The Divine Martial Stars

The little fox woman stood outside the run-down courtyard, and the tears flowed like broken beads.

How many times have you been dreaming?

I used to think that I couldn’t come back for a lifetime. I finally saw it.

Really not dreaming?

For a few moments, Bi Yan didn't even dare to breathe and dare to speak out, for fear that it was like before, in those dreams, as long as she ran to this small courtyard, or as long as there was a little noise, this beautiful dream It will be broken.

Li Mu was on the side, seeing the expression of the little fox girl, silently, very understanding.

At the beginning, when he first returned to Earth, the same was true. The closer he was to the Earth, the more panic he felt.

Hometown feelings.

In such an atmosphere, suddenly the door of the bamboo house that was broken in the yard opened, a sly figure, coughing, while dragging a wounded leg, slowly coming out, stumbling.

This is a middle-aged man who is somewhat old. His face looks like a middle-aged person, but his hair is grayish in advance and his mental state is very poor. It seems that he is lost in life by everything he is suffering from, and his eyes are dull and numb.

He took a piece of bamboo and used it as a walking stick. His face was thin and his face was slightly wrinkled. It seemed to be a knife-sword with a sword. The left leg seemed to be completely lost. The ankle was twisted. Walking on the ground.

Li Mu felt the chaotic fox demon power on this person.

Maybe he used to be a good Fox monk, but now, the chaotic demon power can not only play its due strength, but also torment his body, so that he is always in pain.

In the moment when I saw this person appear, the tears in the eyes of the little fox woman’s eyes were flowing like a spring.

She couldn't control herself and cried, and she rushed to the yard. She snorted and squatted in front of the middle-aged man. She cried, "Oh, oh, I am back..."

The delicate body, kneeling on the ground, trembled uncontrollably.

Li Mu sighed in his heart and went in.

The middle-aged man was holding a cane in one hand, and holding a small pot of decocting medicine in the other hand. Looking at the swearing words in front of him, his look was a bit stunned, and there were not many emotional changes in his numb eyes.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man spoke.

A vicissitudes of life and a heavy atmosphere, blowing in this voice.

Bi Yan slowly looked up and said: "Hey, it's me, my words, your daughter, I am back, I came back from the White Feather Dynasty in Yingxianxing District. Hey, is your illness still not good?" ”

The expression of the middle-aged man has not changed.

"You...do you admit the wrong person?" He took a step back with great vigilance.

"I am Biyan, hey, you don't know me? Twenty-three years ago, I was..." Biyan said in grief, said what happened in the past, and then looked at it with full of anticipation. Middle-aged man.

However, the expression of the middle-aged man did not change.

He shook his head and said: "Girl, you may have really admit the wrong person. I have lived here for more than 40 years. I have had two daughters, but they have all passed away. They are buried by me, my My wife died ten years ago, and none of my daughters were sold to the White Feather Dynasty."

Biyan stunned.

Li Mu is also a little surprised.

When the middle-aged man spoke, there was no fluctuation in emotions, and there was no meaning of bullying. It was really a statement of facts.

All this, under the guise of his "congenital power", is clear.

Is it true that Biyan really admits?

Li Mu looks at Biyan.

The look of Biyan quickly became firm after a short mistake, saying: "No, I didn't admit my mistake, I definitely didn't admit it. Everything here is exactly the same as my memory. Hey, look at me carefully. Take a closer look, I am really a big talk, your daughter."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Girl, I see very clearly, you are really not my daughter, you admit the wrong person, I am a dead scorpion, waste is disabled, if you really have such a flowery daughter, then How happy, unfortunately, you are really not my daughter."

The words are hard to accept.

"No, hey, you think about it again, I am really your daughter. When I was young, you took me to Daqingshan and took me to catch the mountain leopard. Once again, we were under the Lingquan Peak in Daqingshan. Found a wounded female leopard..."

Biyan talked about some interesting things from childhood, trying to evoke memories of middle-aged people.

But the middle-aged man just shook his head and looked numbly: "Girl, let's go, I really don't know you."

The words are stunned.

She never imagined that she had easily found her former home and saw her father who had not seen for many years, but the other party did not even know him.

"Mother, mother, Biyan is back, mother, come out and see me." Biyan cried loudly, a little emotional out of control.

When Li Mu’s knowledge was swept away, he knew that there was only one middle-aged man in the entire run-down courtyard, and no one else.

Is it true that Biyan admits it wrong?

But it should not be.

