517: Clan Land, Death List (2 in 1) [Seeking Monthly Pass]
Gong Xilai knew that her sworn brother was very powerful, but she had no specific idea of how powerful he was. It wasn't until Gong Xiqiu came back with a refreshed face that she breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the situation was not lost, she hurriedly stepped forward: "Ah
Brother, are you injured?"
Gong Xiqiu grinned.
She didn't mention it, and she really didn't notice it.
It is true that he suffered some minor injuries, but compared to the young man named Xun, it was only a minor scratch. He only needed to circulate his martial energy and walk for a few days, and not even a bruise was left.
He slapped his breastplate loudly: "No injuries."
Gongxi came and asked again: "Then, where is that person?"
Gong Xiqiu turned his head towards the direction where the young man surnamed Xun came from, and wrote lightly: "He? Oh, I have spared his life. When this person grows up for a few years, he may be able to give me a feeling of excitement. Now.
, they are still young seedlings.”
There is no sense of achievement in killing.
Gong Xilai: "..."
At first glance, there was nothing wrong with what her adopted brother said, but after listening carefully, she felt that something was wrong. She blinked and saw a young man with a bruised nose and swollen face, and blood on his face walking slowly towards him——
When the other party heard Gong Xiqiu's words, his face darkened a bit.
Due to the violence, Iron Fist could not say anything.
Gong Xiqiu pouted at his personal guards and commanded: "Go, take stock of your things, and return to your clan before dark."
Seeing that most of his bodyguards were disgraced, Gong Xichou politely asked the young man surnamed Xun to allocate people to help transport him. The latter glared at him, seemingly unhappy, but could only hold back his anger. How could a local snake be unable to suppress this powerful dragon that descended from the sky?
Woolen cloth.
Gong Xi Lai's eyes were full of envy.
It's great to have strength.
Before Gong Xiqiu came, dozens of people were detained here, and it depended on people's moods if they wanted to lose money and eliminate disasters. After Gong Xiqiu came, he directly treated the other party's people as his own. This extreme contrast made her feel comfortable.
It's refreshing, but also a little sad.
"Alai, what are you looking at?" A brave warrior has keen senses, but Gongxi Lai's gaze is too eager, and he can't even ignore it.
"I was thinking how awesome my brother is today."
Gong Xiqiu didn't think it was anything, so of course he said proudly: "Brother, I am very majestic every day."
Gong Xilai: "..."
Yang Ying couldn't help but chuckle.
Gong Xiqiu was confused: "Is that wrong?"
That's right, just too honest.
Gong Xilai said with regret and longing: "I also want to be so majestic, instead of relying on my brother to show off his majesty - people are not as good as themselves. Brother can't arrive in time at any time. If we meet someone this time,
Whoever had the intention would have been killed long ago."
She spoke very quietly.
But which brave warrior present can’t hear it?
Yang Ying was close and heard it clearly.
There is sadness in the heart and sorrow on the brows.
These words are Gong Xi Lai’s heartfelt words, why aren’t they her wishes? It’s just that Gong Xi Lai is lucky to have a sworn brother who protects her. As long as Gong Xi Qiu does not fall, she will always be able to rely on her father.
, already hated Xiaocheng.
She was able to survive by chance in the chaos of the war, and luck accounted for 99% of it. If, if she had the ability, not to mention going out to fight with her father to kill the enemy, she could at least do her best to become a supporter of her blood relatives. After her father left, she would still be able to survive.
exist!
Gong Xiqiu muttered: "This is a bit difficult..."
When Gong Xilai heard this, his eyes lit up and he grabbed his armguard: "It's a bit difficult? Does that mean there is still a chance?"
Because of Gong Xiqiu's power, her trust in her sworn brother was a little more blind, as he seemed to be omnipotent.
Yang Ying also followed and looked over.
Gongxi Lai's little strength was not enough to tickle him. He just smiled and said: "It should be so, but the predecessors did not do it. The oracle once said that there is a balance between yin and yang in the world, and no man can practice literature and martial arts.
Women cannot do that. Besides, the clan has lived in seclusion for more than two hundred years and has always respected women. Even the gods enshrined by the clan still look like women--"
If men were respected and women were regarded as inferior, the Gongxi tribe would not have continued the matrilineal tradition of living in groups for many years, let alone monogamy. Even if they worshiped gods, they would be worshiping male-looking gods rather than letting female-looking gods be superior.
Sit on the altar.
Therefore, women can also practice literature and martial arts.
Isn’t Mama a typical example?
As for why others didn’t—
The oracle didn't say it.
But when one Mama appears, there will naturally be another one. It can be seen that nothing in this world is absolute except life and death.
"...I happen to have nothing to do. This time I go back and look through the family records, and maybe I can find a few clues. However, there are ugly words ahead, so there is little hope. If you can't, don't be disappointed. As long as brother lives for one day,
One day is your backer. The brave warriors in the world today who can take my brother's life - well, they are either not mature yet or they are old and decayed."
