Bi Yan, the little fox girl, stood outside the dilapidated courtyard in a daze. Her tears flowed down like beads with a broken string.
How many times had she dreamed of this place?
She had thought that she would never be able to return to this place. Now she finally saw it.
Was it really not a dream?
For a few moments, Bi Yan didn't even dare to breathe or make a sound. She was afraid that it would be like in those dreams before. As long as she ran to this small courtyard or made a little sound, this beautiful dream would be broken.
Li Mu was next to her. Seeing the look of the little fox girl, he was silent and very understanding.
When he first returned to Earth, it was the same. The closer he got to Earth, the more flustered he became.
He was so nervous when he was close to home.
In this kind of atmosphere, the door of the dilapidated bamboo house in the courtyard suddenly opened. A frail figure, coughing and dragging his injured leg, slowly walked out, his steps waning.
This was a somewhat old middle-aged man. His face looked just like a middle-aged man, but his hair was gray in advance. His mental state was very poor, as if he had been tortured by life and lost interest in everything around him. His eyes were dull and numb.
He was leaning on a piece of bamboo as a crutch. His face was thin, and there were a lot of wrinkles on his face, as if he had been slashed by a sword. His left leg seemed to have lost all feeling, and his ankle was twisted as he dragged it on the ground.
Li Mu felt the chaotic demon power of the fox clan in this person.
Perhaps he used to be a fox cultivator with good cultivation, but now, the chaotic demon power not only could not exert its due strength, but also tortured his body, making him in pain all the time.
At the moment when she saw this person, the tears in Bi Yan's eyes flowed out like a spring.
She cried uncontrollably and rushed into the courtyard. With a plop, she knelt in front of the middle-aged man and cried, "Father, father, I'm back …"
Her delicate and exquisite body knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
Li Mu sighed in his heart and walked in.
The middle-aged man was leaning on a crutch in one hand and holding a small stove for decocting medicine in the other. Looking at Bi Yan kneeling in front of him, he looked a little dazed. There was not much emotional color change in his dull and numb eyes.
"Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked.
An ancient and heavy aura came from this voice.
Bi Yan slowly raised her head and said, "Daddy, it's me. Bi Yan, your daughter, I'm back. I'm back from the Baiyu Dynasty in the Brilliance Immortal Star Region. Dad, have you recovered from your illness?"
The middle-aged man's expression did not change at all.
"Did you … mistake me for someone else?" He cautiously took a step back.
"I'm Bi Yan. Daddy, don't you know me? Twenty-three years ago, I was … "Bi Yan told him what had happened in the past, and then looked at the middle-aged man expectantly.
However, the middle-aged man's expression did not change at all.
He shook his head and said, "Miss, you might really have mistaken me for someone else. I have lived here for more than 40 years. I did have two daughters, but they have both passed away. I buried them with my own hands. My wife also died ten years ago. I don't have a daughter who was sold to the Baiyu Dynasty."
Bi Yan was stunned.
Li Mu was also a little surprised.
When the middle-aged man spoke, there was no emotional fluctuation, nor did he mean to deceive. He was really stating the facts.
With the perception of the Xiantian Skill, he could see all of this clearly.
Did Bi Yan really mistake him for someone else?
Li Mu looked at Bi Yan.
Bi Yan's expression, after a short period of astonishment and confusion, quickly became firm. She said, "No, I'm not mistaken. I'm absolutely not mistaken. Everything here is exactly the same as I remember. Dad, look at me carefully. Look at me carefully. I'm really Bi Yan, your daughter."
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Miss, I can see it very clearly. You are really not my daughter. You have mistaken me for someone else. I'm a cripple, a waste, and a cripple. If I really have a beautiful daughter like you, how happy I would be. Unfortunately, you are really not my daughter."
Bi Yan found it hard to accept.
"No, Dad, think about it carefully. I'm really your daughter. When I was young, you took me to the Daqing Mountain and took me to catch leopards. Once, we found an injured female leopard under the Spirit Spring Peak of the Daqing Mountain …"
Bi Yan talked about some interesting things from her childhood, trying to evoke the memory of the middle-aged man.
But the middle-aged man just shook his head and said numbly, "Miss, go away. I really don't know you."
Bi Yan was stunned.
She had never expected that she had finally found her former home and saw her father, whom she had not seen for many years, but the other party did not know her.
"Mom, mom, Bi Yan is back. Mom, come out and see me." Bi Yan cried loudly, as if she was a little out of control.
Li Mu scanned with his divine awareness and knew that in the entire dilapidated courtyard, there was only this middle-aged man, and no one else.
Did Bi Yan really mistake him?
But it shouldn't be.
