The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 245 The Glamorous Widow
"Mother, mother!"

Young Yang Guo ran ahead and ran all the way home.

Feng Ji and Li Mochou followed behind, and before entering his yard, they could already smell the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Feng Ji immediately guessed that Mu Nianci was probably seriously ill.

Li Mochou quickly followed Yang Guo into the courtyard, but saw that the courtyard was very simple and distressed, the thatched hut was leaking everywhere.

Inside the room, there were bursts of coughing sounds from a woman.

"Later, cough, cough, cough...you...are you going to fight someone again?"

The woman's voice was quite severe, as if she was very angry with Yang Guo for doing something.

Yang Guo followed his mother since he was a child, and was looked down upon by others. Although he is young, he is very sensible.

He didn't dare to refute with his mother, and lowered his head to coax her: "Mother, I fell at the intersection, and I didn't fight with anyone."

"How dare you lie! You...you cough cough cough..."

"Mother, mother, don't be angry, Guo'er knows it's wrong, Guo'er knows it's wrong."

Xiao Yang Guo was not afraid of anything, but his mother. When he saw his mother coughing in anger, tears flowed down his face.

At this time Feng Ji and Li Mochou also came to the door.

Seeing Yang Guo being reprimanded, Li Mochou hurried forward and explained: "This sister, don't blame this child, just now a group of children bullied him."

As she spoke, she looked at the woman in front of her.

It is said to be a woman, but this woman seems to be only in her early twenties, with fair complexion and beautiful appearance.

I don't know if it's because of having a child, but his figure is a little more familiar than his peers.

But beauty is beauty, but there is a gloomy look on her face, and a sick look on her fair face.

She was secretly surprised: "I don't think there is such a beautiful woman in this small village."

Li Mochou was surprised, while Mu Nianci who was opposite was even more surprised.

She looked at Li Mochou carefully, but saw that Li Mochou was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a tall figure, high chest, slender waist, snowy complexion, and picturesque eyebrows.

In all these years in Lin'an, she has never seen such a beauty.

"The only person I've seen is that girl Huang from Peach Blossom Island who can compete with this girl in appearance."

This thought flashed by, and she immediately became vigilant, looking at the tall Feng Ji beside Li Mochou.

I just feel that Feng Ji is too tall. She is a girl from Jiangnan, she is petite, but she is also 1.6 meters [-], which is considered tall among Jiangnan women.

Although not as tall as Li Mochou, but there is not much difference.

But compared with Feng Ji who is nearly two meters tall, he still needs to look up.

Feng Ji was like a hill in front of her, full of pressure, which naturally made her feel afraid.

"I don't know who the two are?"

She looked at the two of them and spoke slowly.

Li Mochou said: "little girl, Li Mochou, this is Feng Ji, the two of us passed by here, seeing this child being bullied, I couldn't bear it, so I stepped forward to help."

Yang Guo also took the initiative to say: "Mother, I begged them to come. They are dressed luxuriously, and they are not ordinary people. I thought you were dying of a long illness, so I begged them to come and take a look for you."

Mu Nianci was angry in his heart, but he also knew that it was his son's filial piety. Now there are outsiders here, but it is not easy to reprimand his son, so he could only whisper: "I know my own illness. It cannot be cured by medicine or rocks. Both of you I'm bothered."

As she spoke, she looked as if she wanted to see off the guests.

Li Mochou frowned, thinking that she was being unreasonable, and she had come to help their mother and son out of good intentions, but she had such an attitude.

Feng Ji looked at Li Mochou who was a little angry, couldn't help smiling, and suddenly said, "Is the lady's surname Mu?"

Mu Nianci was startled, and looked at Feng Ji with some doubts: "You...how do you know my surname?"

Feng Ji smiled again: "Not only do I know your surname is Mu, but I also know who this child's ancestor is. His surname is Yang, and his ancestor is a general of the Yang family?"

Mu Nianci was surprised again, and looked at Feng Ji in disbelief, really wondering, how did the person in front of him know this?

Feng Ji chuckled: "Can this kid know martial arts?"

Mu Nianci hadn't spoken yet, but Yang Guo couldn't bear it anymore.

Since he was a child, he had listened to the storytellers in the village telling the legend of Yue Wumu, and he was even more familiar with the story of the generals of the Yang family.

But he was ridiculed and ridiculed by his peers since he was a child, he had no father, and his background was poor.

But he never thought that one day, someone would tell him that his ancestor was the general of the Yang family. Apart from the ecstasy and shock in his heart, he also had the excitement of seeing Feng Ji as a senior.

