monk family

Chapter 295
Under the narration of the old village head.

Only then did Fu Shiyi learn that the elder sister had died of illness five years after she disappeared, but she had never known that the elder sister was terminally ill before. Obviously, the eldest sister deliberately kept it from her, no wonder she always delayed the marriage.

"Elder Sister, it's good that you come back, it's good that you come back, Sister Meiya sees you, it is estimated that the resentment will be eliminated, and you will be reincarnated."

Seeing Fu Shishi, the old village chief didn't want to talk about his affairs in detail.

After a few words, he left on crutches, leaving space for Fu Shishi and his sisters.

After the old way withdrew.

The courtyard returned to its usual calm.

"elder sister."

Feeling lucky, Fu Shiyi gently opened the bedroom where the two sisters used to live, only to find that the room had been in place for decades, but it was spotless, and the interior decoration was the same as the morning when she left home for Luoxia Mountain. , the only change is that I can no longer see that busy figure.

"elder sister."

Fu Shishi's eyes became hot, and tears rolled down to the ground.

at this time.

A gust of wind blew through the house.

Fu Shishi's eyes lit up, thinking that Meiya had recognized her, but Yinfeng didn't stay by her side, but turned into the backyard,

Fu Shishi followed.

But I saw the rabbit pen in the backyard, the broom was hanging alone in the air, as if someone was carrying it, cleaning the fallen leaves on the ground one by one, there were no rabbits in the pen.

After sweeping up the fallen leaves on the ground.

Fu Shiyi felt the dark wind blowing past him again, but he came to the kitchen. There was a sound of pots and pans in the kitchen. Before the sun rose the next day, the sound of pots and pans sounded again in the kitchen. Then the cloudy wind drifted towards the top of Luoxia Mountain.

Apparently, Meiya was repeating the days when she sent Fu Shishi to blacksmiths day by day.

"Sister~"

Fu Shiyi couldn't bear it anymore.

Covering his mouth, he cried loudly.

She ran to the sycamore forest at the bottom of the mountain. In her subconscious mind, Grandpa Zhang would definitely be able to solve this problem. However, when she ran down the mountain, she found that the sycamore forest had disappeared.

She could no longer find that thatched cottage.

"Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Zhang!!"

Heartless Castle.

Fu Zhihong, who was sitting in the formation to heal his injuries, opened his eyes first.

He seemed to have a feeling, and looked at Fu Shishi who was guarding the side, but seeing tears in his eyes and pain on his face, Fu Zhihong's heart skipped a beat.

Get up from the ground.

When he came to Fu Shiyi's side, he found that the other party's spirit had been separated from his body for a long time, and he had obviously fallen into a certain illusion:
"Eleven, wake up, wake up!"

Fu Zhihong called a few times.

But Fu Shiyi didn't respond at all:
Fu Zhihong couldn't wake up when he saw Magu on the side, but Magu always had a happy smile on his face, and Fu Zhihong couldn't help but feel uneasy:

"What exactly happened?"

The rest of the tribe who were meditating to heal their injuries.

Woke up one after another.

Sanniang's heart was troubled, and she carefully observed the situation of Fu Shiyi and Magu, and said in a flash of inspiration:

"Patriarch, I see that their situation is similar to that when the clan opened the Wudan illusion. They should be involved in a certain illusion."

It's just that Wudan illusion is a place of inheritance.

There is no added danger in it.

And once they are considered to have no alchemy qualifications, they will be sent out of the illusion. I don't know what kind of illusion Fu Shiyi and Magu entered.

At this time the sun rose again in the sky outside.

The little devils flying around were planted in place the moment the sun rose, turning into strange flowers and weeds.

Fu Zhihong frowned:
"We don't have much time to stay in the secret realm. If Eleven and Magu fail to wake up in time, their bodies will be sent out, but their souls will stay here forever, that will be terrible. Already!"

"Then what to do, Patriarch?"

Sanniang was very worried. If she knew she would not heal her wounds, she would stay by Fu Shiyi's side. At least they would enter the illusion together and have a companion. Magu didn't know if she could be relied on.

Fu Zhihong did not speak.

Instead, with a wave of his hand, the gate outside the castle slowly opened, and the key inserted in it immediately turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

Fu Zhihong looked at the rest of the people and said:
"Before night falls, we have to leave Wangsixiang. Before that, Zhifei, you must find a way to find a loophole in the formation. This formation can be isolated and teleported. When the time comes, if we can't get out, then... "

They will die in this secret realm.

And now it's time for them.

Only one day!
Uncle suddenly felt a lot of pressure, so he called Uncle Nine, Uncle Ten and Uncle Fifth to help, but only Fu Siyuan, Fu Zhihong and Sanniang were left in Wuxin Castle.

"Siyuan, Sanniang, you two go to other castles together to search and see if you can find anything. However, you must be careful, if there is danger in the castle, don't enter."

Sanniang is worried about Fu Shishi.

Without waiting for her to speak, Fu Zhihong said:
"Don't worry, I stay here just to wake up Eleven and Magu, don't worry about this place."

Wait until Sanniang and Fu Siyuan leave Wuxin Castle.

Fu Zhihong waved his hand.

The gate outside the castle was closed again.

He patted the storage bag, and a wooden box appeared in his hand. The painful look on Fu Zhihong's face flashed away, and a tactic hit the wooden box. With a flash of sunlight, a joss stick was placed on the ground.

The incense sticks have not been lit yet.

Then there was a refreshing fragrance, which shocked people's spirits.

Fu Zhihong divided the incense stick into eight, placed it around Fu Shiyi and Magu, and sat in the middle by himself. With a flick of his wrist, a fire ignited from his sword finger:

"boom!"

With a wave of his sword.

The eight incense sticks were instantly lit.

Fu Zhihong swung the sword finger of his right hand with his left hand, and blood flowed out instantly. He drew a talisman in the void with blood on it, and when the talisman condensed, it suddenly pierced into the eyebrows of Fu Shiyi and Magu.

After everything is ready.

Fu Zhihong made a fist with both hands.

He began to chant the mantra silently.

As the sound of the incantation became louder and louder, the runes between the eyebrows of Fu Shiyi and Magu suddenly started to heat up.

Iron Village.

Fu Shiyi searched Luoxia Mountain for several months, but he couldn't find any trace of Grandpa Zhang. He seemed to have disappeared into this world.

Fu 11 was so impatient that he could only go back.

She opened a blacksmith shop in her home, specializing in making ironware for the villagers. Every morning, she accompanied Malt's soul to the top of Luoxia Mountain.

So day after day.

Fu Shiyi's craftsmanship is good, and ironware is not only popular in Datie Village, but people from all over the world have to ask people to come to her to make it. She gradually became famous and bought three in and three out in the town. mansion.

Ke Meiya can no longer enjoy it.

Time flickers.

Dozens of years have passed.

Fu Shiyi has also become a gray-haired old lady.

(End of this chapter)