"Old man Bai, you are already old, don't you want old cows to eat young grass, okay? Besides, I have a man I like. Although you are good-looking, you are not my type. Also, you are a fox, and I am a fox. People, what if the child born in the future has a human head and a fox body?"
Bairan: ...
"No, if it's a fox head that's more terrifying in person, anyway, I definitely can't promise you."
Bairan: ...
"Don't mention this matter again in the future, I won't tell A Sheng, otherwise, with A Sheng's temper, I will definitely give you two slaps, even if you two are relatives, I won't spoil you, A Sheng is right I'm the best, I won't agree to me being with you."
"Wait a minute, I haven't finished talking yet, can you interrupt me to say this nonsense?" Bairan was speechless.
"Uh..." Feng Xi was stunned.
"I mean, I'm thinking about a woman named Feng Qingcheng in your ancestors, and I hope she can also come to our Fox Clan's celebration."
"The wind blows the city?"
"Well, remember to tell her that I don't care what method you use."
After speaking, Bairan smiled and disappeared into Fengxi's home.
The task left by Bairan is difficult to destroy Fengxi, because although Feng Qingcheng is the ancestor of the Feng family, it dates back a long, long time ago.
There is no record even in the family tree, so we can only rely on some clues left by the original ancestors of the Fanfeng family.
But Feng Xi had heard of this woman because she had been mentioned by her grandfather.
So, she decided that this time, she would go to her grandpa for help.
"Why are you looking for Feng Qingcheng?"
"Grandpa, to be honest, my friend is looking for it, can you get in touch?"
"That's enough, this ancestor has already practiced immortality a long time ago, and now he doesn't know where he is?" Feng Wuming also had no choice but to shake his head and sigh with his hands behind his back.
"What can I do? Then I'll think of another way."
After seeing his grandfather from the underworld, Feng Xi had no choice but to invite Hua Sheng. Hua Sheng is a goddess, but a goddess of the Nine Heavens clan, who has inherited divine power through the ages, so if divination is used, maybe there will be a whereabouts
When Feng Xi went ten miles to the spring breeze, Hua Sheng and Jiang Liu were singing in harmony.
One of them played the guzheng and the other played the flute. They were very comfortable. She opened the door and barged in, immediately destroying the good atmosphere.
"Ahem..." Jiang Liu put down his flute helplessly and coughed a few times.
"A Sheng, help the world."
"Borrow money?"
"No, borrow someone, I want to borrow from you." Feng Xi looked at Hua Sheng pitifully.
She was amused, "What are you doing?"
"Oh, to make a long story short, have you received the invitation from Old Man Bai?"
Hua Sheng didn't speak, but he pointed to the red wedding invitation on the table, and knew that Bairan must have been here, and he patted Jiang Liu's shoulder very familiarly, telling Jiang Liu that he must go, and he was shameless. Jiang Liu ordered tens of thousands of roasted chickens. The euphemistic name is that all foxes like to eat roasted chickens.
Jiang Liu is also an honest person, so he called the purchasing department directly and asked him to go to a century-old deli to buy.
"Huh? Because of this, old man Bai asked me to help find my ancestor, Feng Qingcheng, but I asked my grandpa, but my grandpa couldn't find this ancestor, where should I find it? So, ah Sheng, please think of a way for me."
"The wind blows the city?"
"Well, yes, Feng Qingcheng, can you tell me where she is now?"
"Do you have a birth date?"
"No… ."
"Are there any of her old things?"
"No… ."
"Does that have the direction of her grave?"
"No..." Feng Xi shrank her neck a little guilty.
Hua Sheng was also very hurt after hearing it, and after pondering for a long time, he said, "Then... I may have another way."