want to harm her. We just want to find her and ask her what's going on! Who knew she could run so well, she almost ran to the county town."
"She is looking for death. If she encounters a pack of wolves, she can blame us!"
These words added fuel to the fire, and the woman cried even harder: "I don't know what you did, it was me who killed her. She...Senior Sister Jin must hate me to death!"
"Tell me again, what did she tell you that day?" The man frowned.
"I won't tell you. You've asked me this ten or eight times!"
"Okay, you tell me again, this time, I promise it will be the last time!"
"That day," the woman fell into memories: "Senior Sister Jin suddenly found me and asked me to go with her. She said yes, saying that the Zhu family would be destroyed. If I didn't leave, it would be too late..."
"Didn't you ask her what caused the family to be destroyed?"
"Of course I asked, it's not like you don't know," the woman glared at him: "Senior Sister Jin didn't say anything, she just asked me to go with her, saying that seeing as I was so young, she couldn't bear to let me end up here... …”
"Senior Sister Jin is so kind to me, but I...I really didn't know I would kill her!"
The woman suddenly started sobbing again.
The man felt confused and quickly changed the topic. Having been with this woman for a long time, I know that her attention is easily diverted.
"Tell me again, why doesn't that kid recognize you?"
Sure enough, the woman stopped crying again and analyzed:
"If Xiao Shitou really thinks that I killed his mother, then he must hate me very much; if he doesn't know anything, then he should be the same as before when he sees me. Even if it's because my mother just died and doesn't want to talk to me , He shouldn’t have that expression..."
"His expression was like he never knew me."
"So, I suspect that this child has lost his memory!"
"Amnesia? Don't be kidding! What he said and did in the manor yesterday does not sound like he has lost his memory at all..." The man shook his head, not quite believing it.
"That may have been taught by someone. It's even hard to say that it was controlled by someone." Seeing that the man didn't believe her words, the woman became a little anxious: "Brother Feng, my intuition is not wrong. The look in his eyes when he saw me really matched my words." Like a stranger!"
"You also know that my ancestors of the Gu family have some inheritance. Although it is gone now, I have at least heard of this technique of controlling the soul! Brother Feng, think about it, if he is not controlled by others, how can he continue to You don’t want your own spiritual veins either? You’ve seen Little Shitou before, do you think he is such a child!”
This sentence makes sense. The man recalled the scene when he saw this child before, and his behavior was completely different from yesterday.
He finally believed it.
"But why did Jun Guan do this?"
"Isn't eight hundred spiritual stones and a storage bag enough? There is even a spiritual vein!"
The man was eighty-nine percent convinced, and he had one last question: "Even if he is controlled, why do you think that child has lost his memory?"
"These are two different things. The soul is controlled and will act honestly according to other people's arrangements. It does not mean that he has forgotten everything! But when this little stone saw me yesterday, it was really like seeing a stranger."
"The most important thing is that children with amnesia are more likely to be manipulated by magic!"
The man finally believed that this female cultivator still had some family heritage in controlling souls. It's a pity that her family, like many small families, has long since lost its inheritance. It was not until this generation that her descendant with spiritual roots appeared again.
He stood up and put on his clothes.
"Brother Feng, where are you going?" Seeing that the man was leaving, the woman was a little unhappy: "Please stay with me for a while."
"I have to go back to my ancestral home and tell the chief steward about this." The man explained, he took out his flying sword and flew away.
"Brother Feng!" The woman shouted from the ground: "Take me with you."
She had just entered the middle stage of Qi training and could not control the flying sword yet.
"This is not far from the manor. You can go back by yourself!" A response came from afar.
The flying sword flew farther and farther and gradually disappeared into the horizon. Gu Chunlan was left standing alone in a sea of purple flowers.
The evening breeze blew by, blowing up a stray hair on her temples, and seemed to blow away the tenderness and sweetness left here.
A clear tear streaked down her white cheek.
She is not a woman who is in love without knowing it. There are some things that she just doesn't want to think about.
The man left in a hurry and got angry, not because the matter was too important, but because he didn't want to face the problem she just had.
Will those expectations in my heart turn into ridiculous delusions in the end?
She felt a little regretful, maybe she should have left with her senior sister.
…
Zhu Liangfeng came to Tianzhu Peak and soon met the chief steward Zhu Shiya.
Zhu Shiya was pacing back and forth in the study. Yesterday, after he reported the situation to the clan leader, he was severely scolded by the clan leader. Just now, he was summoned by the clan leader again, and then gave him an order: find a way to kill that bitch's child.
"No matter what, keeping that little thief around is always a disaster!" the clan leader said.
This annoyed him to no end. If that little Shitou was just an ordinary child and didn't go to the Zhao family, he would be killed.
But he is now a member of the Zhao family. He has food and accommodation in the Zhao family and doesn't know how to go out. How can you kill him?
Could it be that you went to the Zhao family's house to kill people? Isn't that seeking death?
Besides, if you really kill him, wouldn't that be a slap in the Zhao family's face? People wouldn’t think it was your Zhu family who did it?
He told these concerns to the clan leader, but what he got in return was another scolding from the clan leader.
In the end, the clan leader didn't make it clear what he wanted to do, but just demanded that the little thief be silenced.
What can he do?
It's true that the clan leader just opens his mouth and the steward loses his legs! This big steward seems to be doing well, but when something goes wrong, it's all his own fault.
Besides, deep down, he actually didn't care about telling the little thief to shut up.
