Chapter 81 Chapter 81 Family (Part 3)

Seeing Fang Hui's threatening expression, the security guard began to search for this man's appearance and matching identity in his mind. What if he is the owner's friend? It would be bad if he offended him.

Fang Hui took the opportunity to run past him.

"Hey! Hey! Don't run! Stop!"

Fang Hui found that his running speed has improved a lot recently. Could it be because he was chased by chickens and chickens from time to time, and was slowly trained?

That is really an unexpected gain.

Tong'an Suburban Wetland Park, Ning Helan has not been back for a long time. As soon as he saw the scenery here and the row of small houses over there, bad memories came to his mind.

The row of small western-style buildings near the wetland park is where Ning Helan lived when he was a child.

However, only ruins remain of one of the buildings. Weeds and wild flowers grow in the cracks between the bricks and the soil, and there are even small saplings. It looks like it has collapsed for a long time.

Behind the small western-style buildings is a mountain range. According to the city's plan, this place was originally intended to be a cemetery. However, I don't know if the villagers don't allow development, so they all say that there are monsters in the mountains in this area. Although they don't eat people, many villagers swear that they have seen them.

It is better to believe it than not. Anyway, this place is not the focus of development. In addition, the incident that happened more than ten years ago has temporarily put this quiet land on hold in the development plan.

There are some graves at a distance in the mountain. They are all the homes of nearby villagers. Because even if you don’t invite a master to see it, you know that this is a treasure land with pleasant scenery.

Ning Helan’s parents are buried here. The place was chosen by my grandfather, on the mountainside.

There is no main road here. You have to go through a winding path and walk into the mountain for ten minutes.

The last time I came here was in April this year.

A lot of weeds have grown on the road, and the lush branches have drooped down, some of which have blocked the road.

After pushing aside the branches that blocked the view, a joint burial site appeared in front of them.

The names of two people were written on the tombstone: "Ning Xuechen, Fang Shuyu."

Ning Helan looked at the tombstone tenderly, reached out to wipe off the dirt and dust on it, then placed a yellow and white chrysanthemum on it, and rested her forehead on the tombstone: "Dad, Mom, I'm here..." After

leaning for a while, Ning Helan raised her head and looked around, ready to clean up the place.

When she walked to the back of the cemetery, she saw a tree that was blown down by the strong wind and pressed against the end of the grave.

No wonder my parents said in their dreams that they couldn't move their feet.

Ning Helan lifted the tree up, thinking that everything would be fine.

At this time, he sensed two faint auras, one of which was like a demonic aura, and as for the other...

he looked down and saw a small green demon at the root of the broken tree.

It was a small tree demon.

The small tree demon looked very young, only the size of a palm, and was staring at Ning Helan tremblingly.

Ning Helan simply half-crouched down: "What are you looking at me for?"

The small tree demon looked at him, and then looked at the tree in his hand: "Where...where are you taking my father?"

Ning Helan looked at the tree in his hand: "Is this your father?"

"Yes." The small tree demon said, "He is not dead yet..."

The trunk in his hand was as thick as two buckets, and the broken part was white, with a faint fragrance of resin.

Ning Helan stretched out his fingers and touched it. It was still wet, proving that the tree had just fallen.

For this kind of tree demon, if the broken part of the tree is connected to the roots, and then some support and fixation are done outside, it will slowly heal.

"I can save your father, but I need something to support and fix it..." Ning Helan said. He only brought a bunch of flowers and a shovel today. Seeing the little tree demon staring at him with round eyes, Ning Helan wanted to laugh, "Do you understand what I mean?"

After hearing this, the little tree demon turned around and walked away with a clatter, and soon ran back dragging a long vine.

It stuffed the vine into Ning Helan's hand.

Ning Helan touched it and found that the vine was warm and moved as if it had life. It was not like an ordinary thing.

The little tree demon said, "I asked Auntie Teng for this."

Auntie Teng? The name sounded like some kind of vine demon.

So Ning Helan stood the fallen tree upright and then tied the long vines to the broken part until the tree stopped falling.

Ning Helan let go of the hand holding the tree after making sure that the tree would not fall.

The little tree demon quickly ran up, wrapped its thin arms around the tree trunk, and leaned against it: "Dad..."

It touched the bark of its father, turned around and thanked Ning Helan: "Thank you, big brother."

Ning Helan smiled slightly, he was a little surprised, how could this tree fall down? If it was a strong wind... He looked at the flowers and plants around, there was no trace of being destroyed by the strong wind.

"My father was broken last night." The little tree demon suddenly said.

Broken?

Ning Helan looked at it, and the little tree demon said, "Yesterday a demon wanted to destroy this place. Dad tried to reason with him, but he didn't listen. Later, he knocked Dad down before he ran away..."

Grandpa said that this land has always been blessed by the mountain god, so there will be no big demons on the mountain.

Although this tree demon looks young, it has been practicing for decades. What kind of demon can knock it down so easily... Ning Helan thought about it and looked at his parents' graves again. They said they wanted to destroy this place. Could they be coming for my parents?

Ning Helan's eyes darkened and he didn't say anything. He reached out and gently touched his parents' tombstones, and his head suddenly hurt.

It was like someone was holding his head as a dough ball, rubbing it flat, and his whole head was filled with the sound of "

hmm!" He covered his head, his face turned pale, tinnitus, heartbeat, and strange sounds in his head all sounded at the same time, Ning Helan's body swayed and he fell to the ground. "

Big brother!"

After an unknown amount of time, Ning Helan opened his eyes. The sun was shining brightly outside, but he didn't feel the heat at all where he was. Instead, it was cool.

There was a wide shade from above that covered his entire body, making it very cool.

"Big brother." A childish voice came to his ears.

