Remember [花香 居 www.kanshushenzhan.com] in one second, to provide you with wonderful novel reading. The next day, when the sky was bright, the public wind couldn't wait to get up and pack up. When Tang Erbao knocked the door, he was ready to go, "Go!"

Tang Erbao smiled and took the luggage in his hands for granted.

The two wanted to find the old drug king, thank you politely, but the old drug king was not in the valley, and they had to go to Mo Wuyi to bid farewell.

"Okay, walk slowly and don't give it away." Mo Wuyi's cold and warm response came from the bamboo house.

"Don't mind Brother Feng, the ink pharmacist is born with this cold temper." Tang Erbao said quickly.

The public wind waved his hands indifferently. These days, he also sees it. Although the ink pharmacist is cold, his heart is warm.

In order to make himself stand up, Mo Yaoshi helped him a lot.

There was no complaint in his heart, only gratitude.

After the two were out of the Medicine King Valley, Tang Erbao hired a carriage and rushed to Beijing.

They went to the city to buy things for worship, and they walked to Tangjia Cemetery on foot.

The Tangjia Cemetery sits west and east in Tangjiabao. Although it is a place to bury the dead, the ancestors of the Tang family chose the location very carefully. One did not bury rough stones, two did not bury the head of the rapid water, and three did not bury the deep valley. Four do not bury the lonely mountain, five do not bury the front temple, six do not bury the prisoners, seven do not bury the hills and chaos, eight do not bury feng shui sorrow, nine do not bury and sit low, ten do not bury the dragon and tiger's pointed head.

The Tangjia Mausoleum is located in a forest of Xiufeng, and there are dragons and tigers protecting sand on both sides of the cemetery. The bright hall is wide, facing the Yingxiu, and the sand and water are flourishing. It is very beneficial to the fortunes of future generations. of.

"I don't know Feng. Since the death of Xuezhen's owner, the Tang family has been going downhill for a year. It's not as good as a year." Tang Erbao raised the popular Tang family cemetery to Gongfeng, and when he said Feng Shui, he could not help shaking his head and sighed. "Unfortunately, our ancestors of the Tang family, for the sake of future generations, deliberately chose such a good place as the ancestral tomb cemetery, but good luck is almost ruined by the big brother ..."

Listening to his tone of hating iron and steel, Gongfeng shook his head helplessly. "No matter what the Tang family is, I am a foreigner after all. You have said so much. Sorry, I still can't return to the Tang family."

Previously, he was the illegitimate child of his mother's unmarried and pre-born, and could not see it.

Even if he returns now, it is impossible to **** the position of the Tang family owner. He does not have that ambition or qualification.

When Tang Erbao saw that he was so ironed that he didn't want to go back to the Tang family, he had to give up and took him to take a trail and quietly entered the Tang family cemetery.

However, the two did not know that the two had just stepped into the Tangjiabao area, and Tang Zunzu, who was in retreat in the fortress, felt the breath of a family commander, opened his eyes sharply, shot a sharp cold light, and took a few moments. A puzzled voice sounded, "The spiritual power of the house order"

As soon as the words came out, His Holiness Tang denied his speculation.

"It's impossible. The house order has been lost for 500 years. How can there suddenly be any changes in the fort?"

Tang Zunzu's yin-yin eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately got up, looking for the spiritual fluctuations of the weak house order.

In this search, Tang Zunzu found the Tang family cemetery.

He was about to enter, and something flashed long ago in his mind, it seemed to make

The picture of life fear, could not help but stop and look into the depths of the cemetery.

"Sister, it's not the younger brother that I disturbed your sleep, but the master who disappeared for five hundred years suddenly had spiritual power fluctuations, and I had to enter the cemetery to check it." Lord Tang Zun said, the cruelty rising from the corner of his mouth Yi Yue invented, "If you hid the master order in the Tang family cemetery, I will never let you die and be at ease!"

After speaking, he rushed into the cemetery with a somber face.

And at this moment.

Gongfengqi looked at the tombstone of Tang family owner Tang Xuezhen engraved in front of him, tears came out at once, and threw himself on his knees, "My dear, I am back! Sorry, sorry, sorry ... My son came to see you after hundreds of years ... ... "

He said, Douda's tears fell down.

Tang Erbao also followed him on his knees, bowed his head obediently, and said nothing.

After finally giving his mother incense as he wished, Gongfeng was hesitant to kneel on the ground.

"son"

Not far from the dark, Tang Zunzu looked at this scene and was shocked!

"The elder sister's son wasn't exiled to the death continent. Shouldn't he be dead?"

Tang Zunzu wanted to go forward to check secretly, but there was no spiritual power in the Tang family cemetery. No matter who came in, the power could not be exerted.

He could only hide in the dark, staring at the back of the public wind.

"Brother Feng, grief. If Xuezhen's homeowner knows that you haven't died yet, she will come back alive, and she will be happy under Jiuquan." Tang Erbao said comfortably.

Gongfeng raised his eyes with tears and nodded silently.

"Feng Brother, can't stay any longer, there will be someone to guard the tomb after dark."

"Okay, let's go." Gongfengqi slowly got up, looked deeply at the tombstone, and said, "My dear, my son will come with you next time."

After that, he turned.

Immediately, that warm and handsome face fell into Tang Zunzu's eyes.

The familiar and unfamiliar features and outlines came into view.

Like the day when Bitian continent changed five hundred years ago, the day when Xia family disappeared, the public wind raised the almost unchanged face!

Familiar enough to scare him!

At this moment, he couldn't believe his eyes!

Tang Zunzu's face was ugly!

"Yes, he really is him!"

His face was horrified and unbelievable, as if looking at a ghost.

"This little beast is not dead!"

How can it be!

At that time, he watched unconsciously the public wind was thrown into the exile well!

The end point of the exile well teleportation is the death continent that can only enter and cannot go!

Not to mention that once the public wind comes in, it will be repaired and lost, and it will be a waste, and he can't live for five hundred years so long just by his life! And the appearance has not changed!

Tang Zunzu touched his wrinkled and wrinkled face subconsciously, and a thought flashed through his heart.

"Shouldn't this kid be a fake beast?"

Also, that small animal was born into the death continent, and there was only one way to die. How could it be possible to live after 500 years!

This is absolutely impossible!

The "Gongfengqi" around Tang Erbao is likely to be fake!

Thinking of this, Tang Zunzu immediately followed him silently.

Even if it was fake, he had to find out what the boy was doing to fake the little beast.

!!

After Gongfengqi and Tang Erbao left Tangjia Cemetery, it was already dark.

Tang Erbao suggested to go to dinner first. Who knows that the food has not been served yet, and the public wind starts to raise the wine bottle and fill a whole bottle of wine.

He was drunk quickly, and drunk nonsense, "Mother, all sons are not filial, and you ca n’t give up your filial piety, and give you the end of your old age. If you had known that the day of quarrel would be the day when you and my mother separated, the son would never I won't hit you ... "

Special measures were used in the private room next door, and Tang Zunzu's face that had heard the words of the public after drinking was completely gloomy!

Because only he knew that the day that the little beast left Tangjiabao did quarrel with his elder sister Tang Xuezhen, fell out of the door, and never returned.

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