Chapter 212 Chapter 48: Inheritance of the Fox

As long as it is not a fool or a sleepy person who dozed off halfway, when the selection woman talked about the silver coin that brought the poor scholar back to life, he would naturally think of the silver coin I gave to my beloved. Of course, I also thought of it.But I don't know if it's one silver coin, or two different silver coins.Was the dream I dreamed after I gave her the silver meant to give me a foreshadowing? My thoughts drifted away, but the story of choosing a wife continued. Xuan Po said that Luo Fu tried to convince his son that the man in tattered clothes with a disheveled face in front of him was his real father.The resurrected poor scholar vetoed it.

When Luo Fu lifted the floor splint and pointed to the dead body to speak, he never expected that the dead body of "Deadly No Proof" would actually open up to refute her. Needless to say, Luo Fu was terrified at that moment.Her first thought was to take her son and rush out of the embroidery building that gave her life and ruined her life.She was born in this building, and lost her virginity in this building, and it was a fox who invaded her!Ever since she moved out of here, she didn't want to see everything here, and she didn't even want to think about it.However, the body odor on her son's body constantly reminded her of her painful past, making that embarrassing memory come up from the bottom of her heart from time to time.

She still remembered the silver coin that the monk gave her, saying that she must wait until some time before she could meet her marriage. When she remembered what the monk said many years ago, she suddenly understood. Luo Fu turned around calmly, looked at the skinny poor scholar with protruding cheekbones, and somehow felt that the man predicted by the monk should be him. Looking at the son's reaction, he was not afraid, but looked at the "father" who was so thin as a bone with special hatred.The "father" in front of him is like a frog that has just escaped from being buried in heavy snow and just woke up from hibernation. A few bones propped up a thin green skin, like a paper man who is about to be burned at a funeral, as if a fire can burn him. He lit.

Luo Fu could not understand his son's eyes.That's not how a normal person should react. But I can understand.Grandpa said that the dreams of ordinary people are often things that our ancestors have experienced.If people want to survive in a complex environment, it is difficult to cope with the changing environment only by learning step by step by themselves.And dreams can give us things that seem to be "innate", such as fear, such as happiness.In the final analysis, the root of dreams is heredity, which is the result of our ancestors' experiential consciousness acting on us.

This is why many people believe in "predecessor protection".Sometimes when encountering sudden danger, the genetic experience of our ancestors in our body can make us take actions that we didn't even think of ourselves, so as to avoid the danger. Therefore, when the official son of Luofu saw the resurrected poor scholar for the first time, not only did he not have the fear of ordinary people, but an unimaginable hatred. This may be the genetic result of the fox. If in other things, Luo Fu's official son has never shown a fox character that is different from ordinary people, except of course body odor, then at this moment, his fox character is fully exposed.At this moment, Luo Fu should have deeply realized that there will be infinite dangers in the future, but she didn't realize it later.

It was the monk's words that made her calm down. She quickly rushed to her son and hugged him to prevent him from being impulsive.And her official son's fists were clenched tighter than ever. "Where's your father? He knocked me out." Apparently, although the poor scholar had a lot of doubts, for example, the window lattices of the building were broken, the room was thickly covered with dust, and the copper skin on the cabinet was rusted. There is a rotten smell in the air, these are obvious feelings.The beauty in front of her is still as beautiful as before, even more shy than before.Of course, he didn't know it was the beauty of "back then", he thought it was the comparison between the beauty of yesterday and the beauty of today.Little did he know that decades had passed.

His biggest doubt was that Luo Fu's father and a group of vicious servants beat him desperately just now, and he vomited blood and fell to the ground.When he got up, these people who beat him suddenly disappeared without a trace. He looked at the pillar next to him, and the blood splatter was gone, and there was a big lazy spider lying quietly in the middle of the thick web. The following stories are brought together with those told by Taoist Gui. "My father? My father died more than ten years ago!" Luo Fu's eyes were full of tears, and he didn't know whether it was because of excitement or panic, or both.Her official son shook his head, as if he had just recovered from a coma, he opened his mouth wider than before, turning into a statue.He returned to his normal state, after all half of him is human blood.

"Dead? Did he die more than ten years ago?" Poor Xiucai asked puzzledly, not daring to move too much, as if the old man who beat him to death was still hiding in a corner of the embroidery building. Be careful, he will jump out and beat him to pieces. "Or ten years ago? Didn't you lie to me? You lied to me. You lied to me!" Luo Fu raised her head to the sky, covered her face with her hands, and tears flowed from her fingers. "You, what are you crying for? Did I say something wrong?" Poor Xiucai came to Luofu with weak steps, grabbed Luofu's hands and shook vigorously, "What happened? What's wrong with your father? Wasn't he still here just now? Don't cry!" Due to years of burial, the poor scholar's body is very weak, and his strength to shake Luofu is weaker than that of an ant.Luo Fu felt a cold air leaking from the poor scholar's fingers and penetrated into her skin, making her shiver.

At this time, Poor Xiu discovered that there was another person behind Luo Fu, who was slightly older than him, and whose appearance was the same as his friend's.The corpse was stunned, and pointed to the well-dressed man dressed as an adjutant and asked Luo Fu, "Who is this man? What is he doing here?" After speaking, he looked up and down, his eyes full of confusion. "Who is he? How do you say he is my son? We don't have physical contact yet. What's going on? Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming when your father came in just now? Am I dreaming?" The newly revived corpse shook Luo Fu, sending out a series of question marks.And Luo Fu was sobbing, unable to answer his questions at all.