Rebirth: first daughter is poisonous

"That was a year ago, but you were closed at that time. Your father has to go back. Later, your mother wrote again... " At this point, the boy wants to say nothing.

Just excited Jiayin didn't notice the change of his look. His eyes were still staring at the boy, "where is my mother's letter?"

The boy lowered his head, took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Jiayin.

Jiayin's excited body gave out a slight shaking, took the letter from the boy's hand and slowly opened it.

So It was his mother's handwriting. My mother's words are meaningful and beautiful. Seeing this word is like seeing my mother's gentle smile in the past.

But when he finished reading the last word of the letter.

His face had lost all its color and was as pale as a ghost.

"Cut off Cut off the relationship between mother and son... " It took a long time for Jiayin to tremble a few syllables.

The letter did not say the reason for breaking off the relationship between mother and son. It only said that since he was a Buddhist, he was no longer a member of the Ji clan, not her son.

In this middle world, Buddhism and Taoism are not prosperous. Although there are many masters in the Buddhist world, they are all hermit monks. They don't usually appear. Once they appear, they give people the feeling of hermit masters, as if they were masters in heaven.

The place where he lived was also extremely hidden, so it was difficult for ordinary monks to find and set foot on.

Seeing that Jiayin was in such pain, the boy hesitated for a long time and said, "there is another image, martial uncle Jiayin. Because it was Ji's, it spread all over the world. "

"What image." Jiayin was finally pulled back by the boy's voice, like a soul.

As soon as the boy flicked his fingers, another scroll unfolded in front of Jiayin.

When Jiayin looked up, he saw the arrangement in the picture scroll, which was full of the ancient charm of ancient wood, and it was the arrangement of their chieftains in the past dynasties. And this place, he is very familiar with.

When he was three years old and began to practice, his father brought him here.

This is the ancestral hall of Ji's family.

In the picture, the father kneels down in front of the ancestral hall and worships incense for his ancestors, showing anger and determination on his face. His mouth says: "Ji's ancestors, I, Ji, I am ashamed of my ancestors and gave birth to my son Ji Yunlie. He abandoned his family and his parents and went to Buddhism. My Ji family has raised him for 17 years in vain. Today, I, Ji Jiming, have broken off the relationship between father and son. The ancestors of Ji's family are above me. Please be a witness for Ji Jiming, who is not Xiao's son. From now on, Ji lieyun, who is no longer a descendant of Ji's family, can't step into Ji's family in his lifetime. "

Then he kowtowed again and offered incense to his ancestors.

After reading it, Jiayin was stiff all over.

It's hard to say the pain in my heart.

If there is still a kind of bone breaking pain in this world, it is to know that his biological parents have no longer wanted him

Even when he joined Buddhism, he knew that he had cut off his parents' affection from that day on, but when he saw his father and mother's pain and gave him up, he was still heartbroken.

But the pain lasted about a quarter of an hour, and his face suddenly changed.

In his mind, his mother's gentle face and her gentle voice appeared again.

His mother has only one son, how can she abandon him?

The scene of his mother dying on the battlefield was obviously reluctant to give up on him.

So

An irresistible idea came to mind.

His father and mother cut off the relationship with him in order to protect him.

In this way, those enemies will not find him.

The more you think about the details of the whole thing, the more confident Jiayin is.

In this way, he suffered even more.

His father and mother raised him for 17 years, but before he could repay his parents, his father and mother made plans for him before he died.

He was born in Ji's family, but before he could repay his family, the family had been destroyed.

Tears of pain from the cheek, Jiayin finally can't help crying.

And he knew that there must be something else about Ji's extermination, and he must find out all this.

After crying, the boy stood up in the moonlight.

He left the fairyland and landed on the mainland again.

Three years later, Jiang Chenhe left the customs.

After three years of seclusion, she was not much improved except that she was familiar with Taoism.

This makes her feel the difficulty of improving her state of mind. The realm of friar card is a very uncomfortable experience.

Especially in this continuous impact, there is no breakthrough.

Jiang Chenhe knew that her current situation could not be improved in a short time.

Now, she is nearly seventy-nine years old. In two years, she will fall asleep again.

We have to go out and see how the war is now.

In the past three years, Ji Yang has been closing the door, understanding Buddhism and Taoism, looking for the opportunity to break through the mysterious realm.

She patted the dust on her body and walked out of the closed room.Just as she got up, her sleeve moved, and the jade pendant in her sleeve slipped and wiped her skin.

In fact, with her power at the peak of the emperor's later period, she can explode the Phoenix Tail jade pendant with violence.

Just three years ago, when she wanted to do this, there was always a kind of uneasiness in her heart, so that she didn't do it immediately.

But she didn't realize anything in the past three years. She decided to break the seven Phoenix Tail jade pendants after seeing Ji Yang again and get the last two pieces of soul fire inside.

