The Strongest Spiritualist [Ancient and Modern]

The fog in front of him gradually dissipated, and the road in front of him became clearer and clearer. One step, two steps, three steps... ten steps, he walked down the stone steps, and when he raised his eyes slightly, he saw the plaque hanging on the door, "Ming Xin "The two characters are vigorous and unrestrained, which is his father's handwriting.

"Da Lang! What are you doing standing at the door, come in!" A familiar voice came from the yard, and Mu Changsheng's eyes suddenly became hot. He paused slightly, and was about to take a step, but found that his body had shrunk unknowingly. , and became his appearance when he was six years old.

Immediately afterwards, he heard himself answer briskly, with the crispness and tenderness of a child in his voice, and then his body walked into the main courtyard uncontrollably.

The whole yard is separated by a lotus pond. At this time, the lotus leaves are crowded together, and a small wooden bridge connects the two sides. A flowering tree is in full bloom beside the pond. On the opposite side of the lotus pond, his parents and younger brother are sitting under the tree. Yan Yanyan smiled, his face was exactly the same as in his childhood memory.

Seeing this scene, Mu Changsheng was a little dazed. Even if the Mu family was rebuilt later, he had never been to the courtyard where his parents lived, and he had never used the words spirit to reproduce the images of them when they were alive, for fear of touching the scene and hurting his feelings.

Even though the scene in front of him was just a hallucination, he still couldn't control the hot and humid eye sockets and his mood fluctuated when he saw it.

His younger brother Changfeng still had a braid tied on his head at this time, and when he walked around, he saw Mu Changsheng standing blankly opposite him, and made a face at him, "Changsheng, why don't you come over here?" ah!"

His parents also looked at him.Mu Changsheng always believed that his parents were the best people in the world.

His father, Mu Zhao, became famous when he was young, handsome and powerful, and his mother, Feng Ruoyan, was just a commoner woman, but gentle and virtuous, with a heart full of seven senses.Their union was a long-running story throughout Daqing, and it was also the best example for the young Mu Changsheng at that time.

Seeing Mu Changsheng standing there blankly, Mu Zhao sat on the bamboo chair under the tree and waved to him, "Da Lang, why don't you come over?"

"Father, dear." Mu Changsheng walked across the small bridge a few steps and walked in front of Mu Zhao. He looked up at his father, who was obviously just casually leaning on the bamboo chair, but seemed unrestrained and personable, and said in his heart , When I grow up, I really look like my father when he was young!

"Good boy, what did you learn in school today?" Mu Zhao patted his head and asked with a smile.

Mu Changsheng pursed his lips, but did not speak.

Seeing that Mu Changsheng couldn't answer, Mu Changfeng, who was sitting by the side, laughed loudly, "Changsheng is an idiot, today sir clearly explained the Book of Songs!" As if afraid that Mu Changsheng would remember, Xiao Changfeng hurriedly continued: "Mr. Talk about "Guanju"." After speaking, he glanced at Changsheng triumphantly, as if he had won.

"Guanju? This is a good poem! Tell Dad, how did your husband tell you about Guanju?" Mu Zhao asked.

"The master asked us to memorize the poems, and he also mentioned the poem 'My fair lady, a gentleman is so good' over and over again." Chang Feng said obediently.

"Oh, your husband is really interesting!" Mu Zhao picked up a piece of peach blossom cake from the table beside him and threw it into his mouth, and asked, "Did your husband tell you what this sentence means?"

"Uh..." Changfeng couldn't answer, and gave Mu Changsheng a pitiful look with a bitter face.

Mu Changsheng's eyes softened, and he leaned close to Changfeng's ear and whispered: "It means that a lady is a good spouse for a gentleman."

Changfeng's eyes lit up, and he quickly said loudly, "Daddy, I understand. This sentence means that I am a good spouse of a gentleman!"

"Ahem!" Mu Zhao was almost choked to death by the tea he had just drunk, Feng Ruoyan who was sitting beside him patted him on the back considerately, both of them looked helplessly at their second son with helplessness on their faces.

Little Changfeng didn't realize what he said was wrong, and he had a somewhat righteous posture, "Dad, what's wrong with you? I didn't say anything wrong! What Changsheng told me just now is that you are a good spouse for a gentleman! Isn't the 'you' he said me?"

Mu Changsheng: ...

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"Hahaha..." Mu Zhao pointed at Changfeng and laughed loudly. After mocking the second son unscrupulously, he explained with a smile: "Today, Daddy will tell you a good story. What 'My Fair Lady' said is Kind and beautiful girls, like your mother."

Feng Ruoyan blushed slightly upon hearing this, and cast a reproachful glance at Mu Zhao.Mu Zhao laughed, and continued: "And 'gentleman' refers to handsome, virtuous men, such as your father and me!"

"Pfft." Feng Ruoyan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Mu Zhao was not happy anymore. He looked at his wife and said, "What are you laughing at? Could it be that what I said is not the truth? Not to mention in the Mu family, even in the whole Daqing, your husband and I are also well-known handsome men. At the Lantern Festival, didn't you fall in love with me at first sight because of it?"

Feng Ruoyan's face turned red, she hammered his chest a few times, and said angrily, "I don't feel ashamed!"

After being hit twice by his wife, Mu Zhao screamed exaggeratedly. He grabbed his wife's hand and said with a bitter face, "Hey, madam, be gentle, it hurts my husband, but you are the one who hurts." !"

