The Spirit World

Chapter 436 What else happened

"How is Chen Lin?"

"I don't know... but Lord Xunhuangying has gone to look for her... To be honest... when the young master is better... shall we go and meet them? Lord Xunhuangying is a little narrow-minded. If it were me, I would never destroy the little girl's spiritual power..."

On the white wooden bed, Chang Yufeng felt a little better, but he was unwilling to lie down to rest. He leaned against the wooden baffle of the bed, feeling his body recover...

Xiao Lan's treatment has been minimal, and now is the recuperation stage. If the recuperation is good, he can take action earlier.

His condition at the moment was not bad, he just felt some slight muscle tearing pain, as long as he didn't move around, he would be fine.

"Xiao Lan... do you know what Xun Huangying is going to do next? Did Xun Huangying tell you?" Chang Yufeng touched his wrist, where there were obvious marks of chains piercing through it, and a round scar like an exploded sun. It is estimated that it can also be seen on the clavicle, elbows, knees and other places. These all indicate that everything is true. However, as to whether the replacement of his divine body and blood bones is related to Lan Luo, it remains to be investigated, because he has exchanged his body back from Yu Su.

He looked at Xiao Lan, who hadn't changed at all. Perhaps when she saw him for the first time, she would also find this man with the aura of a little master a little incredible.

Everything changed so quickly that there was no room for reaction.

After going around in circles, we are still under the control of others.

"Ah... I didn't say that..." Xiao Lan was peeling an apple with her little jewelry. It was a very small ring with a tiny blade on it.

"But it doesn't matter. The young master is still connected to Xun Huangying, so we can find him right away." Xiao Lan put the apple peel down and glanced at Chang Yufeng: "By then, of course we will know where Master Xun Huangying has gone!"

Chang Yufeng nodded. The pain did not come. He clearly felt that he had gotten much better in the past few minutes, as if the divine body, blood and bones in his body were frantically repairing his body.

But the problem is that he can no longer feel any power from Xun Huangying, not even a little bit...

No matter how much you perceive it, you are unable to do it.

His connection with Xun Huangying was broken... he only had his basic spiritual power based on the sea of ​​spiritual power. In other words, his body was a completely useless shell that did not possess any power. Although he could rely on his previous efforts to use the moves he had learned to pick up the strength again, the degree of his strength would definitely not be comparable to Xun Huangying's endless supply of power and physical strength. If it was really a difference, it was not just a difference, but an irreparable gap.

He wanted to continue asking, but something stuck in his throat. For a moment, he just nodded and didn't know what to say...

Xunhuangying went to look for his Chen Lin...

And where should I go?

"Young master, actually something else happened!" Xiao Lan peeled the apple and handed it to Chang Yufeng. She couldn't let go of the apple, but when she spread her palm flat, the apple was placed neatly in her palm.

Chang Yufeng was not very hungry, nor did he feel greedy, but he still picked up the apple, took a bite, and chewed the sweetness in his mouth, but it was just a temporary thing. After swallowing the juice down his throat, he looked at Xiaolan. Xiaolan's expression was very strange, and it seemed that he should not say it, but he needed to say it.

"You say..." Chang Yufeng swallowed the apple and did not eat it anymore. Instead, he put it in his hand. He looked at Xiaolan, and Xiaolan suddenly flew to his front. He followed her gaze and Xiaolan opened her arms in front of him. A thick book appeared in front of her, spinning.

"There seems to be movement in the master's books... I vaguely felt the master's call, so I took a look and found a shocking change!" Xiao Lan flew down with the book in his arms, and sat cross-legged between Chang Yufeng's calves.

"My mother is calling you?" Chang Yufeng watched Xiao Lan open the book, the pages rustling in her hands.

"Yes, little master, I felt the master's call when we found you! During that period, your coma was accompanied by the master's call. It was not until midnight today that the call ended. I suddenly had an idea and looked through the books that the master kept! As a result, I found this!"

Xiao Lan seemed to have found something.

That wordless heavenly book, even if it was written by gods, would not work without words.

But while he was unconscious, the book began to change... and it was no longer a wordless book...

This inevitably made Chang Yufeng full of surprises. A series of events happened as if they were pre-arranged. Every step he took, no, every step of everyone, was calculated by his mother? Could it be that such a butterfly effect-like accurate prediction had been seen through long ago?

His body was covered with goosebumps and he took a big bite of the apple.

He looked at Xiao Lan with expectation. Xiao Lan turned the book over and faced it towards Chang Yufeng, like a Fuwa holding a gold ingot.

