This world is quite strange. These are also human beings. Qin Xuan is sleeping peacefully at home. On the other side, Sun Wuchen just came home, but his father almost broke his leg.
"You stinky boy, stop for me!"
"You think I'm stupid!" How dare Sun Wuchen stop: "If you have the ability, put down the stick first!"
"Baby monkey, forget it if you don't study hard. How dare you talk back to me!"
"Depend on!"
Sun Wuchen narrowly dodged the blow, but a century-old house next to him suddenly collapsed: "Are you serious!"
"nonsense!"
This is a burly middle-aged man. He is wearing a snow-white sleeveless shirt, a pair of majestic flip-flops at his feet, and a thick and long iron rod in his hand. His skills and movements in chasing Sun Wuchen are as agile as his size.
Inverse ratio!
"Haha~~~ It's so noisy. You can't sleep at night, why are you setting off firecrackers?"
At this moment, a cute loli, 12 or 13 years old, wearing cool pajamas, walked out of a room with a monkey doll in her arms. She rubbed her eyes and looked sleepily at the yard: "Wow! This is going to be demolished.
House!”
"Forehead..."
The middle-aged man also noticed the girl, and the expression on his face instantly changed 360 degrees. The friendly and crooked smile was completely different from the other girl: "Xiao Xiao was woken up. I'm sorry, dad forgot."
Yes, forgive me, dad."
"A little help!!"
"You bastard!" The middle-aged man said, "Shut up!"
"Brother, what did you do wrong?" Sun Xiaoxiao, whose nickname is 'Xiao Xiao', so she is also called Sun Xiaoxiao. Sun Xiaoxiao was no longer surprised by her father beating her brother, so she turned around and prepared to enter the house.
, continued to sleep: "Dad, please take it easy, just break one leg. If you exercise vigorously at night, you will suffer from insomnia."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I have something to say!" Sun Wuchen shouted quickly: "I have something very important to tell grandpa!"
"Um?"
The middle-aged man looked at Sun Wuchen, who was holding the white stick with his bare hands, and stopped. Sun Xiaoxiao also curiously poked his head out of the room: "Tell Grandpa?"
This is a Taoist temple built deep in the old house of the Sun family. This is the ancestral hall of the Sun family, and it is also the place where Grandpa Sun Wuchen's beauty is. Sun Wuchen's father took him and his sister away late at night because of a word.
come over.
Pushing the door open, white smoke floats in the Taoist temple. Facing the door are the memorial tablets of the ancestors. They are twenty meters long from left to right, and the wooden frames are stacked on top of each other, reaching an extremely high height.
At a glance, there are at least several thousand tablets here. This also shows how long the history of the Sun family is. This is an ancient family with a rich heritage.
In front of the memorial tablet, there was a white-haired old man in Taoist robes who was meditating on a futon. When he saw someone coming in, the old man slowly opened his eyes and said, "Baby monkey, if you don't sleep at night, what are you doing to me?"
"Talking about you," the middle-aged man patted Sun Wuchen on the back: "The old man is asking a question."
"I'm talking about you!!"
The old man's gaze flickered, making the middle-aged man tremble with fear: "Ah, what, me, me?"
"Who else besides you?!"
"Dad..."
"Shut up and squat aside," the old man snorted coldly: "You know how to bully my dear grandson all day long. If you weren't old, I would have broken your legs!"
Middle-aged man: "..."
"puff!"
Although it was not the first time they met, Sun Wuchen and Sun Xiaoxiao still found it funny. It was hard for a middle-aged man to be embarrassed in front of his children!
"grandfather."
"Oh, you are such a good boy."
The old man looked at Sun Xiaoxiao who threw himself into his arms. His expression was so kind and kind, and his amiable look was like a different person. I have to say that the Sun family's ability to change people's expressions is hereditary.
.
"grandfather."
"Well," Mr. Sun nodded, and then asked kindly: "Wuchen, you said there is something important, what is it?"
"I met someone today at Baiquan Academy."
Sun Wuchen told Mr. Sun exactly what happened today. Compared to Sun Xiaoxiao, who didn't quite understand what it meant, the expressions on his father's and Mr. Sun's faces were extremely exciting, from the frown at the beginning to the surprise.
, then excitement, and in the end only that smile was left.
Mr. Sun seemed to have thought of something: "Is the big drama prepared by Qin Shouan finally about to begin?"
"Grandpa," Sun Wuchen asked in confusion, "What do you mean by this, and who is Qin Shouan..."
"Young people of your generation don't know Qin Shouan," Mr. Sun asked, "Then have you ever heard of Qin Daoxue?"
"Of course I've heard of it!"