There is also the huge relic, like a big pot, still floating in her sea of knowledge. She feels that this relic also has some magical functions, so it also needs to be improved.

When Jiang Chenhe thought about these, he had already walked out of the closed room.

I learned that Ji Yang had already passed the customs several months ago.

There was thick snow outside. After Jiang Chenhe took a few steps, several snowflakes fell on her hair.

The snow makes the red plum blossom more beautiful in the distance.

Suddenly, Jiang Chenhe remembered.

The world of the past, that a gorgeous peach blossom, in full bloom.

When she was seven years old, she stood under the peach blossom tree, like orchid and jade. She ferociously lost a stone, dirty his robe. He didn't change his color at all. Instead, he spoke to him and laughed brightly.

Just that smile, that touching smile, make her heart throb, heart has secretly decided, this life is him.

It was the first time she saw Dugu Yan.

In retrospect, it is still as clear as yesterday.

And now her mood is not that year. Now that she has recovered a lot of memories, she also knows that Dugu Yan doesn't like her.

Just some cause and effect, make her constantly chasing his steps, constantly pay for him, but he did not respond, instead, he used her thoroughly.

It was like a debt paying process, as if she owed him.

When she finally had no value at all, she was thrown into the back lane of West Street by him and ended up with a tragic death.

Until the moment of death, she did not feel a trace of his love, only the cold heartless.

This scene always reminds her of the past years when Jiayin fell into his arms. Until his soul dissipated, she still didn't see the love in her eyes.

There is only one kind of confusion and confusion in the eyes.

Yes, she doesn't love him. Even at that time, I didn't know that Jiayin was in love with her.

Therefore, he blocked those dark swords for her again and again, and seriously injured her again and again. She was only puzzled and confused.

He once doubted Jiayin's intention. After all, they had a festival. When she was 16 years old, she went to the Buddhist world and swept the face of Jiayin. And Jiayin is also a person in the Buddhist world.

At that time, the development of the evil ginger sect in the Buddhist world was very fast. She was attacked and assassinated countless times.

Not only she, but also her people, countless fell in the hands of the evil ginger sect.

She suspected that he was right.

But it is also so that she can not find his fiery heart for her, until he fell, until he fell a long time later.

No! It was not until she was born again and recovered some memories of her past that she realized that the handsome boy had sprouted love for her.

In this way, his death is even more tragic.

Constant pursuit, silent pay, but did not get the slightest return, or even response.

It's like that she chased Dugu Yan in her previous life. She paid and approached him constantly, but she didn't respond at all, and finally died miserably.

And in his heart, Dugu Yan likes her.

But she had no voice in her heart.

In this way, she was more lucky than gayin in her previous life.

Jiang Chenhe thought like this as he stepped on the snowflake. He thought about Dugu Yan's face and Jiayin's red lips and white teeth. Their faces were not exactly the same, but their temperament was very different. In fact, their faces were seven or eight points similar.

"Ah." I don't know what he thought of again. Jiang Chenhe sighed, "this cause and effect will come to an end after all."

After that, she sank her mind into the storage ring that Jiayin gave her.

It's a space ring. It's a continent inside. It's where Dugu Yan practices.

Over the years, with Jiang Chenhe constantly throwing resources into it, Dugu Yan's cultivation has reached the peak of the late Mahayana period.

We are marching towards the true immortal.

It's just that it's a ring with a living creature. Dugu Yan always feels that he's falling into another world. He doesn't know that the resources he gets are deliberately thrown by Jiang Chenhe, not by luck.

Jiang Chenhe took a look and drew back his eyes.

Dugu Yan's aptitude was worse, but this cultivation was almost enough.

Thinking, has arrived in the blue water Fang court.

When she went out, the people below told her that Ji Yang had been here these days.She stepped on, inside is the glass floor.

There is no corridor in it, just a piece of open space. It is empty in a square mile, with a round glazed stone in the middle.

Ji Yang sits on it with his knees crossed.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up at her.

Jiang Chenhe looked around. This place was built by Ji Yang, but she had been here a few times, and she didn't know what it was for.

It doesn't look special, except for the feeling that the space expands incomparably and the heart is bright when you stay here.

"Come on, hug." Ji Yang has stretched out his arms toward her, looking at her eyes full of missing.

I haven't seen him for three years. Jiang Chenhe also misses him very much. Several figures flash, and then the shadow of her figure quickly approaches Ji Yang and plunges into his arms.

And then I was held tight.

"But what understanding?" Nestled in the arms of a teenager, she heard him ask.

"No Jiang Chenhe sighed, with the exhaustion of impacting the realm and not realizing.

But then she asked, "what about you?"

"A little understanding." Ji Yang smiles, "do you want me to tell you?"