Shamelessly saying these words, Mu Zhao turned his head to face the two stunned children, immediately changed his face, and said seriously: "Listen well, the meaning of the whole poem is a good girl and a good girl." A man is a good spouse, for example, your mother is a good spouse for your father and me." After speaking, he grabbed Feng Ruoyan's hand, turned her lightly, and hugged Feng Ruoyan in his arms.

Mu Zhao was dressed in black, Feng Ruoyan was dressed in white, black and white contrasted each other, incomparably distinct and harmonious, the two looked at each other, one was frank and passionate, the other was shy and affectionate, they were really a perfect match right.

Mu Changsheng looked at the two, and a warm smile slowly appeared in his eyes. That's it. When he was young, his parents were so loving. Parents are models.

Mu Zhao hugged Feng Ruoyan in his arms, then lowered his head, and kissed her hard on the cheek. With a slap, Chang Feng, who was standing by the side, let out a "huh" in surprise.

Feng Ruoyan's beautiful face was already flushed, she struggled to get up from Mu Zhao, and said angrily, "You... how could you do such a thing in front of a child? Are you ashamed?"

"It's easy to live without shame and impatience!" Mu Zhao took out a folding fan and slapped his wife, "Look, am I setting an example for the two children? So that the children know how much we love each other , I know how harmonious our family is haha!"

"Shameless!" Feng Ruoyan cursed, looked at the two children who were staring at her, stomped her feet, turned and left.

In the eyes of the young Mu Changsheng, his mother Feng Ruoyan was virtuous, generous and gentle, but looking at her now, he felt like a little girl who was pampered, with happiness and satisfaction in the corners of her eyes and brows.

"Haha!" Looking at the back of his wife leaving, Mu Zhao shook his fan and laughed twice, and then said to the two children: "See? Just like me and your mother, we are called husband and wife. If you find a partner, you must treat each other with all your heart, and stick to it until the end, you can't be as philandering as the Patriarch of the Gongsun family!"

"Daddy, what is Huaxin?" Changfeng asked curiously.

"Huaxin is having many women at the same time, and seeing one loves the other." Mu Zhao answered so concisely.

Chang Feng was surprised, "Why not a man?"

"A man?" Mu Zhao looked at his second son with a strange expression, and asked, "What? We, Erlang, are so young, so we need to learn something from Fengya, the leader of everyone, and take a male wife?"

"Huh? Can't it?" Xiao Changfeng asked innocently.

Mu Zhao shook his fan and said with a smile: "If you really like it when you grow up, I don't care if you marry a monster, let alone just a man."

Hearing this, Mu Changsheng's eyes moved, and he stared at Mu Zhao closely. This kind of conversation happened when he was young, but he couldn't remember what his father said afterwards.

Mu Zhao continued: "But men can't add bricks and tiles to our Mu family, it's not good."

Mu Changsheng's heart sank.

But Mu Zhao sighed, "However, this love affair is uncertain. Who knows if you two boys will marry me a son-in-law? Then I will let you know in advance, just in case The two of you married a male daughter-in-law and want to have children, so go to Daeshan to find Wuzhen monk and ask him to give you a seed of the fruit of life, feed and grow with your blood, when the time is up, the fruit will be born Crack open, and the doll inside will be your child."

Mu Changsheng's heart was shocked. He never thought that there is such a method, that people can grow out of trees!

But Changfeng jumped up with a wow, he was terrified at the thought of cutting his own blood to feed the fruit, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't, I don't want a male wife, bleeding is too painful!"

Mu Zhao laughed loudly, the paper fan knocked on the second son's head, and said, "It's best not to, otherwise I'm still worried that people will bully you for your temper!"

Chang Feng covered his head in pain and yelled, "Daddy, you are biased, you hit me every time but not Chang Sheng!"

Mu Zhao laughed and said, "Da Lang is not the same as you. It's no fun beating him, but it's different when beating you." As he spoke, he hit his second son again.Seeing him covering his head and jumping and screaming, he laughed again, "Look, this is very interesting..."

"Father, Changfeng..." Mu Changsheng stretched out his hand to touch them, but a hazy white mist appeared in front of his eyes again, and those scenes of laughter and laughter gradually moved away from him. He stood there for a long time, until Their figures completely disappeared before they looked back...

However, this illusion was not over yet. When the fog in front of him cleared again, what appeared in front of him was the Nine Heavens Tower that only existed and imagined.

The land under his feet is no longer the land of the Mu family, but a cloud-like floating object, surrounded by many islands suspended in the sea of ​​clouds, spreading out in a fan shape to guard the Nine Layers of Heaven Palace in the middle.A snow-white waterfall hangs down from the highest floor of the Tiangong, dazzling golden brilliance rises from the back of the Tiangong, and colorful phoenixes fly up and down around the Tiangong.Many auspicious beasts that only exist in myths leisurely step on the clouds and walk past him.

With a thought in Mu Changsheng's mind, the cloud-like suspended object under his feet carried him towards the Heavenly Palace. Seeing the Heavenly Palace right in front of him, but as far away as the sky, Mu Changsheng felt that the clouds under his feet had been flying for a long time, but he still couldn't touch it. The edge of the Temple of Heaven.

The indescribably wonderful islands and fairy mountains around him retreated one by one, obviously in the rapid flight, but his robe and hair did not move at all.Suddenly, for a moment, his robe feet were slightly tugged by something.With a movement in his heart, the clouds under his feet suddenly stopped, and he turned around, only to see an eleven or twelve-year-old boy standing behind him, looking up at him.

Although the eyebrows and eyes are still immature, but that appearance and outline are clearly the young version of Ying Tian...