So that's what happened!

I was shocked, but I still didn't relax my vigilance. I tightened my clothes, put down my hands that were raised again, and embarrassedly lowered my head.

"I, my father said, "My men are different from women. Girls cannot touch boys randomly, and call them, "Men and women are not allowed to kiss each other."

After rectifying the long hair hanging on his forehead before, a very helpless expression appeared on Feng Jing's face, and a white and slender hand gently supported her head.

"Can you really haven't gone down the mountain? How did your father teach you this?"

Seeing that he had no intention of moving forward, I relaxed, wrapped my hands on my knees, thought for a moment, and said, "I just said that men are different from women. Men should not touch women's bodies casually, and I didn't say anything else!"

"Bah!" Chang Jing pounded the bed board hard and said seriously, "Your father, I thought he was a poor scholar. He sounded like an unscrupulous person, and he was so nonsense!"

I jumped up and slapped him in the head, and I was so angry that I stood on the bed and jumped straight on my feet.

"Stop it. Although I don't know what you are saying, I don't allow you to scold my dad. I, let me tell you that my dad and my mother are the biggest good people in the world!"

Perhaps my appearance was really scary, so Feng Jing was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled awkwardly.

"Hahaha, OK, don't be so angry. I'm wrongly blamed your father, is it possible?"

When you have to forgive others, it is also the same thing that my father and mother often say to me. Therefore, if he says this, I will forgive him very much.

"Are you angry?" Chang Jing looked at my face repeatedly, sure I was no longer angry. Fang Chang breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "You said that 'Snow Cave' is so beautiful, and your deceased parents are buried inside. There is such a deep barrier at the entrance of the cave. Is there any unknown secret hidden inside?" He said this, after pausing, he smiled with his elbow while arching me, "Hey, can you tell me?"

I didn't know what secret he said at all, but I knew that my father buried his mother there. Because the word "Snow" in his mother's name had the word "Snow Cave".

Therefore, I shook my head for granted, and a puzzled expression appeared on my face, and said, "You broke the hole, and you broke the world, and you couldn't even make up any secrets there, let alone me!"

He took out a piece of white silk paper from his arms, and Chuang reached out and handed it over, saying, "This was when the cave collapsed, and I took it from your mother's coffin. Can you recognize the words?"

After all, when I was a child, I was a princess. Although I was a princess from a small country in Miaojiang, I also learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was a child. How could I not recognize words?

After taking the silk paper, I opened it and looked carefully. There were four lines of beautiful words on it:

"The winter snow prevents the geese from returning, and the autumn wind curls the leaves all night. The ice skin gradually turns into white bones, and it is difficult for bamboo sticks to be leaning on the green mandarin orange!"

These sentences seem obscure and difficult to understand, and there is a hint of sadness between the lines. If you say that your mother is left to your father, it would be desolate. If you want to say that it is not, then who will be left to?

As their child, I didn't understand it, but Feng Jing seemed to see some clues. She took the silk paper over and looked at it again and again, and finally turned her eyes back to the bamboo that had already turned into dark green jade.

"Leave a breath from the barrier of the cave before, plus your parents' clothes and these words, the two elders may have practiced immortality!"

I was really surprised by what he said!

From childhood to adulthood, I only thought that my parents were different from ordinary people, especially my mother said that we were descendants of Nuwa and had an extraordinary identity. However, in the years after my mother's death, my father mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally. What kind of subordinates they had visited, I wonder if Feng Jing meant this.

"I only know that when my father and mother were young, they went up the mountain to learn from their masters. I don't know much about what it is!"

After grabbing my hair, I looked helpless.

"Little fool!" Feng Jing seemed to be amused by my appearance, so she had to hold back her face without laughing out loud and said, "Your piece of bamboo should be a stick, but it is much shorter than the usual sticks. What's more strange is that it has no head or tail of a stick. How can it play? According to the common theory, men use sticks to fall ears, and women use sticks to hang bells. What about your stick? It's so naked that there is nothing. Should it be used by men or women?"

I really didn't realize that this guy was so insightful that he said something strange that I had never heard of. Although I was confused by these words, it was not very profound. However, the "reasons" he said in "according to theory, compared to ordinary people" had never been said to me.

