Because it was late at night, Lu Feng did not make a sound to disturb the disciples of the Ping Ling Sect. He sat on the wooden wheelchair and pushed it to the table in the room, where he drank tea to relieve hangover.
Look around.
Sikong Tong's room is very simple, but within this simplicity, there is a sense of warmth.
Most of the furniture is made of red poplar, rosewood and peach wood, all of which contain a strong scent of solar essence and have the effect of warding off evil spirits and driving away disasters.
It can be said that the use of such wooden tools is relatively common among forces specializing in the tomb realm, and Lu Feng has also heard of this.
I walked straight to a wooden frame area and saw a variety of handmade ceramic objects placed in the grids. There was a small piece of wood under each item to introduce the details of each item.
Lu Feng learned through the wood chips that there were as many as twenty or thirty objects, large and small, on the shelf in front of him. They all originated from the tombs and treasure troves that Sikong Tong had personally experienced.
Among them, there are those who are led by their fathers and elders, and there are also those who go it alone.
Every time she went through a place alive, when she came back, she would secretly make a replica and place it in her house, warning herself of the dangers she had experienced and the flaws and shortcomings she encountered.
These are her most precious treasures and also reflect her life experience.
As for the grid belonging to Jian Chi's Suspicious Tomb, there are no imitations, only an exquisite nanmu brocade box.
There were only eight delicate handwritings carved on the wood piece.
"It's fate to lose it;"
"I'm lucky to have it."
Lu Feng murmured, and for some reason, he felt an indescribable sadness and discomfort in these eight words.
It was as if I had missed something very important.
Out of respect, Lu Feng did not curiously pry into the contents of the brocade box.
It is expected that that should also be Sikongtong's most cherished object.
His eyes subconsciously glanced at the rightmost area of the shelf.
There are a lot of classics placed in the few empty grids there. They look a bit messy and are a bit out of place with the orderly arrangement in the other grids.
Lu Feng subconsciously took a closer look and saw that they were all classics about the cultivation of the Five Elements Realm. After flipping through them, he found that in each of the classics, there were also notes about methods that might help the Five Elements Pure Body Soul Master break through. But at the end of each paragraph, the word "unfeasible" is noted.
"She is..."
The tip of Lu Feng's nose felt inexplicably sore, and he suddenly remembered how Sikong Tong cared about his sudden surge in strength at Jian Chi's Suspect Tomb.
At that time, Lu Feng casually prevaricated, saying that he was almost the same as the Five Elements Pure Body, but he did not expect that the latter would take it so seriously. At one time, he even looked up various information for him, and he has been silently paying for him.
But he knew nothing about it.
Next to this pile of classics, Lu Feng also saw a lot of news reels about what Jun Manlou had bought.
Without waiting to check, he saw his own name on one of the volumes.
It seems that these messages are all about him.
Ever since they parted ways in the Dongyuan Mountains, Sikong Tong had been silently caring about everything about him.
"I'm determined..."
Lu Feng suddenly felt ashamed in his heart, thinking to himself that he had obviously promised his father to take good care of her, but now it seemed that she cared more about him than him.
She didn't even know that there was such a big civil strife in the Bottle Spirit Sect, causing her to bear so much pain and sorrow alone.
It is true that I am somewhat incompetent in this responsibility of taking care of myself.
The softness in Lu Feng's heart was touched, and he suddenly felt a little heartbroken for Sikong Tong.
In Ge Rong's room.
Ge Rong looked at Sikong Tong with a dull expression. There was regret and complaint in his eyes, but more of them were loving and distressed.
"What did you think about it?"
Ge Rong's voice seemed a little heavy as he reminded: "Tonight is the best opportunity to tell him everything. For you,
Or it is the best choice for the child in your belly. "
"Aunt Rong, I...I haven't thought about it yet."
Sikong Tong lowered his head in embarrassment and loss, his beautiful and elegant face full of sadness.
She was afraid of the consequences she couldn't bear if she revealed everything.
Afraid that Lu Feng has no male-female affection for her, and this will become a burden for him;
She is even more afraid that after Bai Xue finds out, she will misunderstand her and affect the relationship between the two sisters.
"Tongtong, you can't keep doing this!"
Ge Rong persuaded her with sincerity: "You have to think about your future. Do you want your future children to be like Xiao Shu, born without a father?"
"Xiao Shu's father is no longer here..."
"But your child's father is still alive and well, and he has the right to know about the existence of this bloodline!"
Sikong Tong stared at the ground, looking aggrieved as if he was about to shed tears.
"Aunt Rong...I..."
"I don't know how to talk to him about this."
"At that time... I took the initiative to block his memory."
Ge Rong sighed deeply, "If you feel embarrassed, let Aunt Rong explain it to him for you!"
"No~" Sikong Tong shook his head quickly, tears welling up in his eyes in panic.
A pair of phoenix eyes, indescribably pitiful, making people's hearts almost break just looking at them.
Ge Rong felt Sikong Tong's emotions, and her heart was in pain for a moment.
The rain in the sky gradually stopped, but the night became darker and darker, just like the heaviness in Sikong Tong's heart at this moment.
The two were silent for a long time.
Sikong Tong's eyes gradually became firm, as if he had made a lot of determination, and he said seriously: "Aunt Rong, please accompany me to the snowy area in a few days. I want to meet Xue'er first."
Ge Rong nodded in agreement: "It's better to explain it clearly to her first. We should behave properly and not be afraid of what others say."
"Well," Sikong Tong said bitterly, "By then, no matter how Xueer looks at me, treats me, insults me, scolds me, or hits me, I will accept it."
"What about him?" Ge Rong glanced at the room where Lu Feng was on the other side through the wooden window.
Sikong Tong said in a deep voice: "When Xueyu comes back this time, I will find a suitable opportunity to explain this matter to him clearly. Regardless of whether he has feelings for me or not, he does have the right to know the existence of the child."
Ge Rong nodded kindly and warned: "Go ahead and do it. No matter what happens, remember that Aunt Rong will always be behind you. If he dares to have doubts about the fetus in your belly, tell Aunt Rong , Aunt Rong kept it and ordered his hands to be broken off as well."
"Brother Feng is not such a person."
Sikong Tong smiled softly. She still trusted Lu Feng's character.
This is actually what worries her. She doesn't want Lu Feng to fall in love with her out of this responsibility, but wants him to take on this responsibility because he likes her.
"What about his family? If they have any doubts..."
Ge Rong was still a little uneasy.
Sikong Tong shook his head: "If his family has any doubts, we can perform a bloodline verification ceremony with him after the child is born."
In fact, Sikong Tong had another idea, that is, in the brocade box in the room, there was still a piece of cloth that she had put under her body when she was acting. There were traces of her blood and Lu Feng's blood on it.
But to her, it was the most cherished object, and she didn't want to use it as a threat to tarnish the beauty in her heart.
Think of this.
Sikong Tong suddenly panicked, "He won't find that brocade box when he wakes up, right?"
Then he hurriedly left Ge Rong's room and went straight to Ge Shu's house on the side.
