Chapter 982 Epilogue (7)

The people who came were all mortals, clearly coming for them, but Wu Sheng didn't realize that she and Li Cang were still thinking of her and Li Cang after decades of absence.

It's just that there are too many people and the walls have ears, so let's find another place.

Wu Sheng looked at the three young masters and nodded in greeting: "Thank you for your hospitality, let's go first."

As soon as the voice fell, the three people in front of them disappeared immediately.

Tangxi, Li Cang, and... Yintang.

The expressions of the three of them all changed, and they stood up and shouted: "Yintang!"

Unfortunately no one can answer.

Downstairs, countless people flocked here, and the restaurant, which has always been elegant and less crowded, was as noisy as a vegetable market.

Wusheng must thank himself for walking fast enough.

Otherwise, when will there be so many people to deal with.

Yintang only felt a blur in front of her eyes, the scenery in front of her eyes changed, and she was a little top-heavy, so Wu Sheng grabbed her to support her.

"It's a common symptom of walking through the space for the first time, and it's not a problem."

"???" Yintang shook her head, tried to stand still, her eyes were full of confusion: "Aunt Tang, what are you talking about, what space, what symptoms, I can't understand at all."

Wusheng curled his lips slightly: "You will understand in a while. Let's go, go home and have a look first."

Wusheng sent her arm away, and walked inside side by side with Li Cang.

Yintang followed him a few steps in a cloud of mist before he reacted slowly.

Why?Why does the scenery here look familiar?

Digging, isn't this her hometown of Death Cliff?

What's going on here, she came to her hometown from the restaurant as soon as she opened and closed her eyes?

Yintang couldn't help swallowing.

Suddenly, she remembered what her mother had told her over and over again.

Aunt Tang is a god, and her master is a god, they are all god-like characters, and they know how to use god-like methods...

At the same time, the scene of Aunt Tang appearing out of thin air when we met today came to my mind... What the hell, I didn't do a trick!
That's for sure!
It must be the fairy described in the picture book!
Thinking of this, Yintang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly chased after him.

But Wu Sheng and Li Cang had already reached the fatal cliff.

Looking at the thatched hut in front of him, Wu Sheng pushed the door open, and a long time uninhabited atmosphere came over his face, but the inside was exceptionally clean.

Wusheng thought about it while looking at it: "Li Cang, do you still remember, you lived in this room at that time, the body is a small silver fox, very beautiful, there is a blood mark between the eyebrows, a big fluffy tail... ..."

Thinking back to the beginning, Wusheng was very excited and a little greedy.

The fox is not only good-looking, but also feels good to the touch.

Especially that fox tail...

A thief's light flashed in Wusheng's eyes.

Li Cang's body trembled: "What are you thinking?"

Wusheng is very innocent: "I didn't think about anything."

"No, you must have thought about it." Li Cang narrowed his eyes slightly, otherwise how could he feel that way.

"No, if I say no, there will be no." Wu Sheng was extremely domineering.

Then he forcibly dragged Li Cang out, and bumped into Yintang who was running over excitedly just as he was going out.

As soon as she came, she smelled slightly decayed through the wide open door.

Quickly explained: "Aunt Tang, master, since you left, this house has been empty and cleaned every day. When mother was still there, mother cleaned it herself. After mother left, I cleaned it.

But later, I went out of the cliff and never came back, so I couldn't continue to clean. "

She glanced at Wusheng with some apprehension.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't clean it, anyway, I won't live anymore." Wusheng rubbed the top of her hair: "From now on, I don't need to worry about this place, and we won't come back in the future."

Yintang was slightly astonished and lost: "Aunt Tang, you didn't intend to stay, so you still want to go?"

"Yeah, we have more important things to do, and we really don't have time to come here." Wusheng shrugged.

"Okay..." Yintang's beautiful eyes dimmed slightly.

"Don't be sad, maybe we will have a chance to meet in other places in the future." Wusheng said with a smile, meaning.

"Ah?" Yintang didn't understand.

Wusheng didn't explain much: "Where are your parents buried, take me to see her."

Although Yintang still had countless questions, he suppressed them forcefully in his heart: "Over there in the medicine garden, Aunt Tang, Master Patriarch, please come with me."

Yintang led the way, and Wusheng soon came to the medicine garden.

Passing through the medicine garden, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Two small hills came into view, with a simple stone tablet inserted in front of each.

Wusheng looked straight at the one on the right, on which was engraved—the tomb of Bu Ruoyun, wife of Duomingya genius doctor, maidservant of Tangxi.

Wusheng was slightly stunned.

"How did she..." How could it be so momentary?
Maid... She never treated her as a maid, she loved her like a little sister, and in the end Ruoyun had inherited Yinxuan's mantle and became a disciple of a genius doctor.

"My mother said, without you, there would be no her. No matter what status she is or what good fortune she has, it is all given by you. She never dares to forget her identity and your grace. And for her Said, the happiest days are the time of serving you, a maid for one day, and a maid for the rest of her life. She is never ashamed of this status, but proud of it."

Yintang looked at the stele with sadness in his eyes.

"Besides, my mother said that she is lucky to be your maid, and she won't accept her even if she wants to be your maid."

Wu Sheng pursed his lips, and that beautiful image appeared in his mind.

Finally sighed: "Why bother."

She waved her sleeve suddenly, and the words on the stele changed instantly.

——The tomb of Bu Ruoyun, the closed disciple of Duomingya Miracle Physician.

"I think this identity is quite good." Wu Sheng smiled with satisfaction.

As for the tomb next to it, she only glanced at it, and didn't pay any more attention.

After watching Bu Ruoyun, Wusheng took her to find a place to sit casually.

Then he raised his hand and cast a barrier.

Looking at Yintang with a serious face: "What I'm going to say to you next is very important and will overturn all your perceptions, but you should listen carefully and remember to believe it, and what I said today, you must not spread it to the outside world casually." , can you remember it?"

Yintang couldn't help tensing up because of her seriousness.

She had a hunch that what she heard next would be amazing.

Her heart was beating wildly with excitement.

Nodding solemnly: "Aunt Tang, I've made a note."

"Okay." Wusheng sorted out his thoughts: "Then let me start with the identity of the witch. Since the creation of the world, this universe has been divided into three worlds and thousands of small worlds. The three worlds are the three worlds of humans, immortals and demons. , that witch is actually a person from the Immortal Realm, one of the three major realms. And her status is quite high, she is the son of the Immortal King who is second only to the Immortal Emperor."

"Hiss!" Yintang was really shocked: "The son of the fairy king, such a high status!"

Yintang calculated in his heart, the Immortal Emperor should be equal to the emperor in their world, isn't the Immortal King the prince?

(End of this chapter)

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