The journey to the heavens that began with Tushan

Green Lotus, Fei Lao’s Guess

“This…how come there are so many lotus flowers?”

Jing Jingyu was shocked.

What did he see?

On Wang Quanyu’s tomb, there are unbloomed blue lotus flowers.

And the cemetery is only behind his tombstone.

It’s not that he has never seen lotus, but don’t they all grow in ponds?

When will lotus flowers grow in the cemetery?

Just about to reach out to touch it, before he touched it, Jingyu felt a tingling pain in her fingers.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand back.

Only then did he realize that his finger had been cut open by something.

This made Jingjingyu dare not approach her immediately.

He felt that there might be something wrong with this matter.

Gritting her teeth, she ran to the villa.

He is going to invite Bodhisattva… Oh no, to invite Steward Fei.

Not long after, the chubby butler Fei hurried over with the scenery jade.

When he saw the lotus, Steward Fei was stunned.

She turned her head and said, “Are you sure this isn’t your prank?”

“Grandpa Fei, you have to trust me, I really don’t know why those lotus flowers appear here.”

Jing Jingyu hurriedly explained.

“Look at my fingers, they were inexplicably cut by those lotus flowers.”

Butler Fei remained silent. Even he, who is well-informed, has never seen such a situation.

“No…these lotus flowers don’t look like normal plants.” Steward Fei stopped in front of Wang Yu’s tombstone and looked at the lotus flowers carefully.

Each lotus is the size of a fist, and the petals are huddled together, like an ancient oil lamp.

Steward Fei closed his eyes, and felt that the lotus flowers in front of him were not lotus flowers at all, but were replaced by streaks of sword energy.

The thick palm slightly touched the lotus, and felt the sharp sword intent coming from the palm.

Yes, this touch is absolutely correct.

That’s different from King Quan Sword Intent, it carries an endless power.

But this is exactly what shocked him.

You must know that Wang Quanyu has been dead for three months, and he has only seen this kind of sword intent on that person.

Could it be…he didn’t die?

Thinking of this possibility, Butler Fei felt a little inconceivable.

At the beginning, he judged together with several doctors, that the life force of the person has been cut off, and there is no way to return to heaven.

Butler Fei frowned, not knowing what was going on for a while.

You can’t dig the grave directly, let’s find out.

“Could it be that the old man really made a mistake in his judgment and just fell into a state of suspended animation?” Butler Fei was wrong again!

If it was really a suspended animation, it would have been three months. There is no air in the cemetery, even if it was a fake death, it may be real death now.

“Grandpa Fei, what should we do? It can’t be someone’s prank, right?” Jing Jingyu asked very uneasy.

In front of him is the tomb of his idol, who is so bad, playing a prank here.

“No, this shouldn’t be someone’s prank.” But Butler Fei shook his head, and said to himself, “These lotus flowers are completely formed by a certain kind of sword intent. The disadvantage of King Quan Sword is that it needs to consume life.”

“Is there any connection between the two?”

Butler Fei couldn’t make up his mind for a while, so he decided to go back and discuss with those two.

The easiest way to verify it now is to dig a grave, but this place is completely shrouded in this kind of sword spirit, so it is conceivable that the sword spirit below the grave may be even stronger.

Digging rashly at this time may break a certain balance.

Assuming that Wang Quanyu is really not dead, he fell into a strange state of suspended animation.

Then he can’t move rashly.

Before leaving, Steward Fei warned Jing Jingyu with a serious expression: “Remember, don’t tell anyone what happened here. Just act as if you don’t know anything, and absolutely don’t tell it.”

“Don’t worry, Grandpa Fei, I will never tell anyone.” Jing Jingyu assured with a serious expression.

“Well, let’s go back.”

Steward Fei was thinking about something, and walked back with Jingyu.

That night, three figures came to Wang Quanyu’s graveyard.

It’s Steward Fei and a man and a woman.

The man is about middle-aged, with a haggard face, extremely pale under the moonlight.

I saw him sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed forward by the woman in the yellow shirt.

