"You're crazy! Stop it! Do you want to offend the entire Wu family?"
The old man rushed forward and stood in front of Wu Liang, saying angrily: "You little bastard, do you know what you are doing? You have shattered the souls of the ancestors of the Wu family, and the old man cannot stop the Wu family's revenge."
Wu Liang chuckled lightly, pointed to the memorial tablet and said, "This doesn't seem to be the memorial tablet of the Wu family, right? There's nothing on it except a name."
The old man was at a loss for words, but he still argued forcefully: "You don't care whose spiritual tablet this is, it has been in this ancestral hall for thousands of years, and no one can destroy it."
In fact, the old man was also confused. Since Wu Liang's surname was Wu, he must be from the Wu family, but there was nothing on the memorial tablet except Wu Liang's name. No one in the entire Wu family knew who this person was.
However, the Wu family has an ancestral motto that no one is allowed to remove this spiritual statue at any time, otherwise it would be disrespectful, and the ancestors will take away the unfilial son until they die.
Listen, what a vicious curse. No matter whether the descendants of the Wu family know who that guy is or not, no one dares to use Wu Liang's memorial tablet to burn firewood.
"Old man, do you know what my name is?"
Wu Liang was not in a hurry to break the thing, but asked with a smile.
The old man didn't mind what Wu Liang called himself. He rolled his eyes and suddenly said in surprise: "You're not also called Wu Liang, are you?"
"You're so smart! Do you think I should get rid of this thing? Otherwise, I'll be in bad luck."
"That won't work! There are too many people with the same name. Get out quickly, the old man won't let you see it." Although the old man was surprised, he didn't think too much and tried to pull Wu Liang out.
This guy was so bold that he went to the Wu family's ancestral home to destroy other people's ancestors' memorial tablets, and he saw it. If the Wu family were here, they could chop him alive.
Wu Liang did not struggle and followed the old man out of Zhide Hall.
I looked up at the blue sky, and my mood suddenly became happy. The previous sadness and loneliness also dissipated at this moment.
"Old ghost, what's your name?" Wu Liang stretched his waist and lazily sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard and looked up at the sky, as if he had returned to a thousand years ago.
"Hong Yuangui!"
The old man didn't mind Wu Liang's rudeness at all. He took out a dark tea cake from his pocket with a smile, "Try it? Forty years of Tibetan tea."
Wu Liang waved his hands in disgust and said angrily: "Can you stop being so disgusting and hide this thing on your body?"
"Little boy, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This is a good thing. If the old man doesn't put it on his body, he will be touched tomorrow." The old man cherished a small piece of tea cake the size of a fingernail and threw it away.
After getting into the teapot, I waited expectantly to take a sip of the good tea that I had treasured until now.
Wu Liang next to him had a look of disdain on his face. The tea was indeed good, but the key question was, had this old man ever drank tea?
He had never seen anyone throw tea leaves directly into warm water to make tea. This old man was really funny, and he didn't know if he was doing it deliberately to amuse him.
The two chatted for a while. The old man poured a small cup of warm tea and took a sip. He said with a look of enjoyment: "It really leaves a lasting fragrance on your lips and teeth! It really is a good tea!"
Wu Liang almost sprayed him in the face, and said with a dark face: "What a fart, your cup was boiled water, you got the wrong teapot."
"Cough cough cough!"
No matter how thick-skinned Hong Yuangui was, his old face turned red when Wu Liang choked him. He laughed dryly and threw away the tea cup in his hand, "You are quite interesting, the old man likes upright young people like you."
"No, I don't like old men." Wu Liang also poured a cup of tea and took a sip. Although it still had the old man's rancid smell, it tasted really good.
"Boy, tell me, tell the old man, are you really a child of the Wu family? You are so young and not weak at all. Are you the seed left behind by some old ghost from the Wu family who was out looking for flowers and flowers?" The old man was full of gossip and waited expectantly.
Following Wu Liang's answer.
Wu Liang glanced at him with a half-smile, and Hong Yuangui suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
After scratching his neck, Hong Yuangui rolled his eyes and stopped asking any more questions. Instead, he chuckled and said, "Are you ready to recognize your ancestors and return to the clan this time? It's easy to handle. No matter which old immortal you are,
The old man took care of it and they didn't dare to default on it."
Wu Liang waved his hand and pushed the old man's big face away like a fly, "My surname is Wu, but I am not Wu from the Wu family in Luoyang, but Wu Liang from the Wu family in Longxi Tianshen Mountain!"
"Tian Shen Mountain?" The old man rolled his eyes, slapped his thigh and shouted: "It turns out to be from Tian Shen Mountain! Young man, you are wrong. In fact, the Wu family of Tian Shen Mountain and the Wu family of Luoyang came from the same house. The old man has made the decision. I will kill you guys immediately.
Add the branch to the family tree.”