"This is it!"

Xiao Lan pointed at that page. That page was no longer blank, but a page with a small colorful picture and a whole page of large characters.

Chang Yufeng took it in surprise, and ate the apple quickly, placing the core on the small table beside the bed as if he had swallowed it whole.

He held the back of the book with one hand and stared intently at the colorful scroll.

That was... a little lamb with a pure white body, or more precisely a human-shaped lamb that looked like a ball of fur. It clapped its hands happily, as if it had encountered something happy. A towering tree was swaying gently behind it. The golden sunlight passed through the leaves of the towering tree, and the shadows and gold were intertwined, reflecting on the grass. A bluebird was walking happily on the grass, holding its head high as if it was singing. The sheep was smiling happily, with squinting eyes and a mouth that couldn't be closed. It was obvious that that kind of happiness was not fake, but genuine joy. A butterfly was resting on its body.

On that towering tree, many red fruits were also shining, and they looked like big apples...

The lambs are celebrating the apple trees blossoming and bearing fruit.

Chang Yufeng was shocked. That was... Lanluo's apple tree... Could this little lamb be him? Or Xun Huangying?
He had never been so happy with Lan Luo... Although he didn't know where Lan Luo was...

He looked at Xiaolan in confusion, and Xiaolan responded to him and nodded affirmatively, as if to say that this was true.

Chang Yufeng looked at the big words under the painting again.

The words were indeed large, but because the book was wide enough, they looked neat. In the empty space there was a flower that looked like it was hand-painted. He naturally recognized this flower: a plum blossom.

The symbol of the successive owners of Bailing Mountain is the plum blossom on their clothes.

Although there are two types: black plum blossoms on a white background and white plum blossoms on a black background.

But it was indeed a very delicate hand-painted plum blossom. It was not colored, but just smudged with ink.

[As for the joy of harvest, my child prefers to be happy for some small beauties around him. He keeps company with butterflies and cheers for bluebirds. His happiness is so simple and so wonderful.]

There is no signature. If there is a signature, it would be the hand-painted plum blossoms.

She should have signed her name as Chang Yinglan, but she didn't. She just painted a plum blossom. The plum blossom she painted carefully was delicate and had a bit of childish liveliness, which was better than being free and easy. The slenderness of the plum blossom also became gentle.

Chang Yufeng looked at the page next to it. That page was also a small colored scroll with large, neatly written characters.

This colorful painting still depicts the same scene.

Apple trees, lambs, butterflies, bluebirds, and dark grass.

It seems that the weather is not so good this time. They sit under the apple tree. The dark sky is dim, black lightning is striking, a snake-shaped lightning falls straight down, black and white flash in an instant, the three little guys are shivering, the lamb is hugging the tree, the butterfly is standing on the lamb's head and still flapping its wings gently, the bluebird is standing on the lamb's shoulder and burying its head in the wool and shivering, they are close to each other, the lamb is holding the apple tree and closing his eyes. This time the signature has changed, it is no longer a hand-painted plum blossom, but a happy smiling face.

[At any time, I should tell my children how to protect themselves. This is my responsibility. I should not expect my children to understand everything as they grow up without my teaching. I should at least tell them that they should not stand under a tree when there is thunder, and so on.]

Of course, that smiley face was also hand-painted, but it looked like it had been smudged, and it was obvious that the person who drew it was not very good at drawing smiley faces.

The smiling face after the soul is altered becomes as ugly as a crying face.

"If my guess is correct, this should be drawn by the master who has become a god because he missed you too much..." Xiao Lan touched his chin in confusion, tilted his head to look at the two chapters of paintings and explanations that appeared, then shook his head and said, "I don't understand... Let the little master decide for himself..."

Chang Yufeng looked at the two paintings and the words, and his slightly frightened mood calmed down a lot. He couldn't say he felt lost, but he did have a sense of melancholy that shouldn't have happened.

He continued to turn the pages, and it was still a blank sheet of paper...

"There is nothing else..." Xiao Lan reminded him, and Chang Yufeng did not turn the pages anymore. Instead, he looked at the two pages and fell into deep thought.

"These are not two ordinary paintings. These things all exist... Whether it is this white space, or this butterfly, this bluebird, or this sheep, if the one my mother mentioned is me, then this sheep is me... Everything in it is real..."

Chang Yufeng looked carefully at everything in the painting, including the words that were full of maternal love and care for her children. They were just like the words, rational and gentle.