Gong Xiqiu was very confident in himself.
His strength is not the strongest in the world, but he is still young, his strength is still in a period of rapid development, and the golden stage of his life has just begun. Even if he is not the strongest in the world now, he will definitely stand out on the future stage!
It is more than enough to protect a young man from the west.
Gong Xilai couldn't restrain his excitement. He felt that his heart was about to jump into his throat. He couldn't wait to set off now.
While we were talking, the young man surnamed Xun had already packed his things. Gong Xiqiu ordered him to accompany him to escort him.
"Do you still need escort?" The young man surnamed Xun simply dealt with the injury, hanging a cloth strip around his neck and hanging his left arm.
With this appearance, it is difficult to tell whether Gong Xiqiu needs escort or protection. Those bandits from Minfeng, whoever encounter Gong Xiqiu will go out without reading the almanac and rush to meet the King of Hell.
Who knew that a high-level martial artist would emerge from such a big place as Minfeng? It's good that he didn't find anyone else to bring bad luck to him. Gong Xiqiu asked in return: "It's useless, why not use it?"
Young man surnamed Xun: "..."
Dare to be angry but dare not speak!
With a dark face, a few people came to help Gong Xi drive the car. How could they snatch twenty taels of carriages and send them back now?
This is the first time that Gong Xiqiu has returned from his hometown for many years, and he, who has always been open-minded, also feels a bit timid about being close to home.
The entrance to the tribal valley is overgrown with weeds, and the trails cultivated by the tribe have lost their popularity and been submerged by weeds.
The young man surnamed Xun glanced at the valley.
Chatting while driving: "Is your surname Gongxi?"
Gong Xiqiu was holding the urn of his father's ashes and was feeling sad.
Hearing this, the brewing of emotions was temporarily interrupted.
"yes."
The young man surnamed Xun asked again: "Before, when you asked me whether my surname was Gongxi or Jimo, did you misunderstand that I am a member of the Gongxi clan?"
Gong Xiqiu raised his eyelids: "So what?"
The young man surnamed Xun said: "Not so."
His eyesight just isn't very good.
Only then did Gong Xiqiu notice that the young man knew the way. From the entrance of the valley to the core of the tribe, the path was complicated. The original road was still hidden by weeds. It was very easy for tribesmen not to get lost. There were several forks in the road, but he did not direct the young man.
wrong.
The young man denied that he was from the Gongxi tribe.
This means——
"Have you met other Gongxi people?"
The young man riddled: "Barely."
Gong Xiqiu was anxious: "What does reluctance mean?"
The young man held a piece of weed in his mouth and was able to drive the carriage with ease with one hand. Seeing Gong Xiqiu's anxious expression, he felt comfortable. He said calmly: "Because the grandson and grandson didn't admit their surnames. I know."
Gongxi' and 'Jimo' accidentally read the county records. It said that the Gongxi tribe was exterminated and there were no survivors, but the grandfather and grandson were obviously..."
Before he finished speaking, he shouted.
"You're going to crush my right arm, and you drive!"
Gong Xiqiu let go of his hand and asked, "What grandson?"
"About two years ago, three people came over, and two of them were grandsons and grandsons dressed up very similar to you..." The young man shook his pinched right arm and muttered, "That old man is as unreasonable as you. He's not.
I’ve seen people like him asking for help.”
He used some extraordinary means to ask the young man to send daily necessities regularly. He was the familiar mountain road at that time.
Gong Xiqiu: "Then they are still in the clan area now?"
It must be!
It must be my brother who brought his grandson/son back to the clan!
As for why Thirty-Seven-Eight's brother looks like an old man, he ignores it. There are only three bright lights left in the clan, one is the former high priest, one is brother, and the other is him.
The people from Hui Clan must be among the two of them!
The young man said: "No more, I left long ago."
"Left? When did you leave?"
The young man frowned: "How do I know?"
He didn't care when the pair of bad gods left.
Gongxi Qiu saw that the young man didn't look like he was lying, so he could only suppress his emotions. The short stretch of mountain road seemed like a torturous day. Finally, everyone arrived at the tribe before the Golden Crow set. Gongxi Lai carefully opened the car curtain, and everything was visible.
The desolate scene. It is impossible to imagine that this is the paradise mentioned by Gong Xiqiu.
Gong Xiqiu ordered his guards to repair and clear out a place that could stay overnight. He took Gong Xilai to the clan altar. Yang Ying and the young man surnamed Xun also followed. It was obvious that the area around the altar had been carefully tidied up.
.
"Brother is really back -"
He suddenly remembered something.
"I'm going to take a look at the life lamp. You guys wait here."
After a few jumps, the figure disappeared. It wasn't that he didn't want to bring Gong Xi back and forth, but the place where the life lantern was enshrined was a forbidden area in the clan, and the clan rules stipulated that people without a life lantern were not allowed to enter.
