Seeing no one responded, the middle-aged man couldn't help but look bitter. He waited for a while before continuing to shout: "Situ Qian has something to ask the ancestor, and I hope the ancestor can show up." This time, his words had just finished.
, then I heard a deep and old voice coming from the hut: "I said back then, don't bother me if there is nothing important. Since you came to me, it must be something serious. Then tell me, what happened
What's the matter that you can't solve?"
When the middle-aged man saw his ancestor's reply, he felt happy and quickly bowed and said: "Ancestor, Situ Qianben doesn't dare to disturb your Qingxiu, because my son Situ is still alive and cannot be saved unless our ancestors come forward."
After a low "Oh", the old voice asked: "What's going on?"
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but did not dare to hide anything. He immediately told the details about Situ Shang being raped.
After listening to Situ Qian's story, the people in the hut sighed and asked slowly: "Do you know how many years I have been in seclusion?" Upon hearing the question, Situ Qian quickly and respectfully replied: "Back to our ancestors, you
I have been in seclusion for eighty-three years. Over the years, I have obeyed your original instructions and never disturbed you if anything was not important. But today, it is about the lives of the descendants of our Situ family, so... So I can only ask for help, ancestor.
, I hope you won’t be weird.”
The man in the hut murmured to himself: "Eighty-three years have passed? It turns out that cultivation has no time. In the blink of an eye, it has been nearly a hundred years. Your name is Situ Qian, so who are you, Situ Nan?"
Situ Qian replied: "Situ Nan is my father. He made a mistake while practicing and became obsessed with it. He persisted for three years and then died. I was originally going to inform you, but I didn't dare to disturb you."
You practice cultivation, so I never told you."
Hearing this, the man in the hut immediately sighed and said: "It seems that now they are all the younger generations of the Situ family. Anyway, since your son is injured, bring him over quickly and I will treat him.
Good on him." Situ Qian was overjoyed when he heard this, thanked him repeatedly, and then hurried back to Situ Shang's room. Without waiting for anyone to ask, he picked Situ Shang up from the bed and ran quickly back to the front of the hut.
The man in the hut slowly spoke: "Put him on the ground in front of the door, then step back ten steps, and I will take care of the rest."
"Yes." Situ Qian immediately followed the instructions, gently placed Situ Shang on the bluestone floor, and took more than ten steps back. After that, he stared at his son unblinkingly. Suddenly
, I saw the air around Situ Shang twisting, and dust flying slightly. In a moment, Situ Shang's body seemed to have lost gravity, slowly floating upward until it was about two meters above the ground.
It was really miraculous to be suspended at a height of meters. At the same time, a cyan light appeared out of thin air without any warning, and slowly completely enveloped Situ Shang's body. Under the cyan light
Under the flow, traces of golden light gradually began to flow from Situ Shang's skin. When all the golden light threads disappeared, the cyan light also dissipated, and Situ Shang's body slowly fell on the