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Fang Shiyi: "Do I have tinnitus?"

The city lord shook his head: "You heard it right, the monks recorded in the biographies in the Jade Slips are your ancestors."

my own mother.

Fang Shiyi thought to himself, this crow's mouth is really saying something.

He sat opposite the city lord and pondered for a while: "How did the city lord know?"

"Because your father and I are close friends."

Fang Shiyi's expression went blank for a moment.

The word father was too far away from him.

He was abandoned since he was a child and was picked up and raised by an old beggar. If it weren't for the old beggar, he might have starved to death in his infancy.

When he was a child, he followed the old beggar all over the street to beg, and when he was so cold-eyed, he looked at the crowds on the street and couldn't help but wonder, could there be his parents among them?

Later, when he saw the child being held by his parents, he thought, I am not envious, I have an old beggar.

Gradually growing up as an adult, it seems that where I came from is not worth mentioning.Fang Shiyi regards himself as something that popped out from the cracks in the rocks, grew out of the bamboo forest, or washed out from the banks washed by the river.

This flesh and blood body should be regarded as a gift from God.

When you are a mortal, you have an old beggar, and when you become a monk, you have a master. He does not lack anything.

Fang Shiyi thought he didn't care.

But at this moment, he heard his own difficult voice: "You know me... Dad?"

"Your father and your mother are highly cultivated, righteous, and have a very good relationship," the city lord was silent for a while, "They didn't mean to abandon you."

"I thought my parents were ordinary mortals." Fang Shiyi was confused, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Then why don't they want me?"

The city lord sighed softly, his pale face getting heavier: "Do you know the origin of your surname?"

Before Fang Shiyi could speak, he continued on his own, "Thousands of years ago, the Fang family used to be a common surname, and today's four great families are nothing compared to your family. On the Yungu, the boundary line with the Yaozu, it is hated by the Yaozu. Before the Yungu War, the Fang family was attacked by the Yaozu, and their vitality was seriously injured. Later, the ancestors of the Fang family fell on the battlefield, and the Fang family fell into a thousand feet from then on."

Fang Shiyi stopped talking.

"Your Zeng family has a great career, and the enemy family is not limited to the monster clan. When the war is over, there will be enemies coming to the door. The Fang family is not as good as the previous generation, and gradually declines, but the enemies emerge in endlessly. It is not necessarily true that the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs," the city owner coughed. After a few times, he smiled mockingly, "It's all because of greedy words."

"The Fang family has a treasury, which is hidden in the ancient battlefield. It is rumored that there is the supreme sword 'Pierce' in it, which cuts the sky and shakes the earth, as well as the supreme practice book and countless spiritual treasures. Only the descendants of the Fang family Knowing where to get in and how to get in, the descendants of the Fang family hide and hide until your father's generation."

"Your father's name is Fang Xiehong. He has high talent and quick practice. He didn't want to be so useless. He stood up and stood upright. More than a hundred years ago, he also participated in the vicious battle to kill the evil dragon monster."

"Those villains didn't dare to confront him head-on, so they pretended to approach him. I persuaded him several times, but he didn't take it to heart. In the end, he was killed together with your mother."

The room was silent, and the backflowing and cold fragrance was diffused. Chen Juan was embarrassed to be drunk again, and sat upright silently.

Fang Shiyi was quiet for a long time, his hand pressed firmly on the Wangshu sword, his veins stretched out: "Who is it?"

"Too many." The city lord poured a cup of tea, gently pushed it to him, looked at him for a while, and lowered his eyes lonely, "I know, those who can be killed will be killed by me, your master, and your third uncle." solved."

Fang Shiyi looked up at Lu Tingchi, and thought, no wonder Third Master Uncle is cold-hearted but treats him very well.

He had seen Fang's family in books and heard about it in Mr. Yi's class, but he didn't take it seriously, thinking that it had nothing to do with him.

There are many people with the surname Fang in the world.

But it turned out that those were all people who were related to him by blood.

"Before your parents had an accident, they seemed to have a premonition and handed you over to an old servant. Unfortunately, they believed in the wrong person. The old servant was afraid of getting into trouble, so he found a place and lost you. Your master and I have been looking for you for many years , he took the first step."

