The Reborn Military Pet: The 60-year old wife is so hot

CHAPTER 88

In fact, if she could, she didn't want to touch these things at all, especially the bag of poison. She just hoped that she could leave them idle for the rest of her life. It was a pity that there were so many jade slips and so many techniques in her space that she couldn't use, without the spirit. She has no spiritual energy at all. She can only guard the treasure mountain but cannot use it.

Fang Yuxi smiled bitterly as she looked at the extremely powerful kung fu skills that could be identified just by looking at their names. Master Cheng Qian's vision was too high, but there were really no kung fu techniques that mortals could use, so she could only drool as she looked at them.

Fortunately, Jiuyan Space has been integrated into her soul because of this rebirth. The only thing that can comfort her is to be reincarnated in the next life. She may be born in a body with spiritual roots, which also allows her to experience flying into the sky and into the earth. , the magical means that turned the world upside down.

Fang Yuxi stayed in the space all the time. After preparing enough medicine, she changed her clothes and came out. Although she was delayed for a long time in the space while sleeping and preparing medicine, it didn't take too long before she appeared in the woods again. It had only been an hour or two, and there were still traces of her struggle on the ground, as well as the broken backpack and the messy dry firewood thrown on the ground.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Fang Yuxi's calm heart started to ripple again, and a trace of hatred appeared in her eyes. She was so unwilling to accept it! She didn't see that person's face clearly, otherwise she would definitely want that person's life.

Fang Yuxi sighed, discarded the basket and dry firewood on the ground, turned around and walked out of the mountain. Now she felt uncomfortable looking at these things.

After leaving the woods, I originally planned to go see Professor Zhou Yan today, but now I was not in the mood, and Fang Yuxi returned home somewhat hesitantly.

Sitting in the main room with the door closed, I felt lonely again for a while. I had just had a lively banquet with my friends at noon, right?

Seeing herself alone, and thinking about how she was almost harmed just now, Fang Yuxi's eyes turned red with grievance. When she stretched out her hand, a small box as big as a palm appeared in her palm. Fang Yuxi cherished the box and dropped it. She shed tears, she missed her father.

After suffering so much in her previous life, she imagined more than once that her father could live well, stay by her side, protect her from wind and rain, and hold up a sky for her, but that was always just a ridiculous fantasy. Her father He left her long ago to find her mother, and she had nothing left behind.

In this life, she has protected everything about her and her father, and has not let Wang Dongyang's family get involved in things that belong to their father and daughter, but these are far from replacing her father's existence.

And this box was her most precious thing. Every night when she went to bed, her father would take it out, caress it and watch it for a while. At this time, her father's expression would be so gentle, so gentle that she would feel jealous in her heart.

Her father treasured this box and never let her touch it, but he said that this box would be a dowry for her in the future, but she had never seen this box open and had no idea what was inside.

She only knows that this is her father's baby, very precious, very precious!

In her last life, she was confused after her father died. She never saw the box again, and she didn't know whose hands it ended up in. In her last life, she was so stupid that she couldn't even protect her father's most precious thing.

She had become vigilant in this life, and she had put away the box early. When she missed her father, she took it out and looked at it, just like her father had done before, caressing the box inch by inch, with an unusually gentle expression.

At this moment, Fang Yuxi felt uncomfortable, so she took it out and looked at it. She used to touch this box and think about her father, but the more she looked at it, the sadder it became. The more she touched it, the sadder she became. Today she cried while holding this box, and she missed her father more than before. I felt much better.

But this also made Fang Yuxi discover some strange things that she had not noticed before.

In the past, she only pinned her sorrow on this box and didn't observe it carefully. But today, her mind was much clearer, and she suddenly discovered that this box was really not simple!

Not to mention what is inside the box, the box itself is already priceless. The box itself is made of rosewood, not to mention the flowers, birds, insects, fish and other scenes carved on the box are lifelike and ingenious. It must have been made by someone from a famous family.

Moreover, this box has a warm appearance, perfect coating, and a sense of simplicity. It definitely has a certain history. This box will be a rare treasure in future generations.

My father is a veteran and has no relatives, and my mother has no memory. I only heard that she is also an orphan. How could these two people have such a good thing in their hands? Did dad get it on the battlefield?

Doubts lingered in her heart. Fang Yuxi had never thought of opening this box before, but now she had the idea of ​​opening it.

But when it came time to actually do it, Fang Yuxi was surprised to find that she didn't know how to open the box. Her father had always said it was a box, and that's what she thought.

But when she was about to open it, she found that the rectangular box was boxy and had no keyhole or lock to open it. It was so seamless that it seemed like she could see the secret inside just by lifting the lid.

But she couldn't open the lid. It seemed like it was just a piece of wood carved into a wooden sculpture that looked like a box, but she was very sure that it was really a rosewood box containing something.

The workmanship is so precise, the materials used are so exquisite, and the carvings are so exquisite. She is becoming more and more interested and curious about this box. At this time, it is not because it is her father's beloved thing, but because of the mystery and story of the box itself. .

In the end, I held the box for a long time and couldn't figure out how to open it. I had no choice but to put it back in the space and continue to save it. I planned to solve this mystery when I have time in the future.

Frustrated by a box, Fang Yuxi felt a little depressed, pouted and stretched, and finally decided to make something delicious. There is a saying in later generations, if you are not happy, eat a meal, and if you are not happy, just eat it. After another meal, there's nothing that good food can't solve.