It's late autumn and it's not yet cool, and the shadows of the branches are almost alive.
Feng Yu was sitting in the ancestral hall, and Feng Er came with a lantern. He sat down first, and Feng Yu poured a pot of strong tea for his second uncle. He knew that his second uncle came to have something to say.
Feng Er is still the same as before. After losing his arm in Guide City, it took him five years to adapt to this kind of life, but Feng Er still cares about Feng Yu very much.
"I heard something happened in Shanxi?"
"Well, a red wax envelope was delivered to the Feng family this afternoon."
"Well...your father asked you to go, what do you think?"
"Idea? Second uncle, what do you mean?"
Feng Er took a sip of strong tea, stroked his beard that had not been shaved recently, and said: "Shanxi is not a simple place. Your father and your second uncle have both suffered losses. You have been making small fuss over the years.
The other tombs I buried are nothing, but I am really worried about Dou from Shanxi."
Feng Yu said calmly: "Second uncle, don't worry. As a member of the Feng family, how can we let others see a joke? This time I will prove with myself that the Shanxi Tomb is actually not a big deal."
Feng Er showed an awkward smile, "You brat, I'll pay you back when you grow up."
Feng Er took out his dry cigarette, Feng Yu helped him add some tobacco and lit it. Feng Er continued: "You should be careful about everything this time. If there is anything wrong, you should retreat in time. If you can't solve it, I will just wait for you."
Dad, go, in short, don’t show off."
Feng Yu nodded in agreement. Although the second uncle's words were redundant, they were also for Feng Yu's good. His son traveled thousands of miles and his mother was worried, and Feng Yu was no exception.
Feng Er then took out another thing and handed it to Feng Yu, which was the ancient jade amulet he carried with him.
"Take this thing with you."
"Second uncle, do you want to give me this?"
"This ancient jade amulet can save your life. Your second uncle and I almost fell into trouble that time in Guide City. It was this ancient jade that saved my life. Look at the strange beast on this piece of jade. It has an extra patch of ink on its body.
It didn’t exist before.”
Feng Yu took it and took a closer look. Although he had never seen his second uncle's ancient jade before, he clearly remembered that there was no such large piece of ink color.
"Second uncle, is this thing really so strange?"
"It's strange or not, you'll know if you try it yourself."
Feng Yu immediately accepted the object, and Feng Yu also knew a little bit about the origin of this ancient jade amulet. It seemed to come from the tomb of a Feng Shui master.
Feng Er had finished what he had to say. He burned out the tobacco on the ground, drank all the tea, stood up and left. Before leaving, he said: "Okay, that's all."
Feng Er looked at Feng Yu meaningfully, his eyes full of words, but he didn't say a word.
Feng Er's somewhat rickety figure walked out of the ancestral hall. Feng Yu looked behind and realized that his father and second uncle were already sixty-year-old men. He couldn't help but feel sad. Time can change everyone, but what can he change?
Feng Yu packed up the ancient jade amulet. It was a good thing and might really come in handy.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew in the sky. Feng Yu felt a little cold. He was about to go back to the house, but he saw a person appearing in the ancestral hall. In the year of war and chaos, Feng Yu had to be careful. He had been in the ancestral hall courtyard.
Sitting there, I never saw anything get inside.
Four white lanterns were hung at the four corners under the eaves of the ancestral hall. Although the light was not strong, lighting was not a problem. Who could enter the ancestral hall so arrogantly without Feng Yu noticing?
Feng Yu walked towards the figure in the ancestral hall. It would be a lie to say that the heart is as calm as water. However, the Feng family is in Yanshan, and it is not a place where bandits commit murder and arson. They don't have the guts yet.
To disturb the Feng family, other than these, there are only some fleeing victims. But what kind of disaster victims can enter the Feng family like this? What I am afraid of are those deserters. They are usually mentally broken people, and they may not do anything.
Something is coming.
Feng Yu came closer and asked the figure inside: "Who are you? What are you doing in my Feng family ancestral hall?"