The city lord hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and touched his head tentatively: "You look very similar to your father. Shanhaimen is a good place, hide you inside, and no one will dare to touch you." Finally, he was not convinced Added as if, "But I, Bai Yujing, am not a place where anyone can run wild."

Fang Shiyi and him looked at each other, and all he could sense was sincerity and pity, which was the care and love of the elders for the younger ones.

"...Master never told me this." Fang Suyi finally said.

Lu Tingchi was at the side, and said, "If you hadn't found out that your ancestors were above you, we wouldn't tell you for the time being."

Fang Shiyi was stunned: "Why?"

"Your master doesn't want you to live in hatred." Lu Tingchi rarely showed a little gentleness, "And those people failed to find the treasure house of the Fang family as they wished. If they knew of your existence, it would be hard to predict what would happen. Artificially Wealth and death, your father doesn't understand the dangers of the human heart, and we don't want you to experience it again after learning the lesson."

Fang Shiyi took a sip of tea, and the boiling blood cooled down a bit—he smiled wryly: "Let me take my time first."

I didn't expect to come here unintentionally, but I would reap the secrets of my life experience.

Still so heavy.

After the young man standing next to Lu Tingchi listened, his eyes were filled with bewilderment, and he tilted his head to look at Lu Tingchi: "Brother Lu, Fang Xiehong...is it also someone I knew?"

"Well," Lu Tingchi looked gentle, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it."

A young man named Chenghe took out a jade tablet: "I asked my brother to make this jade tablet, and store every bit of my daily encounters in it, so that even if I forget it after seven days, I can look at it again and you will be able to see it again." Know."

Lu Tingchi was quiet for a while, for some reason, his eyes seemed desolate and bitter, he touched the bell on his wrist, but smiled: "Okay, after that seven days, I will still be friends with you."

Fang Shiyi slowed down, and was asking the city lord about his parents in a low voice, when he heard the sound, he raised his head in surprise: "Does this senior have no memory?"

Chen Jue hummed and said: "Senior Lin Chenghe participated in killing the big monster back then, and the big monster fought back before he died. He and your third uncle suffered that trick. Your third uncle saw nothing wrong with it, but Senior Lin After you leave the customs, you will forget your past every seven days, and you will be like a newborn. If he doesn’t recognize you in a few days, you can just go up and tell him your name, he has a sign on his body now.”

It's easy to say.

Lin Chenghe smiled helplessly, while Lu Tingchi folded his hands and looked away, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

Fang Shiyi's heart trembled, remembering that when the fourth uncle was chatting, he said that Lu Ting had been busy for a hundred years, and had been looking for all kinds of tricks and secret recipes.

If it is correct, it should be to get rid of Lin Chenghe's strange disease.

Everyone in the room has their own pain, but they are not the ones who dwell on the pain, and after the depression is over, they cheer up again.The city lord caressed the Fuyu Jane and asked: "There should be only a few sentences about the Fang family in the book, and the person who wrote the book is just guilty—your father told me the things contained in it. What are you looking for?"

Fang Shiyi paused: "I have an important person who was poisoned. If I can find the person recorded in it... my ancestor's cave, I can save his life."

He spoke vaguely, Wen Xiuyue's cultivation base can be regarded as the No. nearby."

Fang Shiyi lowered his eyes, and nodded after a while: "I see."

"You want to go to the treasure house alone?"

Fang Shiyi pretended not to understand: "I am a descendant of the Fang family, the old ancestors will not give me this face, right?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Lu Tingchi tapped the table, "The ancient battlefield was violent, with countless illusions, and extremely dangerous. I don't worry if you go alone."

The city lord nodded sullenly.

Fang Shiyi smiled: "Will the Third Martial Uncle accompany me? I brought my junior brother out, and I wanted to trouble you to send him back to Shanhaimen."

Lu Tingchi paused with his fingertips: "Your junior brother should also be taken along."

"Ok?"

Lu Tingchi said calmly, "It's used to save my life."