Without waiting for Mu Nianci to answer, he quickly shouted, "Uncle, I have never learned martial arts."

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing, looked at Yang Guo simply, and asked, "Then do you want to learn?"

"miss you!"

Yang Guo blurted out, but immediately thought of something, and quickly looked at his mother, Mu Nianci.

But seeing that Mu Nianci's expression was not very good-looking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly lowered his head.

Feng Ji looked at Mu Nianci and said with a smile, "Madam doesn't want this kid to learn martial arts?"

Mu Nianci remained silent, feeling confused.

Feng Ji also saw her thoughts. When she was young, she watched her husband Yang Kang go astray, fearing that her child would go astray, and she would be ashamed of the teachings of her adoptive father Yang Tiexin.

Therefore, it is better not to let the child learn martial arts, and not let him participate in the disputes in the martial arts, thinking that in this way, even if the child is slick, even if he learns badly like his father, he will not be so bad and cause no great harm.

It's just that the child is growing up now, she loves Xiao Yang Guo, she is not in good health, she may not be able to last long, if Xiao Yang Guo is left alone, how can she live without martial arts?

That's why she was complicated at this time, and she didn't know what to do.

Feng Ji saw what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "Ma'am, it is said in the "Warring States Policy" that parents love their sons, and their plans are far-reaching."

"How can you just watch the descendants of the generals of the Yang family become street gangsters in the future?"

Mu Nianci was shocked, looked at Feng Ji, and murmured his words.

"Parents love their sons, and they have far-reaching plans...I...I..."

She looked down at Xiao Yang Guo, and saw that his appearance was [-]% similar to that of her late husband Yang Kang, but he did not live like Yang Kang's rich clothes and good food, but was rather disheveled.

Her eyes turned red immediately, and she choked up with sobs: "Guer, mother is a useless woman..."

Seeing his mother crying, Xiao Yang Guo was startled and thought he wanted to learn martial arts, so he annoyed his mother, hugged her mother's legs, and cried, "Mother, I won't learn martial arts anymore. If you don't want me to learn martial arts, I won't learn martial arts." Don't be angry, woo woo..."

The mother and son hugged each other, which was very touching.

Li Mochou couldn't help being infected, her eyes were slightly red, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked, "Ma'am, why don't you let this child learn martial arts?"

Mu Nianci choked up and said, "I...I'm worried that if I'm not alive, he won't learn well, go astray, and become a villain."

"If he hadn't learned martial arts, he wouldn't be able to harm the country if he did evil."

Li Mochou was stunned and didn't understand why Mu Nianci had such a strange idea.

As a parent, who doesn't hope that their children will be good, who doesn't want their children to have a future?
Why is this guy only thinking about his own child doing less evil?
"Sister, you...why do you have such an idea?" Li Mochou couldn't help calling her sister, which brought them closer.

Mu Nianci's eyes were red, tears were dripping down, but she refused to speak.

Others couldn't understand it, but Feng Ji knew the reason very well.

Mu Nianci was harmed so badly by Yang Kang that he was already in shadow.

I'm afraid that my child will follow the temperament of the deceased husband, so that's why.

Feng Ji sighed, shook his head and said, "Ma'am, do you know the story of Meng Mu's three relocations?"

Mu Nianci was taken aback for a moment, she was a child of the Jianghu, how could she have so much experience and experience.

Can't help shaking his head slightly.

Feng Ji said: "Mother Meng is the mother of Mencius, the sub-sage. It is rumored that Mencius lost his father when he was young, and Mother Meng raised Mencius independently."

"It is rumored that the Meng family lived near the cemetery at the beginning. Mencius was young, and he played around in the tomb and built the burial enthusiastically. Meng's mother said: 'This is not where I live,' but go."

Mu Nianci pondered, and said: "The child is still young, and when he sees the funeral procession, would he like to learn to play?"

Feng Ji nodded with a smile, and said again: "Later, the mother and son lived together near the market, and Mencius played for the sake of selling in Jiaren Street. Meng's mother said again: "This is not the place where I live."

Li Mochou couldn't help asking: "Mother Meng moved to the city near the market, and Mencius learned about merchants' peddling?"

Feng Ji smiled and said again: "Afterwards, Mencius and Mencius moved again. They left the school next to the palace. They set up Zudou for their play, and bowed to let them retreat. Meng's mother said, "It's really possible to live with my son." So they lived. And Mencius grew up , learn the six arts, and become a great Confucian.”

Mu Nianci and Li Mochou immediately understood.