He didn't think this little thief knew any secrets. Otherwise, these people were not the only ones who came yesterday. I'm afraid the state palace would have sent people to raid their Zhu family.
Even Jin Qingchen may not know the truth. The Zhu family did an analysis afterwards and believed that she had no chance of discovering the family's secrets.
It was more like she was scared away by something. Maybe it was a nightmare, it was hard to tell if it scared me.
Just when he was upset, Zhu Liangfeng came. He still attached great importance to this junior and quickly called for him to come in.
…
"Seventh Grandpa, my grandson has something to report."
When Zhu Liangfeng saw the chief steward, he hurriedly bowed respectfully. In the hierarchy of Zhu family immortal cultivators, Zhu Shiya was two generations older than him and ranked seventh among his brothers, so Zhu Liangfeng called him "Seventh Grandpa".
Then, he recounted Gu Chunlan's discovery.
"When you say that, I also find it a bit strange. The behavior of those people yesterday seemed more and more like they were acting in a show." Zhu Shiya pondered: "That little girl named Gu, are you really sure that this little thief has amnesia? "
"Gu Chunlan said that there is an eighty-nine percent chance. Master Qi, I'm thinking about it. It's not difficult to handle this matter. One day, I can find an acquaintance of this little thief's former acquaintance and suddenly appear in front of him. It depends on how he behaves. knew."
"Well, who is familiar with this little thief? The girl named Gu is definitely not good. They have met before."
"I am thinking of someone, and he happens to be in the county."
"who?"
"Chen Fugui. I heard that Chen Fugui had a crush on the Jin family at the beginning. When Jin's husband just died, he went to help someone else's house. He was quite familiar with that kid. The little thief called him 'Uncle Fugui'."
"Chen Fugui?" Zhu Shiya muttered the name: "He has a foreign surname and is involved in this matter..."
"Let him go find out about this child. He doesn't know anything else. There won't be any mistakes." Zhu Liangfeng promised.
"Well, I understand."
…
Naturally, Yang Zhen would not know what happened in the Zhu family. After spending a contented afternoon at the Zhao family, he once again entered the stone space at night.
"A good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" He said with a smile to Xiaocao.
Xiaocao ignored him.
"Let's do this." He teased Xiaocao: "If you want to hear the bad news first, just give me a light shock. If..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt a pinprick-like numbness in his fingers, and he cried out "Ouch".
"I want you to be gentle, why are you using so much force?" He rubbed his fingers, and the pain went away as quickly as it came.
"Then let me tell you the bad news first," he spread his hands and said with a heavy expression, "We are almost out of spirit stones."
There was dissatisfaction in Xiaocao.
"Oh," he said immediately, "I have some great news."
"You know, we have spiritual stones, more than two hundred pieces! The spiritual energy of each piece is dozens of times that of this little spirit drop!"
The spiritual energy of a low-grade spiritual stone is about fifty to sixty times that of a spiritual drop, but the exchange ratio is one to one hundred. After all, the spiritual energy impurities in the spiritual drops are higher and the quality is worse.
He suddenly felt a burst of joy spread to him, as if he saw a pure and bright smile.
"However, this spiritual stone is not in my hands yet..."
He explained the morning's assignment in detail. In fact, this is the bad news he wants to say.
Later, he also expressed his plan:
"I plan to go to Fangshi in two days to have a look, but I don't know what I can find that will be useful to me. I heard that most of them are resources for cultivating immortals, and I can't use them even if they are given to me."
Xiaocao also seemed to be silent. After a while, an idea came into his mind.
"You want to see my jade box?" When Yang Zhen came in, she was still holding a jade box in her hand.
"This is the life-extending pill I just mentioned." Yang Zhen opened the jade box and placed it next to Xiaocao: "Look, it is such a small pill. I heard it can extend life by two years. I am going to give it to Grandma Chen , and...hey!"
He saw a stem extending from the grass, quickly wrapping around a pill, and then retracted it.
"Oh! I'm going to give this away!"
Xiaocao ignored him and wrapped the longevity pill. Soon, the pill was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The last bit of residue left fell to the ground.
"Since it's useful to you, then you can eat it." Yang Zhen murmured.
Before he could finish his words, the stem of the grass stretched out again and once again wrapped around a pill.
In his surprised eyes, the elixir also turned into residue.
Then, the stem reaches out again...
This time Yang Zhen was prepared and quickly moved the lid of the jade box away.
"Enough, enough! I want to give this last one away!"
There was a burst of dissatisfaction in Xiaocao.
"I will go to the market to buy you a bunch of elixirs from now on," Yang Zhen promised: "Just leave this one to me, okay?"
The grass slowly retracted its stems and wrapped itself into a ball the size of a broad bean.
After a while, the little ball grew bigger and bigger, as if it was blowing air, and became twice its original size.
When the stems unfolded again, Yang Zhen discovered that the grass had now grown a bud. On both sides of the buds, there are two much thicker stems, like two guards.
At this time, a thought came from Xiaocao again.
"What, you want that wood carving? Can that thing be eaten?" Yang Zhen found the statue of Ancestor Yunxiao. It had been lying a few feet away from Xiaocao since the first day and had not been moved.
Yang Zhen placed the wooden sculpture next to Xiaocao and watched her wrap it up with stems and whiskers.
Then, another stem of the grass hooked his finger.
With a "boom", Yang Zhen felt his mind shake. When he recovered, he found that his consciousness seemed to have entered a new world.
Ahead, two books float quietly in mid-air...
