Standing on Canglang Mountain, Shu Han's Qiankun Jade Pendant lit up, and he took out the particularly cute Caitou. Caitou rubbed his drowsy eyes and saw something was wrong with Shu Han's face, and asked with a worried look: "Master,
Master, what's wrong with you? Someone is bullying you again, right? Caitou go help you beat him!"
Shu Han rubbed Caitou's little head and said with a smile: "No, no one can bully the master, but the master finally got home today. Caitou, look at the mountain below, when the master was as old as you
Live here.”
"Really wow!"
Caitou was very excited when he heard this. He stretched his short neck and looked down.
"Master, master, let's go and take a look!"
Shu Han hugged her and kissed her soft cheek, and said: "Okay, Caitou, your name is Shu Yu. Since you follow the owner's surname, you are a member of my Shu family. Today I can introduce you to your ancestors."
Return to the clan and be included in the family tree."
Caitou blinked his big eyes and asked: "Master, master, what does it mean to recognize one's ancestors and return to one's clan?"
Shu Han said: "I just want to pay homage to my parents, as well as my parents' parents, and let them know our little Caitou."
Caitou listened with a bitter face, rolled up her little skirt with her little hands, and said aggrievedly: "Master, Caitou doesn't remember his parents, Caitou doesn't remember anything. Caitou doesn't have the pain of his parents." Shu Han hugged him distressedly.
She comforted, "It's okay. From now on, the master's parents will be Caitou's parents, and the master's home will be Caitou's home. Master will care for Caitou."
The dish head was tilted in Shu Han's arms and said softly: "Yeah, the master is the best."
Shu Han touched her head, and could still feel the little guy's lonely mood. This kind of mood was not like something that a spiritual fruit could have when it transformed into a spiritual form. At first, Shu Han heard Shangguan Ruolin say that the vegetable was Yushu in the Wugou Realm.
The Taiyin Fruit psychically transformed into a rabbit, but now Shu Han thinks about it, Caitou's life experience may be far from this.
The ability to cross restrictions, the innate speed of escape, the powerful lunar essence, and most importantly, Caitou's innate ability to read silver-cunei script, all show that Caitou has an extraordinary origin.
But judging from Caitou's weak and naive appearance, she probably doesn't remember her own life experience.
Shu Han thought in his heart: One day he must help Caitou figure out her life experience, and we can't let this little guy grow up in the dark.
So Shu Han went straight to Canglang Mountain with the cabbage in his arms.
Approaching Canglang Mountain, Shu Han eagerly searched for traces of Shuzhuang back then. However, Shu Han scanned the area with clear eyes and found that Canglang Mountain had changed drastically.
The original winding mountain paths have turned into flat avenues that can pass four-wheel carriages. The rare fertile fields at the bottom of the mountain valleys have also disappeared and are once again covered with lush vegetation. The scattered villages in Canglang Mountain have also become
There are pavilions and pavilions, and people come and go in an endless stream.
"In one hundred years, Canglang Mountain has changed so much! Where is the original Shuzhuang?"
Shu Han's eyes immediately locked on the location of Shuzhuang back then. As expected, the small village in his memory disappeared. In the original location of Shuzhuang, there were many tall attics, which were as prosperous as a secluded mountain villa. In this mountain villa, Shu Han
Han saw an unexpected blue brick hut.
This small house was already considered a good place in Shuzhuang back then, but now it looks so out of place among the attics.
Seeing this hut, Shu Han's heart suddenly tightened.
"That's...my home..."
Shu Han never expected that in the greatly changed Shuzhuang, the small house where he lived back then could still be preserved intact.
Looking at that hut, after a hundred years, scenes from back then clearly appeared in Shu Han's mind.
The busy backs of his parents, the smiles of his followers, the smoke from the house... looking back on the scene after scene, Shu Han felt as if it happened yesterday. Unfortunately, Shu Han knew deeply that his parents and little sisters had no spiritual roots, so how could a mortal person do it?
After a hundred years, even with the elixirs left behind to nurse him back to health, it will be difficult to live longer than a hundred years.
"Why……"
Shu Han sighed and saw everyone in Shuzhuang gathered in Shu Han's luxurious ancestral hall. There were teams of officers and soldiers guarding outside the ancestral hall.
Shu Han dodged and came to the crowd in an instant. The Spiritual Invisibility Transformation Technique was immediately activated. Shu Han stood in the crowd and quietly observed the crowd.
The man on the side muttered: "I don’t know how my ancestor is doing. I heard that my ancestor was critically ill. All the prominent people who left Shuzhuang rushed back immediately. Mr. Shu Guoan, the Minister of Rites of the Great Yan Dynasty, and the deputy supervisor of Yanbei
Lord Junshu, Wenshi and others immediately rushed back from all directions with famous doctors from all over the country, and they are all treating our ancestors inside!"
"Hi! My ancestor is already one hundred and thirty-one this year. It has been said for a long time that his life span has expired. I don't think these famous doctors can save him no matter how wonderful his rejuvenation is."
"Bah, bah, bah! It's unlucky! Who is my ancestor? He is a famous immortal cultivator in Yanbei. What's wrong with his age of 131? He's not like ordinary people like us!"
"Yes, our ancestor has single-handedly developed and expanded our Shuzhuang. Look at the dignitaries who came out of Shuzhuang, which one is not indebted to our ancestor. If you gossip here, be careful of being accused of offending the ancestral hall!"
Shu Han listened silently, already making a judgment in his heart.
He ducked through the crowd and came to a simple wooden house inside the ancestral hall.
Lying on the bed in the center of the wooden house was an old man who was about to see the sunset. Shu Han Qingling could clearly see that the old man was only at the eleventh level of Qi Refining. It was not easy for him to live to be 131 years old. But at this time, his life span was very short.
The old man is indeed dying, but even so, the old man is still full of energy, unlike the decrepit old man who has been bedridden for a long time.
A group of people, old and young, were kneeling beside the old man, all bowing their heads and crying.
"Cry! Why cry? I'm not dead yet!"
The old man sighed and said: "Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature, and I am no exception. I asked you to come back because I want to see you, the descendants of the Shu family and the Yu family, cry at the funeral!" The old man gasped, patting the bed and teaching him a lesson.
The voice is not loud, but every word is deafening to the people below.
"Let me ask you, when you come back, have you gone to pay homage to your ancestral home?"
The leader, an old man in his sixties, was wearing the official uniform of a first-class official, but he choked like a child: "Grandpa, my grandson went as soon as he brought people back. Please stop talking and lie down and recuperate."
"That's good, that's good. After I'm gone, remember to come back often to pay respects to the ancestral house. It's the root of our Shu family and Yu family. And remember, although the Shu family and the Yu family have different surnames, they will always be one family!
Do you understand?"
The old man looked at the roof, seeming to be reminiscing about the past. Suddenly, a figure slowly appeared in his sight. Seeing that person, the old man's majestic and calm face suddenly changed. Tears flowed out of his eyes, and he gasped for breath.
Angry, he stretched out his withered hands and shouted: "Brother Big Tou...Brother Big Tou...you are finally back..."
Shu Han held the old man's withered hand and comforted him: "Goudan, I'm back."