Chapter 332 White-haired Man

Since that trip to the prairie, four months have passed in a blink of an eye, and it has entered the bleak taste of late autumn.

There is a vast plain in the northwest of the Saffler Empire. The land is fertile and rich in products. It is surrounded by a turbulent river like a long dragon. It is a rare place. This feng shui treasure is occupied by an imperial family, and a gorgeous palace has been built as the base camp of its family.

"Wow! Whew! Whew! ..."

The bleak cold wind roared, and a vague black spot in the sky was quietly approaching a huge mountain on the edge of the plain. It easily avoided the sparse guards, slowly circled and landed in front of a deep pool where a waterfall converged, and then landed.

"Rumble..." The huge water flowed down from the peak, and then smashed into the pool below, stirring up thousands of splashes for a while, which looked spectacular...

The two figures turned over and swept down from the black and brown iron feathers. It was Gao Feng and Irene.

Sweetly holding hands with Irene, Gao Feng said gently, "Lin'er, is this the place where your mother is buried, Xuelang Lake? It's strange. Why didn't your mother bury it in the Tabra family, but here? According to the map, this place seems to be occupied by the Stely family of an imperial family. Gao Feng looked at the magnificent huge waterfall like a white dragon hanging on the mountain wall, which was a little shocking.

He and Irene played around near the Saffler Empire in Odin, and unconsciously came to this place. After seeing the snowy waves marked on the map, Irene suddenly lowered her mood a lot and begged Gao Feng to bring her here to worship her mother.

As Irene's fiance, Gao Feng was naturally duty-bound and agreed without hesitation.

"Eh well, this is the snowy lake buried by my mother. As for why it was not buried in the Tabla family, I don't know. However, I heard from my mother that she was originally a direct son of the Stely family of the imperial family. I think that's why my mother is buried here. When I came to this snowy lake, I probably remembered my deceased mother. Irene was a little depressed.

"Wh! The mausoleum next to the mountain wall is where my mother buried it. Auntie? Why is there a cabin not far away? Did the family arrange to guard the grave for my mother here? Irene pointed to a white marble mausoleum next to the stone wall on the right and introduced it to Gao Feng, but she saw a small wooden house beside her in vain and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

He also comes to worship his mother under the leadership of his father every year, but he has never seen the existence of the cabin.

"The cabin was built in front of your mother's tomb. Obviously, it is for the gravekeepers who guard your mother's tomb. It can be seen that your mother also has a certain identity in the Stely family of the imperial family." Gao Feng's mind turned around, and then he slowly said his guess.

"Feng, let's go to the wooden house to thank the people who guard my mother's grave, and then worship my mother." Irene pulled up the three thousand green silks floating in the wind and said softly.

When Gao Feng heard the words, he nodded slightly, smiled warmly, and then walked side by side with Irene to the wooden house dozens of meters away. As for the little boy, he still stayed in the space ring and fell asleep.

Since Xiaoguai often took some elixirs and herbs, he often sleeps for a long time before waking up. Gao Feng is already used to this, and he knows that it is probably because he wants to consume medicine and grow slowly.

"Woo-woo..."

The cold wind roared, blowing on the dilapidated wooden door, making a whimper-like sound. Standing in front of the wooden house, Gao Feng raised his hand and gently patted the door panel and said loudly, "Excuse me, is there anyone inside?"

There was silence in the room, and there was no sound. It seemed that no one was in it.

"Is there anyone in there?" Gao Feng said loudly again, but no one responded.

"Who are you? Who let you break through? Hurry up and leave!" Just as Gao Feng was about to push the door in, a cold voice came out of the wooden house in vain, and then the dilapidated wooden door suddenly opened completely.

Gao Feng and Irene were shocked first, and then hurriedly looked into the wooden house. The decoration of the wooden house is extremely simple. A shabby wooden table and a rough wooden stool are placed in the middle of the house. A wooden ** is a simple bedding, and a middle-aged man is sitting on his knees indifferently.

This middle-aged man's skin is fair, a little thin and weak, with a trace of smile on his face, and his eyes are full of cold, indifferent and melancholy light. What's more strange is that his head is full of white hair! Like snow and frost, it flutters freely with the wind. Sitting there, it is as cold as an iceberg that will not melt.

"Hm?" The moment the middle-aged man who was originally sitting on the wooden bed saw Irene, his cold face changed for the first time!

The hoarse and cold voice trembled a little, and the expression of looking at Irene was unbelievable. Then he said in a trembling voice, "Carlene, is that you?"

"Senior, do you know my mother?" When Irene heard the middle-aged man's words, she asked questions with some doubts, and seemed to feel that the situation was a little abnormal.

Hearing Irene's question, the white-haired middle-aged man's heart trembled, but there was a self-deprecating expression on his face. He muttered to himself, "I'm so stupid. I know that you have passed away, but do you still expect you to appear in front of me?" Karin, this little girl should be your daughter, who really looks like you..." Staring at Irene in front of her, there was a rare trace of softness in the middle-aged man's eyes, muttering to herself alone, and her face was full of melancholy.

"Senior, do you know my mother?" Irene listened to the middle-aged man whispering to herself and couldn't help asking.

With a self-deprecating smile, the middle-aged man did not answer Irene's question, but walked out of the wooden house indifferently and walked towards Irene's mother's tomb step by step.

"Are you here to worship your mother? That's right. It will be her memorial day in a few days. Come with me.

The indifferent voice of the white-haired middle-aged man sounded, but his figure was like a light wind, falling lightly in front of the white jade mausoleum. Gao Feng and Irene also hurriedly followed them and came to the front of the mausoleum for a moment. Putting the already prepared sacrifices in front of the clean mausoleum, Irene's eyes suddenly turned red, and then tears kept rolling down like broken pearls.

"Mother, Lin'er came to see you..." Irene's little face was full of tears and whispered.

When Gao Feng saw Irene's expression, his mood suddenly became heavy. He patted Irene's shoulder to comfort her, and his mood also fell down.

As for the white-haired middle-aged man, he never looked at Irene again. It seemed that all his mind was on the mausoleum, and the situation was very strange.

Just as Gao Feng and Irene were paying tribute to Irene's mother, there was a deep stone cave at the top of a towering mountain 3,000 meters away from the Snow Wave Pool. A thin middle-aged man in a purple-gold gorgeous robe sat cross-legged at the mouth of the cave, motionless like a stone carving, like an old monk.

"Wow!"

The thin middle-aged man's eyes suddenly opened, and then a stream of invisible soul fluctuated rapidly radiating wildly around, as if they were exploring something...

Almost for a moment, the thin middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a trace of joy, but in his joy, there was a trace of anger.

"Lin'er, I'm finally waiting for you, a little girl..." The thin middle-aged man's mouth raised slightly, and there was a rare smile on his cold face. Then his body shook, instantly turned into a blurred purple-gold streamer and swept away to the northwest.

This person is Irene's father, Aru.