things i don't know

Whether Fu Yuanyi is asleep or awake is different from ordinary people.She may be awake when she closes her eyes, or dreaming when she opens them.

Her world is nothing but darkness except for ghosts.

But she can feel the microscopic world that ordinary people can't understand, such as smelling the temperature of the sun, hearing the flow of air, and the sound of melting snowflakes.

Soft snowflakes slowly fall from the sky, the whole sky is bright and pure, the sun is bright and the snow is white, and the white snow on a sunny day is a very unique and rare beautiful landscape in Wulun Mountains.

When Fu Yuanyi woke up, he couldn't hear any ghost words, and the surrounding was very quiet.

She lay on the soft sofa, changed her clothes, and the wound on her chest was treated meticulously.

She was no longer in the realm of incomprehension, and this familiar feeling made her understand that this was the living room of the Fu family.

The panoramic living room of the Fu family has a large glass window with a 270-degree arc, overlooking the Wulun Mountains.The ceiling is also made of transparent glass. A vigorous Tianzang sacred tree is planted in the southeast. The tall tree crown breaks out of the ceiling and extends to the sky.On sunny days, snow falls on the leaves, making the whole living room bright and white.

"Yuan Yi."

Some hoarse and gentle voices rang in her ears, of course Fu Yuanyi could tell that it was her mother's voice.

Hong Sijin held her hand with a hoarse voice.Fu Junbai was sitting on a chair in the middle of the living room, carefully flipping through the ancient books in his hand, as if he didn't know that Fu Yuanyi had woken up.

Fu Yuanyi couldn't see, but he could smell the special smell of Fu Junbai and Hong Sijin.

The strange thing is that the memory of human sense of smell far exceeds that of the brain. Fu Yuanyi has been away from the Fu family for more than ten years. She thought she had forgotten a lot of things, but when the smells she had smelled before came to her face, she could even peel them off and distinguish them. Identify which are familiar and unchanged and which are unfamiliar.

Fu Yuanyi took his hand out of Hong Sijin's and stood up.She stood in the middle of the living room, neither like a host nor like a guest.

Fu Junbai's eyes did not move away from the book: "Have you thought about it yet?"

Fu Yuanyi let out a "hmm", Fu Junbai was a little surprised, and raised his eyes slightly.

"Give me back what belongs to me." Fu Yuanyi still said the same thing.

Feeling being teased, Fu Junbai put down the book and threatened: "Is this the result you want to understand?"

"I told you, you are the one who doesn't understand. Why did you arrest her to make ghosts?" Fu Yuanyi laughed, "She was a mortal when she was alive, and she was an ordinary ghost after death, and she hasn't even turned into an evil ghost yet. Well, how could the Fu family, who has a big family and a great career, like her? Your proud disciple Qing Tian who is blind in one eye will arrest her and bring her back to the Fu family just to lure me back. It's a pity that I am not interested in your Fu family's tricks of refining ghosts , Mr. Fu can let Qingtian inherit the Fu family, and you can be regarded as the same goal by different routes."

After hearing this, Fu Junbai laughed loudly: "Things that belong to you? You have the nerve to say this. Have you forgotten? The blood on your body is from the Fu family? What you have is given to you by the Fu family. It's mine!? You have the shame! If it wasn't for you!" Fu Junbai pointed at her, "Why does my Fu family need to pass on the skills to outsiders! I gave birth to you and raised you, so you repay your parents like this?!"

Fu Junbai was furious, but Fu Yuanyi remained motionless, and suddenly called out: "Dad."

Fu Junbai's red eyes flickered for a moment, but his posture did not back down in the slightest.

"Dad, you're right. I'm bleeding from the Fu family's blood. As long as the blood doesn't dry up for a moment, you'll still think that I'm inseparable from you." Fu Yuanyi smiled and took a few steps back. Going to the edge of the coffee table, I touched the crystal fruit plate and a fruit knife, "Well, I will return what belongs to you, and you will return mine, and we will not owe each other."

Before Fu Junbai could speak, Fu Yuanyi cut her wrist easily, and the blood trickled down. She seemed to feel no pain, and her expression didn't change at all.

She stretched her arm towards Fu Junbai, showing him the wound: "Pay it back soon. After you pay it off, you will no longer be my father."

Fu Junbai watched as Fu Yuanyi's blood dripped onto the ground, turning into a blinding red in front of his eyes.

"You must do this?" Fu Junbai asked.

"I've already done that."

"Yuanyi—!"

Fu Yuanyi's arm was grabbed by Hong Sijin, and Hong Sijin's hand holding the handkerchief was trembling. He couldn't bear to look at the wound, so he quickly bandaged it up.

Fu Yuanyi frowned and tried to break free, but was held firmly by Hong Sijin.

"You haven't been home for so long, and you're like this when you come back...Are you trying to piss us off!"

Fu Yuanyi didn't speak.She was seriously injured, but now she is bleeding blood willfully. If she hadn't used her willpower to support her, she might have passed out long ago.

Hong Sijin pulled her daughter back to sit on the sofa and yelled to ask the disciple outside the door to bring the medicine box.

"Let her bleed, let her do it!" Fu Junbai was furious, "Just let her die here! Treat me like I never gave birth to this daughter!"

Fu Yuanyi hummed: "This is my wish too."

"Both of you, father and daughter, can each of you say one less sentence?!" Hong Sijin couldn't help roaring, after she said this, the two of them really didn't speak any more.Fu Junbai was so angry that his heart ached, while Fu Yuanyi was in a daze.

Fu Junbai never wanted to see Fu Yuanyi again, so he walked away.

