mend the sky

To be honest, Feng Xiyun actually didn't want to make things like this, if it wasn't for the lack of time...

"It's too rough."

The person involved drew a conclusion on what he had done with such disgust, and then pulled out a dark blue shadow that was pinched into a small ball by violence from his sleeve, and threw it into his younger brother's arms casually. "The soul of the ghost unicorn...has already been restricted." Feng Xiyun said, "It will be fine to do whatever you want."

Feng Chenying fell into deep thought, he was actually not worried about the sudden violence of the ghost unicorn, even though he was a war scum, he still believed in his sister's words.Just: "Won't it kill you?"

The tragedy of losing his wife and daughter has made Feng Chenying a little abnormal, the former good young man is really dark now—although it is only when facing the ghost unicorn, one can learn a thing or two from his words.

Asking this kind of question, Feng Chenying, what on earth do you want to do to Lord Gui Qi!

Feng Xiyun is not interested in this kind of problem. Miss Feng has a lot of experience in raising cubs, but she is also used to pursuing the free-range policy. When her younger brother grows up, naturally she doesn't need to worry too much.Black is black, as long as the Three Views are still there, it is not a big deal. "Don't worry." Feng girl answered very casually. "No matter what...you can't die."

She smiled lightly, and said, "I still have some things I want to ask him."

The bound and pinched ghost unicorn was still silent after hearing the words - Feng Chenying thought it must be because the ghost unicorn was silenced by her own sister.He still wanted to ask his sister what he wanted to know, but before he could speak, he met the elder sister's gentle and tolerant eyes.

"Don't worry." Feng Chenying heard her say, "Ah Heng is still alive."

Even if it is impossible to determine the whereabouts of the niece, but it took so long, a life and death can still be calculated.Calculated along with this major premise, there is also that long lifeline.

The lifeline of the young lady of the Feng family, who has not yet been named, is much longer than her father's. It has been established for thousands of years, and the future is very smooth. Compared with her daughter, she has lost her life since she lost her wife Most of Feng Chenying's energy is like a candle in the wind.

The comparison is brutal.

Feng Xiyun didn't know how long it would take them to find their missing niece—on this matter, both arithmetic and divination encountered great resistance, and they could only use The most primitive way was to find someone, but none of them knew Ah Heng's situation, so the difficulty of finding someone was not too high.

It was all luck.

However, as a foreign registered permanent residence, Miss Feng really has no confidence in her luck.

Feng Chenying's luck is also extremely bad.

"No problem." The master of the Feng family said, he looked really calm, "Ah Heng..." He spat out the name with some hesitation, at that moment, Feng Chenying even felt that there was blood in his throat .

This name... It was during those eight long months that he and his wife had discussed dozens of letters before choosing a nickname for their daughter.He used to want to hug his wife and daughter, give them all the best, and look at their smiles and feel that he has no regrets in this life, but now——

Everything is gone.

Feng Chenying thinks it's good that his daughter is not here at this time, at least he won't blame the child.And if there is such a long blank as a buffer, if I find this child in the future, maybe the only thing left in my heart is guilt?

This development is the best.

The only problem is - "Sister, do you know how Ah Heng is doing?"

Being alive is just a state, and it does not mean that you will live well.Feng Chenying has been a little pessimistic recently, if she thinks about things carelessly, she will slip into the worst direction, and the more she thinks about it, the sadder she becomes.

Feng Xiyun stopped her younger brother's brain twitch in time, stared at the yarrow in her hand for a while, and finally said: "Good luck."

Feng Chenying looked bewildered, but still got the point: "Is it a good thing...?"

"About not counting." Feng Xiyun really doesn't think it's a thing that his mother died because of dystocia when he was just born, and the next day because of his special talent, his mother's family was wiped out, and he was also snatched away by a conspirator. What a good thing to do, even if Ah Heng should be adopted by a good person according to the situation, but——

If all this hadn't happened, her niece should have been the little princess of the Feng family instead of being adopted by an unrelated person.She will have the love of her relatives, and will grow up safely and happily.Instead of relying on luck, hoping not to meet the wicked.

Just thinking of this made Feng Xiyun want to sigh.

I also want to do something, so that the ghost unicorn master can experience this feeling.

Oh, the latter is probably not needed... After all, the ghost unicorn lost his son himself - and expected his son to be picked up and adopted by the pursuers, and when he grows up, he will subvert the right way for him.

It's really hard to say how sincere he is to his son if he can do such a thing.

However, Feng Xiyun doesn't need to explore this issue and write a research report or something, she just needs to know that the ghost Qizhu and her cheap son Yu Lijing are related by blood——as a figure that can squeeze the shell with bare hands Boss, when these two are present at the same time, this fact is like a special effect, and Feng Xiyun has no choice but to ignore it.

Feng Xiyun didn't intend to target Yulijing, she was opposed to this kind of blood-related entanglement, so the attitude of taking responsibility together, besides, Yulijing grew up in the Yumen family, and he read poetry, etiquette and law since he was a child In writing, he listened to the good stories about justice in the world, learned that the righteous way is vicissitudes of life, and the evil can overcome the righteous, and he wanted to become a great hero like his adoptive father and brother Tian.

He doesn't have the slightest resemblance to the Ghost Qi Lord.

If it was a mother, Yu Lijing would have an indelible gift of nurturing to repay, but since it is a father—except for this blood relationship, Yu Lijing has no relationship with the ghost unicorn.

He didn't give birth to grace, but to say it raised him, the person who raised him was not the master of ghosts.

The ones who raised Yulijing were Xianxinzang Xuanyu Xiaoyao, Yuming Danxinjun Fengtian, Xiangni Xingyun Yuxiao, and Feng Xiyun.

Yu Lijing, who grew up under such circumstances, is completely unrelated to the Ghost Qi Lord.Feng Xiyun clearly realized this, she pushed open the door, walked into the room under the moonlight.

The little child is sleeping soundly on the bed.

The quilt on the body is also neat and tidy, Feng Xiyun originally wanted to stretch the quilt for Yu Lijing, but now it seems that it is unnecessary.Children's sleeping posture is really not very good, kicking the quilt is a common thing, such a situation can be said to be very rare.

However, Miss Feng's conclusion was not "the child has grown up", but - "It seems that Xiao Yugang has been here."

"Do you think so, Miss Huanling?"

Feng Xiyun asked softly.

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Yarrow, a calculation tool used in ancient divination.

Why did the ancient ancestors used to use yarrow for divination instead of other calculation tools (such as branches, grains, chess pieces, etc.)?This is related to the ancestors' worship and myth of yarrow.According to "Yiwei Qianchiudu" quoted in the ancient "Jing", "Yarrow grows in the ground and dies in Yin for a thousand years. At the age of one hundred, there are 49 stems, which are enough to bear the number of heaven and earth. At the age of five hundred, the shape gradually becomes dry and solid, seven There are no branches and leaves at the age of one hundred, and the color is purple like iron at the age of nine hundred. There is a purple aura at the age of one thousand, and there are spirit dragons, turtles and tortoises below." "Shuowen Jiezi" also said that yarrow "grows a thousand years (only) Three hundred stalks." These legends undoubtedly put a layer of mystery on the yarrow.Therefore, it has been passed down from generation to generation that this grass does not grow in the place of saints, so it is a token of imperial envoys who came to worship their ancestors and restore their lives.