WeChat Cultivation

Chapter 193 The Son Came Back Late
The mother suddenly felt embarrassed, and hurriedly blamed her daughter for talking nonsense, then looked at Fan Di and said apologetically, "Young man, I'm sorry, my daughter is quick-talking."

The girl also seemed a little embarrassed, but she was always so strong and refused to admit defeat. It was impossible for her to give in here, so she said arrogantly and indifferently: "Little classmate, are you still in school? At this point, you should be in school?"

Indeed, although Fan Di is about 1.7 meters tall, his appearance is too immature for a 25-year-old.

He looked at the mother and daughter, smiled and said, "Xiao Yao, long time no see."

Hearing this, the faces of the mother and daughter changed.Because Xiaoyao is the mother's baby name, how dare this kid yell like this?You know, since the revival of traditional culture 20 years ago, the national quality has been constantly improving.

"You... are too rude." The girl said angrily.

Her mother was also so angry that she was speechless for a long time.

Fan Di smiled calmly, and a breathtaking brilliance appeared in her eyes. For a moment, she recalled all the past between him and this mother when they were young.

Her body trembled, and then she couldn't help covering her face and weeping. "You are...cousin..."

Song Chengyao is the daughter of his mother's only sister, that is, his cousin.Before junior high school, this girl followed me like a follower.It was only after he entered junior high school that they gradually became estranged, but even when he was in the first year of high school, their relationship has always been very good.

"Ah?" He Yan looked at her mother in doubt, what's going on?

Looking for a tea shop, it seems that no matter how the times advance, this traditional industry will never completely die out.

They sat in the private room, and Song Chengyao told He Yan about Fan Di.

He Yan's eyes widened in disbelief. "Mom, are you crazy? Didn't my cousin die long ago? Even if he didn't die, he should be an old man!"

"This... I don't understand either." Song Chengyao felt a little guilty, and glanced at Fan Di, wanting to get an explanation.She was very puzzled why she would believe that such a young man was Cousin Fan Di. Although he looked exactly the same as when he was young, time flies and he should be old.

Fan Di smiled and said nothing, flicked his fingers, and a ray of flame condensed on the fingertips. "The answer is here."

"Magic? Or a hidden lighter?" He Yan asked calmly.

Now it is 2067, and various technologies are changing with each passing day, and she has seen too many miraculous inventions.This ray of flame was also regarded as those by her.

"Yes, times have changed."

He waved his hand, took out the blood spirit clock and put it on the table, "Blood spirit, show up!"

The Blood Spirit Bell danced in the air immediately, turning into a beautiful woman in black.She gently sat beside Fan Di, looking at the mother and daughter in front of her.

Both Song Chengyao and He Yan were taken aback. This... how did they do it?He Yan reached out to touch the hand of the woman in black, and found that it was the real thing, not a projection or something like that.

"You...you...how did you do it? What is she?" She panicked, because these things were beyond her cognition.

Fan Di thought for a while and said, "I am a god now! This is the spirit of my artifact."

"Stop joking, what's going on?" she shouted.

"Go out and talk! These buildings are too fragile."

As he said so, he immediately stepped forward and walked out.He Yan supported Song Chengyao and hurriedly followed.

In fact, he doesn't need to be so troublesome. It is very simple to brainwash mortals directly by using spiritual consciousness and thoughts.But he didn't want to do that, this was his only remaining relative, and now he had other choices.

Like Song Chengyao, because she has a common memory with him, so she only needs to wake up the memory.This girl is gone.

Coming outside, Fan Di stared at the sky and said, "Look up."

Immediately, the original blue sky and white clouds were instantly attracted by the influence of his divine thoughts to become full of dark clouds.In an instant, the entire sky seemed to usher in the doomsday.

"You must have read the weather forecast in advance." She was firm.

Song Chengyao believed it, she patted her daughter and said, "Cousin, what have you been through these years?"

"It's life and death." Fan Di shook his head.

He looked at He Yan, He Yan was in good health, but she was a seedling of cultivating immortals.It's a pity that the aura of the earth's heaven and earth is far inferior to that of the dark chaos, which can only be called thin here.With this physique, if you start from scratch, even if you cultivate for a lifetime, it will be difficult to condense the golden core!

But he still wants to lead her down this path.

"Niece, kowtow three times and worship me as your teacher!" he said.

He Yan directly shook her head and refused.

Song Chengyao saw the opportunity, and hurriedly pulled He Yan to make her kneel down.

However, after working hard for a while, He Yan still refused.Fan Di shook his head and said, "If that's the case, forget it."

"Xiao Yao, tell me about my mother!" he said.

"Hey!" She sighed first, and then slowly said: "Auntie has been depressed since you disappeared. My mother and I often go to see her, but she is not in good health and hasn't survived even a year. .”

Fan Di was silent. "Go back, I'll go see her."

After speaking, he was ready to leave.

"She was buried in..." Song Chengyao was about to say.

"I know." Fan Di's figure slowly disappeared in front of her, and the mother and daughter were shocked by this scene and had nothing to say.

He Yan actually believed what Fan Di said in her heart, but she was too strong to give in easily.

"Yan'er, will you regret it? Mom heard that when she was a child, gods pay attention to fate in accepting disciples. If you don't worship this time, there will be no next time." Song Chengyao said regretfully.

He Yan shook her head stubbornly. "What's so good about being a fairy? Immortal like him? Isn't that a monster?"

She is still stubborn.

Fan Di came to the cemetery he saw from Song Chengyao's memory.The tombstone was cleaned very clean, and his mother's photo was pasted on the stone tablet, smiling brightly and looking very young.

"mom…"

He murmured softly, his always cold eyes finally warmed up, and hot tears dripped down.

Kneeling in front of the stele, the 50 years of regret bought in [-] days all exploded at the moment when the knee touched the ground.

hum!
The air of heaven and earth moved with his kneeling, as if the sky was whining.

Boom!
He knocked down and his forehead hit the ground heavily.

"Son is back, Mom! Son, it's late."

(End of this chapter)