Nine-Tailed Fox Feeding Manual

Dongfang Ying's sudden hug caught Lu Feici by surprise, and also surprised Su Daiyue and others.

Seeing this, Dongfang Rong, who was still proud just now, froze his smile on his face.

"Ah Ping"?

Although Dongfang Rong was born in a foreign sect, he didn't know everything about his family.

The name A Ping reminded him of a certain "well-known" young master of the Dongfang family—that person was a joke in the psychic world and a disgrace to the Dongfang family.

Lu Feici was also in a daze at the moment.

He just learned from Huang Shisan not long ago that He Cong's real name is not He Cong, this is the identity he bought more than a year ago.

So what is the true identity of "self"?

Looking at Dongfang Ying in front of him, the answer is ready to come out.

Lu Feici felt incredible.

Most people hide their names in order to take refuge, but now it seems that there is no need for it.

His surname is Dongfang.

The Dongfang family has a great business, passed down from generation to generation, and most of the troubles encountered can be settled.

Taking a step back, even if he has committed something or offended someone, so that the Dongfang family doesn't want to protect him, at least they will personally solve him instead of letting him live outside.

So what happened more than a year ago that caused him to leave his hometown?

Seeing that he was silent, Dongfang Ying raised her head and asked in doubt, "Ah Ping?"

Lu Feici was speechless, he didn't recognize Dongfang Ying.

This is the most serious problem. He is not familiar with He Cong's previous circle of contacts, who his friends and family are, and he doesn't know them at all.

In City A, few people knew him, and he was easy to fool. Now that he has arrived in the capital, he is right at the gunpoint of the Dongfang family.

Lu Feici struggled for a few seconds, but in the end he could only use his usual excuses to cover up, saying that he had suffered from the high fever of drowning two months ago and lost his memory.

After Dongfang Ying heard this, she was speechless for a while, half shocked and half distressed in her eyes, and gradually became thoughtful again.

After a while, she finally regained her composure and looked around: "This is not a place to talk. Anyway, go back with me first...Those days when you left, my third brother and I missed you very much."

He said with a slight smile: "Welcome home."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Dongfang's main house.

In the temporary guest room, Lu Feici, Yu Xiaohan and the others sat together, looking at each other with four pairs of eyes, speechless.

Just now, Dongfang Ying brought a doctor and an elder with a high level of cultivation. The former was to check his condition, and the latter was basically to check whether he had been possessed.

After all, the theory of amnesia is too dramatic, and Dongfang Ying has to be careful.

Fortunately, the degree of fusion between my soul and this body is quite high, as if I was born here, without any flaws.

After many tests, Dongfang Ying finally felt relieved, hugged him again, and told him his original identity little by little——

"Your name is He Cong. Your name is Dongfang Ping. You are the uncle's only son."

The uncle she mentioned is the current head of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Jue.

This news was a blow to Lu Feici, putting him in an embarrassing situation.

There are already many mysteries in him, and he didn't expect that He Cong is also a person with a story.

This identity will draw attention to his every move in the future, and some of his secrets will become much easier to reveal.

"You may not believe it, but I really don't remember the past." After Dongfang Ying left, facing the curious eyes of the other three who dared not ask more questions, Lu Feici finally chose to speak up.

The fox was lying on his lap, but he just moved his body to a more comfortable position.

It actually doesn't mind whether this guy's surname is He or Dongfang, as long as he stays by his side all the time.

"It's okay, Brother Cong, I trust you!" Yu Xiaohan said, "If you remembered your identity, you would have returned to the capital long ago. What tasks do you still take to make money?"

Lu Feici smiled, then sighed again: "It's easy to explain to you, but I'm afraid others won't believe it..."

"Who is that sister Ying just now? I think she loves you very much. Even the fox let you in, so she won't doubt you." Yu Xiaohan pointed to the white fur on his knee.

The Dongfang family's old house is not easy to enter, but Lu Feici only said that this is the spirit fox he raised, but Dongfangying let him go without asking.

Su Daiyue still looked puzzled, not because she didn't believe Lu Feici, but because she vaguely remembered some rumors about this young master of the East.

She was not a gossip person, but this young master is really famous.

The Eastern Patriarch only had one son, but he didn't want to mention it.

Because this son was born with only one spiritual root, he was a pseudo-psychic.

A family genius with ten spiritual roots gave birth to a waste of spiritual roots, which suddenly became a laughing stock in the psychic circle.

The Dongfang family completely gave up on this extremely talented young master, did not accumulate any resources on him, and did not find anyone to help him broaden his spiritual veins. He completely let him fend for himself, so he could not gather together until he became an adult. gas.

Patriarch Dongfang didn't take him with him on any occasion, nor let him show up.As time passed, there were rumors in the market that Dongfang Ping was extremely ugly, suffering from a serious disease, and other bad influences, which made the Patriarch Dongfang embarrassed to take him out.

Ah Chen asked: "Then what should we do now?"

Lu Feici replied: "Everything is as usual. I am also very surprised now, but this does not prevent us from participating. We have already signed up for this competition, so you should prepare well first."

