readx; "Do you know where your mother's grave is?"

The night is empty, the cold wind in southern Yunnan at night always carries an intoxicating chill, a remote road on the outskirts of Xining City, Chu Feng looked at the eerie appearance of the surrounding woods, and subconsciously asked the woman next to him: "Wasn't you young when you were taken away?" ”

"Suspect that I lied to you and then found someone to kill you?" Yan Qiaoling directly broke through the little bit of caution in Chu Feng's heart and threw out a sentence, evoking a faint sneer: "What's the benefit of that for me?" I was young when I was taken away, but that doesn't mean I'm ignorant, on the contrary, I already have a memory—"

"I don't really know where my mother is buried, but I should know the approximate location."

The embarrassment in his heart was broken by Yan Qiaoling, Chu Feng was not embarrassed, he and Yan Qiaoling had not known each other for a long time, and it was normal to suspect her intentions, otherwise if Chu Feng believed any person who came out, then he would not be able to live today.

The dark and remote revealed the gloomy forest path, and the unique tombs of southern Yunnan could also be seen in the surrounding woods, Chu Feng shuddered and didn't look at it, and continued to follow Yan Qiaoling forward, I don't know why he agreed to Yan Qiaoling to come at that time?

Shaking his head, Chu Feng didn't bother to think about it anymore, he believed that Yan Qiaoling had no malicious intentions, and if he attacked himself, even if he succeeded, Yan Qiaoling would lose his freedom, and now in today's world, Chu Feng felt that there were people who could kill him, but there were very few people who wanted to really keep him.

He was confident that even if the powerhouses of the Ten Heavenly Fury Sevenfold Realm Great Perfection were dispatched, he could also leave calmly.

After walking for half an hour, passing through the gloomy woods, Chu Feng could vaguely hear the sound of a dog barking, his left eye flickered through the night, and a quiet mountain village appeared in his left eye, and he probably knew that this was the place Yan Qiaoling was coming.

It turns out that Yan Qiaoling's mother is from Xining!

The two walked into the quiet countryside, most of the time in the early hours of the night, everyone had already slept, for rural people, it is normal for the sunrise to rest at sunset, at this point in time, no one will come out to do anything with nothing to eat.

Although the dogs in the village kept barking because of the arrival of the two, no one got up to check, and the two came to the end of the village without much hindrance.

Yan Qiaoling stopped at this time and looked at the night ahead, looked up at the moon in the sky and said: "This is Chenjia Village, my mother is from here, when Yan Canghongchen was refining his heart, he passed by here and met my mother, and the two had feelings, and finally had me as a wild seed." ”

Yan Qiaoling's voice was very calm, but Chu Feng could still feel the slight self-deprecation in his words, anyone who was born in vain, and whose father was still missing, and who was raised by his mother with infamy, felt uncomfortable.

Patting Yan Qiaoling's shoulder, Chu Feng rarely comforted this imposing woman: "No matter what the past is, but it's all in the past, look ahead!" ”

Yan Qiaoling rarely showed a smile and nodded, and walked forward with her long legs, Chu Feng followed, but after walking out two steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the quiet countryside behind her, her brows furrowed inadvertently, and for a moment just now, he felt the feeling that someone was watching in the dark.

With a look of doubt on his face, Chu Feng followed Yan Qiaoling quietly, but he had already left vigilance in his heart, and his left eye also looked around the countryside in the night at 360 degrees.

The kind of surveillance just now is definitely not something that ordinary people can make Chu Feng feel, and it is a little weird, but after looking around with his left eye, he can't see any too suspicious people, except for the quiet and sleeping villagers, there are no other people.

Secretly saying that maybe nervous, Chu Feng quickened his pace and followed Yan Qiaoling towards the cemetery.

The figures of the two gradually disappeared at the end of the village, towards the cemetery, and a moment later, a young man dressed in black appeared in the darkness, with a black cloth on his face, and his whole body was flooded with a kind of cold and extremely cold evil aura, and the eyes that were exposed were filled with indifference and contempt.

It seems that this world is a joke in his eyes.

He glanced coldly at the night ahead, the night seemed to be distorted, the young man in black disappeared into the night, only the howling sound of the dog barking became louder and louder, in addition, Chenjiacun was still the same as at the beginning, there was no other abnormality.

Chu Feng and Yan Qiaoling, who were walking a few hundred meters ahead, had already come to a cemetery covering an area of more than 300 acres surrounded by a simple guardrail, and there were five big characters hanging at the gate: Chenjiacun cemetery!

Yan Qiaoling's expression was gloomy and sad, no matter who left her mother, she was still alive, but when she came back, she had to face the cold and ruthless grave, which was a manifestation of heartbreak, suppressing the feeling of wanting to cry in her heart, Yan Qiaoling walked to a simple wooden house in front, and there was a faint light inside.

That's where the night watchers of the Chenjia Village cemetery live.

Yan Qiaoling came to the door, knocked on the dilapidated wooden door gently, and soon there was a sparse sound inside, and then the wooden door opened, and an old man who looked to be in his seventies stood at the door, squinting at Yan Qiaoling in front of the door, and said in surprise: "Yueming!" ”

"Well, aren't you dead?"