He turned around and saw the little tree demon from before, hugging another tree and looking at him.

"Little brother, are you okay?" The tree spoke, with a grandmother's voice, kind and gentle.

Ning Helan shook his head, and the tree said again: "The sun is very strong today, little brother, you may have heatstroke."

Heatstroke? Ning Helan sat up and looked around. It turned out that he was dragged under the tree next to him.

"Little brother, are you from the Ning family?" the big tree asked.

"Yes..."

"The graves over there are..."

"My parents."

"Is that so..."

Dashu said with some emotion: "Mr. Ning and Mrs. Ning are both very good people... Are you their son? Are you Xiao Lanlan?"

Ning Helan looked at Dashu with a little surprise, as only his family members would call him that.

"In the past, our family has received the kindness of Mr. Ning's family. At that time, my daughter was in danger, and it was your mother who saved her... But it's a pity that two such good people..." Dashu didn't say anything else, but just changed the subject, "At that time, Master Ning chose this mountain as the resting place for his son and daughter-in-law. My son-in-law said that if they were buried next to him, he could also provide shelter for the grave."

"But, that bad guy yesterday hurt my father!" The little tree demon interrupted angrily.

"Excuse me, what was that monster yesterday?" Ning Helan asked Dashu.

Unexpectedly, the big tree said: "Monster? He is not a monster, he is a person..."

"Person?"

"Well, he looks to be in his forties. Although he is not wearing a Taoist robe, he holds a talisman in his hand, which makes him look like a Taoist priest. Yes, the magic he uses is also like a Taoist priest..."

After Ning Helan thanked the big tree demon and the small tree demon, he looked back at his parents' grave.

When Ning Helan was going down the mountain, he saw a figure. Wasn't it Fang Hui?

Fang Hui seemed to be lost, going up and down, down and up on a small path.

"Fang Hui."

Fang Hui heard someone calling him, he turned around and saw Ning Helan, who was holding a shovel in his hand and his body was covered in mud. Fang Hui was surprised: "Little Taoist priest, why are you here?"

"I came to see my parents."

"Your parents are here too?"

Ning Helan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Do you have family here too?"

"My mother is here." Fang Hui's voice became a lot lighter unconsciously.

Ning Helan understood, and he looked at Fang Hui: "You came out early in the morning just to come here?"

"Uh... not really, I went downstairs for a walk and met an aunt walking her dog, then I went to the park and saw my sister, and I followed her home. Then I wanted to see my mother."

"Don't you remember where your mother's grave is?"

"I remember! It's just that I used to drive from the main road, but now I have no car and can only take the small road, so I couldn't find it all of a sudden."

Ning Helan sighed: "Okay, tell me where it is, I'm more familiar with this area."

"This mountain is so big, are you sure you know it all?" Fang Hui looked at the continuous mountain range with disbelief.

There are two high peaks in this mountain range alone, and there are also many low mountains that have not appeared.

"You tell me." Ning Helan didn't bother to argue with him about whether he was familiar with the mountain or not.

"Well..." Fang Hui folded his hands and thought seriously, "I used to drive from there, then go around here... then turn a corner and go over there... and I'm there."

After saying that, he looked at Ning Helan, who didn't say anything, but walked towards the small road beside him. Fang Hui followed closely.

Following Ning Helan up and down the winding road, down and up, they arrived at the foot of a small hill in a short while.

"Is it here?"

"...Yes!"

Fang Hui saw the road next to him and finally felt that he had arrived at a place he knew: "Yes, when we came here before, the car was parked there, hey, it's the same car as this one... My brother's car is also black... Hmm? The license plate is the same?"

Ning Helan: ...

Fang Hui was surprised, this is his brother Fang Yu's car.

I heard before that they also want to come to my mother's grave, and driving is still faster than me...

Fang Hui himself got here by riding a tricycle, and fortunately the tricycle was dragging a tall straw behind it, so the driver didn't notice Fang Hui.

Ning Helan saw Fang Hui fall silent for a moment: "Fang Hui, Fang Hui?"

Fang Hui uttered an "ah" as if he was distracted, and then said: "Okay, let's go."

Ning Helan followed Fang Hui up the mountain, which was separated from where his parents were by a hill: "Fang Hui, why is your mother buried here?"

"My dad asked a Yin-Yang master to look at it." Fang Hui said, "He said that this place has good feng shui, but the villagers at that time didn't allow us to bury her. They also said that every place was occupied, except for the old, the dying, and those who were just born. All the future graves were marked out. In the end, my dad spent a lot of money to allow my mother to be buried here."

Ning Helan uttered an "oh", and asked again: "Why did your mother die?"

"..."

"If it's inconvenient, I won't tell you."

"No, it's mainly because it's bizarre." Fang Hui pulled the corner of his mouth, "That year my mother took us to a villa for swimming, but unexpectedly the dam upstream suddenly exploded, the water rushed down and flooded the villa, and my mother was washed away in order to save us..."

Ning Helan frowned slightly, "Why do you say bizarre?"

Fang Hui chuckled lightly, "Because my mother and I were standing together at the time, and our position was untouched by the water, but my mother still fell into the river... Maybe the ground was too slippery and the water was too fast."

Ning Helan listened to Fang Hui and knew that this happened many years ago.

“Maybe I remembered it wrongly.”

Fang Hui was still very young at that time, and was frightened, so his memory might be a little fuzzy and confused... Ning Helan didn't think about it any further. He looked down the mountain from here and saw the house where he used to live.

"Oh, I miss it so much. I lived in this area when I was a kid." Fang Hui said standing by, "I still remember the house opposite ours suddenly exploded and caught fire one day. The noise was so loud."

Ning Helan was always calm, but she couldn't help but feel a little surprised when she heard this: "You live here too?"