Chapter 64 Mysterious

The old man obediently opened the door of the attic. The room was very clean, with only one bed and ** with a plain quilt. He was disappointed. Is this the room chasing the moon? This is too... shabby.

"We are sleeping here now. The upstairs is the second lady's room chasing the moon." The old man seemed to see his disappointment and said with a smile, "This is the subordinate's room..."

Feng Junyang was also embarrassed to say that he went upstairs to see it. He turned around and wanted to say goodbye, but suddenly saw a picture on the wall. In the picture, a woman stood under a blooming red plum tree. She was tall, her eyebrows were like green feathers, her muscles were like white snow, her waist was like a bundle, and her teeth were like shellfish. It was really a sinking fish falling geese and birds, and the shy flowers closed the moon flowers were closed. Trembling...

"Young man, this is the portrait of the second lady..." The old man said.

"Oh, my God! Your second lady is so beautiful! It seems to be a fairy who came down to earth! I can't find words to praise her!" Feng Junyang sighed sincerely, approached and enjoyed it carefully. He saw a small word "thank you" at the incline of the painting.

"Old man, what does the word 'thank you' mean?"

"Oh, the person who paints for the lady is Xie Lianqi." The old man said.

Thank you? I just heard from my master that he seems to be Ye Xuanji's elder brother. He is a medical student and his painting skills are also good! It seems that all the disciples brought out by ghosts are not bad. But if you are not a famous person, why do you write your name on the portrait of everyone?

The old man enthusiastically pulled Feng Junyang, patted him on the back and said, "Young man, your clothes are soaked. Come on, I'll find one for you, and you can change it here. It's easy to change the road."

"Isn't that right? I won't bother you."

"What are you afraid of? The old lady is blind and can't see! Don't you dare to take off your clothes in front of me? Do you think my clothes are torn and dirty? This is what I just washed yesterday and dried it for a day. You smell it and smell the sun!"

"Where did you say it is, I'll change it..." However, he took over the clean clothes handed over by his uncle and took off his coat neatly, revealing his strong figure. Just as he was about to take off his trousers, the old man grabbed his hand and shouted in shock:

"Young man, what's your name?"

Oh, I forgot to tell my uncle. My name is Feng Junyang.

"Feng Junyang? Where are you from? The old man asked reluctantly.

Feng Junyang smiled, took off his trousers, and said while wearing clothes, "I'm from Wanhu City."

"Wanhu City?" The old man said disappointedly, "I haven't heard of it."

Feng Junyang was amused by the old man's high and low tone. He laughed and said, "Old uncle is really joking... Wanhu City is thousands of miles away from here, in the opposite direction."

"Old man, hurry up and let him go! The sun will come out later..." The old woman said worriedly.

"It's okay, old mother, it's too dark..."

"Old lady, let me tell you, there is a plum blossom mark on this young man's body!" The old man said to the old woman in a low voice.

"What did you say?" The old woman stood up excitedly from **, "Plum blossom mark?"

"It's on my arm! Blood red! Young man, did you brand this yourself, or?"

"It's a birthmark. The old men have nothing to do with branding a plum blossom, and they also branding a left green dragon and right white tiger..." He said with a smile. But in his heart, Huanu was interested in his plum birthmark, and now his uncle was surprised to see this birthmark. It seems that you are really related to the Mei family? God, don't do it. I don't want to run around for my life and check it. I'd rather be the son of Feng Wenbai all my life...

Unexpectedly, the old woman came over tremblingly, groping for grabbing Feng Jun's bare arm and said excitedly, "After birth, what year were you born? How old are you this year?"

"This year's 20..."

After he finished speaking, the old woman rushed to say, "Do you have a piece of jade?"

Do you mean Guanyin Stone? Walking in the dense forest in the morning, he was hung by thorns and broke the rope. He put Guanyin Stone in his trouser pocket.

He picked up the wet trousers on the ground and groped from his trousers pocket for a long time before pulling out the gray Guanyin stone from a corner. In the process, the old man kept looking at him nervously.

"Isn't this one?" He spread out his hand to show the old man. The poor Guanyin stone was covered with mud and did not look crystal clear when it was shining.

The old man grabbed it, gently wiped the soil on it, and then looked at the light over and over again. His hands trembled, his lips trembled, and his eyes gradually became wet.

"Old lady, old lady! This is the jade! That's it!" The old man burst into tears and put the jade in the old woman's hand to help her grope.

The old woman groped slowly and asked in surprise, "What about the red rope?"

"It's broken." Feng Junyang said shyly, "I was just in the woods and got hung..."

"The wind... is handsome, isn't it?" The old man said with a little reproach, "You put such a good thing in your trousers. If it hadn't been for the old woman who said jade just now, I'm afraid you would have thrown it away." Young man, you should cherish this baby as much as you cherish life..."

"Why? Uncle, can you tell me the origin of this treasure? Why on me?"

"Why is it on you, let me tell you..." The old woman continued, "Do you know the plum blossom mark on your body... That is the mark of the Mei family. All the children with the orthodox blood of the Mei family, no matter where they are... have a plum blossom mark..."

"Am I really the Mei family?" Feng Junyang muttered.