No one knows what they did that night, but since then, no one is allowed to come to this cemetery.

Every time she came to visit the grave, there was only Jingyu alone.

In a flash, it was two and a half years.

Today’s landscape jade has grown a lot.

He is seventeen years old this year, and he is only one year away from becoming an adult.

Today, as usual, he came to visit the grave.

They said it was tomb-sweeping, but they were actually just doing it under the guise of tomb-sweeping to see if there was any change there.

This is the task Steward Fei entrusted to him.

And every year, he can get a lot of money.

Came here today as usual, with a complex complexion on Jingyu’s face.

Staring at the blossoming lotus, I found a clean stone to sit on.down.

“Master Yu, I’m here to see you again.” Jing Jingyu took out a small bottle made of ceramics from her cloth bag.

After opening it, half of it was poured out in front of the tombstone.

The strong-flavored wine dripped into the soil, and the air smelled of wine.

“My mother passed away the day before yesterday, and she was very peaceful that day.” Jing Jingyu said, her eyes filled with tears.

“Father left early, and it was my mother who raised me and my sister alone. My mother is just an ordinary person. In order to raise us, she can only find some jobs that no one is willing to do in this family of cultivation. She has worked hard. Working for a month is not as good as what others earn for a day.”

Jingjingyu’s nose twitched, and she took the remaining half bottle of wine, raised her head and drank it down.

It might be the first time he drank alcohol, and he choked hard.

A lot of alcohol was choked into his chest, which made him feel hot for a while.

But he didn’t care about it at all, and continued: “Although I barely become a monk, my talent is restricted everywhere. I have always had a crush on the daughter of our opposite uncle Wang, but I never dared to speak.”

“Because of low self-esteem, yes, in front of others, I will always show carelessness. But who knows, it’s just an expression of my inferiority complex in order to hide my heart.”

“Master Yu, the teacher in the school didn’t advise me to practice, and I saw deep contempt in his eyes.” Feng Jingyu’s eyes were firm, and she said word by word: “I don’t want my mother to suffer, I want to give it to my sister and the others.” better life.”

“Only by becoming a monk can you make more money. Only by becoming a monk can you control your own destiny. But…but why, now that I can give my mother a better life, she is leaving now.”

At this point, Jingjingyu burst into tears.

He will never forget that his mother was still worried about them at the last moment of her life.

“well said.”

Behind Jingjingyu, a strange voice sounded.

“Who?”

Jing Jingyu was startled, and hurriedly turned her head.

It was a teenager who wore the same clothes as him.

“Lu Tingfeng, why did you appear here!” Jing Jingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately reacted.

“Are you following me?”

“Joke, this is not a forbidden place, why can’t I come?” Lu Tingfeng sneered.

“I’ll tell you why you suddenly became rich in the past two years. So you were robbing tombs.” Lu Tingfeng smiled all over his face, as if he had found a clue.

Threatened with a villainous look: “You said that if I tell the higher-ups, you will be dead?”

Jing Jingyu stared at him deeply, and suddenly said helplessly, “Stop making trouble, I’m just upset.”

“Yo, what’s the matter? Are you still sad because of auntie?” Lu Tingfeng walked to Jingyu’s side, noticed the jug, and said in surprise, “Brother, are you drinking?”

“No… no, I bought it for worship.” Jing Jingyu blushed and hurriedly argued.

“Is it……”

With a smile on his face, Lu Tingfeng suddenly came over: “Brother Feng, you are still not good at lying. This way, you are clearly telling me that you are trying your best to cover up.”

“…Well, I admit that I drank a little.”

The lie was exposed, and Jing Yuben’s face, which had already drank some wine, turned even redder.

Patting Jingjingyu’s shoulder, Lu Tingfeng sat down beside her.

Said: “The dead are gone, the living still have to live. I don’t want my friend to be a coward who can only stay in the past and not look forward.”

“Look at me. I don’t have any living relatives. I’m still living well.” Lu Tingfeng patted his not generous chest.