Monica glanced at Feituo next to him, who had no intention of avoiding suspicion at all. He came here with An Xian, and as long as An Xian didn't speak, he would have the cheek to stay still and respond to changes.
Monica thought about the relationship between He Rin and Roy, but she didn't rush anyone. Besides, the Bell family would announce it sooner or later after Roy recognized her relatives. So she hesitated, took out a photo from her bag, and carefully handed it to An Xian.
The photo is of a baby who appears to be just a full moon, flipped over to the back of the photo and says "Lolo" and the date of birth.
An Xian guessed a little in his heart, but didn't speak, just looked at Monica, waiting for her next sentence.
Monica considered the language and began to tell An Xian about the past of Syloy's mother, An Penny, but she ignored the process of being imprisoned and abused, and focused on the fact that she was left out because of amnesia, and finally married Loy. Her father Dieson, a man who came to her aid when she was in distress. However, the fate was ill-fated. Dison died unexpectedly during childbirth. An Penny, who learned the bad news, was stimulated, causing mental problems and unable to raise the child. So Roy was taken away by ZF, and was adopted by a couple shortly after. It's just that the couple also died in a disaster a few years later, and Lowe was orphaned again until he was discovered by Segler.
Although Monica has omitted many details, the truth is still brutal. As she spoke, she observed Roy's expression, for fear that he would not accept it.
Anxian has been listening quietly, and there is not much emotional fluctuation on his face. On the other hand, Feituo, who was next to him, looked surprised, never expecting An Xian to have such a bumpy life.
After Monica finished speaking, Segler turned on his miniature brain and handed over the DNA identification results to An Xian.
"Roy, we have been looking for you for many years, and now we have finally found it." Monica looked at him lovingly, "You are the child of our Bell family, my nephew, I will take care of you instead of my sister, absolutely You won't suffer any further grievances."
An Xian lowered his eyes, handed the photo back to Monica, and said solemnly, "I need to be quiet."
After speaking, she stood up and walked slowly outside the restaurant. Monica was about to call him, but Segler stopped him: "Let him be alone."
Monica worried: "Lyle, do you think I'm in a hurry, maybe it's better to hide it from him first?"
"Sooner or later, he took the initiative to ask today, obviously he noticed something." Segler comforted his mother, "Loy is a person with a strong mind, I believe he will look away."
Anxian walked out of the restaurant, Feituo quickly chased after him, and asked, "Leader, where do you want to go?"
"Go back first, don't follow me." An Xian said without looking back.
"This is not..." Before he finished speaking, the person who was still in front of him suddenly disappeared without warning. Feituo opened his eyes wide and looked around.
Anxian got on the bus in Cangzhou City and planned to rent a boat to go to Cangquan Mountain, where Loy was buried, now it should be called Cangquan Island.
She borrowed Roy's identity at that time just to better understand this new era. It just so happened that Roy looked very similar to her, and was an orphan with no kinship. In exchange, she could assume his responsibilities, but was not qualified to take away the family affection and wealth that belonged to him.
Now that Roy's true identity is known, An Xian thought to himself, maybe it's time to reveal his identity. She hadn't planned to hide it for too long, and when she brought Roy's body back, she would think about how to speak.
With what she knew about the Dean, Monica and others, even if she knew the truth, she probably wouldn't take anger on her. It's just that this truth is a bit cruel, both for Roy's family and for Roy himself. For her, the more troublesome part is how to explain her origin.
When he came to Cangzhou City, Anxian rented a fast boat at the port and went straight to Cangquan Island.
The clipper traveled for more than two hours and finally reached its destination before sunset. Anxian asked the captain to wait on the boat, and then went to the island alone.
Stepping into the afterglow of the setting sun, after a few vertical jumps, An Xian came to the position where Roy's corpse was located.
However, when the formation was removed, An Xian was surprised to find that a tender seedling of about six centimeters had grown on the flat ground that was originally empty. The temporary defensive battle she arranged was mainly for concealment. Before the formation method failed, neither humans nor animals and plants could enter the formation.
How did this tender seedling appear
An Xian squatted down, his fingers lightly touched the leaf tips of the tender seedlings, and a familiar feeling suddenly hit his heart.
Um? If she read it right, this should be a ginseng seedling.
Ginseng... An Xian's eyes flashed with brilliance, and a bold guess appeared in his heart.
She put her palm on the ground and sensed the situation underground with her divine sense, and found that there was only one set of clothes left in the ground, and Roy's bones had disappeared.
An Xian took a deep breath, is it really
More than a thousand years ago, she had just come to Cangquan Mountain for cultivating. By chance, she came across a ginseng doll born with new intelligence. She chased away a little demon queen who wanted to devour it, and brought it back to her mountain. Carefully nurture.
The quality of this ginseng is very good, and Anxian plans to use it to breed and cultivate a ginseng field. But it is obviously very healthy, but it is not willing to bloom, and it can only continue to be raised in peace. This raising is hundreds of years until the catastrophe comes.
An Xian succeeded in refining an elixir at that time, and his cultivation broke through the Mahayana period. He was faced with the double catastrophe of the pill tribulation and the heavenly robbery, and he was too busy to take care of himself. After that, he fell into a deep sleep because of his failure to transcend the calamity, and his medicine field must have been destroyed.
But ginseng dolls are the longest-lived, most spiritual, and most likely to be transformed in the field of medicine.
