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Li Jun was afraid, “How did you know?”
Li Cong’s voice was cold, “I know everything, you killed Mom.”
Li Jun’s head buzzed.
No! He couldn’t admit it!
He stared at the person in front of him, “Li Cong, you’re really crazy, I didn’t kill anyone, if you have the guts, call the police to arrest me!”
Li Cong pressed him to the ground expressionlessly, “I will naturally call the police, and I will find evidence, now you kneel down and kowtow to your mother to apologize.”
Li Jun glared at him, “I’m your father!”
“You’re not!”
Li Cong spoke out all the grievances he had endured over the years.
“When I was sick, you were playing cards.”
“When I didn’t have food to eat, you were sleeping.”
“When I was beaten by my aunt, you pretended not to see.”
“When I started working and earned money, you came to me for support.”
“Are you worthy of being a father?”
Every word was like a sharp needle, Li Jun moved his mouth but didn’t know what to say.
He had no feelings for his son, he was afraid that he would discover what happened that year when he grew up.
He never cared about his son, but he didn’t expect Li Cong to get into university and find a good job in such an environment.
Li Jun had no choice but to move into his son’s house and constantly badmouth his mother.
Today, Li Cong actually discovered the truth, who told him?
Li Jun was both angry and afraid, “Li Cong, Dad was wrong before, I will definitely make it up to you in the future…”
Li Cong didn’t speak, he took out the talisman the Master gave him and a knife from his pocket.
“Knife! What are you doing?” Li Jun trembled, “You can’t do this, I’m your father, you have my blood in you.”
Li Cong didn’t bother to answer him, he cut his finger and dropped blood on the talisman.
The blood disappeared, the tracking talisman flew into the air and circled a few times, then plunged into a spot.
Bang—!
A loud sound echoed, and dirt flew everywhere.
“What is this?”
Li Jun looked at everything in disbelief.
The yellow talisman emitted a faint golden light, wrapping around a skeleton and flying up.
The skeleton was very complete, not a speck of dirt was on it, and upon closer inspection, one of its fingers was missing.
Li Jun recognized who it was.
That year, he was drunk and accidentally chopped off Fang Li’s thumb.
Fang Li, she was back!
The two empty eye sockets on the skeleton were facing him, Li Jun screamed, “Ah ah! Ghost!”
He couldn’t understand what had just happened, who else but a ghost could have such abilities.
There was only one thought in his mind, Fang Li, she was back.
Li Jun trembled all over and crawled backward desperately.
“Li Cong, ghosts, there are ghosts!!”
“That’s not a ghost, it’s Mom.”
Li Cong shed tears as he dragged him away.
Li Jun was terrified, “Let me go! Let me go!”
Li Cong walked step by step towards the skeleton, forcefully pressing Li Jun’s head down, making him kowtow three times.
Li Jun had a large gash on his head, and blood flowed out continuously.
At this moment, his fear reached its peak, and Li Jun couldn’t control himself and wet his pants.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of urine, and Li Cong glanced at the man with disdain.
Cowardly, selfish, weak, such a person was unworthy of being his father.
Li Cong let go of the man in his hands and said word by word, “Li Jun, you owe my mother, and you will repay her slowly.”
Li Jun kept muttering, “No, don’t kill me!”
Obviously, he had a mental breakdown.
Li Cong sighed, knelt down, and kowtowed three times heavily.
“Mom, your son is late.”
“Cong Cong, my child.”
A familiar voice came, Li Cong raised his head abruptly, “Mom, Mom?”
A figure appeared under the yellow talisman, her features coincided with the face in his memory.
Li Cong was stunned for a moment, “Mom, you’re back.”
Fang Li had a faint smile on her lips, “Cong Cong, long time no see, you’ve grown so much.”
Li Cong rushed to her, his voice choked with sobs.
“Wuwuwu, Mom…”
“Don’t cry, don’t cry, Cong Cong is all grown up now, you can’t cry like a child.”
