Xu Feiqiong said, "Just come with me."

The wind soul followed Xu Feiqiong away from Qingyuan Palace to fly to the wild land, and went through the clouds to the East China Sea and flew all the way to the west. Seeing that Xu Feiqiong took him away from heaven and came to people, it was even more surprising to fly in this direction, but he was limited to Xu Feiqiong. Although there are still many things to do in the wild land, what’s wrong with thinking about those things if you really want to let go?
Sometimes I feel that life is in chaos, but I really want to relax myself, but I find that I really don’t have to live in this world. In the twenty-first century, no matter who is missing, the earth will still turn as usual.
They entered the land and flew over mountains and rivers until they came to an ancient town, Xu Feiqiong, and came to a barren forest near the ancient town where weeds were overgrown.
The sky rises from the ground, the clouds are dark and the wind is rustling.
Xu Feiqiong doesn’t fly either, so the weeds cut her body with those thorn grass methods, and the embroidered clothes also stopped her footsteps, so she hung a lot of thorn grass on her skirt.
The wind soul saw that she was silent all the way, although she was puzzled in her heart, she did not ask.
Has been to the depths of the barren forest, where dozens of ancient graves have been located. These ancient graves have been barren for many years, and the mottled fine-hole monuments have been eroded by years of rain, and the handwriting has long been blurred.
Before coming to a monument, Xu Feiqiong stood there and looked at the tombstone motionless. The wind soul accompanied her and wanted to see the handwriting of the monument but could barely recognize the word "Xu Shi"
Xu Feiqiong whispered, "My mother is buried here. Today is the anniversary of her death."
The wind soul suddenly realized that he saw that there were fewer weeds here than other places. Many people knew that it must be that Xu Feiqiong still came to worship from time to time for hundreds of years. I thought that in these three hundred years, she often sighed for Wang Miao’s grave at Yichun Peak in Cangwu Mountain.
This surface is strong and lively, and some sex fairies have a slim side in their hearts.
Actually, from the point of view of Fairy Road, what was buried in the tomb is just a skin. After hundreds of years, her mother has already been reincarnated and reincarnated. Naturally, it has been found that everyone is born of parents. Although monks often talk about abandoning common customs and cutting off worldly desires, it is also easy for them to take advantage of their feelings. It is not the fairy road family that is really incompatible.
If you value family ties, you can cultivate yourself, then Xu Xun and his twelve brothers will not become immortals, and the doctrine of net loyalty and filial piety will be a filial word
The wind soul said, "Your mother was very kind to you when you were a child?"
Xu Feiqiong was quiet and said, "Do you think I am obsessed with my mother’s death because I miss her or because I respect her and love her?"
The wind soul said, "Isn’t it?"
Xu Feiqiong shook his head. "No! If I hate someone in my life, if I forgive someone in my life, that person is her … I will never forgive her. "
The wind soul froze there.
Xu Feiqiong turned to look at him and said, "Remember when you asked me why I took the road of cultivating immortals at an early age?"
Wind Soul said, "I remember … you said you would tell me one day."
Xu Feiqiong said, "At that time, I didn’t really want to cultivate immortality. I wanted to live forever. I was home. I escaped from home and fled to the forest. I never dared to go back because I … killed her myself!"
A thunderous shower suddenly brushed the tombstone and washed away the dead leaves and dust for many days.
Xu Feiqiong said, "My family is also a well-off family. My father was an honest man. At that time, it was at the end of the Three Kingdoms, and it was relatively stable. My father was guarding my grandfather’s troubled times. The Bank of China accumulated a little family business and married my mother. My mother was a prostitute who married my father and soon gave birth to me. She was dissolute and even cheated on other men. Finally, she poisoned my father by collusion with the local Baojia. She declared to the outside world that her father died of illness and that Baojia had arranged for her people around her. Although there were many discussions secretly, she dared to be angry. I dare not say that although I was young, the little girl’s mind was delicate, and they were all too young to avoid me no matter what I said. These rumors and rumors gradually accumulated in my heart like a dragon, but my mother didn’t know how to converge. I finally couldn’t help but persuade her, but she gave her a good beating. That evening, I was poisoned in her soup … It was the poison left when she poisoned her father. "
The rain hit her face and kept flowing, but I couldn’t tell whether it was rain or tears. Her colorful clothes were soaked, and the wind looked at her and felt vaguely sorry for her.
Xu Feiqiong said, "Maybe I didn’t have enough poison. Although she had abdominal pain, she didn’t die. She didn’t think that I was hurting her. She was unwell and scolded me for a while. She also said that she would sell me the next day to realize it. She was just talking about angry words, but I was really scared, so I found a knife from the kitchen and put it quietly behind me to pretend to take care of her … It was the first time in my life that I killed her."
The wind soul took a step forward to her, but she took a step back. The wind soul had to look at this beautiful fairy who showed her sadness and fragility for the first time in front of her.
"Listen to me," Xu Feiqiong said in the rain. "When I killed her, there was resentment and coldness in my heart. I didn’t really feel afraid until I looked at her eyes that died unsatisfied after her death. So I ran out of the house in the dark and never dared to go back. When I lost my way in the barren hills and almost died of thirst, I met a snake demon, so I was saved by her. Although she was a demon, she was a Lingbao Sect. She conceived her body for me, and I really understood what maternal love was. In the end, I became a fairy road, but she should. In these years, sometimes I can’t help but wonder why a kind and beautiful banshee like her will be destroyed, and I, who killed my own mother myself, will become an immortal. Can it be said that the fairy road is really a love road? "
The wind soul said, "It’s a hundred times more difficult for sentient beings to become immortals than human beings. You are not true. If you were a lover, you wouldn’t be here now and you wouldn’t want me to accompany you."
Xu Feiqiong bowed his head and looked dim.
The wind soul lightly sighed and put her arms around the two people’s bodies through wet clothes and handed each other’s heartbeats.
Xu Feiqiong slowly looked up and hit her in the face by several rain particles. She said, "Wind Soul, will you marry me? Is now, right here … "
Chapter 35 Fragrant and Disappeared Stars
The rain slowly subsided.
Xu Feiqiong, the soul of the wind, knelt before the tomb and worshipped three times.
Worship one’s parents.
When they were worshipping, their heads accidentally bumped into each other because they were too close, so they looked up and smiled at each other, and their clothes were stained with mud, but this was obviously not on their minds.
The wind soul said, "It’s a pity that there is no matchmaker, no officiator and no guests who have wronged you so rashly."
Xu Feiqiong said, "What’s the matter? If there is this day, this place, you and me, I will be satisfied even if no one else is there. "
The wind soul picked her up and looked around.
Xu Feiqiong asked, "What do you want to do?"
The wind soul laughed. "After worshipping heaven and earth, of course, you have to get a bridal chamber."
Xu Feiqiong whispered, "Well, here it is."
"Right here?" The wind soul looked around at the tombs and mud on the ground.
These tombs were built hundreds of years ago, and there is nothing cold here. Of course, there will be no ghosts and ghosts. For Feng Soul, this kind of wild combination in the wild is also quite interesting. What he does not understand is Xu Feiqiong’s idea.
After all, this is her mother’s grave.