"Will this thing used to throw things, those things that are tied up, be discovered by prey all at once when they are thrown?"

When I thought about the "staff" that would be divided into men and women, and the ears and bells that would fall, I couldn't help but wonder.

I stretched out my left hand, grabbed my thumb and middle finger, and Feng Jing bounced on my forehead with a "brain crash". I felt helpless and shook my head and sighed.

"You are very wrong to say that. Ask this world, except for you, a little fairy in the mountains, who will throw the stick around!"

My forehead hurts so much that I am bored. I pouted my mouth in discontent and retorted: "It's just a broken bamboo. It's better to look even if it's shining, but it's still a broken bamboo. Where can I get so many broken things?"

This was actually quite harsh, but Feng Jing didn't seem to care. Instead, she reached out and stroked my smooth forehead, showing a father-like brother-in-law expression, which looked like the kind I had seen on my father's face.

"Does your stick have a name?"

After hearing what he asked, I felt a little liked. After all, I couldn’t answer the questions he had been asking before, and this was clear.

Therefore, I quickly replied: "What Dad told me is bamboo!"

I thought that Feng Jing would continue to ask questions with a smile as before, but he suddenly frowned and said with anger: "Little fairy, are you playing tricks on me? Of course I know it's bamboo, what is its name!"

"I, I didn't play tricks on you. It's really called 'Just Bamboo'!" I was startled and shrank my body timidly, and the tone of my speech also showed a lot of grievance.

Perhaps my innocent appearance made him think, so Chang Jing immediately changed back to his kind smile and coaxed me.

"I don't mean to blame you, but if you think about it again, after all, although this stick may not look like a magic weapon, it is also an extraordinary item. How come it is such an ugly name!"

He said this, but he still refused to believe me. Therefore, I was so angry that I was about to smoke. I bulged my cheeks and said, "This name was indeed what my father told me in person! Once, I asked him, the sword made of bamboo is called Zhu Jian, so what is the name of this piece of bamboo?"

"Then, what did he say?"

Perhaps because he heard some clues, Chang Jing quickly asked.

Turning my eyes and lit my head, I thought about it for a while before I spoke again.

"That day, Dad seemed to be in a bad mood, and he didn't even see a smile on his face. When I was annoyed by me, he shouted a few words, saying that the name was not important at all, just like my name is 'Wei', or I could call it 'Acao and A Dog'. However, I am still me, so what is the difference? The same is true for this broken bamboo. What do you like to call it? Then it is what it is. If you think it's troublesome to register it, then it is 'bamboo'. If you call it that way, it is simple and easy to remember, and you won't remember it wrong. Wouldn't it be great? Why bother to worry about the details!"

This Jing Jing is really strange. She talks so much, but she can quietly listen to me tell so much in a vivid way.

I don’t know if I was really good at speaking, but he was stunned for a long time, then smiled helplessly and said, “Hehe, your father is really a master!”

"Yes, right!" As soon as I heard him praise my father, I felt a little fond of him from the bottom of my heart and said hurriedly, "My father is really powerful. In the mountains and forests, I can beat the mountain monsters and hunt wild boars and jackals, but I have never beaten him once!"

With a helpless smile, Chang Jing gently stroked her forehead and asked in an extremely tentative tone: "Okay, okay, your father actually makes sense. But the name is a code name, 'Just bamboo' is also very good, but little fairy, have your parents really never mentioned the cultivation of immortality with you?"

Shaking my head, I replied decisively: "Since my childhood, my father taught me how to practice kung fu, saying that girls must know how to protect themselves and never teach others to bully them. As for the other things, they have never mentioned a single word!"

Although my nature is simple, I know some things, and it is better to hide them. For example, my mother said before my death that both of us and our daughter were descendants of Nuwa. I have not planned to mention a word since the beginning.

"Hey, hey, fairy, what are you thinking?"

Maybe I was stunned while thinking, and Feng Jing gently pushed my forehead while staring at me in confusion.

"No, nothing, just some things that are not there!"

After retracting my thoughts, I gently wiped my face, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and replied casually.
Chapter completed!