Chapter 74 The Past of the Sima Family

An Bochen's face was slightly red, scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said.

"If only the purpose of Li Gongzi can be figured out. In this way, no matter whether the immortal secret is true or not, you can avoid him and get it."

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart and looking at An Bochen, Simajin reluctantly smiled and said, "Listen to your tone, it seems that you are going to talk about the game with your son."

Hearing this, An Bochen was stunned.

If it hadn't been for Simajin's intentional or unintentional reminder, he really didn't find that he had already stood opposite Mr. Li's words.

His heart was cold, and the corners of An Bochen's mouth were bitter.

After hanging out with Xiao Hou for a long time and reading those strategy books, he unconsciously thought about many questions that he would never think about before. Even if he made a plan to get rid of the golden cicada ten days ago, even if he understood a lot of truths that he didn't know before, compared with Mr. Li, who played with the whole country of Liu, what are his carving skills?

"So, we still have to keep a low profile and follow Mr. Li's wishes. No matter you, me, or Mr. Xiao, who is away from Beijing, are not your opponent, or even in addition.

Simajin wrote lightly, with his eyes wandering.

Xiao Hou went out of the city to take care of the pharmacy shop. Now she and Xiao Anzi are the only ones in charge of Moyun. However, at this time, Li Gongzi appeared and caught them off guard.

"You don't want fairy secrets anymore?"

At this moment, An Bochen suddenly asked.

Raising his head, Sima Jin met An Bochen's complicated eyes, bit his red lips, and said for a long time, "Let's talk about it when you enter the White Fox Academy in a few days."

Sima Jin said it reluctantly. For her, she is now in an embarrassing dilemma.

Move forward and fight to get Jiu Chenjun, but who knows if there is a fairy secret book in the puppet? If not, everything she has done in the past month is in vain. Backward... She can no longer go back, and the way back has already been blocked by her own hands.

"Actually, I have never understood..."

Looking at Simajin, who bowed her head and said no, An Bochen hesitated and asked, "Why do you have to get the secret book of immortals?" Also, why are you and Wang Xiner so sure that fairy secrets must exist?

"I have a line... In front of the Lord, it was she who told me the secrets of the immortals, and she never dared to lie to me.

"How do you know that she will tell you the truth?"

After a long silence, Sima Jin opened his mouth, lowered his head, and a trace of inexplicable flashed in his eyes.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and seemed to want to spit out all the boredom and uneasiness in his heart. Simajin raised his head, looked at An Bochen, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay to tell you, but you can't tell others about this."

An Bochen nodded and didn't think there was anything wrong. But he didn't know that what Sima Jin wanted to say was a top secret matter, and no one had ever said it. It was enough to tell him today that Sima Jin no longer regarded him as an outsider.

Even if she is a member of the Sima Gate Valve, she is also an outsider in the eyes of Simajin. In this life, how many people can make her not be an outsider to tell the secrets in her heart?

The young girls are wandering in this eventful time, and their fate is involved. At least 70 miles away from Liujing, they can't be cut off. Even their relationship has undergone a subtle change. However, neither An Bochen nor Simajin noticed it.

The smoke is ringing, the rain is dripping, and Sima Jin is full of tea, sitting next to An Bochen, curling up his slender legs, looking into the distance through the misty rain, and his eyes are gradually blurred.

"A lot of things happened on my eleventh birthday. Although it was only three or four years ago, in retrospect, it still seems like a different world... Later, the owner came to me and arranged two marriages for me. I only have one person. Naturally, I can't marry two people at the same time. He is letting me make a choice. The first choice is to marry the Da Kuang royal family and the third prince now. The second choice is to marry a family member, a so-called young talent in his thirties.

"Is it thirty this year?"

An Bochen hesitated for a moment and asked.

"No. When I was eleven years old, he was thirty years old.

A strong bitterness floated in the corners of her mouth. Simajin said lightly, "You may not know that in this world, the vast majority of women have to rely on men to survive. No matter how beautiful and talented they are, they can't escape this fate. No one can change it. Even if she can break free from the man's control and no longer become an attachment, she has to wait until she has her own strength or power. Therefore, in the eyes of the world, even a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl who marries an old man of 70 or 80 years old is very common.

"But I don't want to. In order not to marry those two people, I made a lot of efforts. From the age of 11 to 13, it took more than two years and various means to finally win the recognition of the people in power in the family. Even so, it's still not enough."

What Sima Jin said was very light. An Bochen also listened carefully and looked calm, but if he knew what the means in Sima Jin's mouth were, he would be shocked.

"What happened later?"

Light the new sandalwood, An Bochen asked.

"Later, a doorman came from the clan. Except for the head of the family, no one knew his identity. Even his name was unknown, only his surname was Yi. The head of the family attaches so much importance to him, and naturally has extraordinary skills, even if it has never been revealed. After a while, I learned that he came to Sima's house to help the owner collect Lei Yi after getting acquainted with him.

