Gu Qing's words made the middle-aged man suddenly realize, and a hint of excitement flashed on his face: "Thank you for your kindness in helping Zhang Runde cast spells!"
"Zhen'er! Why don't you thank this lord on my father's behalf?"
"ah!"
"Thank you for your kindness in healing my father." After hearing his father's reminder, the young man Zhang Zhen bowed his hands and said solemnly.
"I have a good relationship with your ancestors of the Zhang family, so there is no need to say thank you!" Gu Qing said with a hint of memory as he looked at the four big characters on the plaque.
Hearing Gu Qing's words, the father and son looked a little confused. They saw that Gu Qing was only about twenty-four or five years old. How could he not be related to the word "ancestor"!
Although they were doubtful, neither father nor son spoke, but there was just a trace of doubt in their hearts.
"I remember that your Zhang family had a kind of wine called Thyme. I wonder if it is still available now?" Gu Qing asked after recovering from his wandering thoughts.
This memory naturally comes from the demon cultivator. What he did today can be regarded as repaying a favor to the demon cultivator and making him less resentful.
This sentence immediately shocked Zhang Runde, and he looked at Gu Qing with eyes full of disbelief!
"Dad! Why didn't I know that our inn has wine like Thyme?" After listening to Gu Qing's words, the young man Zhang Zhen asked doubtfully.
"My lord, are you a descendant of Gu Qing's ancestor?" Trembling words came out of Zhang Derun's mouth.
Looking at Zhang Derun's shocked expression, Gu Qing knew that his words must have revealed something, otherwise this natural descendant would never have shown such a shocked expression!
Shaking his head, Gu Qing had a wry smile on his face and did not answer, but just walked towards the inn first.
Watching Gu Qing enter the inn, the father and son looked at each other, and then followed Gu Qing's footsteps.
Entering the inn, looking at the furnishings in the inn, a shock came to Gu Qing's mind. They were exactly the same, completely the same! Nine hundred years have passed, and everything in this inn is still the same as it was nine hundred years ago.
change!
Walking up the stairs to the third floor, Gu Qing followed his vague memory and came to the window and stopped. He looked at the unusually bright sandalwood tables and chairs in front of him. Although they looked a little dilapidated, they were spotless!
A tablet on the table fell into Gu Qing's eyes.
"Benefactor Gu Qing, Zhang Tianli is here!"
The eight big characters made Gu Qing's eyes flash with shock. Looking at the tablets on the table, he was speechless for a long time!
Zhang Derun, who was following behind, saw such a scene, and the look of horror in his eyes became even more intense, and he became even more confident in his suspicion that this person was a descendant of Gu Qing's ancestor!
Zhang Derun took a few steps forward, stood next to Gu Qing and said: "Nine hundred years ago, our ancestor Zhang Tiansheng learned that his benefactor Gu Qing had died on the top of the cloudy cliff in the Holy Land. He was deeply hurt and distraught. Our ancestors never believed it.
If my benefactor really passed away, even before he died, he would tell his descendants that as long as the descendants of the Zhang family live for one day, this Guqing Inn must continue to open. Everything in the store must not be changed. Waiting for the return of benefactor Gu Qing! It's my turn.
This generation is already the eleventh!”
Listening to Zhang Derun's words, Gu Qing closed his eyes slightly, and the figure of the original shopkeeper emerged in his mind. He did not expect that he was just a shopkeeper who he saved nine hundred years ago, and his persistence and perseverance would be continued in future generations.
Nine hundred years of time!
"As the sea moves across the sea, things change and people change! Zhang Tiansheng! I didn't expect that Gu Qing's small move at the beginning would make you persist to this point!" Low and sad words murmured from Gu Qing's mouth.
The Gu Qing he spoke of at this time naturally did not refer to himself, but to the former demon cultivator.
At this moment, a glimmer of enlightenment flashed through his heart. It also strengthened his determination to resolve all the resentment of the demon cultivator. Because he knew that only in this way could he resolve his fate of losing his body.
"boom!"
There was an unusual sound, and Zhang Derun's eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and he fell to the ground. His trembling arms pointed at Gu Qing, and he was trembling and speechless. An unbelievable look filled his entire face.
"Dad! What's wrong with you?" Zhang Zhen asked anxiously, looking at his father's trembling appearance.
Looking at Gu Qing's ordinary appearance, Zhang Derun ignored his son's anxiety and just kept mumbling: "Impossible! You can't be Gu Qing Engong. Nine generations of the Zhang family's ancestors didn't believe that Gu Qing Engong was still alive. Only the ancestor Zhang
You are born with determination! This is absolutely impossible. Who are you? Why do you know the name of your ancestor Zhang Tiansheng? How do you know that my Zhang family has thyme? What is your purpose!"
Listening to his father's words, the young Zhang Zhen was also stunned. As far back as he could remember, he had heard the legend of Gu Qing from his grandfather and father. He saved his ancestor Zhang Tiansheng and then left the four characters on the plaque floating away.
, until Gu Qing became famous in the Holy Realm, and cultivated all the way to the realm of pregnancy, defeating all the young masters of that generation.
Whenever he heard this story, young Zhang Zhen already regarded Gu Qing as his idol in his heart.
Suddenly hearing his father's words, the young Zhang Zhen also looked dull. He couldn't believe that the legendary figure would really appear in front of his father and son!
Looking at the father and son, one crazy and the other dull, Gu Qing's eyes showed an unbearable look, it was time to give an explanation to the Zhang family!
