It was all white, and Feng Xi stood in the middle, looking for traces of Feng Wuming, and she had already notified Feng Wuming before falling into the dream.
It's just that Fengxi searched for a long time, but didn't see anyone
If it wasn't because she couldn't go directly to find Feng Wuming, according to Feng Xi's hasty temper, she would have gone there long ago.
She wanted to find Feng Wuming, so she could only wait for Feng Wuming to come to her.
"grandfather?"
"Didn't I already tell you, I have something to ask you, why haven't you shown up yet?"
Feng Xi was a little anxious. If she couldn't find Feng Wuming at this time, she couldn't be sure who that person was.
If something continues to happen here, Feng Xi doesn't know what to do for a while.
She can't think of what to do next now.
"I already know what you want to say. The evil spirits are making trouble, and your duty is to do whatever you want. Don't worry about the rest. You can't let the people of Jiangcheng suffer. Solve it as soon as possible. Besides, be careful..."
"There is something on my side, and I need to deal with it. You can solve it yourself. Don't look for me, a dead old man, for everything."
In front of Feng Xi's eyes, Feng Wuming walked out as if he had been called for a long time, with a tired look on his face.
He is obviously a dead person, so there is no feeling too much, he is not a god like Feng Qingcheng.
It's just that now it looks like it has experienced a lot.
After talking briefly with Feng Xi, he turned around and left without giving Feng Xi a chance to speak.
This scene directly fooled Feng Xi.
Grandpa wasn't like this before, why is it like this now
Now that you know it, why don't you just leave
Don't care about anything and don't ask? This is not in line with Feng Wuming's usual style.
Seeing this, Feng Xi couldn't help shouting: "Grandpa, wait a minute!"
"You said you know everything, do you know that person too? He looks very similar to you!"
"I've seen pictures of grandpa when he was young..."
"Who is he? Your brother...?"
"Feng Wumian? But isn't he already dead? How can there be a possibility of resurrection? Or... like that?"
"You really don't know?"
Feng Xi stood in front of Feng Wuming, although his speech was a bit slow, but it was unbelievable in a certain sentence.
In the eyes of the eagle-eyed old man, Feng Xi saw what he saw...
For a moment, the world in front of me is like a movie, interspersed in Feng Xi's eyes.
Even though she didn't know anything about Feng Wumian, she already knew that this person had existed, and even knew his relationship with grandpa, his biological blood brother.
How could Fengxi not recognize it.
If I still had doubts before, but now, Feng Xi thinks that he doesn't even have any doubts, it's for sure, but he just can't believe it.
She should have already guessed that Feng Wumian might still exist in this world in another way, and that ancient book would not be spread casually.
From Feng Xi's point of view, Feng Wuming must have known something, and it is very likely that he knew it the first time. Otherwise, if such a big thing happened in Jiangcheng, how could Feng Wuming remain silent
The loss of seventeen girls in succession, all born in one month, is no small matter in itself.
Besides, Fengxi won't take it as a trivial matter!
Although Feng Xi had no evidence that Grandpa knew about it long ago, she just had a strong intuition.
That's why I'm asking straightforwardly now, even if it's in an unbelievable tone...