After the beastification, it's better to be a dead enemy

If the money is not in vain, can I continue to wander around with the beads?

Will be robbed?

Don't be afraid of robbery, in case this bead is lost...

Feng Zhao felt his heart ache just thinking about it, so that he didn't notice Feng Wu's changing expression at the moment.

Feng Wu's emotions came and went quickly, she clenched her hand behind her again, and wiped away the last trace of hesitation, she said: "Xiao Zhao, come with me, I have something for you .”

Feng Zhao didn't know why, so he looked at Feng Wu's back, frowned, and got up to follow.

Of course, due to a certain Grandet attribute, even if he was at home, even if he just walked away for a while, he still took the priceless beads with him very smoothly.

However, he left the stone on the table that he hadn't had time to study.

With a "click", the door closed.

The stone solidified with a golden unknown liquid stayed quietly on the desk, only a faint light was looming, just like the faint fragrance it emitted at this moment.

It seems to be there, sometimes it is not there.

however.

"Boom."

"Dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

Feng Zhao's bedside table suddenly made a crashing sound, which gradually became more intense from the initial slowness, and finally.

After a loud noise, the bedside table was knocked open, and a large oval-shaped rock jumped out... er, it didn't come out, it was stuck.

This is when Feng Zhao discovered the gemstone of the fire element in the secret land of mountains and seas, along with a strange beast egg, Feng Zhao once wanted to raise it for a period of time before auctioning it out of the heart of rare goods, but after research and monitoring, he found that this After it was a dead egg, it was completely forgotten.

As for why it is still left in the bedside table, it is entirely because Feng Zhao intends to break open the egg when he has time, and do some research...

It's just that he forgot in the end.

"Crackling." The strange animal egg was stuck at the exit of the bedside table, and it struggled to move it again and again, but in the end it couldn't move out. It moved, and then moved again, and finally the oval eggshell began to wriggle slowly. Change, become thinner and longer...

at last.

The oval-shaped alien egg turned into a long egg, which successfully jumped out and landed on the desk.

The stone on the desk still stayed there quietly, only the golden light on it became brighter and brighter.

In another room on the second floor.

Feng Wu finally pulled out a large box from under her bookcase, opened it, and after the dust rushed to her face, there was a pile of books, neatly arranged.

Feng Wu first made sure that the positions of each book were correct, and even some pages of the book were mixed with her own hair, and then she was relieved.After spending a while searching, she finally found the "Grimm's Fairy Tales" that she had just read yesterday from the pile of books, and handed it to Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao: "???"

Feng Zhao looked at the words "Grimm's Fairy Tales", and then at Feng Wu who motioned for him to open the book. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he opened the book of fairy tales that he had never read before.

However, he didn't know if it was a coincidence or if it was really predestined, he casually flipped through the book, and found the note in the book.

A thin piece of yellow note paper, with only four crooked words on it: Mom loves you.

Feng Zhao's heart felt a little hot, and an inexplicable emotion boiled in his chest, so much so that he couldn't say what he wanted to tease.

"This is..." Feng Wu paused before saying, "It's something your mother left you. Xiao Zhao, put the glazed beads in your hand on the paper."

Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, and did as he was told.

But seeing the radiant glass beads that have been transformed in the past, suddenly burst into a huge light after touching this thin post-it note.

Feng Zhao's whole body was bathed in such light, and he felt that his body had been tempered magically in this instant, and something in the world of spiritual consciousness let out a loud cry.

"Little Zhao?" Feng Wu raised his hand and patted Feng Zhao, and he was relieved when he came back to his senses, "Are you okay? Just now..."

"I just...well, this note...has changed?" Feng Zhao, who was feeling refreshed, couldn't even care about his joy, and his eyes fell on his own hand.

But seeing that the brilliance of the glazed beads before was gone, it became ordinary again, and the thin note paper he was holding in his other hand had curled and elongated at some point in the blink of an eye. Turned into a... scroll?

Feng Zhao frowned, and looked at Feng Wu subconsciously. After seeing the other party nodding towards him, he slowly opened the scroll. Then, he found that there were twisted... lines drawn with charcoal on the scroll, Occasionally, crooked words are marked on the lines, and the handwriting is exactly the same as the four words I saw on the note paper just now...

and so--

"This is... a map?" Feng Zhao couldn't help asking.

Feng Wu nodded, there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes, but for a while, she didn't know how to answer.

Feng Zhao's heart was pounding. He suppressed his excitement, and asked again: "Is it a treasure or an inheritance? Or what about a great underground tomb? Although tomb robbery is not very good, but... ouch! Sister, Why did you hit me with a book!"

