Chapter 8: Red mole, past and present life
Looking around, this is her residence.
"...Third Uncle."
After calming down, Ruan Weicai said.
Cui Yanjun nodded, walked out of the house and called Feng Wuya in.
The two elders sat together at the table and chairs in the house.
"Why did I faint?"
Ruan Wei sat up straight and shook his head.
It hurts a lot.
Cui Yanjun was surprised, "Don't you know it yourself?"
Know what?
Ruan Wei shook her head.
"Strange," Cui Yanjun frowned, stepped forward and pressed the red mole between Ruan Wei's eyebrows, "This is a mark."
"Third Uncle, what is a mark?"
Ruan Wei was surprised and asked honestly.
Cui Yanjun opened his mouth to answer.
Feng Wuya suddenly interrupted, "It's nothing rare."
"Alright, Junior Sister, since Weiwei is fine and awake, let's leave it at that."
It was obvious from the tone that he didn't want Cui Yanjun to continue.
Why.
Ruan Wei looked at him.
Master, what are you hiding?
Cui Yanjun understood what Feng Wuya meant. After thinking about it, she also felt that telling Ruan Wei would be of no help.
"Then I'll go back first."
Cui Yanjun stood up and before leaving, as if remembering something, he added, "Weiwei, come find me when you feel better."
“Master…”
Ruan Wei wanted to ask again.
“No need.”
Feng Wuya's usually gentle features now had some angles. He seemed a little angry, "Don't think too much about the mark."
Ruan Wei, "Why?"
"Master, if you don't tell me, I'll always find a way. I'll go and try to guess. Judging from Third Uncle's attitude, the answer won't be too difficult."
She is not one to beat around the bush.
Rather than facing a wake-up call without knowing anything, she would rather make long-term plans.
Ruan Wei is too stubborn.
Feng Wuya couldn't help but think, it's really too small.
She is still so young.
But they are too smart, and such children will always suffer from excessive intelligence.
After a while.
"Is the red mole between your eyebrows something you were born with?"
Still no match for her, Feng Wuya asked first.
"yes."
As far as memory goes, the original owner had this mole since birth, and the Ruan family also regarded it as a symbol of a natural spirit.
Then, it can only be the cause and effect that was planted in the past.
"Everyone has a past life and a present life," Feng Wuya said calmly, "Your red mole is a sign that others are looking for you in this life."
He was rarely so angry. A natural spirit like Ruan Wei must have been a person with great merits in his previous life.
But this red mole does not mean that lovers will finally get married.
Cui Yanjun has investigated and found that this is a one-way mark.
This was a mark left on Ruan Wei by someone with ulterior motives.
Especially in this life, she has a spiritual body and a natural water spiritual root.
"Weiwei, this mark doesn't mean good things."
Feng Wuya added that Ruan Wei was a child, but she was smart as a child, and she would listen to such advice.
"So, someone would look for me based on my mole?"
Thinking about his current spiritual roots and the body that fell down after being poked, Ruan Wei couldn't help but feel a chill.
She hesitated suddenly.
Past and present life.
Following the red mole in this life, and thinking about the original owner’s identity as Bai Yueguang who died young, he can’t be the son of destiny.
"I'm afraid it's more than just Xun," Feng Wuya said, becoming even more worried. "This is a red mole, and it followed you into the world. There's a causal connection here, and I suspect it's the blood from your heart that cast the curse."
"Maybe we can locate it by its scent."
Ruan Wei was silent, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the red mole between her eyebrows.
GPS.
"Then why did I pass out?"
Hearing her ask this, Feng Wuya was also a little unsure, "Junior sister said that the mark contains too many cause and effect cycles, perhaps you can also sense another person through the mark."
"Plus, you practiced swordplay this morning... and your body was exhausted. You couldn't hold on for a while."
Practice sword?
Haha, that means getting beaten.
The master and the disciple discussed it for a while but couldn't come up with a solution.
"Why not seal it?" Feng Wuya suddenly slapped his head, "Let Chaojian seal you in first."
Ruan Wei was stunned. "Seal it on the forehead?"
“…”
“…”
Feng Wuya shook his head, "It's not easy to fight. Forget it. That's your sea of consciousness. If you seal it for too long, it will affect your spiritual consciousness."
"Let it go for now. No one has come looking for me in the past ten years."
Ruan Wei is more open-minded than Feng Wuya.
According to the plot, no one came to the original owner's house before he arrived.
"I originally wanted to wait until you had established your foundation, and then have Chao Jian take you and Xuan Tong to Tongzhou. But, before you reach the Golden Core stage, you should stay in the mountains and practice swordsmanship."
“Master!”
Before Ruan Wei could make a fuss, Feng Wuya's sleeves fluttered and he disappeared on the spot.
After a moment, Ruan Wei concentrated on exploring the red mole between his eyebrows.
The spiritual power hooked up a thin thread and probed the red mole a little bit.
No.
There is nothing unusual.
It was quietly silent in her sea of consciousness.
Thinking twice is not Ruan Wei's style.
It’s just that the desire to become stronger has become more urgent.
For his own safety, for the revenge of the Ruan family, and even more for this world that seems to be inextricably linked to him.
——
Fortunately, Ruan Wei did not remain unconscious for too long.
She dragged herself exhausted and found Xiao Xuantong who had just finished exercising.
Unlike the eldest senior brother in that memory, Xiao Xuantong at this time had not yet grown into a seven-foot man. His raven was still hanging around his waist, and his face did not have the sharp jaw caused by weight loss.
"I heard you fainted from exhaustion?"
Xiao Xuan said as soon as they met.
"Yes, it hurts so much."
It seems that Master and the others don't want the matter of the mark to be spread too much.
Ruan Wei also agreed.
Xiao Xuantong nodded in understanding. His junior sister's physique was not as strong as when he was eight or nine years old.
The size too.
When practicing sword in the morning, it was effortless to lift and throw it.
"Let's go, let's catch a spirit chick in the back mountain and give you a snack at noon."
Ruan Wei followed his senior brother to the back mountain.
Watch him skillfully catch the chicks, scald them with water, pluck their feathers, cut them into pieces, and put them into the pot.
Onion, ginger, garlic, and seasonings.
There is plenty of everything.
When served on the table, it is delicious and fragrant.
Xiao Xuantong went to fry two more vegetarian dishes.
Ruan Wei thanked him and started eating with relish.
However, Xiao Xuantong didn't even extend his chopsticks towards the young spirit.
Ruan Wei asked, "Brother, don't you want to eat?"
"Well," Xiao Xuantong took a mouthful of rice, his eyes frank, "I can't eat meat, I'll vomit."
"Master said that I was ordained in my previous life and received the Buddha's teachings, but they haven't disappeared in this life."
He was so frank, thinking back to the matter of the mark he had just concealed.
Ruan Wei paused.
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