[Future] The counterattack of waste wood

Yang Jing followed the Song family into the house. Mr. Song briefly handed over the aftermath to the eldest son, and then brought Yang Jing to the study on the second floor. Besides Song Chu, Song Chu's parents, Yang Jing, came with him. Jing walked ahead, always feeling that other people were looking at them with complicated eyes, as if they were watching them go to the battlefield, which made Yang Jing feel uncomfortable.

Since Song Chu entered the house, he didn't say a word, and stood behind his parents with his head bowed. Only then did Yang Jing see that Song Chu's mother's eyes were red. Wipe it off.

Mr. Song sat on the chair in silence for a long time, and finally turned into a silent sigh. Then he looked up at Yang Jing, his eyes sparkled, and his voice became a little hoarse when he spoke, "At the beginning of Song Dynasty...he is not my grandson... "

Yang Jing was shocked by the other party's words, and then he noticed that Song Chu's mother wiped her tears even more fiercely, Song Chu's father also sighed heavily, his eyes turned around the two of them, and then turned to Song Chu, and saw Song Chu still lowered his head, and the long hair covered his eyes. At first glance, it seemed that the waves were calm, but from his tightly closed lips and tight body, it was also known that he didn't really care. But judging from Song Chu's reaction, it was obvious that he already knew what was going on.

"What do you mean?" Yang Jing asked subconsciously, not sure if it was what he guessed.

Mr. Song had an expression of reminiscence on his face. His hands were folded on the table in front of him. One hand was gently twisting the string of beads on the other hand. A satin-like wooden bead slipped from his thumb. The ball slipped away, and he said slowly: "Song Chu is actually the son of a friend of mine who has forgotten his age."

Yang Jing was very shocked. The Song family's love for Song Chu was clear. In order to alleviate the "poison" on Song Chu's body, Mr. Song did not hesitate to ask Yang Jing, whom he had just met, for the malaria pill. It can be seen that Mr. Song Pampering him is not just a superficial effort. Thinking of this, Yang Jing couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart, and he was steaming, thinking that he had his biological parents alive in his two lifetimes, but he was not as good as Song Chu.

Mr. Song didn't notice Yang Jing's emotions. His thoughts were completely immersed in his memory, and he tried hard to recall the appearance of his friend. Live my life, Song Chu was entrusted to me on his deathbed..."

The strange emotions in Yang Jing's heart quickly dissipated. He was actually not interested in Mr. Song's reminiscence of the past. When he was distracted for a while, he thought that he originally wanted to know why the Academy of Sciences wanted to arrest Song Chu for research. As soon as he explained it, he immediately revealed such a secret.

"Songchu's father is really a very outstanding person, extraordinary and refined, with a fairy spirit..."

After hearing those adjectives, Yang Jing always felt weird. He looked at Mr. Song with strange eyes.

The focus of Mr. Song's eyes finally met Yang Jing's. He nodded, "Song Chu's father is a true cultivator, with extraordinary ability, but not very human."

Yang Jing was startled when he heard the words, as if he had grasped some clues, he immediately asked: "Then why did you leave Song Chu behind? Aren't people who cultivate truth can live for a long time?"

"Hey..." Elder Song sighed again, "It's just that he is very infatuated. After Song Chu's mother passed away, he has been depressed and sick from grief."

Yang Jing glanced at Song Chu, and really couldn't imagine what kind of feeling this was. When one person died, the other couldn't survive?He unconsciously thought of Zhang Qi, and couldn't help asking himself, what would happen to Zhang Qi if he died?He felt that he must have no influence, but he was a little unsure, and his heart twitched suddenly. At this moment, he really wanted to hear Zhang Qi's voice, and this thought almost made him unable to sit still.

When Yang Jing was distracted, Mr. Song said something more, nothing more than how loving Song Chu's parents were, but he changed the subject and his tone changed, "You know, we immigrated to Guangming Star, but only a hundred In [-], Song Chu’s mother died because she couldn’t adapt to the air of Guangxing Star.”

Yang Jing noticed the implication in the other party's words. The reason why human beings choose this planet is because the environment of Radiant Star is very similar to the parent star. For those who are sick, even in the original ecology of the radiant star, the air treatment is several times better than that of the heavily polluted parent star.

Mr. Song guessed what Yang Jing was thinking when he saw Yang Jing's puzzled eyes, so he continued: "For ordinary people, the air quality of the light star is several times better than that of the parent star, but for plants, they are more sensitive. No matter how good the environment here is, it’s not something they can adapt to.”

Yang Jing was a little baffled, he didn't know why he suddenly mentioned plants, but when Mr. Song said the last word, the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze.

Mr. Song swallowed his saliva, "Song Chu's mother is a tree demon."

Yang Jing's eyes widened suddenly, and his ears began to buzz. He seemed to be in an independent space, separated from other people in the room by a thin film. After a while, he spoke with difficulty, "Song Chu's mother What is it?"

Mr. Song bit his voice very hard: "It's a tree demon!"