Fang Li patted his shoulder, her voice as gentle as he remembered.
“Cong Cong, Mom is relieved to see that you’re doing well.”
“After I died, my soul attached to the jujube tree. Although I couldn’t move or speak, I was very happy to watch you grow up day by day.”
“Later, you moved away, and I tried my best to control the jujube tree, making its roots grow higher and higher.”
“If it grew a little higher, maybe I could see where you live.”
Li Cong broke down in tears when he heard these words.
So…Mom hadn’t left him, and she hadn’t forgotten him.
If he had discovered the truth earlier, or if he had come back every year, Mom would have been able to see him grow up.
But he believed those lies and never returned to this sad place.
All these years, Mom had been lying alone in the cold soil, how much she must have missed him.
Li Cong sniffed, “Mom, I’m sorry.”
“Alright, alright, don’t cry.” Fang Li touched his head, “What’s done is done, don’t blame yourself anymore.”
“Mom is leaving, you live a good life from now on, take good care of yourself and your wife and children, and don’t forget what I said.”
Fang Li’s figure gradually faded.
Li Cong bid farewell reluctantly, “Mom, goodbye.”
After crying for a while, he adjusted his mood and looked at the man on the ground.
Li Jun had already fainted.
Li Cong clenched his fists, “Mom, I will get justice for you.”
He took out his phone and called the police.
Li Jun woke up and shrank back in fear.
Soon, a group of people in uniform came running over.
Li Jun cried out, “I’m guilty, I killed someone, arrest me!”
The police were a little confused and took both of them away.
Li Cong’s eyes were filled with coldness.
He not only wanted to call the police, but he also wanted to tell everyone.
Fang Li was the best mother in the world, she didn’t abandon her family and run away.
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Antique Street.
Lin Xi put away her small stool and prepared to go home.
Qian Fugui smiled, “Master Lin, this small place is too restrictive for you, why don’t you set up a stall somewhere else?”
Lin Xi instantly understood his meaning, “You want me to work for you?”
“No, no, I definitely don’t mean that.”
Qian Fugui was terrified, he didn’t have the guts.
He was scared to death by the paper people last time, and now he trembles when he sees paper.
Qian Fugui cautiously said, “Master Lin, I mean, you can choose anywhere on this street, wherever you like, you can set up a stall there.”
Lin Xi looked at him closely, “This whole street belongs to you.”
Qian Fugui chuckled, “I don’t have that ability, this was all built by my grandfather.”
Lin Xi was a little curious, “Your grandfather, what sect was he from?”
Fugui’s grandfather was far-sighted, knowing that his descendants didn’t have the ability, so he bought a street in the center of Di Jing, and his descendants would just lie down and collect rent.
She was envious.
Qian Fugui scratched his head, “I don’t know, the books my grandfather left behind, I can’t understand a single word.”
Lin Xi clicked her tongue, “Your grandfather’s strength is your inheritance, Fugui, you’re really lucky.”
Qian Fugui laughed sheepishly, “Where, where, I can’t compare to Master.”
He pointed to the door of Dedao Hall, “Master Lin, why don’t you go in and take a look, my grandfather’s books are inside.”
Lin Xi didn’t refuse, she wanted to see what sect this amazing grandfather was from.
The decoration of Dedao Hall was very elegant, the arrangement of various objects was meticulous, it was definitely not Qian Fugui’s style.
His grandfather must have been a very skilled Feng Shui master.
Qian Fugui moved a box, wiped off the dust on top, and inside were a bunch of messy things.
He searched for a long time and found a book, “Master Lin, this is it, my grandfather passed it down to my father, and my father left it to me.”
Lin Xi took the yellowed book, the font on it looked like clerical script, no wonder Qian Fugui couldn’t understand it.
The cover had four large characters, Jin Suo Yu Guan.
It was actually Jin Suo Yu Guan, this was the strongest Feng Shui sect.
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