Chapter 98 Chapter 98 Family (Twenty)

Ning Helan turned his head suddenly. The children playing football in the open space suddenly disappeared, leaving only a football that was still rolling back and forth due to inertia.

"..." He seemed to have just heard a name that he had heard frequently recently.

"Lanlan! Don't run around!" A more familiar name came, and he looked in the direction of the voice and saw his father and his childhood self.

Little Helan was holding a little rabbit in his hand, and was hurriedly rushing towards home on his short legs.

"Lan Lan!" Ning Xuechen caught up with Xiao Helan from behind, "Run slower, don't fall."

"But, but," Xiao Helan said, panting, "but the little rabbit spirit... has so much blood..."

The little white rabbit in Xiao Helan's hand was a little rabbit spirit with only a dozen years of cultivation. Its leg was injured by a hunter on the mountain. Now its leg was broken and bleeding.

"Lan Lan, it's not an ordinary little rabbit. This injury won't kill it." Ning Xuechen smiled and rubbed the little He Lan's head, "Come, give it to me."

"Dad, be gentle, it hurts."

"Okay, Dad, it's very gentle."

Ning He Lan remembered that this was his fifth birthday. Today, he not only got a big bag of mushroom essence from Grandma Liu's house, but also picked up this little rabbit essence on the way home.

Watching himself and his father enter the house, Ning He Lan's legs automatically moved when he was standing far away. He wanted to go over to see, but a female voice came to his ears: "Lan Lan is such a loving child."

Ning He Lan turned his head with a stiff neck and saw his mother standing beside him, wearing a beige dress, slightly curly long hair, temperament and beauty.

Fang Shuyu smiled at Ning Helan: "Lanlan, long time no see."

"..." Ning Helan didn't know what this dream was about, it was too real.

Fang Shuyu looked at Ning Helan without saying anything and put her hair behind her head: "My husband is really something. I told him not to take you to those dangerous places, but he always took you there secretly and didn't tell me the truth when he came back."

Ning Helan still didn't say a word. His throat was dry and his chest was swollen. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

"Lanlan, your spiritual power was too strong when you were a child, but your body was too small to support such strong spiritual power. Moreover, your spiritual power was too strong, so it was easy for mountain spirits and wild monsters to target you. Although your father is very powerful..." Fang Shuyu smiled faintly, "But which mother would not worry about her child?"

Ning Helan blinked his long eyelashes, his eyes were red, and he hummed softly.

The mother and son stood there, and suddenly a cool breeze blew. Fang Shuyu put her fingers on Ning Helan's arm: "Go back, Lanlan, this is not a place for you to stay."

"But, Mom..." Ning Helan finally spoke the first sentence in such a long time. Fang Shuyu looked at her child and reached out to stroke his face.

"Go back." Fang Shuyu said softly.

Since this was a dream, Ning Helan wanted to stay here for a while longer. He didn't want to leave.

Suddenly he felt a strong breath, it was a demonic aura! A

very strong demonic aura!

"Mom, there is a monster!" Ning Helan whispered, but turned around and found that Fang Shuyu was no longer by his side. "Mom?"

Looking towards his small yard, he saw his mother driving a small car into the yard, parking it, and walking home with a birthday cake.

Ning Helan suddenly saw the phantom of an explosion, and a severe headache came over him. He trembled all over and knelt down all of a sudden. He covered his head with one hand and supported himself on the ground with the other hand to barely keep his body from falling down.

His face turned pale with pain, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

The evil spirit became stronger and stronger. He saw that the sky around him darkened. Thick dark clouds appeared on the originally windless weather.

The clouds drifted towards his house. The sky was very low, and it seemed that they were almost pressing down on the roof.

"Ouch..." The intense pain was accompanied by a suffocating dizziness. Ning Helan forced himself to raise his head and saw a black and red light appear in front of his yard. A figure seemed to appear in the light.

Ning Helan squinted his eyes and saw that the ball of light suddenly expanded. "Boom!"