"This jade used to be Master Mei's favorite." The old woman seemed to be energetic and said in a clear and powerful voice, "Later, the eldest wife Yazhu was excluded and framed by the second wife, and her heart retreated. I recite Buddhist scriptures all day long and don't care about the big and small things of the Mei family. Master Mei knew that he was ashamed of her, so he often went to the Buddhist hall to find her, talk about the past and talk about the past. But this made the second wife even more jealous, and also instructed the moon to make it difficult for us to chase the moon... She pushed the moon down into the lake and almost drowned. The eldest lady was discouraged and entrusted me with chasing the moon. After the rockery in the back garden of Mei's house, there was a secret road where she ate fasting and recited Buddha in a place where she could not see the sun and did not come out.

"The master felt sorry for her, but the old lady was dedicated to Buddhism, so Master Mei gave this Buddha's most precious Guanyin jade to the old lady."

"Mom, just tell me how this jade came to me!" If the master murmured in his ear every day that he was the Mei family and he was very disgusted, now, the words of the two old people shook him.

"This jade..." As soon as the old woman opened her mouth, she was covered her mouth with the old man's hand.

"Old lady, I can't say it now!" The old man said in a low voice, "The wall has ears!"

The old woman broke away fiercely, hit the old man's hand heavily, and said angrily, "Now everyone in a village is dead!" Where is anyone? If even we die, no one will know the secret!"

"Old lady, listen to me... Since God doesn't let us die, there must be a reason for him. Maybe he has to wait for the young man to come. Now tell him that he is not psychologically prepared at all..."

"Dead old man! You weren't like this just now! You just wanted to tell him!" The old woman roared, "I just want to tell him that he is from Mei's..."

The old man hurriedly covered her mouth again. But his hand stopped in mid-air, looked at the old woman and muttered, "Old lady, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Junyang looked at the old woman's face, and suddenly there was something shining surging in her empty eyes, red, like a fireball. The muscles on the old woman's face were a burst of **, and she suddenly opened her mouth and let out a heartbreaking scream!

With the shout, the fireballs in her eyes rushed out of the flames. These two flames seemed to be a fuse, igniting her whole body in an instant!

"Old mother!"

"Old lady!"

The two of them shouted loudly! The old woman was surrounded by a fire, and her clothes burned out in an instant. In a hurry, the old man picked up the ** quilt and covered the old woman's body, hoping that this could put out the fire. Unexpectedly, the fire was getting fiercer and fierce. Feng Junyang pulled the old woman up and rushed to the rain outside the door.

The old woman's cry was like a ghost crying wolf. She jumped and rolled in the rain crazily. Feng Junyang picked up a wooden basin outside the house, quickly fusing water on the ground and splashed it on the old woman's body. However, the cold water poured on her body seemed to be refueling on the fire. The fire is not only out of control, but also getting stronger and stronger. He smelled a pungent smell and heard the sound of "sizzling", which was the old woman's meat being burned...

"Old mother!" Feng Junyang was helpless. He heard her shouts getting smaller and smaller, gradually turning into moans, and gradually losing breath... Her rolling body became smaller and darker, until it slowly turned into a dark coke...

"Old lady!" There was a earth-shaking shout in the room, and the old man rushed out with a fire! He also burned!

"Old man!" Feng Junyang cried and shouted. The old man's thin body rolled in the yard, but there was nothing he could do. If it hadn't been for his own background, the two old men would not have suffered such an end!

"Old mother! Uncle!" He shouted sadly, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry for you!"

"You are from the Mei family..." The old man tried his whole body, his body had huddled, and the fire had burned his limbs...

"Stop it! I don't want to know!" Feng Junyang shook his head and burst into tears.

"My second little..." At the moment when the old man swallowed his breath, his head struggled hard in the direction of the room. Feng Junyang felt that ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, and the old man did not forget the portrait of the second lady of the Mei family until his last breath.

"Mom, uncle, don't worry, I will take good care of your second lady."

He walked into the house, took down the hanging paintings from under the wall, went to the yard, knelt down deeply to the remains of the two old men, and muttered:

"Old mother, uncle, Feng Junyang knelt down to thank you for your words today. Your second lady is also here to see you off!" He raised his right hand and swore to heaven, "I will avenge you!" Kill the culprit of your village with your own hands!"

At the end, he stood up, bowed deeply, and whispered, "Mom, if your second lady has already arrived in heaven, now you are reunited. If she is still alive, I will definitely find her and come to see you.

He will hang the picture scroll and put it in his arms. He found clean clothes from the house and picked up the remains of the two old men. He wanted to ask Ye Xuanji to come and help with the burial, but he shouted several times but did not respond.

So, he took the tools alone, carefully hugged the two old men, went under the osmanthus tree, and buried them hastily.

The two kind and lovely old men who were still alive in front of him just now had turned to ashes in a blink of an eye. He couldn't help burst into tears and kowtow in front of the old man's grave. He said softly:

"Old mother, uncle, in the future, there will be a osmanthus tree with you, just like your second lady beside you..." He couldn't go on, turned around and left. A figure flashed behind the osmanthus tree and quickly disappeared into the dense forest...

"Don't think I don't know that the smell of traditional Chinese medicine is your sign wherever you go... You wait, one day, I will show you your true face." He clenched his fist and said fiercely in his heart.