As a god from a hundred years ago, his mother did not leave behind a painted scroll recording her appearance, and his father's painted scroll was still kept in the Tianzijie Hall of Bailing Mountain because of the Tianzijie tradition.

But my mother didn't...

This is definitely not a normal thing. A woman who became a god from a mortal. Only people of that era could know what she looked like...

From then on, no evidence was collected.

It was this woman who wrote down the people or things that her child, whom she had never met, might meet in the future, even though the events did not match up.

This is definitely no accident.

What exactly does my mother want to express?

Isn't this a coincidence? Is there something hidden behind all this?
"My little master, have you seen this? I feel that the sheep you drew looks a lot like Xun Huangying... but Xun Huangying's wool has turned completely black... this is just a white sheep... I don't know what you want to express..."

Xiao Lan scratched her head and smoothed her bangs, saying, "My little master, please think about it here. I'm going to go see what that little girl is doing... I won't disturb you anymore."

"What do you want to do? Why are you looking for me?" Junichi Tachibana walked into the room upon hearing the voice. She seemed very happy and was not affected at all by the embarrassment just now. There was a person following her from behind. She tried to block herself and it was not clear from the side. One could only see that he was taller than Junichi Tachibana.

"General, general, general! Look who's here!" Jun'ichi Tachibana stepped aside and introduced the person behind him in a solemn manner.

The man had a neatly grown mustache under his nose, and his eyes were looking at Chang Yufeng with sparkling eyes. His eyes were bright, with an unexpected glimmer in them. His nose was handsome and straight, with the air of a scholar. He was gently waving a feather fan, and the breeze from it made his dark clothes move slightly. He was a little older, as his hair was already half white.

"The best strategist in the world! The prime minister of the dynasty! Xiao Qingshan!? The only genius in the stargazing world who can communicate with the star gods! He's here to see you!"

As soon as Tachibana Junyi said this, he was gently patted on the head by a feather fan. Tachibana Junyi stuck out his tongue and playfully touched the top of his head.

"The little girl is so disrespectful..." Xiao Qingshan looked a little old. He patted Junyi Tachibana on the head with his feather fan again.

But no matter how much he thought about it, Chang Yufeng didn't know why he came here...

This was really unexpected.

Xiao Qingshan looked at Chang Yufeng with a smile, somewhat confused, and his smile became even more meaningful.

"Yes, he is very handsome!"

Xiao Qingshan looked at Chang Yufeng. Chang Yufeng wanted to come down to pay his respects, but was stopped by Xiao Qingshan.

Before Chang Yufeng could even open his mouth, his words made Chang Yufeng stop talking.

Xiao Qingshan said: "He looks exactly like your father when he was young! He is truly a talented young man, and a handsome young man!"

"Prime Minister... I... don't understand what you are talking about... Have you ever seen my father?"

Chang Yufeng responded perfunctorily, not knowing whether he knew it truly or not.

After saying this, Xiao Qingshan gave Chang Yufeng a very vague feeling, that this person was unpredictable...

Could it be that the Prime Minister knew everything about him?
Didn't they say that there was already a recognized young master of Bailing Mountain...

This... Xiao Qingshan talked to Chang Yufeng like he was recognizing a relative... It seemed really tricky.

It's not right to ask, and it's not right not to ask, so I can only explain them one by one in detail, right?

"Of course I have, of course I have. You were not even born when we conquered Atlantis together!"

Xiao Qingshan smiled, waved his feather fan, and then came to Chang Yufeng's side and said softly: "Don't be surprised, I already understand everything about you, but this matter is serious, we need to take a long-term view..."

"I don't understand what the Prime Minister means..."

Chang Yufeng didn't know what Xiao Qingshan was talking about. He wanted to "recognize" him as soon as possible. How much did he know...

Even though the pinnacle of stargazing has already brought one to great powers, one still should not assume that what Xiao Qingshan knows is everything.

You should ask clearly...

"You are Ning Ji's son, Chang Yufeng? Is that correct?"

When Xiao Qingshan asked, Chang Yufeng hesitated for a moment, but still nodded silently.

No matter who asks Chang Yufeng this question, it is impossible for them to lie.

"That's right! You are the young master of Bailing Mountain, so naturally I'm looking for you..." Xiao Qingshan stood straight, and even though he looked a little old, he was still full of energy and vigor.

“With the guidance of an expert, even when you are surrounded by mountains and rivers and think there is no way out, you will find a new village when you turn around!”

(End of this chapter)