He came to the statue of a dozen feet high by familiar means. The statue had a graceful figure and wore a curtain hat. The brows and eyes behind the gauze were as compassionate as ever, and there was a delicate and small print on the forehead. The eyes were slightly slender.
Hang down and make a secret gesture with your hands.
Gong Xiqiu bowed respectfully.
Take a deep breath and turn the mechanism at the foot of the statue.
A door as high as one person is exposed under the base of the statue.
The tunnel is illuminated with luminous pearls, and at the end is a cave. There are concavities dug one after another around the cave. Each position is enshrined with an exquisite life lamp. In the cave that should have been as bright as day, only three lamps are left swaying quietly.
.
"Three...really three..."
Gong Xiqiu's heart beat like a drum.
His father didn’t lie to him!
Each lamp holder is engraved with a name.
He found his own easily.
Beside him, there was also a light that was quietly lighting up.
Gong Xiqiu carefully picked up his own cup and held it for a while: "How could I just discover now -"
If it had been discovered earlier, it might have been different.
He endured the sadness, found the holder of Jimo Can's life lamp, carefully put it in his arms, and moved his eyes to the one that represented his brother. The flame of the life lamp was strong and bright, which meant that the owner of the life lamp was still very tenacious.
In comparison, the third one is much weaker, which is a sign of aging and entering old age.
It should be the rebellious former high priest.
"Brother, I will find you."
He flicked the flame of the life lamp with his fingers. The temperature of the wick was the same as that of the human body. He took a deep look, turned and left.
Just make sure that your brother is still alive and well.
He will always find the other person.
The most important thing at the moment is to settle the old father's affairs and prepare abundant offerings to bribe the gods. For the sake of the offerings, be more tolerant to his rebellious father.
It just so happened that Xun had enough manpower to work for free.
Young man surnamed Xun: "..."
Oh, who makes him inferior in skills?
He endured it!
This lasted only half a month.
On the second day, Gongxi Qiu buried his father's ashes in the ancestral grave, and Gongxi Lai, as his adopted daughter, also put on mourning clothes. Little did he know that the customs of the Gongxi people were very different from those of the outside world. The mourning clothes were taken off before they were warmed up.
Is it necessary to stay in a house and observe filial piety?
Gong Xiqiu asked inexplicably: "What's the point of marrying a house and observing filial piety? He has so many clansmen accompanying him, and he still needs us to bother him? It's good if he didn't say that we are unlucky."
His father could really say this, so he wouldn't blame him.
Gong Xilai: "..."
Different from the simple funeral, there were all kinds of offerings to worship the gods. He put gold, silver and jewelry on them in trays, and murmured piously. Gong Xilai listened with pricked ears, and his expression became more and more embarrassing the more he listened. His adoptive father disliked his adopted brother.
unlucky……
It's not without reason.
Fortunately it was burned to ashes.
If you want to bury the whole body in the ground, why don't you get so angry that you lift up the coffin?
The brother and sister temporarily lived in the clan. Unlike the leisurely life of the two of them, Shen Tang was living in dire straits.
The cause is still praying for good and praying for good’s enemies.
Longwu County, the administrative office, Ruyao.
Qi Shan slapped a scroll in front of her. Shen Tang looked at the scroll and then at him, her heart pounding.
"What?" His tone was a little weak.
Qi Shan smiled but said: "My lord, you might as well recruit talents according to this list and give Shan a happy life all at once!"
Shen Tang muttered: "...Isn't this raising gu..."
To put it simply, this is the "Encyclopedia of Qishan's Enemies". Shen Tang opened it with trembling fingers. From the beginning to the end of the volume, there were dense handwritings of Qishan. Each character had a brief biography, and Shen Tang shuddered when he saw it.
one.
Qixu said: "...This, this is not good..."
She discovered that she was not the poisonous person.
It’s clear that praying for good is poisonous!
Is there any normal enemy among his?
The information is very detailed and everyone has their own strengths, but everyone has one common characteristic, which can be said in Shen Tang's eyes.
【Don’t come if you are not lucky!】
They are all ruthless characters!
Not everyone deceives the protagonist, but everyone has the word "expensive" written on them. Anyway, Shen Tang's family can't afford it. Her life is strong enough, but her wallet is too soft to support it.
She sneered: "...recruitment, I can't afford it..."
Qishan pinched his eyebrows.
Good guy, the lord is really tempted.
Shen Tang whispered: "Yuan Liang, you have a few friends, right? Those who are not that expensive can be win over."
Qishan: "..."
He had a premonition that he would either be plotted to death or angered to death. In order not to die so quickly, he decided to do something.
"Yes, my lord's suggestion is very good."
There are many enemies who pray for good, and there are also many friends.
However, most of them are friends with similar odors like Gu Chi. Under normal circumstances, he really doesn't want to work with them.