"Thunderwing? What is that?"

An Bochen asked doubtfully.

"Do you know about thunder?"

"Of course I know."

fiddling with the incense burner, Sima Jin whispered, "There are clouds in ancient books, there are three thunder, people, birds and gods. That is to say, there are three kinds of thunder in the sky, one is caused by the casting of magic by the master, but it is the weakest thunder. The god of thunder called by God himself is the most powerful thunder. There is also a first-class thunder among the two, and the thunder is a strange bird.

Hearing this, An Bochen opened his mouth wide and looked surprised.

"Are there any thundering birds in the world? Why is it not mentioned in the book in the play?

"Because this wind thunderbird is not in my Da Kuang."

Stopping An Bochen's questioning, Simajin took a sip of tea, looked at the dark clouds, and said with a faint smile, "Although Da Kuang is big, ten good horses can't run in the first half of the year. However, in addition to Da Kuang, there are many magical places, such as the island with wind and thunder birds. The island is in the east of Da Kuang, and it will take two months to find the ten-foot big boat day and night. Uncle Yi told me that the wings of the wind and thunder bird are good materials. Whether it is forging soldiers, building halls or manufacturing organ puppets, they can become peerless treasures. However, it is extremely difficult to hunt wind thunderbirds. Just arriving at that island requires unimaginable financial and material resources to build a huge ship and prepare two months of supplies. In addition, it is also very dangerous, because the closer it is to the island, the more thunder and lightning in the sky, and the flowers that cannot be avoided will destroy the ship and kill people. And the last step, hunting birds is even more difficult than climbing to the sky, and special methods are needed..."

"Your Uncle Yi should know it, right?"

An Bochen, who stared and finally couldn't help interrupting, Simajin held the tea cup, seemed to think of something very interesting, and smiled.

"By the way, Uncle Yi is really a very interesting person. If you want to eat the best wine and dishes, you hate gold and jade dishes, like beautiful women, but hate heavy makeup. In short, the owner took a lot of effort to barely meet his heart and helped collect thunder wings. Although he never said it clearly, if I guess correctly, he should come from that family.

"Then you went to sea?" An Bochen listened attentively and urged to ask.

"I really want to go to sea with him, but it's a pity that I was young at that time, and the owner didn't agree at first. The matter of going to sea is basically ready. There are boats, supplies and people who can hunt birds. The only difference is the same, which is to avoid thunder. Later, I ordered the craftsman to rush to work overnight and make something that could avoid the thunder. I offered it to the owner of the family, and the owner of the family agreed to let me accompany me.

As he spoke, Sima Jin's eyes flashed, and the waves in his eyes rippled, as if he had returned to the East China Sea of that year.

"The scenery on the sea is indeed magnificent, but it can only be watched for ten and a half days, and it will become boring after too long. Fortunately, Uncle Yi has a lot of goods hidden in his stomach. He drank two brews of wine and was interested. He always told me some strange stories. What immortals and monsters, above the gods, the heaven and the earth... Wait, in a word, the story he knows seems to never be finished.

Above the gods...

An Bochen was suddenly shocked, but he remembered the first soul tour. The wind fairy invited him to explore the gods on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. But at that time, An Bochen was thinking about turning back to Moyun Tower. He didn't have the heart to think about this. Over time, he gradually forgot it until today when Sima Jin mentioned it.

“...... It was also at that time that I learned from Uncle Yi that the immortals were still alive, but they were not common. At first, I didn't believe it until..."

"Until what?"

An Bochen said curiously.

After sipting the tea, Simajin raised her head with a strange look in her eyes: "Until I saw the wind and Thunderbird."

Being so appetizing by Simajin, An Bochen was slightly anxious and simply didn't open his mouth, just waiting for her to continue talking.

"The wind and thunder bird has a single claw, but it has three heads. It is purple and red all over its wings, and its wings are silvery. It can emit thunder and lightning when it flaps between the roaring. In addition to flying, most wind and thunderbirds like to jump on the sea. Even if it is just jumping, it makes more than a dozen giant ships afraid to come forward. Do you know why?

Simajin asked. Seeing that An Bochen closed her mouth tightly, her eyes signaled her to continue to speak. Simajin curled her lips and said quietly, "Because even young birds are seven or eight feet long, not to mention those adult male birds, each of which is half the size of a sea boat, playing near the island, raising a stormy wave, carrying Thunder and lightning, who dares to go forward?

"But even these can't explain the existence of immortals."

Thinking for a moment, An Bochen said.

"It's enough to rely on the wind and thunderbird."

Taking a deep breath, Sima Jin stared at the smoke in the furnace and said in a low voice, "In addition to being able to emit thunder and lightning and strange in appearance, there is still a strange thing about the more than 3,000 wind and thunderbirds. Even if you dig out your brain, you can't guess."