Chapter 387: Confusing and Unsolvable
It turned out to be the Fairy Tumi, which was really beyond Lingxiang's expectation.
Is she still alive? Is this all just a dream?
But if she wasn't dead yet, then she was just a wisp of consciousness, a hollow entity. How could she have dreamed of this?
“Mother…Mother…”
Lingxiang tried to call Tumi, but Tumi didn't respond at all. She just smiled and picked up the little girl.
etc!
Could this little girl be myself as a child?
Lingxiang frowned and looked at it for a long time, and came to a conclusion that made her extremely disappointed.
Tsk! She's cute, but not very pretty...
It is indeed a bit too much to talk about the beauty of a two-year-old girl, but Lingxiang has always been upset about the criticism of her appearance by Long Qi, so she deliberately paid attention to what was wrong with her childhood self.
In fact, Lingxiang was not ugly, but she seldom took care of herself. She wore coarse linen clothes, a wooden hairpin and a round bun, and was careless about her appearance.
Of course, they are children who haven’t grown up yet, so naturally they can’t see anything.
Besides, with the Fairy Tumi beside her, the spiritual fragrance was naturally much less noticeable.
I often hear people talk about how fairy-like Fairy Tumi is, but when I saw her today, Lingxiang didn't feel much.
Mothers are naturally beautiful, but to say something like "they can only exist in heaven" is a bit too much.
In Lingxiang's view, this is her mother, and only her mother.
But why? What happened? Where on earth was he now?
Lingxiang was puzzled, and at this moment, the curtain was opened again, and two boys, one big and one small, came out.
The smaller boy's coat looked like he had just been put on. His little hands were fiddling with the collar and cuffs of his coat, and he looked unhappy.
Tsk! That little stinky face! As if someone owes him a few hundred taels!
Lingxiang curled her lips and snorted through her nose.
At this moment, a nervous man stood up, bowed to Tumi, and said very humbly: "Fairy, my son..."
Fairy Tumi, who had just picked up Little Lingxiang and teased her for a while, smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Although it's a little dangerous, fortunately there are noble people who can help us turn danger into safety."
The man breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "Does the fairy have any idea about the so-called 'great mission'?"
Fairy Tumi sat down with Little Lingxiang in her arms, pondered for a moment, and then replied, "All of you family heads are also cultivators. Don't you know the principle of 'your destiny is determined by your parents, and your path is determined by yourself'?"
Hearing this, Lingxiang agreed deeply.
Lingxiang never believed in things like "fate is determined by heaven" or "bad luck". There are countless ways to live in the world, and there are always ways out even if one road is blocked. The so-called "born at the wrong time" is nothing but a dead end of stubborn people.
There is a saying that the way of heaven is, but it cannot be an excuse for anyone.
Fairy Tumi stopped there and didn't say anything else. Except for the little boy's father, the other two men also fell into deep thought.
Lingxiang also reacted at this time.
"Dear family heads"?
What? All three of them are family heads?
Lingxiang looked at the so-called family heads mentioned by Fairy Tumi, one was old, one was in his prime, and one was still relatively young, and she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Could it be...
While he was thinking, the little boy took out two pine cones from his arms and held them in front of the Tumi Fairy with a serious look on his face.
"Hey!" The little boy frowned, looking unhappy.
Upon seeing this, Fairy Tumi smiled, let go of Xiao Lingxiang, and bent down.
"For me?"
The little boy shook his head and weighed the pine cone in his hand towards Xiao Lingxiang.
"Don't lose it again, and then run into your mother's arms and cry. Aren't you ashamed?"
It turned out that when the little boy saw Xiao Lingxiang, he thought that she had lost her toy and was unhappy, so she followed him, so he quickly returned the pine cone to her.
Seeing this, the boy's father quickly scolded him, "Xiao Qi, don't be rude!"
Although it was a scolding, the voice was not loud and sounded more like a kind of pampering.