With a loud bang, the house exploded.

The flames shot up to the sky, and the huge noise made Ning Helan's ears buzz. In just a moment, the house was engulfed in flames.

Ning Helan watched in amazement as the beams and bricks of the house turned into countless flaming fragments and scattered everywhere.

The hot flames flew everywhere with the debris produced by the explosion, and the heat wave swept across his face with the burning fragments. The burning and pain brought him back to his senses from the dizziness and tinnitus.

"Mom! Dad!"

Ning Helan got up from the ground and ran towards the explosion, but just as he was about to run to the door of his house, he was suddenly thrown out by a strong force.

He silently chanted the spell of the gods' coming to earth in his heart, but there was no response. He could only watch helplessly as his warm and beautiful home disappeared in the rolling black smoke.

"!"

Ning Helan woke up with sweat all over his head. He looked at the quilt in his hands and the familiar bed under him. Was it a dream?

He gradually calmed down from his rapid breathing and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

When he went to wash up, he saw a red mark on his left cheek, which looked like a cut or a burn.

He stretched out his finger and touched it, and it still hurt a little: "Hiss..."

"Oh-oh-oh~"

The loud rooster crowing came from the balcony. Ning Helan opened the door and smelled the aroma of soy milk from the kitchen.

"Grandpa?" Ning Helan didn't expect Ning Guohua to come back so soon. Didn't he say he would travel for 45 days?

Walking to the door of the kitchen, Ning Helan saw the soy milk machine making soy milk, and something was steaming on the pot next to it. He opened it and saw that it was hot buns.

"The buns can't be eaten yet." A familiar and distant voice came, Ning Helan's hand shook, and the pot lid fell to the ground.

"Hey, did you burn your hand?" The person who spoke was Ning Xuechen.

Ning Helan watched Ning Xuechen pick up the pot lid from the ground, then took his hand and looked at it: "Lanlan, is it hot?"

Ning Helan didn't move. Ning Xuechen looked at his dazed look and said: "What's wrong? Are you still asleep?"

Ning Helan felt dizzy, and suddenly Fang Shuyu's voice came from the bedroom: "Husband, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Ning Xuechen came back and pushed Ning Helan, "Don't stay in the kitchen, go wash up and have breakfast."

Ning Helan was pushed out of the kitchen, turned around and saw Fang Shuyu coming out of the bedroom with a quilt: "Lanlan, you got up so early?"

Fang Shuyu put the quilt on the balcony, then wiped the balcony clean and put the quilt on it, "Lanlan, when you get up, take out your quilt and dry it in the sun. The sun is good now."

Ning Helan: "..."

"Lanlan?" Fang Shuyu didn't hear Ning Helan's response, so she turned around to look at him, but saw Ning Helan standing there blankly, "Lanlan, what's wrong with you?"

"I think my son hasn't woken up yet. He got up too early today." Ning Xuechen brought out the soy milk and put the buns on the table, "Go wash your hands and have breakfast."

The buns were very fragrant, filled with mushrooms and diced meat. When Ning Helan was a child, he liked to eat the buns made by his father the most. The skin was thin and the filling was large. The vegetarian filling was full of fragrance, and the outer skin was sizzling with oil.

"Come, Lanlan, try it." Ning Xuechen put the buns in Ning Helan's bowl and looked at him lovingly.

"Lanlan, drink some soy milk before eating the buns." Fang Shuyu said.

Ning Helan looked at the freshly made soy milk, mechanically lifted the cup and took a sip. Fresh soybeans filled the mouth with a fresh fragrance.

"There is no sugar in the soy milk. Your mother doesn't like sweet drinks. If you think the taste is bland, add a little yourself."

Fang Shuyu saw that Ning Helan still didn't say anything, so she put her hand on his forehead to test the temperature: "He doesn't have a fever. What's wrong with this child today?"

Ning Xuechen said: "Did he read too late last night?"

Ning Helan whispered, "I'm fine.