If the ginseng plant in front of you is really the one that used to be, then it is likely to be successfully transformed in the catastrophe, and then fall in the catastrophe, leaving a ray of spirit to enter the reincarnation, reincarnated as a human, and Roy is its present life .
The clothes she changed to Roy would prevent the corpse from decaying, but even so, his corpse disappeared. The only explanation is that the body of a mortal cannot support the soul of the spirit, and once it dies, there will be no bones left. It stands to reason that after the death of the body, the spirit of ginseng should re-enter the cycle, but because of the spiritual energy on her clothes, after absorbing the spiritual energy, the spirit will condense into seeds and take root.
She has been with ginseng for hundreds of years, and has sensed each other before, but after a thousand years, this sense is already very weak, otherwise it would not have been ignorant when they first met. However, it has been transformed into its original form again, and this sense has returned.
"It's really you..." Thinking of this, it's probably not a coincidence that Roy and her look alike, but when the ginseng doll took shape, he deliberately referenced her appearance. She has nurtured it for hundreds of years, and is the only human it knows, and it may well consider herself its mother.
Spirits are different from ordinary people. Once they are set, their appearance will not change much no matter how many lives they reincarnate.
An Xian didn't expect to wake up again after being asleep for thousands of years. The first person she encountered was her ginseng doll, and she also borrowed its reincarnation identity to gain a foothold in this era. She always felt that she had a certain destiny.
"Haha..." An Xian couldn't hide the joy in his heart, he leaned down and gently touched the tender ginseng sprouts with his cheeks. She always thought that she was calm and looked down on the world, but now she realizes that she still longs to see things she is familiar with, and wants to have her own relatives and partners.
"It's good to see you." An Xian closed his eyes, feeling the breath of the soil and leaves, and his originally ups and downs gradually returned to tranquility.
After a while, she sat up and wrapped the ginseng doll with its roots and ground with her spiritual power, and put it into her storage ring.
"Going home, my friend." A sigh-like whisper, along with the relaxed figure, slowly disappeared in the wind.
When we got back to the building, it was already midnight.
An Xian walked in the flower field with light steps, and it took a long time to find a suitable place to live for her ginseng doll. Not far from the small building, the soil is soft and the sun is facing the shade. In order to create better growth conditions for it, Anxian plans to transplant a few more broad-leaved plants.
Yunlin Jiao, not far away, seemed to sense something, and came out from the bottom of the lake with a hula, and ran to An Xian's side, looking at the wilting ginseng seedling.
"Minions, take good care of it, and don't let it be carried away by other small animals." An Xian patted Yun Linjiao's head and warned with a smile.
Yun Linjiao swiped An Xian with his tail, expressing dissatisfaction with her doubts about her housekeeping skills.
An Xian smiled, glanced at Ginseng again, and then turned to leave.
As soon as he walked into the small building, he immediately felt He Rin's breath. He sat on the sofa and seemed to be waiting for her. Seeing her come in, he stood up and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
Anxie shook his head.
"Go wash your face first, then come out to eat." After He Rin finished speaking, he walked into the kitchen.
Waiting for the leisurely grooming, a sumptuous meal has been placed on the table.
He Rin didn't ask where she went, just sat quietly on the sofa and browsed the information on the computer.
There was silence in the living room, save for the faint sound of a leisurely meal.
She only had time to think about her and Roy's identity at this time. Originally, she did not intend to hide it, but after finding out that Roy was the reincarnation of a ginseng doll, she changed her mind.
Although Roy has disappeared, his spirit is still alive. Rather than tell the truth to his relatives in this life and make them suffer, it is better to hide it for now. If the ginseng dolls can be transformed successfully in their lifetime, maybe they will have a chance to continue their relationship.
In order to cultivate ginseng dolls, she once put a drop of her essence and blood into his body. Their relationship, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is mother and son or sister and brother, his relatives are also her relatives. She will wait for him to transform again and return to the world.
He Rin looked at the meal at leisure without a trace, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. He has heard from Feituo about his life experience, which is far more distressing than the fact he once thought. Tian Zhijiao's biological mother suffered many hardships. His biological father had an accident on the day he was born, and his adoptive parents died in disaster relief a few years later. His life experience and childhood are like a tragedy deliberately arranged by God.
"How does it taste?" He Rin asked suddenly.
An Xian regained his senses and replied casually, "Not bad."
He Rin nodded and said seriously: "It seems that my cooking skills have improved a lot, and Feituo also said that you will definitely dislike it."
Anxiety: "Is this what you did?"
"Um."
An Xian looked at the food he had eaten, with a look of indifference: No wonder there was a strange smell in her mouth, she didn't even notice it just now, and she stuffed so much into her stomach...
She put down her chopsticks, picked up a napkin and wiped her mouth, then said lightly, "Feituo is right."
"what?"
"I really hate it."
He Rin: "..."
I went back to my room in peace, nibbled a fresh fruit to wash my stomach, then washed and prepared to rest.
As soon as he lay in bed, he suddenly laughed softly.
Was it the man's special way of comfort just now? Cook her a dark meal with your own hands
That can only give him three words: Note orphaned.
He raised his hand to turn off the light, tucked into the quilt, and fell asleep comfortably.
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[small theater]
Anxian: I finally found my ginseng.
He Rin: I am your life.
Ginseng: Human upstairs, how do you look like me