The man turned around slowly. He was petite and wearing a black dress. He looked extremely fashionable. He had the same extraordinary temperament as the popular singers in Shanghai in the newspaper. He must not be a deserter from the disaster victims. This can rule out the closure.
Yu felt much relieved.
"Feng Yu, I haven't seen you for a few years. You are such a noble person and you forget things so much."
The figure walked out of the dark place in the ancestral hall. The appearance was indeed very fashionable, with small leather shoes with curly hair, a black dress, and a delicate small bag on the shoulder. No matter how you look at it, it is not from the same era as what Feng Yu is wearing.
, so to speak, Feng Yu is like a refugee fleeing a disaster.
This person is Zhang Manyue, whom I met in Guide City. This little girl has not been heard from for five years, and she has turned into a big girl.
"Zhang...Zhang Manyue? Is that you?"
Zhang Manyue pursed her lips and smiled. This smile was very rare, "It's okay if you remember me."
"Are you going to Shanghai to be a star?" Feng Yu asked stupidly.
"Are you still used to being your Mr. Feng in the Feng family?" Zhang Manyue directly avoided Feng Yu's words. The problem seemed to have little to do with Feng Yu.
Feng Yu replied: "Well, it's... not bad."
Feng Yu originally had many questions to ask Zhang Manyue, and he still had many questions about the Feng family and the incident in Guide City, but when they suddenly met like this, he didn't know where to start.
Zhang Manyue moved to the door of the ancestral hall and stood under the lantern on the eaves. She put on light makeup and looked fresh and charming. Feng Yu was speechless for a moment. In his impression, Zhang Manyue was a very beautiful woman.
At first glance, it's a bit more beautiful than imagined.
"I know you have many things to ask, but I don't want to answer them now. I said I would come to the Feng family, but it never happened before. Now it happens that you are going to Shanxi."
Feng Yu secretly wondered, he only said that he was going to Shanxi in the afternoon, why didn't everyone know about it within an hour or two? Who has such a long mouth?
Feng Yu asked: "Something happened to the Feng family there. I want to go to Shanxi. What do you mean?"
Zhang Manyue nodded, "You will know when we get there. I will wait for you over there."
Before Feng Yu could understand, he saw Zhang Manyue was about to leave, and his mind was confused. What do you mean I will wait for you there?
"What does Zhang Manyue mean by this? Please wait and explain clearly."
Zhang Manyue glanced at Feng Yu and said, "How on earth did you become the young master of the Feng family?"
After saying that, Zhang Manyue left Feng Yu with a disappointed look, jumped up to the roof of the ancestral hall, lost her figure under the dim moonlight, and disappeared without a trace again, leaving behind a clear and bright moon.
Feng Yu was stunned on the spot, feeling that Zhang Manyue was still the same Zhang Manyue. He was really not taking the usual path. Feng Yu came to his senses and saw that Zhang Manyue's last words were obviously sarcastic.
After waiting for five years, Zhang Manyue came, but Feng Yu lost all his expectations. He thought he could get some other information from Zhang Manyue, but the result turned out to be like this. Now Feng Yu is really bearish.
I have learned a lot, and it seems that time is really a good antidote.
Two days later, according to the date set by Feng Qing, Feng Yu was going to Shanxi. Zhang Xiuxian packed his things early in the morning and waited for Feng Yu at the foot of Yanshan Mountain.
Feng Qing and Feng Er sent Feng Yu down to Yanshan, gave Feng Yu a few instructions and left in the car.
He didn't know what he would encounter during this trip to Shanxi. Feng Yu suddenly had a bad feeling on the road. He saw a layer of thick clouds on the horizon outside the car window, and there were dark clouds rolling inside, and bursts of thunder.
(The second story has already begun. I believe it is a strange story. The story took place in 1922. Feng Yu was twenty-two years old. He has grown up at this age and should have some responsibility. Compared with the first story
The foreshadowing of the story and Feng Yu's young age will be quite different in this story. The conspiracy behind Guanshan Secret Record will also officially surface. Well, see you in the next chapter.)