Chu Feng, who was standing behind him, smiled stunned, this old man was really interesting, obviously the moon in his mouth should be Yan Qiaoling's mother, it seems that the two of them are still very similar.

"Uncle Mao!" Yan Qiaoling also crossed a touch of helplessness, but she didn't frighten the old man, with a faint smile: "I'm Qiaoling, I'm here to worship my mother." ”

"Qiao Ling?" Uncle Mao didn't feel nervous and nervous because he was knocked on the door of the cemetery in the middle of the night, he frowned and thought when he heard Yan Qiaoling's words, and stretched out his voice for a while: "You are Yueming's daughter, Qiaoling?" ”

Yan Qiaoling nodded: "Yes, I'm back!" ”

Uncle Mao showed a relieved smile, walked out and looked at the tall and moving Yan Qiaoling by the moonlight, as if he was looking at his own child, nodding frequently: "The true resemblance to your mother, at first I thought it was your mother who was resurrected, but it was better for you to come back, for so many years, your mother's grave was lonely, she was a poor person, and she followed someone who shouldn't be in love!" ”

has been in Chenjia Village for more than 70 years, Uncle Mao has watched many people grow up, and Yan Qiaoling's mother is also what he has watched since he was a child, and he never thought that the most beautiful little girl in the village would finally be spurned by everyone, and she died depressed.

Shaking his head and sighing, he didn't want to talk about the past anymore, turned around and went back to the house and took out a flashlight: "Let's go, I'll take you to your mother's grave to see, come at night, if it weren't for the old man, I was born bold, and I would have been scared to death by you!" ”

In the old man's emotion, Yan Qiaoling took Chu Feng to follow along, there was no coldness when she was in the Yan family, nor was she silent with Chu Feng and others, she followed Uncle Mao behind his back and listened to him, they were all polite, and faced it with a humble attitude of a junior, Chu Feng saw it in his eyes, and he could see that Yan Qiaoling's essence was not bad.

After a while, under the leadership of Uncle Mao, he came to a tomb near the edge of the cemetery, a lonely grave, and a simple tombstone, which was only engraved with five words: Chen Yueming's tomb!

Uncle Mao's flashlight shone and said with emotion: "Your mother has been a very sensible and obedient child since she was a child, and she also respects us old people, and the people in the village like her very much, and many people in Shili Eight Villages come to your grandmother to propose marriage, but they are all rejected one by one, in order to let your mother marry into the city and improve your life." ”

"It's a pity that your mother found one by herself, and with you, she died of infamy, and no one took care of the burial, or I paid someone to simply converge, every year Qingming, sweep her tomb, your grandmother and them, they didn't come to see it at all."

As he spoke, Uncle Mao turned around and saw that Yan Qiaoling's eyes were already moist, and patted her shoulder: "Child, don't be sad, your mother must be very happy to see you come back." Then he looked at Chu Feng, who had been following but didn't say a word: "It's just that you have to learn to be smarter, the people outside are too bad, handsome, it's useless!" ”

Chu Feng cried and laughed in his heart, he just came with him, why did he still lie down?

But he also knew that Uncle Mao was a simple rural old man, and tried his best to behave well with a warm smile: "Uncle Mao, if you have something to say, you can say it directly, I'm fine, and don't worry, Qiaoling is already my wife, and I won't let her be the same as her mother, with my personality and my life." ”

Saying these words, Chu Feng was also slightly embarrassed, and he didn't know whether to say it to Uncle Mao, or to Yan Qiaoling's mother who was lying on the ground, but in this case, Uncle Mao was still very comfortable to listen to: "Boy, I like such a direct character, remember your words today, although Qiaoling is no longer in Chenjia Village, she is also a child of our Chenjia Village." ”

Chu Feng nodded slightly.

Yan Qiaoling glanced at Chu Feng in surprise, a trace of surprise flashed over her eyes, and a touch of emotion and complexity crossed her eyes, so she knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed three times to the grave: "Mom, I'm coming back to see you, you won't be lonely again every year in the future, I will come back to see you every year." ”

"My daughter has grown up, you don't have to worry about me, I can take care of myself."

After speaking, he kowtowed three times again, and the tears couldn't help flowing out anymore, this was the first time Chu Feng saw this woman crying, and with a slight sigh, he pulled the woman up and hugged her into his arms: "People can't be resurrected after death, living well is the greatest comfort to your mother, don't be sad, everything starts anew." ”

Uncle Mao nodded slightly in his eyes, feeling that Chu Feng's performance was okay.

Yan Qiaoling was hugged by a man for the first time, and the sad feeling was slightly replaced by shyness, and she pushed Chu Feng away unnaturally, and her tone was a little unnatural: "Can you lend me some money?" ”

Chu Feng blinked his eyes, and then realized that her mother's grave was too simple, and it was okay to come back and repair it.

nodded: "You are my wife, why do you want to borrow it, go back to the wooden house first, I will give Uncle Mao a sum of money and let him repair it." ”