Chapter 189: Recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestry
******** is located to the east of Bianzhou Prefecture, echoing the Lingtian Palace to the west. The two forces that were supposed to live in harmony fell into a subtle relationship because of an incident that happened more than 20 years ago.
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In fact, ******** also knows that if Ling Tiangong wants to defeat ********, it is just a matter of a wave of hands. But Ling Tiangong wants to save face after all, and is not willing to take advantage of it to bully
As a family that had no power to fight back, ********* was able to survive.
But how difficult is it to survive in the cracks? The position of the backing Saint Sect behind has also been usurped, and there may be a need to settle accounts in the future. All the people in the *** are panic-stricken, fearing that one day a disaster will come. So,
The family that was so large twenty years ago has almost disappeared twenty years later. Only a few hundred people are left scattered within a radius of a hundred miles. The ******** exists in name only.
Linghu Wenqian looked at the barren farmland, which was already covered with green grass, and couldn't help but feel sad. Linghu Heng did not expect that the big family Linghu Wenqian talked about would actually be defeated like this.
Xiong Heng frowned: "This is Linghu's house? Why is it so desolate?"
Feng Leiyu was relatively well-informed. Although he wanted to help secretly, for the sake of the big plan, he still held back. He sighed: "It rises rapidly, but its demise is also sudden. There is no family in the world that can last forever. Linghu
It’s already remarkable that a family can last for thousands of years.”
When Linghu Heng heard the words, he seemed to have some insights. He stood there blankly thinking, but he couldn't catch anything and was stunned for a while.
Xiong Heng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, I also want to see your father. What kind of person can give birth to a monster like you."
Linghu Heng came back to his senses, rolled his eyes at him, but did not argue with him as usual. Since yesterday, Linghu Heng has been talking very little, so little that Xiong Heng is not used to it, and he has spent all his time talking to him.
There was an argument, but Linghu Heng always ignored him, which made Xiong Heng very hurt.
After walking for more than ten miles, everyone finally saw a village with white walls and green tiles, which was ancient and simple with a bit of vicissitudes of life. Linghu Wenqian was moved by the scene, and tears burst out of her eyes unconsciously.
Linghu Heng's mood was complicated. The moment he saw Zhuangzi, he wanted to turn around and run away. He was afraid of seeing his own people. He thought he was lonely and helpless since he was a child, but when he was told that there were still relatives alive, he didn't know how to face it.
Do you hate this emotion or accept it?
Not long after, everyone had arrived outside Zhuangzi. As he approached, Linghu Heng discovered that the white walls were mottled, revealing a hint of decay. The fallen leaves in front of the door had piled up more than a foot.
High, an old man was weakly sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom.
When everyone came to him, he realized that he was staring blankly at Linghu Wenqian in the crowd with his cloudy eyes open, and shouted out loud: "Miss, is that you?"
Linghu Wenqian's eyes were red, she nodded and said, "Uncle Fu, how do you do the work of a handyman like this? Where are the others?"
Uncle Fu was as excited as a child and shouted loudly: "Go and inform the owner of the house quickly that the lady is back!"
After shouting several times, he faintly heard someone's voice coming from the village. Uncle Fu bowed tremblingly and said: "Miss, it's good if you come back. The master of the house keeps thinking about where you have been all these years.
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Linghu Wenqian said: "I have been taking refuge. It's a long story..."
But Uncle Fu didn't seem to hear it and murmured: "It's good to come back. This is always the lady's home! Which child doesn't want to go home? No matter how far away from home, he will come back."
After talking a lot, Uncle Fu noticed that there was still someone standing behind Linghu Wenqian, and said quickly: "My ears are not good, and I can't even use my eyes very well. I have neglected our distinguished guests. I am really sorry."
Please excuse me from the village."
It turned out that what Linghu Wenqian said was all in vain. Uncle Fu was already half-deaf, so naturally he couldn't hear what he said so quietly.
Under the leadership of Uncle Fu, Linghu Heng stepped into Zhuangzi for the first time in his life, where he was supposed to grow up.
At this time, there was an old man standing alone on the steps of the main hall, staring at them blankly.
Linghu Wenqian also looked at the old man blankly, and neither of them knew what to say for a moment.