Because along the way, she talked about some landmark buildings, as well as many scenic spots, paths, and architectural layouts in this village. They were all clear and completely matched.
All of this was clearly what it looked like in the depths of her memory. It was definitely not something she made up.
Moreover, she obviously recognized the appearance of the middle-aged man.
Then why didn't the middle-aged man recognize her?
"Dad, you recognize me. Dad, I'm really Bi Yan, your daughter."
At this time, outside the courtyard, many villagers had gathered, looking at Bi Yan and Li Mu, pointing at them.
The middle-aged man seemed to be finally annoyed. He pushed Bi Yan, who was holding his leg, away and said, "Where did this crazy girl come from? Go away. I said I don't know you, but you are still pestering me here. I still have to decoct medicine. Get out!"
Bi Yan was pushed away and slumped on the ground.
She looked sad and subconsciously wanted to rush over again.
The middle-aged man directly raised the bamboo stick in his hand and hit Bi Yan, saying, "Crazy girl, I'm talking to you nicely. Can't you hear me clearly? How dare you blackmail me today? "
Li Mu went over and raised his hand to block the bamboo stick.
The middle-aged man glared at Li Mu.
Li Mu did not speak. He pulled up Bi Yan, who was sad and speechless, and retreated to the outside of the courtyard.
…
"Why doesn't my father recognize me?"
Bi Yan sat by a small river outside the village, looking at her face reflected in the river. She was in an extremely bad mood and her mind was in a mess.
For so many years, a hope that had supported her heart seemed to collapse all at once.
Li Mu comforted her and said, "Maybe there are some reasons, or do you really recognize the wrong person?"
"Did I recognize the wrong person?" Bi Yan looked at Li Mu blankly, and then said, "No, it's impossible. Everything is exactly the same as I remember. Everything is exactly the same as that year. Even if I recognize the wrong person, I can't remember the whole village wrong."
Li Mu said, "Well, I'll accompany you to the village again and ask others. Even if your father pretends not to know you for some reason, if you really grew up in this village, other villagers, especially some other old people, should know you and have an impression of you."
Bi Yan's eyes lit up.
The two returned to the village and asked someone to inquire.
Half an hour later.
The two returned to the river.
Bi Yan's face was gloomy, and she seemed to have lost her soul. She couldn't even cry.
Li Mu, on the other hand, had a puzzled look on his face.
They asked around the whole village, and the result shocked Li Mu greatly.
The people in the whole village said exactly the same thing as the middle-aged man. They all said that there was no such person as Bi Yan. The middle-aged man was indeed extremely unfortunate. Both of his daughters were dead, and the whole village helped him to bury them. Ten years ago, the middle-aged man's wife also died.
What was going on?
Did Bi Yan really remember it wrong?
Even Bi Yan herself wondered if there was something wrong with her mental state.
"Let's go back first."
Li Mu comforted Bi Yan.
It was supposed to be a very simple matter of searching for relatives, but it had developed to such an extent that it had developed into a supernatural suspense trend.
Under Li Mu's comfort, the two walked out of the village, followed the way they came, and found the two guards of the station waiting quietly in the distance. They took the flying boat and returned to the station.
"Have a good rest."
Li Mu sent Bi Yan to the room.
After what happened during the day, Bi Yan was very tired and soon fell asleep.
Li Mu also returned to his quiet room and began to practice martial arts.
At night.
Li Mu walked out of the quiet room.
Bi Yan, the little fox girl, was still asleep.
Li Mu carefully walked out of the station. After making sure that no one had discovered and followed him, he flew on his sword, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared above the sky.
The next moment, the deputy of the station, the chubby and smiling Dongfang Meili, walked out of the gate of the station. He looked at the direction where Li Mu disappeared with a smile on his face and said nothing.
…
Li Mu returned to the village again.
In the night, this small village, like a paradise, was quiet and peaceful.
Li Mu used his body movement and came to the small courtyard of the dilapidated bamboo house like a ghost.
In the bamboo house, the lights were lit.
A burst of coughing came faintly.
The middle-aged man had not yet fallen asleep.
A faint smell of medicine came out of the house.
Li Mu observed for a moment outside and found that there was nothing unusual. He thought to himself, "Did I really guess wrong? Is there really no secret in this middle-aged man? "
He observed for a whole hour in secret and found nothing.
Just as Li Mu was about to leave temporarily, something unexpected happened.
Four figures in black night clothes flew from the distance of the village. They were extremely fast and silent. Like four fallen leaves, they floated into the small courtyard and occupied different positions, surrounding the bamboo house.
"Linghu Shenyi is still decocting the medicine? You won't live long. Why struggle? "One of the men in black said with a sneer," I heard that your daughter came back today. You didn't recognize her? Why, are you afraid of getting her into trouble? "
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