A trace of spiritual energy appeared on Gu Qing's fingertips, and they saw the fingertips moving through the void. The two big characters "Gu Qing" appeared in the eyes of the father and son. These two big characters were exactly the same as the big characters on the inn's plaque!
Looking at these two big characters in the void, Zhang Derun's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. Zhang Derun had been looking at these two big characters for decades. Even if someone imitated them, they would never be able to surpass him!
"thump!"
There was an unusual sound, and Zhang Derun suddenly fell to his knees on the ground. His voice sounded extremely excited: "Zhang Derun, the descendant of the next generation, pays homage to ancestor Gu Qing!"
"Dad! What are you doing?"
"Sir, why don't you kneel down and pay homage to Ancestor Gu Qing!" An angry shout came from Zhang Derun's mouth.
Zhang Derun's words stunned the young man Zhang Zhen, and he looked at Gu Qing with an expression of disbelief!
Looking at his son's stunned look, Zhang Derun slapped Zhang Zhen on the back of the head and said angrily: "What are you looking at? Why don't you kneel down!"
As Zhang Derun finished speaking, Zhang Zhen finally turned around and knelt on the ground with his father.
"Meet Mr. Gu Qing." Looking at Gu Qing's young face, Zhang Zhen opened his mouth and couldn't say the word "ancestor"!
"You bastard!" An angry word came out of Zhang Derun's mouth, and he was about to slap the slap on his hand again.
"Okay! Don't force him!" Looking at the expressions of the father and son, Gu Qing said with a bitter smile.
"Get up and tell me what happened to your family over the past nine hundred years."
As Gu Qing finished speaking, the father and son hurriedly stood up, only to hear Zhang Derun tell Zhang Zhen: "Go and bring the two jars of wine from under dad's bed, as well as the brocade box in the wooden cabinet."
After hearing his father's instructions, Zhang Zhen hurriedly left to take care of the matters assigned by his father.
At this time, Zhang Derun and Gu Qing were the only two people left on the third floor of the inn. Looking at Gu Qing's unfamiliar face, if it weren't for the two big characters that Gu Qing took the initiative to write, Zhang Derun would not have believed that the young man in front of him was
Ancestor Gu Qing!
"Stop standing, sit down too." A sigh sounded from Gu Qing's mouth.
"The ancestors of Gu Qing are here, and the descendants will not dare to perform overstepping rituals!" Zhang Derun said with a solemn expression.
Looking at Zhang Derun's face in front of him, there was still a vague outline of his ancestor Zhang Tiansheng. Even his personality was similar. Gu Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly, not trying to force it.
"Dad! The things are here!"
Zhang Zhen was seen holding two wine jars in his left hand and a somewhat yellowed brocade box in his right hand, panting.
Taking the wine jar and brocade box from Zhang Zhen's hand, Zhang Derun bowed forward and said to Gu Qing: "Before his death, our ancestor Zhang Tiansheng said that the Zhang family's thyme made my benefactor the most happy, and this wine can only be tasted by my benefactor in the world."
, others are no longer qualified, so in accordance with the instructions of our ancestors, no one from the descendants of the Zhang family will brew this thyme. There are only these two jars in the world, left for the benefactor to return and taste."
"I wonder why I've never heard of thyme wine at home!" Zhang Zhen muttered.
Hearing Zhang Zhen's words, Zhang Derun, as a father, glared at him fiercely, and then solemnly placed the wine jar in front of Gu Qing.
Looking at the ancient-looking wine jar in front of him, Gu Qing showed a wry smile and helplessness. He never expected that Zhang Tiansheng, nine hundred years ago, would value himself so much!
A soft sigh sounded from Gu Qing's mouth.
"boom!"
Gu Qing opened the mud seal with his palms, and an intoxicating aroma of wine wafted out. The aroma was unusually strong and not pungent. Looking at the green and crystal clear viscous wine in the wine jar, a touch of emotion appeared in Gu Qing's heart.
"Come! You two also sit down and taste this thyme with me."
"Okay!" A cheer sounded from Zhang Zhen's mouth. Although Zhang Zhen was not very old, he had grown up in this inn since he was sensible. He naturally knew the quality of wine. Smelling the aroma of the wine, Zhang Zhen
I know that this thyme is definitely a rare wine in the world.
"presumptuous!"
"Ancestor Gu Qing is here, how dare you, a scoundrel, be so rude."
Although Zhang Derun was also very greedy for the wine in the jar, but thinking that the person in front of him was the benefactor of the Zhang family, he must not make any mistakes, so he inadvertently scolded Zhang Zhen.
Looking at Zhang Derun's serious expression and the young man's eager face, Gu Qing's face darkened and he said: "Since you call me ancestor, you will listen to me. Come, you and your son will sit down."
Seeing Gu Qing's unhappy expression, Zhang Derun was startled, then glared at his son fiercely, and then carefully sat down opposite Gu Qing.
"You damn son, you still haven't poured wine for Ancestor Gu Qing!"
Pouting his lips, Zhang Zhen picked up the wine jar and filled the glasses for Gu Qing and his father, and then looked at the liquid in the wine jar with greedy eyes.
"Ancestor Gu Qing, this is what our ancestors left for you. It is for our descendants. If one day you come back here again, you must personally hand this thing into your hands." Zhang Derun held the yellowed brocade box in his hand.
Pushing him in front of Gu Qing, he said solemnly.