Because all the way up, talking about some landmark buildings, there are some of the many attractions, roads, and architectural layouts in this village, all clear and completely right.

All this is clearly the way she remembers in the depths of her memory. It is definitely not a sexual swear.

Moreover, she clearly recognized the appearance of middle-aged people.

Then why do middle-aged people do not recognize her?

"Hey, you recognize me, hey, I am really a young man, it is your daughter."

At this time, outside the courtyard, a lot of villagers have gathered, watching Biyan and Li Mu, pointing and pointing.

The middle-aged man seems to be finally angry. He will hold the slogan of his leg and push it away. He said: "Where is the mad hoe, go quickly, say that you don't know you, still wandering around here, I still need to simmer ,roll!"

Biyan was pushed open and sat on the ground.

She looked sad and subconsciously rushed over.

The middle-aged man raised the bamboo stick in his hand and went to the body of Biyan. He said, "Mad-headed, talk to you well, you can't hear clearly? Is it still me today?"

Li Mu used to raise his hand and hold the bamboo stick.

Middle-aged people glared at Li Mu.

Li Mu did not speak, pulling up a bitter and sorrowful word, and retired outside the yard.

......

"I wonder why he doesn't recognize me?"

Biyan sat on a small river outside the village, watching his face reflected in the river, his mood was uncomfortable, and his mind was a mess.

For so many years, a hope that supported her heart seemed to collapse at once.

Li Mu comforted her a few words and said: "Maybe there is a reason for it, or is it that you really admit it?"

"I admit it wrong?" Bi Yan looked at Li Mu and then went to: "No, impossible, everything is exactly the same as in my memory. Everything is exactly the same as that of the year. I am even confessing to the wrong person. It may be wrong to remember the whole village."

Li Mudao: "Let's do it, I will accompany you to the village and ask other people to ask, even if your father pretends not to know you for some reason, but if you really grew up in this village If you are big, other villagers, especially some other old people, should know that you have an image."

Big eyes are bright.

Two people went back to the village and asked someone to inquire.

After half an hour.

The two returned to the river.

The face of Bi Yan is dark, and the whole person is like a lost soul. Even crying can't cry.

And Li Mu is also a look of puzzling.

They asked a circle in the whole village, and the result was that Li Mu was shocked.

The people in the whole village are exactly the same as the middle-aged people. They say that there is no such person as Biyan. The middle-aged people are indeed extremely unfortunate. Both daughters are dead. The whole village is covered and buried. Ten years ago, the wife of the middle-aged man also passed away.

How is this going?

Is it true that Biyan is wrong?

Even Bian Yan himself, I doubt whether it is my own mental state, where there is a problem.

"Go back first."

Li Mu comforted the words.

Originally a very simple matter of finding a relative, the result has actually developed to such a degree, and the trend toward the suspense of the spirit has developed.

Under the comfort of Li Mu, two people walked out of the village, followed the road, found two guards waiting in the distance, took the boat and returned to the station.

"Have a good rest."

Li Mu sent Bi Yan to the room.

After a day in the day, Bi Yan was very tired and quickly fell asleep.

Li Mu also returned to his quiet room and began to practice.

Into the night.

Li Mu walked out of the quiet room.

The little fox woman is still asleep.

Li Mu carefully walked out of the station and determined that after being found and traced, the knife was turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

The next moment, the hustle and bustle of the station, the chubby smile of the beautiful East came out from the entrance of the station, watching the direction of Li Mu disappeared, his face laughing, did not say anything.

......

Li Mu returned to the village.

In the middle of the night, this small village like a paradise is quiet and peaceful.

Li Mu Shi showed his body, like a ghost, and came to the small courtyard of the broken bamboo house.

In the bamboo house, the lights are lit.

There was a coughing noise that came faintly.

The middle-aged man has not yet fallen asleep.

A faint smell of medicine came out of the house.

Li Mu observed it for a moment in the dark and found that there was no vision. The heart was secret: Do you really guess wrong? There is no secret in this middle-aged person.

He observed an hour in the dark and found nothing.

Just as Li Mu was about to leave temporarily, something unexpected happened.

The figure of the four-wheeled black-dressed night outfit flew from the distance of the village. It was extremely fast and silent. Like four leaves, it floated into the small yard and occupied different positions. , surrounded the bamboo house.

"Let the fox **** wing, still decocting? You can't live for a long time, why bother to struggle," one of the black people opened his mouth and sneered: "I heard that your daughter is back today, you didn't recognize it? What, you Are you afraid of being tired of him?"

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