As soon as the voice fell, someone knocked on the door again.

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper stood at the door, bowed and said: "Young master, the owner of the house is back, and I want you to come over."

Lu Feici's heart skipped a beat.

Dongfang is definitely not only the celestial master, but also the father of the owner of this body.

Although he didn't know the rumors about Dongfang Ping, he knew that "he" was definitely not welcome here.

Because when he first wore it, he couldn't even gather Qi.

It stands to reason that with the family background of the Dongfang family, it would be no problem to use all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures to forcibly smash him to the Xuan level.

During the year he disappeared, it was not difficult to find him back.

However, no.

He Cong is cautious and even has a low self-esteem. He doesn't look like the kind of child who was favored since childhood.

Although Dongfang Ying treated him well, she was only a junior after all, and there must be elders in her family who didn't like him.

The Eastern Patriarch doesn't like him.

Lu Feici followed his servants into the inner courtyard and came to the door of a house.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A majestic and stern voice came from inside the door.

Lu Feici walked in, it was a study room.

He opened his mouth and wanted to call "Father" according to Dongfang Ping's identity, but he felt awkward.

The Patriarch Dongfang stood in front of the bookshelf with his hands behind his back, leaving behind a tall and stalwart back, without speaking.

There was silence in the room.

"I heard from Ying'er that you have lost your memory." After a while, Patriarch Dongfang spoke, his voice was cold, without any joy of reunion after a long absence, "Do you still recognize my father?"

Lu Feici softly uttered a nasal "hmm".

Patriarch Dongfang was silent for a moment, and continued: "You should have been crazy enough these days. From today on, you should be raised in the backyard, and you are not allowed to go out without my order. Go down."

Lu Feici raised his head suddenly. He knew that Patriarch Dongfang probably didn't like him, but he didn't expect to dislike him so thoroughly.

His son had been missing for a year, but he didn't turn his head to look at it from the beginning to the end, and let himself go down.

And what does it mean not to go out, house arrest in disguise?

"Sorry." Lu Feici shook his head, "My friend and I signed up for next week's psychic competition, and I'm going to participate."

Patriarch Dongfang moved his body when he heard the words, and finally turned his head.

He has sharp and deep black eyes like an eagle, and the corners of his eyes are engraved by wind and frost, but he can still see the handsomeness of his youth.

Patriarch Dongfang raised his eyes to look at him, his expression calm and pretentious: "What are you doing? Are you embarrassing?"

It was obviously a sarcasm, but it seemed reasonable when it came out of Dongfang Jue's mouth.

His voice was emotionless, as if he was just stating a fact.

"I just want to give it a try." Lu Feici met his gaze calmly, "I sign up for the competition with the identity of He Cong, and if I lose it, I will lose myself."

"No." Patriarch Dongfang vetoed him again, "Go down."

"If you don't let me go, at least give me a reason." Lu Feici stepped forward and said.

"Since that incident, you have grown a lot more courageous." Patriarch Dongfang said expressionlessly, neither surprised nor angry.

He didn't answer Lu Feici's question, but asked: "Didn't you say that you lost your memory, do you still remember why you ran away from home?"

Lu Feici was taken aback for a moment, why did he run away from home by himself?

With his temperament, he can bear being bullied, but he still has such a temperament, and he has been away for more than a year?

No, something must have happened more than a year ago, which made him emotionally outburst or disheartened, so he decided to leave.

Lu Feici shook his head: "Why?"

"It's best for you to forget." Dongfang Jue said, "The Dongfang family can afford you. As long as you stay at home quietly and don't go out to cause trouble, I will guarantee that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

"What I want is not to have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life." Lu Feici said, "If you can't give me a valid reason, then I'm sorry, but I will still participate in the psychic competition next week."

His bow and arrows are there, and he will try them anyway.

Lu Feici bowed: "You can rest." As he spoke, he turned around and left.

The moment his hand touched the door, a terrible coercion came, which made his hair stand up and he couldn't move.

The surrounding atmosphere changed instantly, and it seemed that even the aura in the air was trembling.

The power of the celestial master is a force that he cannot resist today.

Dongfang Jue got up and walked slowly.

Lu Feici broke out in a cold sweat, holding on to the door, his legs were trembling.

It was obviously just an invisible pressure, but all the bones in his body were crushed with pain.

He raised his eyes dripping with cold sweat, and at that moment, he saw very complicated emotions in Patriarch Dongfang's eyes.

"One day, you will understand why I did this..." Dongfang Jue closed his eyes and sighed, hiding all the emotions in his black eyes.

At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and drew a few strokes in the air.

At his level of cultivation, there is no need for paper talismans as a medium, everything can be a talisman.

Lu Feici narrowed his eyes, and instantly recognized what talisman he was drawing——

He wants to seal his spiritual veins!

"Why, why..." Lu Feici, crumbling under the strong pressure, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

For the relationship between father and son, blood is thicker than water, why on earth do you want to do this?