After a long time, the old man said: "You're back? It's good to be back. There's nothing left in Linghu's family, but we can still afford to support you..."
Linghu Wenqian never expected that the stubborn, stubborn and healthy father in her memories would actually have aged to this point, with white hair and wrinkles on his face. If he were left on the street, he would say
Maybe he thought he was a homeless old man.
It took Linghu Wenqian a while to utter two words: "Dad..."
Linghu Heng looked at the old man in front of him, the man he should call grandpa. He thought to himself: "This is my relative, it's better than expected..."
The head of the Linghu family also noticed the person coming and said loudly: "Aqian, these people are..." Suddenly, he found Linghu Heng standing in front of him, his heart jumped suddenly, and he thought: "Is it really him?"
Linghu Wenqian put away her tears and introduced both parties. When Xiong Hengzhi was introduced, the head of the Linghu family was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you the leader of Xiong Hengzhi?"
Xiong Heng laughed loudly and said, "If it's true, I guarantee it, my in-laws!"
The head of the Linghu family did not expect that the Linghu family, which was originally a small family, would suddenly have such a big figure. He was stunned for a moment. Linghu Wenqian came to the rescue and said: "Dad, the specific matter will come in soon."
Let’s talk about it later.”
The head of the Linghu family came back to his senses, led everyone into the main hall, and then tentatively asked: "This little brother, can you tell the old man your name?"
Linghu Wenqian put away her sadness and said with a little pride: "Dad, you would never have guessed that he is the son of my eldest brother, his surname is Linghu, and his single name is Heng!"
The suspicion in the head of the Linghu family was confirmed. In surprise, his mind became dizzy, his vision went dark, and his body fell forward involuntarily. Fortunately, Linghu Heng's quick eyesight and hands quickly caught him.
Linghu Heng didn't expect that the head of the Linghu family was so light. Such a tall man could actually be skinny and skinny. Linghu Heng's nose felt sour for some reason and he cried out: "Grandpa..."
The head of the Linghu family stabilized his body and said excitedly: "Okay, okay, good boy, let grandpa take a look at you."
After looking at it for a long time, the head of the Linghu family murmured: "It looks like, it really looks like. Alas, it's all my fault. If it hadn't been for that year..."
Linghu Wenqian interrupted: "Dad, don't blame yourself. What happened back then was not that simple!"
The head of the Linghu family frowned and said, "Are you saying that there is another hidden reason behind Xiaotian's death?"
Linghu Heng told everything he knew. The head of the Linghu family was stunned and froze on the spot. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said: "A small jade slip actually caused the death of the huge Linghu family. Haha, it's your own fault. You can't do it."
live!"
Xiong Heng interrupted: "Boy, I know you want to take revenge, but don't forget, the strength of Lingtian Palace is more than what it seems on the surface, and it is incomparable with Medicine God Valley!"
How could Linghu Heng not know the difference? It's just that as a son, if you don't avenge your father, you are in vain! Linghu Heng said lightly: "You want to say that after I help you regain the position of the sect leader, you will help me,
Right?"
Xiong Heng's intention was to be revealed by him. He chuckled once or twice and said, "You and my grandson are cousins. If I don't help you, who will I help?"
Linghu Heng ignored him and said to the head of the Linghu family: "Grandpa, where is my father's tomb? I want to pay my respects."
The head of the Linghu family looked at the heroic grandson in front of him with joy, and Lao Huai said comfortingly: "Don't be in a hurry, don't go until grandpa and you pay homage to the ancestral hall."
Linghu Heng thought to himself: "Isn't this acknowledgment of ancestors and returning to the clan?" He did not object, and silently followed the head of the Linghu family for several miles to the ancestral temple outside the village.
After a tedious process of recognizing ancestors and returning to the clan, Linghu Hengcai said, "Can you go and pay homage to my father now?"
Seeing that her father was tired, Linghu Wenqian said, "Ah Heng, I'll take you there. Your mother is also buried in the ancestral grave, so you might as well see them together."
Hearing this, Linghu Heng nodded silently and said in his heart: "Father, father, mother, once the matter here is over, my child will seek justice for you. Just watch carefully!" Thinking of this!
, he clenched his fists, murderous intent already condensed in his eyes. (To be continued)