Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh silent night silent tears
Feng Yu saw his father's figure in the ancestral hall. He was praying to the ancestors of the Feng family, asking his ancestors to bless this child of the Feng family.
The hearts of parents all over the world are like this. My father has been looking forward to this day for who knows how long. The Feng family finally no longer has to worry about karma. But I don’t know if the child is a boy or a girl. Feng Yu hopes that it will be a girl, which will save him a lot of unnecessary worries.
, she can grow up freely.
Feng Qing heard the movement behind the door and looked outside the door warily. He was very surprised to see it was Feng Yu. He felt that he had been blinded and rubbed his eyes to confirm again.
"Feng Yu? Are you back?"
Feng Yu walked into the ancestral hall and bowed respectfully to his father. As time went by, Feng Qing was now seventy years old. When he first entered the Feng family, his father and his second uncle were looking forward to it.
He still can't forget the look in his eyes. How short a person's life can be. It's so short that you don't even have time to think about it. You want to raise your child but you can't wait for him. Time is a bitter medicine. You only realize it's too late after taking it.
Night.
"Dad, I'm back."
Despite Feng Qing's calm appearance on the surface, he knew everything in his heart, and the word "city mansion" was perfectly suitable for him.
"You know what happened in Yunyang, right? Let's stay in peace for a while and don't worry about anything outside."
Feng Yu understood what his father meant. Nothing was more important in the Feng family than welcoming the next generation.
"Dad, I have something to tell you."
"If it's about your going out, you can talk about it later."
Feng Yu stopped his father, "Dad, you must know this first."
Feng Qing found a place to sit down, "What is something that I must know first?"
The scene suddenly became quiet, and there was no sound in the ancestral hall. It was always like this at night on Yanshan Mountain.
"Do you know where my second uncle went?"
"Second brother? Where did he go? Do you know?"
Feng Yu did not give the answer directly. He turned to ask: "Dad, do you know anyone from the Feng family's secret sect?"
"Huh, brat, don't lie to your father, Feng family secret sect? If you ask that, it seems you know?"
Feng Yu was a little surprised, "Do you know the identity of the second uncle?"
"Are you trying to say that the second child is a secret party? I already know this."
Feng Yu sighed and looked at his father with a very angry look, thinking why Ya'er didn't sue him earlier when he knew all this. How could his father guard against him like a thief?
"I said, Dad, you are hiding too deeply. Why didn't I notice it before? You are like an airtight wall."
Feng Qing didn't speak, Feng Yu paused and told the story with some emotion.
"This time when I went to Huaxian Ancient Lake, my second uncle also came. Dad, how much do you know about the people of the Gods? I don't want you to keep it secret. Many times, I can't believe what you said. This time when I came back from Huaxian Lake
, we discovered that the divine clan’s secret may have another purpose behind it, but the price this time was painful. Pan Cao personally killed himself for his own greed, and the second uncle..."
Feng Qing looked at Feng Yu seriously and asked, "What's wrong with the second child?"
"Second uncle, he died in the hands of the Burmese to save us."
After Feng Yu said this, the relationship between the two of them seemed to be frozen. Feng Qing did not speak for a long time. He and Feng Er, the two brothers, had gone through life and death. In the end, Feng Er took the first step towards him.
Feng Qing's demeanor was a little pretentious, which was a big blow to him. The Feng family was not very prosperous in their generation. He and his younger brother Feng Er grew up together and experienced countless things, big and small, especially
During the two most difficult years for the Feng family, the two brothers managed to survive by relying on their own abilities.
Feng Er is an open-minded person. Those years of stealing and stealing treasures were all obtained by Feng Er at the risk of his life for the Feng family. Feng Qing actually knew Feng Er's identity as an undercover sect, but he didn't feel it.
Unexpectedly, Feng Er put his idea into practice, which Feng Qing couldn't compare to. When Feng Qing learned about the dark sect from his father Feng Mengui, he was worried. According to Er Er's temperament, he
He is the best candidate for the dark faction.
Unexpectedly, a few years later, Feng Er's actions attracted Feng Qing's attention. During that time, he was studying Haifo Lord. In order to prevent things from changing, Feng Qing first took out the recorded contents in the ancestral hall, and Feng Er
He did look for that part of the content. It was impossible for ordinary people to know about Lord Haifo. From that time on, Feng Qing was sure that Feng Er was already a member of the dark sect.
But Feng Qing didn't blame his younger brother for anything. Some choices are not what you want to choose. While he was investigating the Dragon Language Picture, he was secretly competing with Feng Er. This is why the two brothers never met again.
The reason why we went to the grave together.
It is said that people with different paths do not conspire against each other. Since they have taken different paths, they are destined to have different results. Feng Qing is actually a person who is not good at expressing himself. He prefers to hide it in his heart. Now that he is seventy years old, he has gone to
There were not many days left, and he felt tired.
After Feng Qing heard the news of Feng Er's death, he suddenly felt relieved. In his expectation, he did not expect that this day would come so quickly.
"Where is your second uncle's body? Did he say anything?" Feng Qing asked calmly.
"Second uncle said that he should be buried by the lake. The situation at that time was critical and the Burmese people were vicious. Second uncle died without pain. Afterwards, we killed all the Burmese people and everyone who knew anything about Huaxian Ancient Lake was gone.
No one, including Pan Cao, will never come back again."
Feng Qing smiled bitterly, and that bitter smile made people feel distressed. Only those who have experienced it can understand that the brotherhood with Feng Er and the overt and covert competition for so many years all turned into nothing in an instant. How much was it?
There needs to be an adaptation process.
"Others can't understand the relationship between me and your second uncle. We have been ups and downs over the years, and we have been fighting secretly for so long. To be honest, I thought that one day my second uncle's identity would be revealed, but I didn't.
Thinking that he will die before me, Yu, you have to remember that no matter whether your second uncle is a member of the Feng family's dark sect or not, he is still your second uncle, and he will always be the one who loves you the most when you are a child until you are an adult."
Feng Yu nodded, he would not tell his father that his second uncle had given him the identity of the next generation of dark faction.
"Dad, in my heart, my second uncle is just like you. An identity cannot change a person's feelings. Don't worry."
Feng Qing was still immersed in sadness. He probably never thought that Feng Er would die.
"You said Pan Cao can't come back? Is he dead too?"
"Pan Cao died unjustly. He took the Mysterious Soul Bead at the bottom of the lake without authorization and broke the ancient realm of immortality. Dad, how much do you think this person knew behind the scenes?"
"In that year, your grandfather captured him and went to Heishui Mountain. He copied a large number of cultural relics there. Who knows what he would know from it. Maybe from that time on, Pan Cao had a comprehensive plan."
Feng Qing didn't want to continue talking, so he said: "Don't tell anyone about the death of the second child yet. The people under the Feng family are watching. There might be trouble, so suppress it in advance."
Feng Yu nodded. Seeing that his father was not in good condition, he decided to call it a day and wait a few days to discuss the rest.
"Dad, the days are long. The dead have passed away, but the living must live on. We can wait until this period to make plans for the future."
Feng Qing didn't talk any more. The father and son just looked at each other. Feng Yu looked at the Feng family tablets in the ancestral hall. In the future, his position would also be among them. It seemed to be an ordinary position, but it also carried
too much.
Feng Yu had never seen his father cry. This was the only time. Feng Qing wiped his tears with his hands, stared at Feng Mengui's memorial tablet, and then walked out of the Feng Family Ancestral Hall.
When Feng Yu was left alone, the silent night further intensified his emotions, and Feng Yu also shed tears, not only for Feng Er, but also for himself.
