Zhao Ji looked at Zhang Xuan standing in front of him and made way. He laughed a little while ago. At this moment, he kept his laughter and said, "Go, I know you want to take a look. Actually, I'm also very curious whether your mother left after leaving."

Zhang Xuan glanced at Zhao Ji, then strode forward, and Lin Qinghan followed Zhang Xuan.

On the top of the weedy mountain, there are one lonely grave after another. Many people have said that in this society, you can’t afford to die. The price of a cemetery is more expensive than a house. Zhang Xuan could only choose such a barren mountain to bury his mother.

Among these countless lonely tombs, on the top of this mountain without any landmarks, even after more than ten years, Zhang Xuan clearly remembers where the lonely tomb was back then.

The weeds on the top of the mountain were unmanaged, and Zhang Xuan easily found the lonely grave on the top of the weeds.

Zhang Xuan looked at the tombstone made of wooden stakes in front of him. The handwriting on it was already very blurred, but the vague traces could still make it clear that the owner's name on the tombstone was seen clearly.

"Sheng Lingyun."

Lin Qinghan read out the words on the tombstone, "Husband, is this our mother's name?"

It sounds really nice."

"I feel so, too."

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.

"Mom must be a great beauty."

"If you don't want to brag about this, Zhang Xuan's mother can definitely be called a stunning beauty."

Zhao Ji walked over and said, "It's a pity that Zhang Xuan has not inherited his mother's appearance at all, otherwise he could have made a living like me."

"You are relying on shamelessness to make a living, right?"

Lin Qinghan complained, "By the way, husband, what is your friend?"

Zhao Ji's original narcissistic appearance suddenly choked. He stared at Zhang Xuan with wide eyes, "The surname is Zhang, haven't you told your wife about the identity of this bureau?

Brother and sister, please listen. I am the land of the hot summer, the Supernatural Administration Bureau, and it is also known as the supreme existence of the Nine Bureaus. It is known as the most handsome guy in history. It has fascinated thousands of girls and made countless girls cry and heartbroken, made countless handsome men laugh at themselves and couldn't look up, and made countless aunts cry that they had a jade-faced white dragon that had been born thirty years ago. The nickname is the honest and reliable little man, and it is here."

Zhao Ji put on various looks, and finally found that Lin Qinghan had already walked aside and didn't listen to what she was talking about.

"Hey, brother and sister, have you listened to me?"

Zhao Ji chased after him.

"Um."

Lin Qinghan nodded and answered extremely perfunctorily, "I listen."

"You didn't listen!"

Zhao Ji insisted.

"I really listened."

Sylvia Lin answered.

"Then tell me what I said just now."

"Well...husband, what should we have for lunch?"

"You really didn't listen, right?"

Zhao Ji stamped his feet in anger.

Zhang Xuan stood in front of the lonely grave and reached out to see the tombstone. He reached out to tug the tombstone gently, and the entire tomb soil completely collapsed.

Zhang Xuan looked at the collapsed grave soil. At that time, he had no conditions to cremate his mother at all, and he couldn't even afford a wooden coffin. Now, after the grave soil collapsed, an empty grave pit appeared in front of Zhang Xuan, and there was a small wooden box in the grave pit.

The appearance of the wooden box completely confirmed everything to Zhang Xuan. Even though it was all this, Zhang Xuan had already guessed that with a wave of his arm, the wooden box was directly sucked into his palm.

The wooden box is only the size of a palm and is not locked, but there is a layer of energy covering the wooden box. This layer of energy is extremely tough. If Zhang Xuan had not had the realm of controlling the spirit, he would have really not been able to open it.

When the wooden box was opened, a piece of yellowed letter paper lay quietly in the wooden box. The beautiful handwriting on the letter paper made Zhang Xuan's nose feel sore.

"Xuan'er, when you see this letter, it means that you have the ability to stand alone now. I just don't know how old you are now. If you are thirty years old, I am very pleased. If you are forty, I can only feel regretful, because my expectation for you is that you can have the supreme strength at the age of thirty-two. Of course, I can't see the result, but I hope that you can have a scale that is enough to cross the beams and other things in your heart, because for you, entering the supreme realm is a new beginning, and you will be born with extraordinary things.

Xuan'er, you often asked me before, where your father was, he was really a great hero, and he was once responsible for saving the world. I don't want you to be a person like your father, because that is too cruel for your lover. I don't deny that I hated your father. When we should be the happiest, he gave up the people closest to him for the so-called righteousness and saved the countless people who have nothing to do with him. But I also admire him, I'm afraid that there are not many people in this world who can be like him. After all, when he is ready to bear all that, he is still an ordinary person.

Xuan'er, as his son, you should be proud. While maintaining this pride, you also have your own mission. You were born different from others. Before leaving, your father asked you for a good teacher. His surname was Lu. He is a person as great as your father. I can rest assured that he has taken care of you.

Xuan'er, I don't know what kind of person you are today. There are some things buried in the deepest part of your heart. These things will make you very scary, but I hope that there is still love in your heart now. Your father was able to restrain those things at the beginning. I believe that as his son, you must be able to do it. This world is so big that we can't imagine. The stronger we are, the more we will find ourselves insignificant, and the more we will feel that we are just a speck of dust in this world, that's all.

Xuan'er, try to discover this world. Facing this world, I believe that one day, you will meet that great hero. You two can fight side by side, and mom will miss you."

The content of a letter ends here, and the signature is Zhang Xuan’s mother’s name.

Zhang Xuan held the envelope tightly, and his tears were already spinning in his eyes. His mother was always the weakest part in Zhang Xuan's heart.

Zhang Xuan really wants to tell his mother loudly that he has entered the supreme realm before he was thirty years old, and he has not become the person eroded by darkness, but Zhang Xuan has no place to say about all this.

Zhang Xuan turned his head, looked at Zhao Ji, and spoke: "What else do you know? Let's say it together."

Zhao Ji smiled, "Actually, there is no need to say more about many things. Soon, someone will come to you. You may not know how many secrets are hidden in this world."
Chapter completed!