The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1427 Belated Mourning

"Auntie is fine, she should be with an old friend of hers now."

Song Luoshen gently grabbed the hand of the man beside him.

Li Futu nodded.

"what happened?"

If he hadn't lost his memory, it might be much easier to explain, but because his memory of everything that happened in the past is blank now, it is extremely difficult for Song Luoshen to explain, and it took a lot of time. After the introduction is almost done, Audi It has reached the foot of the mountain.

"Go and see Auntie Guan first, I'll wait for you here, so I won't go up with you."

Song Shou stopped the car, and Song Luoshen picked up a bunch of lilies that he had prepared and handed them to the man.

Li Futu nodded silently, took the pure lily, opened the door and got out of the car.

God Song Luo didn't show him the way, but he walked through the rugged mountain road alone, as if he had been there before, and found the cemetery with precision.

As if he didn't notice the wooden house that suddenly existed not far from the cemetery, Li Futu walked slowly to the stele step by step with flowers in his hands.

The tomb of Qingsi in the loving mother hall.

The unfilial son Li Fu Tuli.

After years of vicissitudes and vicissitudes, the scribbled writing on the stele is somewhat blurred, but it is still like blood.

Standing in front of the stele for a long time, the grown-up man gradually bent down, put down the flowers, and finally landed on both knees, kneeling in front of the tomb.

Looking at the mottled old photo on the tombstone, the blank brain seemed to be rippling like waves in the Dead Sea. It seemed that some power began to surge, and then bursts of piercing pain continued to hit like a tide.

As if, it was punishing him for forgetting his ancestors.

Enduring the severe pain, the man grasped the soil with both hands, and kowtowed three times slowly.

Silently, a figure appeared behind him, quietly witnessing all this.

When he raised his head, a voice sounded from above his head.

"Don't forget, you are not yet 30 years old after all, don't carry all the pressure on your body."

Li Futu turned a deaf ear to it, supported his knees, stood up slowly again, then turned around, turning a blind eye to the middle-aged man behind him, and walked past him.

The other party didn't stop her, but at the moment of passing by, he said, "Remember, living is the greatest filial piety to your mother."

Li Futu kept walking, and soon disappeared into the depths of the mountain road.

From the beginning to the end, the middle-aged man who walked out of the wooden house did not move, nor did he look back. After the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, he took a step forward, squatted down, and cleaned the weeds in front of the grave.

Sudden.

There was a low and inaudible sound, like the sound of water droplets breaking.

Then, a shocking scene appeared in this cemetery!
In the originally invisible and colorless air, just like the surface of water is wrinkled, there are inexplicable ripples visible to the human eye!
Immediately, an even more thrilling picture appeared!
Just like a dream, a crack suddenly appeared in the air above the cemetery, as if a cloth bag opened, and the crack gradually expanded. Then, a figure stepped out of it and appeared in front of the tomb.

Afterwards, the ripples in the air slowly disappeared, and everything returned to silence, as if nothing had happened before, but the figure standing in front of the tombstone appeared out of thin air, but it showed that what happened just now was by no means a dream!

Li Zhengrong, who disarmed his armor and was willing to guard his lonely grave, witnessed this incredible scene. Even though he had experienced countless storms, his mind and vision were far beyond ordinary people, but what happened just now made him fall into a trance involuntarily. In a daze.

The figure that seemed to come from the void was wearing a floor-sweeping robe, wrapping her whole body in it. At this moment, she stood motionless in front of the tomb, looking at the tombstone quietly, as if she was mourning or paying homage.

After half the payment, the one-word shoulder-to-shoulder king who once dominated the world came back to his senses, still maintaining a half-squatting posture, staring closely at the unexpected guest.

"who are you?"

The other party still didn't make any movement, as if they hadn't heard it. It wasn't until a minute or two later that they finally responded.

She turned around slowly.

The moment he saw the opponent's face, Li Zhengrong, who had watched his army being slaughtered to the point of blood and watched his family fall apart, changed his color uncontrollably and his emotions fluctuated more than when he saw the opponent before. It is even more violent when it descends from the void.

"Qingsi..."

He cried out in a daze.

It's not that longing is sick, but it can be seen that this woman who seems to have come across time and space, her face is indeed very similar to the old photo on the tombstone!
The only difference, perhaps, is that she looks older than in the photo.

"Mr. Li's eyes are not good, why is Qingsi? I have white hair."

The other party smiled slightly.

Indeed, although most of it was covered by the robe, her hair was indeed white, desolate and dazzling.

Perhaps it was the first time in Li Zhengrong's life that he lost his composure, his eyes trembled violently, and he hurriedly stood up, trying to walk towards the other party.

But when he took one step, when he was about to take the second step, he found that his body seemed to be out of control. It seemed that there was a force controlling his body instead of him, causing the raised foot to no longer Can't fall down.

"Before the dead, please respect Mr. Li."

The white-haired woman said softly.

Li Zhengrong, who was locked in place and could not move an inch, stared at this woman with trembling eyes.

"You are not Qingsi, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. I came here this time for nothing but to visit my old friend."

The white-haired woman's eyes shifted from Li Zhengrong's face to the tombstone again, her eyes were calm and deep like the sea.

"You know Qingsi? What's your relationship with Qingsi?"

Even though the other party's various methods have gone beyond cognition, and even deviated from the established laws of this world, Li Zhengrong did not panic and fear, and asked in a deep voice.

"Mr. Li, if she hadn't mentioned my existence to you, then I would naturally not go against the wishes of the deceased. If she had mentioned it to you, why should I say more."

The white-haired woman looked at the tombstone with a soft voice.

Li Zhengrong's pupils contracted, and his mind was shocked!

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. After all, you are the one she loves. There is just one thing that I still don't understand. Is this love in the mortal world really so charming that it can make people forget themselves?"

The white-haired woman was talking to herself, a little puzzled, but she didn't seem to want an answer.

Not long after, she turned her head and took one last look at Li Zhengrong.

Those eyes are like an abyss, but also like a galaxy.

Immediately, she didn't speak any more, and her figure slowly dissipated, from reality to emptiness, and within a moment, she disappeared completely.

At this time, Li Zhengrong regained control of his body, stepped forward to the place where the white-haired woman was standing just now, but he didn't touch anything, as if everything that happened just now was just a hallucination.

(End of this chapter)