Feng Wu took a deep breath, took another deep breath, and gritted her teeth: "Feng Zhao, you are almost twenty, can you stop dreaming? You idiot!"

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao was wronged: "Sister, you call me an idiot? Are you still my own sister?"

"...What do you think?" Feng Wu's little temper just now suddenly became like a deflated balloon, let's go, there were some emotions that Feng Zhao couldn't hear in her voice, which made Feng Zhao who was still aggrieved Zhao suddenly became a little anxious.

Feng Zhao, when you coax people with sweet words, you will never be able to refuse them, and the corners of your eyes and brows will unconsciously spread, revealing a smile... It's really annoying to provoke people with him It's the same, every minute can make people want to be beaten violently.

Feng Wu sighed, slapped away Feng Zhao who was still trying to be good, and said sternly: "Xiao Zhao, you have grown up, stop... thinking about money. Things like money will never bring death If you don’t take it with you, if you are too fancy, you will definitely suffer a big loss in the future.”

Speaking of this, Feng Wu's eyes fell on Feng Zhao's face again, and said: "And your face, your face is really handsome, my sister admits this, you love beauty... I can't understand it. But, As a spiritual master, the most important thing is to cultivate, do you understand?"

Of course Feng Zhao understands, and, "Cultivation is good for beauty, sister, don't worry, I understand! Even if it's for my face, I will definitely practice hard."

Feng Wu: "..."

Feng Wu turned her head with difficulty, and decided not to embarrass herself anymore. She took a deep breath, pointed to the scroll in Feng Zhao's hand and said, "Didn't you always ask your mother where is your father when you were young? Your father's location is already marked on the scroll." Come out, right there in the very center.”

Feng Zhao really wanted to say that he had never asked where his father was, that he had never even met his so-called mother, and that he would never miss his so-called father. Unfortunately, he couldn't say these things, so he could only beep quietly. One sentence: "My dad can't be some trapped prince, right? This winding one is still in the center of the map..."

The corner of Feng Wu's mouth twitched, pretending not to hear.

Feng Zhao lowered his head and tried to distinguish for a while, before finally finding the so-called central location - Mingcheng from the winding map.

"Dong Lingzhou, there doesn't seem to be a place called Mingcheng?" Feng Zhao thought about it seriously, and asked Feng Wu, "Sister, do you know which state Mingcheng is in?"

Although Feng Zhao was not interested in the father of this body, since it was the wish of the original owner, and it was the wish of the original owner's mother, he assumed the identity of the original owner, so he would naturally find a way to fulfill it.

however.

"I've been to many places over the years, but I've never heard of a place called Mingcheng." Feng Wu frowned and replied, "Not only that, but I also checked a lot of information, and there is no relevant record of Mingcheng at all."

As soon as these words came out, the originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly disappeared, Feng Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and Z felt a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the next second, Feng Wu said with a serious face: "Xiao Zhao, since you have become a Sihuan spiritual master, the burden of finding Mingcheng and father should be placed on you."

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao said: "Sister, what age is this? It's the era of orcs. Don't bring patriarchal ones with you." So you should continue to carry the heavy burdens, old lady.

Feng Wu obviously heard the second half of what Feng Zhao didn't say, and said with a chuckle: "In the era of orcs, there are more males and fewer females. Our female orcs are very precious. So how can this kind of hard work of finding someone be done?" What about a delicate female orc like me?"

Feng Zhao: "!!"

Feng Zhao said with a serious face: "Sister, you and the delicate... Ouch! It's okay, sister, you are weak, you are the most delicate, I will go if I go, isn't it just to find someone, as long as he is not dead, I will Absolutely find him, hey hey, sister! The arm, the flesh of the arm is going to be pinched off—”

Feng Wu pinched her younger brother in retaliation, and then kicked him out of the room, expressing that she would seize the last bit of time to rest and recharge her energy for the upcoming journey.

When he heard that Feng Wu was about to leave again, Feng Zhao immediately felt a little uncomfortable. He grabbed the doorknob and asked, "Sister, are you leaving again?"

Feng Wu nodded: "Tickets for six o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Leave tomorrow? A ticket for six o'clock?" Feng Zhao frowned, and finally couldn't help but wonder, "Sister, is your... teacher unreliable? Look at you over the years, every time you don't On the run, on the way, you——ouch!"

Feng Zhao's arm was pinched by the door, it didn't hurt, but it didn't stop him from saying "ouch".

The corner of Feng Wu's mouth twitched, she endured it again and again, but still couldn't hold it back, she twisted it hard.