Looking at her daughter's face, Hong Sijin spread her palms and saw that her wrists, fingers and even her palms were all bruised.Under every wound, there is pain, there is blood, it is her persistence to shed the blood of the Fu family she hates without hesitation.

"After so many years, your temper is still the same as your father's, it hasn't changed at all." Hong Sijin said in a low voice.

Fu Yuanyi didn't answer for a long time. Hong Sijin thought she was unconscious, but she suddenly said: "Mom, you have been watching me all these years, and it's not like we haven't seen each other for many years."

The disciple brought the medicine box, and Hong Sijin bandaged her wound in silence. After a long time, she said: "No matter how much you dislike the Fu family and the blood of the Fu family in your body, don't forget, You are not only the blood of the Fu family, but also my daughter Hong Simei! It is the flesh that fell from my October pregnancy! Yuan Yi, how can you separate this with just a few words?"

Fu Yuanyi didn't speak.

"I've worried about you, missed you, and dreamed of you countless times. I want to see you but I'm afraid that you will be unhappy if you know I'm here. Am I not even qualified to see you secretly? Even if you refuse to recognize me as a mother , you will always be my daughter!"

Hong Sijin's voice was calm, but the sound of tears dripping down was clear.

Fu Yuanyi left home when she was young, and lived, studied, and struggled alone outside. Everything she owns now is earned by herself.She never relied on the Fu family at all, she thought that she could be independent from the world, that she had completely separated from the Fu family, but in the end, the blood would stop, and her heart would still be chaotic.

At the moment when she felt a little guilty because of her mother's tears, a stench suddenly floated into her sense of smell.

It was the resentment from evil spirits, turbid and foul, and it was a crime that no amount of spices could cover up.This stench is attached to everyone in the Fu family, permeates their skin, melts into their blood, and cannot be eradicated for lifetimes.

The scene that she saw when she accidentally broke into the Fengfeng Hall 18 years ago suddenly reappeared, and the wailing and painful cries of countless hell pots and ghosts in the Shura Cave pierced her ears like a sharp sword.

Lin Qiong's arms and legs were cut off, he was revived with medicine, and then cut off again.A mountain of flesh piled up with limbs, intertwined with carrion and bones.

She raised her head, her face covered with scabbed blood could not see her facial features clearly, only a pair of desperate and angry eyes fixed on Fu Yuanyi who was only ten years old.

Such a clean and beautiful girl, the smell of blood...is from the Fu family.

Linqiong laughed out loud - as long as I can get out from here, I will definitely kill all the Fu family!Kill all people with the surname Fu in the world!

kill!kill!kill!

kill!

Fu Yuanyi trembled all over, and immediately withdrew his hand back.

Hong Sijin looked at her, and Fu Yuanyi stood up propped on the sofa:

"The way is different, we don't conspire with each other." She had a serious look on her face, "Mr. Fu once said when he drove me out of the house that he would no longer recognize me as a daughter. I have fulfilled his wish all these years. What is there now? Is it easy to say? Now I would like to call you mother, but if you don't let my friend go, then I won't care about the family relationship anymore, don't blame me for being rude."

Hong Sijin's tears were still hanging on his face, and his expression had turned cold: "You're welcome? Why are you so rude?"

Fu Yuanyi said: "The mountain guards who were imprisoned all over the mountains and fields in the hot summer of Panyang harbored hatred for the Fu family, not to mention the evil spirits in the Fengfeng Hall. As long as I call, they will definitely be willing to pour out their hearts for me. Doing everything, it is not difficult to raze the Fu family to the ground, as long as I am willing to do it."

The shining fruit knife was stained with Fu Yuanyi's blood, and it was not far from Hong Sijin's field of vision.

Fu Yuanyi's momentum was like a rainbow, without the slightest flaw. This is the attitude of combat, and it is to face the enemy with full firepower.

"Are you going to kill mother?" Hong Sijin suppressed the hysteria just now, and her calmness was strange.

Fu Yuanyi was noncommittal.

"For those ghosts, you would rather give up your identity as the daughter of the Fu family, or even kill your biological parents?"

For the tough and stubborn Fu Junbai, Fu Yuanyi could say ruthless words, but for Hong Sijin, she still couldn't make up her mind.

The mother and daughter were silent for a long time, but it was Hong Sijin who spoke first: "What is the relationship between you and the ghost in the jar?"

Fu Yuanyi frowned slightly.

"In the past 13 years, many things have happened, big or small. Whether I pretended to be sick or your sister forced you back, you have made up your mind never to set foot in Fu's house." Wiping off the tears, she looked at Fu Yuanyi, "But you came back this time by yourself, just for a brat. Is she very important to you?"

Fu Yuanyi remained silent.

"Really?" Hong Sijin asked, "Have you found something important to you?"

Fu Yuanyi was noncommittal.

Hong Sijin held her hand again: "Yuan Yi, there are winners and losers in this world, there is no absolute right or absolute wrong, all justice is written by the winner. Don't be self-willed anymore, look at your scarred appearance Mom is upset."

Hong Sijin's words turned quickly, Fu Yuanyi was a little puzzled.

Hong Sijin stood up and left the living room, came back half an hour later, and put something in Fu Yuanyi's palm.

The moment Fu Yuanyi held the Yan Luo jar, she understood what Hong Sijin understood.

Hong Sijin saw through Fu Yuanyi's thoughts on this little ghost, and sold her a big favor, no longer confronted her tit for tat, but repaid her with kindness, and returned You Xinian to her.

"No matter when... come back, you will always be your parents' daughter." Hong Sijin stroked Fu Yuanyi's hair and said with tears.