"We have been separated for so many years! Now that the family is finally reunited, the old man is so touched. Don't worry, it will take three days at most. No, today the old man will talk to those old immortals, how can he let his family live outside and suffer hardships."
Wu Liang was stunned, this old man was really thick-skinned.
Thousands of years ago, whether the Wu family in Tianshen Mountain had the surname Wu or not was a problem. How did they become descendants of the Wu family in Luoyang?
"Um, do you know where Tianshen Mountain is?" Wu Liang was a little confused. That's not really possible, is it?
The old man's eyes started to wander again, and after a long while he coughed and said: "How could the old man not know about Tianshen Mountain? The old man went there once before. It was a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the environment was really good. In the blink of an eye, it has been fifty or sixty years.
, all my old friends have probably passed away, time is not forgiving."
Wu Liang finally understood that the old ghost about feelings was all nonsense. In the fifty or sixty years since his old friend had passed away, didn't it mean that no one in Wujia Village knew him now?
As for the beautiful mountains and rivers that are as beautiful as gold, they are all nonsense. This can be said for any mountain, unless you are unlucky and happen to encounter a barren mountain.
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, old man. I have to leave beforehand. Let's see you again later." Wu Liangcai was too lazy to recognize his ancestors. The ancestor of the Wu family in Luoyang was still the schoolboy he used to be. No matter how thick-skinned Mr. Wu is, he can't do it.
That kind of thing.
As soon as Wu Liang got up, he felt his thigh being hugged, and he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Old ghost, what are you doing?"
Hong Yuangui hugged Wu Liang's thigh tightly and said with a plaintive look on his face: "Little guy, the Wu family in Luoyang is so nice. If you are willing to recognize your ancestors and return to the clan, no one in Luoyang will dare to mess with you in the future.
What a money girl, you can have whatever you want, how about you think about it?"
Wu Liang was very happy that someone actually forced him to recognize his ancestors.
"Old ghost, you should keep this kind of good thing to yourself. I really have something to do and I don't have time to argue with you."
"Don't leave!" Hong Yuangui shouted, and before Wu Liang could speak, he said sternly: "Little guy, I think your bones are amazing and you are extremely talented. You are a good material for practicing martial arts. The old man can't bear to see such a talented person.
Ignoring everyone else, how about you learn martial arts from me?"
He said as if he was afraid that Wu Liang wouldn't believe it, he flashed his dry biceps and said with a smile: "The old man can break a mountain with one punch. It is an eternal opportunity to practice martial arts with the old man."
Wu Liang glanced at him with disdain and said jokingly: "Are you really that powerful?"
"Of course!" Hong Yuangui responded proudly. Speaking of it, he was really considered to be a top expert. There are not many innate third-level experts in the world today.
Wu Liang laughed strangely, stretched out his strong thighs, and said with a smile: "Old ghost, give me a kick. If you can block it, I will become your apprentice."
Hong Yuangui was a little dumbfounded. He looked at Wu Liang carefully for a few times, then glanced at his thighs, and began to think about it.
"This kid should have acquired high-level strength. Although he is a proud man among the younger generation, the old man is only one step away from becoming a mid-level innate powerhouse. Being kicked by him is nothing, but it is a bit embarrassing.
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Hong Yuangui touched his chin and began to think about whether he should agree or not.
As he said himself, it was a chance to meet a young leader like Wu Liang. It would be more honorable to recruit a high-level disciple.
Thinking of this, Hong Yuangui no longer hesitated. There were no outsiders here anyway, so even if someone kicked him, it would be nothing. He would just wait until this kid became his apprentice and then slowly deal with him.
"Okay, I agree! But you are not allowed to lie, otherwise the old man will come hard!"
Wu Liangjie smiled strangely and said jokingly: "Of course I'm not cheating. I'm afraid you won't have time to care about this later, old man."
Hong Yuangui was still thinking about the meaning of Wu Liang's words, but his expression suddenly changed. He felt a sharp pain in the back of his buttocks, and his whole body was kicked into the sky like a cannonball.
Looking at the old man dancing in the air, Wu Liang laughed loudly, waved his hand and shouted: "Old ghost, I'm leaving now. I'll come back to play with you when I have time."
After saying a few steps, he left the Wu Mansion, and his mood suddenly became happy. This old ghost was quite interesting.
He found it interesting, but Hong Yuangui, who fell from the air with a bang, did not find it interesting.
He rubbed his butt that almost broke into eight pieces. The old man's face was horrified. Is this a fucking dream?
I pinched myself and it didn't hurt.
The old man took a breath and said happily: "I knew I was dreaming. The old man is a third-level innate powerhouse."
Rubbing his butt subconsciously, the old man suddenly jumped up and screamed: "How come the old man's butt hurts in the dream! I encountered a ghost!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Yuangui ran tens of meters away. There must be a ghost in this Wu family ancestral hall, otherwise how could such a weird thing happen.
Poor old ghost, a congenital master is actually afraid of ghosts, and I don't know if he will have any psychological shadow in the future.