Who doesn’t know Qin Daoxue? He is a national hero who paints demons and is also the father of Qin Moshan, the founder of Baiquan College. The name of the Qin family is very familiar to anyone who studies!
"Qin Shouan is the descendant of Qin Daoxue," Mr. Sun said, "and the Qin Xuan you just mentioned, if I guessed correctly, he should be Qin Shouan's grandson."
"I know about this," Mr. Sun said to Sun Wuchen, "You and Xiaoxiao, go and rest first."
"oh."
"Good night, grandpa." Sun Xiaoxiao hugged the doll and walked out, while Sun Wuchen quietly closed the door.
After the brother and sister left, Sun Wuchen's father, Sun Wenming, took out a golden stick and tossed it casually, and the stick drew a golden halo in the room.
"father."
"I know." Mr. Sun seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed, but in fact, he was thinking about the news brought back by Sun Wuchen.
Sun Wenming hesitated and asked, "What should we do?"
"What do you want to say?"
"Dad, isn't this obvious enough?" Sun Wenming said, "Qin Shouan has made it clear that he doesn't believe us!"
"well..."
Seeing Mr. Sun sigh, Sun Wenming continued: "Qin Shouan has a grandson. This is different from what you planned before. Where is Qin Qixian? He has been missing for more than twenty years inexplicably. Now he
Instead of coming back, he asked his son to run away to Baiquan Academy, and..."
"And he seems," Sun Wenming said, recalling Sun Wuchen's words, "as if he doesn't know anything."
"Don't know?" Mr. Sun opened his eyes slightly and asked, "What do you know about Wen Ming?"
"I..."
Well, Sun Wenming himself didn't know much about it. He had only vaguely heard about that incident and the rumor.
"Rumors, what kind of intentions does An De have? He has persecuted my Sun family for thousands of years, and he is still uneasy." Mr. Sun shook his head and said, "Those guys who went to the capital, they are afraid."
"That means, is it true?" Sun Wenming asked curiously: "Dad, what they said is true. Did you really..."
"Shh~~~"
Mr. Sun motioned to Sun Wenming to whisper, and with a wave of the whisk in his hand, another barrier was laid out, and this barrier was extraordinary. It could easily deceive even the secrets of heaven, even if someone came back through time and space, or even
Searching the entire past and the subsequent conversation between father and son, there is no way to start.
"I'm just too excited."
Sun Wenming calmed down, and then at Old Man Sun's signal, he sat on a futon.
"Those rumors are not all true," Mr. Sun said, "but they are not entirely wrong either."
"I'm old, and the Sun family will have to rely on you and Wuchen," Mr. Sun said, "I will definitely tell you some things."
"father..."
"I didn't tell you before because I was afraid of hurting you. Now that the time has come, there is no use hiding it anymore." Mr. Sun murmured: "That was, forty years ago, with a group of demon masters at that time.
A private gathering led by Taishan Beidou."
"Many people came to that gathering, including all the masters of the first generation and some of the heads of my twenty-four sects."
"I was lucky enough to receive the invitation." Mr. Sun said, "I also felt strange at the time why such a grand gathering would be held in such a remote place. This question was raised when I met the organizer of the party.
At that time, I understood.”
Sun Wenming: "How do you say this?"
"The initiator of the party is exactly what I said before," Sun Wenming said: "Qin Shouan."
"Since Qin Daoxue left the old Qin family, established his own family, and founded the new Qin family, his bloodline, Qin Moshan, Qin Wuya, and three generations have left a strong mark on the history of painting demon masters," Sun Wen
Ming: "When I was young, I studied under Qin Moshan with the old man from the Qiu family. He was older than me and was considered a senior, but his level was not up to par, so basically I spoke and he listened."
"Really or not?!" Sun Wenming said: "Old man Qiu, is he the old man Qiu of the Qiu family? Dad, when you were young, could you still teach him?!"
"Tsk!"
Mr. Sun said dissatisfiedly: "I have already said that I am still young. Who knew that old guy would progress so fast? Among the fellow apprentices who were under Qin Moshan's sect, he was the one who had gone the furthest!"
"What I mean is that my relationship with Old Man Qiu has always been good, so he also passed the message to me at that party." Mr. Sun said: "At the party, Old Man Qiu and I got very close, and we also asked
He had a lot of things, so at that time, the old guys who had worked under Qin Wuya got together."
Mr. Sun thought about the situation at that time. There were really many people who came to the party, but even with his qualifications, not everyone knew him. On the contrary, there were many guests inside, and Mr. Sun had never heard of them. Not only him
, even Mr. Qiu said that he never knew that the Qin family had such connections.
"After Qin Wuya died, he donated all his property, while his son Qin Shouan lived in obscurity," Mr. Sun said, "What I didn't expect was that he was the most outstanding among the five generations of the Qin family.