Fairy Tumi also waved her hand: "What are you talking about, Master Long? Your son is still a rough diamond, how could he understand these things? Why are you so harsh?"
The boy's father tried to smooth things over with a smile, but Lingxiang was shocked.
This kid is actually Long Qi?
Good boy! No wonder he talks so much! Just looking at him makes my hands itch.
Not only the hands are itchy, but the teeth are even more itchy!
But what can I do? I can't hit him!
Lingxiang clenched her fists and no longer thought about why she was here. She only thought that if she saw Long Qi again in the future, she would definitely give him a good beating.
While feeling resentful, she happened to catch a glimpse of an older boy who was pretending to be serious like a little adult. Lingxiang then realized that this boy was probably Long Wu.
Speaking of which, Lingxiang and Longwu had met once before, that was when Long Qi just moved into Youran Residence.
At that time, Long Qi was staying in Youranju so shamelessly, Lingxiang couldn't be completely unguarded, right?
At that time, he always saw Long Qi holding the Panlong Jade with a gloomy expression, and he felt that there must be a reason for it. So when he sent Long Qi out to buy things, he secretly took the ancient jade and used the spell to summon the soul.
With Lingxiang's cultivation level, she couldn't perform high-level soul summoning, but she could summon the soul of the deceased who held the jade for the last time and had not yet reincarnated, and that soul was Long Wu.
It was at that time that Lingxiang learned about the Long family's experience. After a little investigation, she confirmed that the matter was related to the Fairy Tumi. Only then did she decide to train Long Qi.
However, the Long Wu I saw at that time was in a miserable state before his death, which was very different from the handsome young man he is now, so I only felt that he looked familiar but did not recognize him.
Tsk! They are blood brothers from the same father and mother, so why is there such a big gap between them?
Lingxiang glanced at Xiaolongqi with disgust, then turned to look at the three men.
If I'm not mistaken, these three are the heads of the Long, Lu and Qiao families. I didn't expect that these three people had met my mother a long time ago, but why couldn't I remember such a thing?
Was it because she was too young? After all, she was only two years old when Yuan Qing was killed, and she had heard many things from the disciples in the sect.
Of course, some coercion and inducement were inevitable.
None of this matters. The key point is that Long Qi looks to be about four years old now, and it is time for him to remember things. Why didn’t he recognize me when they met?
Even if things change a lot after growing up, there should still be some impression of you!
Just when he was wondering, he saw Fairy Tumi squatting in front of Xiaolongqi, smiling and hooking his nose.
"So, you have seen it?"
Xiaolong Qi nodded, then shook his head.
To say that they had seen each other, it was true, but he was the only one who saw her, and she had never seen him.
My father once said that one must be rigorous in studying, so strictly speaking, I haven’t seen it before.
Seeing Xiao Longqi's conflicted look, Fairy Tumi smiled and carried Xiao Lingxiang to Xiao Longqi.
"My girl's name is Lingxiang. Did you remember it, young master?"
Long Qi stared seriously at Xiao Lingxiang, who was also blinking at him, and nodded after a long time.
"I remember."
"Really?" Fairy Tumi made a hand gesture and pressed it on Xiaolongqi's brow: "Then you must protect her well in the future!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a light flashed in Long Qimei's mind, and he immediately fell asleep in the arms of Fairy Tumi.
It turned out to be the Heart Prison Seal!
The Prison Heart Seal is a spell that can lock an event deep into a person's memory. Lingxiang has only seen this spell in the books of Langhuan Pavilion, but has never seen it before. After all, this spell cannot be performed without a certain level of cultivation.
No wonder Long Qi didn't remember him. So that's how it was. But why? Why did his mother do this?
"What does this mean, fairy?"
Long Feiyu was concerned about his youngest son and hurried forward, but Fairy Tumi waved her hand and looked towards the inner room.
Following the gaze of Fairy Tumi, through the gap in the curtains, I could vaguely see a person sleeping on the bed behind the screen.
Lingxiang was surprised——
Who is this person?
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