Mu Nianci said: "You mean, what a child will learn in the future depends on the people around him?"

Feng Ji casually pointed to a pot of flowers outside the house, and said, "A child is like the soil in this pot. Whatever you sow, it will grow back."

"You are worried that Xiao Yang Guo will learn badly, so you don't teach him martial arts, so why can't you educate him well?"

"No one is born a bad person. The environment has a great influence on the growth of a person."

"He hangs out with rascals all year round, and in all likelihood, he will become a rascal in the future."

"If you live with honest and generous people all year round, you will naturally become a chivalrous person."

Mu Nianci was in a daze, she was a new mother, how could she understand these educational principles.

I only know that the son follows the father, Yang Kang is heinous and full of lies.I was afraid that Yang Guo would do the same in the future, so I didn't dare to teach him martial arts.

Listening to Feng Ji's words now, my heart can't help but shake.

She suddenly realized that her son might not grow up like his father.

Looking at Feng Ji and Li Mochou, she pursed her lips, pulled Xiao Yang Guo closer, and said, "Guo Er, kneel down."

Little Yang Guo didn't know why, so he glanced at his mother and saw that his mother looked solemn and didn't dare to disobey, so he immediately knelt down in front of Feng Ji.

Immediately, Mu Nianci also knelt down, choked with sobs and said, "I am an idiot from the countryside. I don't know how to teach my children. After listening to your words today, I know the way to raise children. It is broad and profound. Please be merciful, Mr. Feng, to accept my child. May the children worship you as their teacher."

With a wave of Feng Ji's hand, a soft internal force immediately lifted Mu Nianci and Yang Guo up.

Mu Nianci's heart was shaken suddenly, he only felt Feng Ji's inner strength was gentle and deep, which is rare in this world, he was extremely impressed, and he became more determined in his mind.

Feng Ji didn't agree directly, but looked at Yang Guo and said with a smile, "Would you like me to be your teacher?"

Yang Guo looked at the tall Feng Ji, pursed his lips, and suddenly said, "Uncle, can I ask you to be my adoptive father?"

What he said, the three adults present were all stunned.

Mu Nianci was startled, and hurriedly said, "Guoer, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Yang Guo turned around and said excitedly: "Mother, every time I go out, those people bully me, saying that I don't have a father, that I'm a wild child!"

"I don't want to be a wild child, I want a father, I want a daddy!"

His eyes were red and he was very emotional.

Mu Nianci's eyes turned red immediately, and she also knew that Yang Guo was looked down upon and bullied outside because she didn't give the child a complete home.

At that moment, she looked back at Feng Ji, her eyes were red, and she begged, "Mr. Feng..."

Feng Ji didn't expect this little Yang Guo to come out like this, but it can also be seen that although Yang Guo is young, his temper has already been settled. His character is just like his mother Mu Nianci's, with a firm heart and very assertiveness.

Don't look at Mu Nianci's weak appearance, but in reality he is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Deep down, he is a very strong master.

It can be seen that she can stick to righteousness and persuade Yang Kang to change his ways several times.

After Yang Kang died, Guo Jing and Huang Rong met her and invited her to live in Peach Blossom Island.

She also politely refused, preferring to raise the child alone, rather than relying on others.

It can be seen that she is very strong and tenacious.

In this regard, Yang Guo perfectly inherited her character.

Feng Ji looked at Li Mochou and asked, "What do you think?"

Li Mochou asked strangely: "This child wants to worship you as foster father, why are you asking me?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "He worshiped me as foster father, wouldn't he have to call you foster mother in the future? Of course I have to ask you."

Li Mochou's pretty face flushed immediately, her cheeks were flushed with red, she was extremely shy.

"You hate it, talk about business!"

She couldn't help but lightly thumped Feng Ji, full of shyness.

Seeing this, Mu Nianci felt hurt and couldn't help but think of Yang Kang.

Feng Ji turned his head at this time, looked at the mother and son, and said with a smile: "In this case, Xiao Yang Guo, I will adopt you as my adopted son. You mother and son, follow me to live with me in the future."

Mu Nianci hurriedly said, "I won't go."

Feng Ji looked at Mu Nianci and said, "Your illness still needs to rest. If it continues, I'm afraid it will get worse."

When Yang Guo heard this, he immediately yelled: "Mother, if you don't go, I won't go either."

Li Mochou also persuaded: "Sister Mu, can you rest assured that you are not watching this child?"

After a few words of persuasion, Mu Nianci had no choice but to agree.

Now that Mu Nianci is packing up the things at home, there is actually nothing to do.