"Dry demon?" Yang Jing repeated unconsciously.

Mr. Song nodded.

"monster?"

Mr. Song's face was a little unnatural, but he finally nodded.

"Impossible!" Yang Jing almost stood up from the chair and made a series of noises. He wanted to say that there are no monsters in this world, but his voice seemed to be stifled by someone, and his eyes unconsciously turned to the cave spirit on the table. There are swords and spells. Are there really no monsters?As if wanting to confirm something, Yang Jing yelled in his heart, "System, system, are you there?"

"Yes, yes." The system replied lazily.

Yang Jing decided in his heart that it's not that he can't accept what Mr. Song said, but he still couldn't help feeling that this matter was too mysterious, even more mysterious than the fact that he had a system on him. Yang Jing looked at Song Chu , I saw that his face was so pale that it was frightening. Sensing Yang Jing's gaze, Song Chu raised his head to reveal a pair of empty eyes, his lips trembled, and he showed an ugly smile.

"At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, I will eat the Pimao Pill you made every once in a while. I once told you that it is the poison brought out by the mother, but it is not accurate. In fact, at the beginning of the Song Dynasty, half of the blood of the tree demon was born. He can't adapt to the air of the Radiant Star, it's not that he has poison in his body, but that he will be poisoned after a while."

Yang Jing felt that for a long time, the doubts that had been stuck in the tiny fishbone in his heart had been explained. At the beginning, he felt strange that the poison brought out from the mother's body in the early Song Dynasty was so overbearing that even Pimaoli Dan could not cure it.It was only because he was a sloppy person that he never asked.

Mr. Song speeded up the twisting of the hand string, rubbing against the table and making a cracking sound, he continued: "A while ago, Song Chu's birthday just passed, I didn't expect to awaken the tree demon blood in school, and his appearance changed a lot, which caused a lot of trouble. I brought Song Chu back, but I couldn't stop the spread of the news, and soon, the Academy of Sciences got the news and decided to take Song Chu away for research."

Hearing this, Yang Jing suddenly became enlightened, and finally understood what Song Keyang mentioned, what did the Academy of Sciences mean when Song Chu was not a human being? Thinking, he pointed to the Dongming Lingxi sword on the table, and asked: "Then what's going on?"

When Song Chu heard the words, he looked at Yang Jing excitedly.

Mr. Song had an imperceptible look of joy in his eyes, "This sword hilt is a relic of Song Chu's father, as you have seen, it was just a sword hilt at first, but my old friend once said that I will give it to him in Song Chu. He also predicted that Song Chu’s life would be full of twists and turns, but with the help of noble people, the danger will always be saved.”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yang Jing with burning eyes.

Yang Jing was stunned for a moment, Fang realized, pointed at himself, and asked, "Your honor?"

Mr. Song nodded.

Yang Jing remained silent. He suddenly thought that every time the system mentioned Song Chu, it would always look mysterious, so he asked in his heart, "Did you already know?"

He asked a question without thinking, but the system understood. Now the system put away its usual coquettishness and returned to a neutral male voice. With nostalgia, it whispered: "Yes, of course I know."

Yang Jing couldn't help but let out a sigh, and hastily recalled the scene since he met Song Chu in his mind.

Song Chu looked anxious from the sidelines, and seemed to have something to ask, but his tutor asked him not to interrupt at will, so anxious that he blushed a little.

After all, Mr. Song knew about his grandson. After Yang Jing had digested it, he asked, "Master Yang, may I ask, what is the origin of this sword?"

Yang Jing heard that this sword was of such great significance to the early Song Dynasty, and knew that he might not be able to get it, and felt a little bit reluctant in his heart, "This is the Dongming Lingxi Sword, the exclusive weapon of Dongming Temple. Only those who can see it can use it.”

Mr. Song's eyes lit up, and he asked hastily, "Dong Ming Guan? Young Master Yang is also a disciple of Dong Ming Guan?"

Song Chu heard this word for the first time, but when he heard his grandfather's "also", he immediately understood what was going on, so he looked at Yang Jing eagerly.

Yang Jing gave a grunt.

Mr. Song asked again: "Isn't there no one in Dongming Temple?"

"kindness?"

"My old friend said he was the last person in the cave."

"En? What's the name of Song Chu's father?"

"Zixu!"

Yang Jing's eyes widened suddenly, his mouth was half-opened in shock, "Is it Zixu?"

As soon as the others saw Yang Jing's reaction, they knew that he knew Zixu.

Yang Jing couldn't help but be speechless, no wonder he felt a little familiar when he first heard the story of a man falling in love with a tree demon mentioned by Mr. Song, but it turned out to be him.This Zixu is an NPC in the game, a high-ranking disciple of the Temple of the Underworld. Because he fell in love with a tree demon, he voluntarily left the Temple of the Underworld. This was originally a small task in the game. Forgot, unexpectedly, the offspring of this character appeared in front of his eyes, Yang Jing only felt very strange, and a layer of goosebumps crawled on his skin.