Qin Xuan looked at Qin Hong.

In fact, the two families had a very good relationship. It is said that his father had rescued Qin Hong in his early years, so Qin Hong always respected his father very much.

Even when Qin Xuan's father died of illness, it was Qin Hong who took charge of the overall situation so that the funeral could be held decently.

"When you come back, have you visited your father's grave?"

Qin Hong asked casually.

Qin Xuan suddenly smiled: "My nephew planned to put aside the salutes and go there, but my nephew found the old house at home, but I can't go back!"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Hong. If Qin Hong shied away from not knowing about this, then don't blame him for not telling the story of his past relationship.

"I asked Zi Teng to do this. It's my fault. Let's go sit down in the house first and then talk about it."

Qin Hong seemed to have already anticipated Qin Xie's intentions.

He then said to Qin Ziteng: "Ziteng, ask your sister-in-law to make two dishes to go with the wine."

When Qin Xuan heard this, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this matter was not Qin Ziteng's idea. His house could only be sold for more than twenty taels of silver at most. Logically speaking, Qin Hong should not be greedy for this little money.

"It's not that my nephew is stingy, it's just that this house was left by my father. Now that it suddenly belongs to someone else, I always have to ask. Please don't be surprised, Uncle Hong!"

Qin Xuan cupped his hands and did not quarrel with Qin Hong.

If most things in this world could be explained clearly, it wouldn't necessarily mean a fight to the death.

He returned here just to have a quiet place to practice.

If there is a gap between him and Qin Hong, he will inevitably feel unhappy and it will not do him any good.

"You have changed your temper. It seems you have suffered a lot outside."

Qin Hong shook his head. Based on Qin Xuan's past temper, he might have started a fight with him now.

He led Qin Xuan into the house and sat down.

Not long after, a gentle young woman walked in carrying some wine and food.

Qin Hong said: "This is Zian's mother-in-law. You haven't seen her before, right?"

"I've met my sister-in-law."

Qin Xuan quickly stood up and cupped his hands.

The young woman immediately said: "Uncle, you're welcome. Please sit down."

After she put down the food and wine, Qin Hong said: "Okay, Yue Lian, go and have a rest!"

"Yes, father-in-law. If the food and wine are not enough, please give me a shout!"

Deng Yuelian responded and went out.

Qin Hong picked up the white porcelain wine pot, poured a small glass of wine for Qin Xuan and himself, and then said: "You have been gone for more than half a year, Zian has an emergency, and I am in a hurry to use money. I really have no choice, so I just moved your house

Sold to that kid Rungen!"

"I don't want to lose face in the village, so I told the outside world that Zi Teng sold your house."

"The house was sold for a total of twenty-seven taels, and if you give Uncle Hong half a year's work, I will give you a hundred taels."

"That's the case, as long as Brother Zi'an is fine."

When asked about the reason, Qin Xie did not intend to delve into it. After all, twenty taels of silver were as worthless to him as grass on the roadside.

"Zi'an is gone. I went a step too late and didn't get to see him for the last time."

Qin Hong sighed, picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised his head and drank it.

Qin Xuan looked at Qin Hong, this first-class figure in Qinjia Village. Although he looked like he was in his prime on the outside, his heart was already old and twilight.

He fell silent, not knowing how to answer.

After a while, Qin Hong laughed at himself and said: "When people get old, they like to talk nonsense. Let's not talk about this."

"Come, Uncle Hong, my nephew will give you a drink!"

Qin Xian smiled, raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The two exchanged pleasantries again.

After drinking for three rounds, Qin Xeng asked curiously: "I heard that a Taoist priest came to the village and set up a magic circle in the village to resolve the evil spirit in the village. I wonder if Uncle Hong knows what happened.

What's going on?"

When Qin Hong heard this, his face suddenly darkened: "Huh, my Qinjia Village is facing the sun and facing the yin, so what kind of yin is coming from it! Everything is caused by the Taoist priest named Gu Huai!"

"By the way, where is the monk who left with you? Did he come back with you?"

Qin Hong's eyes rose with some hope.

He remembered that the monk Qin Xuan rescued that day was definitely not weak in strength and should be far stronger than the Taoist priest.

If we can get his help, the current problems will be easily solved.

Qin Xuan just shook his head. He killed the old demon of Blood River with his own hands, but it was impossible for the old guy to come back to life again.

When Qin Hong saw this, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Qin Xuan said doubtfully: "Uncle Hong, how did you know it was the ancient locust tree that was causing trouble?"

Qin Hong said proudly: "Uncle Hong, I have been hiding in Qinjia Village all my life, but in fact I am also a monk. Although my cultivation level is low, the Taoist priest's tricks can't be hidden from me!"

Qin Xuan was suddenly startled and asked suspiciously: "Are you really a monk?"

This couldn't help but surprise him.

Even a monk on the second level of Qi Refining cannot be willing to stay in a small village for the rest of his life. They are far more powerful than ordinary people, and no matter how bad they are, they can still strive for a wealthy future.

Qin Hong said with some embarrassment: "My qualifications are really poor. I have been practicing hard every night, but I haven't been able to break through to the first level of Qi refining. Compared to ordinary people, my body and bones are just stronger!"

Hearing this, Qin Xuan immediately felt that Qin Hong was a weirdo. This qualification was probably the worst in the entire history of Yuanjie cultivation.

Qin Hong shook his head again and said: "Let's not talk about this. Now we still want to think about how to deal with the ancient locust tree."

"In the past few days, several elderly people in the village have fallen ill. Even young people mostly feel a little unwell."

"These have absolutely nothing to do with that Taoist priest."

"If it continues to be delayed, I'm afraid it will be irreversible."

His face was solemn. If Qinjia Village really suffered a disaster, how could he have the face to face his ancestors?

Qin Xuan thought about it for a moment and asked, "I wonder what the cultivation level of the ancient locust tree is like?"

"I saw him sweating on his forehead when he was setting up the formation that day. His cultivation level shouldn't be too high."

Qin Hong said.

"In that case, let me try to see if I can kill this demon."

Qin Xuan made up his mind and said firmly.

If he wants to settle down in Qinjia Village, everything must be under his control, and the Taoist priest is a restless factor. In addition, the Taoist priest has malicious intentions towards Qinjia Village. If he takes over this body, he will form a knot.

It’s hard to just sit idly by and ignore cause and effect!

"Don't be reckless. How can you deal with that ancient locust tree? It's better to think long term."

Qin Hong shook his head.

Although he knew that Qin Neng was strong and strong, and that three or five young men could do nothing to him, but facing a monk who had already cultivated himself, this strength was useless.

Qin Xie knew that Qin Hong was worried about his safety.

He picked up the drink in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. Then, with just a slight squeeze of his thumb and index finger, the blue and white porcelain cup shattered to the ground with a crash.

"My nephew has been wandering away for a year, but he has gained nothing!"

Qin Xuan looked at the stunned Qin Hong and said with a smile.

"Dad, are you okay?"
Chapter completed!