The house is bare, and there are only some clothes that can be brought.

Li Mochou didn't even let them bring the clothes, she just went to the street to buy some high-quality silk and satin fabrics, and then made new clothes for Yang Guo.

Yang Guo has a sweet mouth, one sister at a time, which makes Li Mochou very happy, and loves little Yang Guo very much.

Mu Nianci could tell that Li Mochou really liked Yang Guo, so she couldn't help feeling relieved.

Next, Feng Ji asked someone to buy five pairs of boys and girls from the dental shop, and then returned to Treasure Island with them.

Back on the island, Feng Ji had the children washed and put on new clothes.

Immediately, these children were clean and looked completely new.

He accepted these boys and girls as disciples, and taught these children the internal functions of the "Nine Yin Manual" to lay the foundation.

This "Nine Yin Scriptures" was obtained by Feng Ji when he was in the world of "Yi Tian".

This martial arts is also a Taoist classic, among which the bone forging chapter of the Book of Changes can improve the aptitude of these children.

Yang Guo was naturally among them, he was talented and quick to learn everything, which made Li Mochou happy.

Feng Ji handed the "Nine Yin Manual" to Li Mochou, and then asked Li Mochou to teach them.

Li Mochou was only eighteen or nineteen years old, she was at the right age to be a teacher, she happily took over these tasks, she trained the children every day, and played around on the island, adding a lot of life to Treasure Island.

Seeing this scene, Mu Nianci was very relieved to see Yang Guo playing with the children, and he was even more grateful to Feng Ji and Li Mochou.

On this day, Feng Ji went to the door and came to Mu Nianci's residence.

But I saw Mu Nianci wearing white clothes, leaning on a railing and looking into the distance.

After a few days of recuperation, her body recovered a lot.

The complexion is much fairer and the skin is much more hydrated.

Sitting by the window, dazed in a daze, like a fairy of Taihu Lake, with a melancholy temperament.

Feng Ji knocked on the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Mu Nianci came back to his senses, got up quickly, and said, "Mr. Feng, you're here."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "How many times have I said, you can call me Feng Ji here, the island owner, or Brother Feng, the son is too born."

Mu Nianci blushed slightly, opened his mouth, and finally said, "Brother Feng."

She is embarrassed to call her by her first name, that would be too impolite.

Calling the island owner also seems a bit out of place. After much deliberation, he can only be called Brother Feng.

I was just secretly curious. Feng Ji looked young, but his manners and knowledge were far beyond his age, and he was richer than some old scholars she knew.

I don't know how old he is, but thinking about it, being my brother should be enough.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "That's right, come on, stretch out your hand."

Mu Nianci's pink and jade-like face flushed again.

This sounds a bit ambiguous.

But she understood that Feng Ji didn't mean that, so she gently rolled up her cuffs, revealing a jade lotus-like arm and wrist.

Feng Ji put his hand on her pulse door to feel her pulse.

With a light touch of her finger, Mu Nianci couldn't help but tremble slightly, and even her jade neck was a little red.

Feng Ji felt her nervousness, and his hands felt smooth, warm and soft like freshly baked tofu.

He couldn't help laughing: "Don't be nervous, just treat me as a doctor."

Mu Nianci was even more shy when he heard this, and nodded embarrassingly: "I'm sorry."

In the past few days Feng Ji had been checking her pulse, but she still couldn't let go.

After all these years, she has never been touched by the opposite sex.

Feng Ji's mana slowly penetrated into Mu Nianci's body along his fingers, and began to swim along her meridians.

There is no distinction between medicine and martial arts. As early as the end of Qing Dynasty, he learned good medical skills.

Now that he is on the road of cultivation, Mu Nianci's five elements' qi in his body and the symptoms of stagnation in his lungs are even more clear at a glance.

The reason for the mana to flow into the opponent's body is to investigate the situation in Mu Nianci's body, and it also helps him to nourish his heart.

But in this way, Mu Nianci suffered a lot.

Feng Ji's mana is powerful, and after entering her body, it is like a hot current, walking in her body.

It made her feel as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring, her pores were dilated, and every organ was wantonly relaxing, which made her want to groan a few times, but she was embarrassed.

I had no choice but to endure such a weird feeling, biting my red lips tightly, a layer of mist looming in my beautiful eyes.

Under the hem of the white skirt, the slender legs were tightly together, and her breathing became a little short.

Feng Ji watched his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his heart with his mouth, trying his best to have no other distractions.

But he couldn't help feeling in his heart: "What a beautiful survivor."

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