" "Lanlan, are you really okay? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell your parents." Fang Shuyu reached out and patted him.

Ning Helan nodded, and he glanced at the balcony. There were some orchids planted there, and there was a circle of stone bricks underneath, filled with water and a few goldfish.

There was a chicken cage next to the bathtub, and inside it was a big rooster with shiny feathers.

"Oh oh oh~"

"Rooster?" No, this chicken is not Rooster.

Ning Helan walked quickly to the balcony. This chicken was very beautiful, with sharp eyes, a straight comb, a smooth and hard beak, and very smooth hair on its body.

It looked completely different from Rooster.

"Lanlan, what's wrong?" Fang Shuyu walked up to Ning Helan and asked.

Ning Helan frowned slightly: "Where's Brother Ji?"

"What?"

"Where did Brother Ji go?"

Fang Shuyu obviously didn't understand what Ning Helan said. Ning Helan stood up: "..."

He didn't know if he was still dreaming, but he touched the wound on his face with his hand, and the pain was obvious.

"This big rooster was given by Uncle Zhang in the countryside. Your father will fry it in a few days and make spicy chicken for you." Fang Shuyu said,

Uncle Zhang in the countryside? The old man in my hometown? That old man avoided my family, how could he send a chicken? It was really strange.

Fang Shuyu saw Ning Helan walking towards her room without saying anything, and stopped at the door, looking back at the two of them: "Where is Grandpa?"

Ning Helan saw Fang Shuyu's expression suddenly change, and he turned to look at Ning Xuechen, who also looked unhappy.

Ning Helan did not urge them, and the three of them just stared at each other. Finally, Ning Xuechen walked a few steps towards Ning Helan, reached out and patted his shoulder, with a forbearing expression: "Kid, do you miss Grandpa?"

"What's wrong with Grandpa?" Ning Helan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ning Xuechen seemed to have something to hide. He stared at Ning Helan for a while, then turned his head to look at Fang Shuyu: "Wife, I thought this child was sleeping stupid."

Fang Shuyu also showed a faint smile on her face: "I think so too."

Then Ning Xuechen touched Ning Helan's head: "You miss grandpa, let's go to see him another day. There are probably a lot of weeds on grandpa's grave."

What? ! If Ning Helan hadn't seen a lot of strange things, he would have shouted now.

What's going on? What's going on?

Ning Helan sat back on her bed. There were many news that she couldn't accept. Was she dreaming?

But the pain on his face was so real, he shouldn’t feel pain in a dream.

He saw the phone next to his pillow with the corner of his eye, clicked it and looked at the date. It was September and today was Monday.

The date seemed to have been pushed back a week.

Ning Helan called up his phone, and all the recent call records with his grandfather were gone. Instead, they were changed to calls with Ning Xuechen and Fang Shuyu.

He looked at the contact notes on his phone: “Dad…Mom…”

For him, his parents had passed away before he had a mobile phone. He really wanted to have them in his contacts, but they would never be there again.

The teachers and classmates in the WeChat group were all there, and the chat records were normal.

If this wasn’t a dream, was I under some kind of illusion?

Was this a human illusion, or an illusion of a monster?

The magic caster will make the person under the spell live in his own world. At this time, either someone who knows magic can break the illusion from the outside, or the person under the illusion can notice it and escape from the inside.

Now that Grandpa is not here, the outside forces should be unreliable. I can only get out by myself. But if I want to get out, I have to find the person who cast the magic.

"Lanlan, Dad and Mom have gone to work. Don't you have classes in the morning? Don't be late." Fang Shuyu's voice rang at the bedroom door.

In Ning Helan's memory, Dad Ning Xuechen did not go to work, but took commissions. He charged more for those who had money, and charged less for those who didn't have money, or even free of charge; as for Mom Fang Shuyu, she worked in a large company and earned a lot of money.

"Got it." Ning Helan responded even though he knew it was fake. He didn't know whether the caster was a human or a demon, so there was no need to alert them.