"The long world, the well-dressed century, the spring and autumn bandits, the false ancestors, the rope of their ancestors, and the cautious pursuit of the future. ”

Looking at the couplet in front of his ancestral hall with the wind, he was full of emotion for a while. This couplet was written by Suitian himself, when Suitian saw that his blessed ancestral hall was a little old, so he let people renovate and renovate the whole. The couplets in front of the door have naturally changed, familiar handwriting, familiar breath, and all kinds of past have surfaced in my heart.

"Daddy, the child has avenged your blood and revenge, and you and your mother can rest in peace in heaven. "I stepped forward with the wind, and stroked the wooden pillars that had been blown and rained all day, and some of them were cracked and carved with handwriting, and I couldn't tell the taste in my heart.

With a sigh, he pushed open the wooden door that had been sealed for a long time and walked inside. It is no different from the ancestral hall of ordinary large families, and if you cross the high threshold, you will find a large mansion. In the middle of the house, there is a bronze incense burner, I still remember the last time I came, it still contained most of the incense ashes of the furnace, but now under the wind and rain, it has dried up almost.

For some reason, the courtyard is obviously an open-air structure, and a piece of sky light shines directly on the body, but I still feel that this place is a little unusually cool.

Silent with the wind, quietly pinching his fingers, he already had a rough idea in his heart. "The yin qi here has not been dissipated in the past few years, and there are still some remnants. However, since the thousand-year-old drought in the array has been eliminated by the masters, there must not be any major problems. ”

After all these years of experience, he doesn't know how many life and death crises he has seen. is no longer the hairy boy who was startled, even the slightest breeze will frighten him. Looking up at the sky with the wind, I found that before I knew it, it was already thin, and it was approaching evening. As the day began to slant westward, a remnant sun on the horizon slanted through the window in front of the door and shone in. The dim daylight with a somewhat gloomy interior will make you feel a little hairy no matter how you look at it.

With the wind, he didn't realize it, and there was still a slight smile on his face. It was as if he was the only living person in the place.

With a "squeak", the wooden door of the ancestral hall was gently pushed open. As soon as the door opened, there was a smell of dust. In addition to the flying dust, there are cobwebs crisscrossed by golden light in the setting sun.

He waved the dust in front of his face with his hand, "It's been a long time since anyone cleaned this place, so it's normal to look like this." With emotion, he walked in. In the middle, the layers are piled up like a mountain, and it is the spirit card of the ancestors of the previous generations. Silently read the names that have long been memorized, the ancestors of the Sui family can be traced back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and there are princes named Suiguo. Later, the state of Chu fought for hegemony, and the state of Sui, together with the neighboring state of Huang, became a vassal of the state of Chu, and since then the state has perished. The direct descendants of one of the countries took the country as their surname, and it has been used ever since.

Picking up the futon on the ground with the wind, patting the dust on it, he knelt down respectfully. Slowly but firmly buckled three heads, "The ancestors of the Sui family are above, the disciples are on the wind, seven years ago, more than 80 people up and down the family made a bad mess of the Liu family's poisonous hands, until today, this blood feud has finally been avenged in the hands of the wind, and the ancestors can rest in peace in the heavens." ”

After that, the sound of three more kowtows came out.

After doing this, he stood up with the wind. Looking around, there was nothing but these spiritual positions and incense burners.

"There must be nothing I'm looking for here, it looks like it's in the forbidden room. "Sui Feng secretly said, since it was something specially left for him, and it was hidden in this ancestral hall, even if it was not as precious as the Pure Jun Divine Sword, it would never be an idle thing, and naturally it would not be so conspicuously hidden here.

Then Sui Feng remembered that when he was a child, he accidentally found a passageway, but Sui Tian stopped him, saying that the passage connected to the secret room of the Sui family. Ordinary people can't get in easily, he is still young, but he doesn't take this matter to heart. Now that I have revisited the old place, I thought about it by chance.

"Looking at the passageway, I am afraid that it leads into the belly of this mountain, and I don't know what will be in it. "After going around to the high platform where the layers of spiritual positions were stacked, I groped carefully, and finally found a very inconspicuous stone door in the corner hidden in the shadows. Seeing the stone gate, Sui Feng was even more emotional, on the one hand, he thought of the immature appearance when he was a child, babbling and pointing at the stone gate and saying that he would push it away with one hand in the future, but on the other hand, he thought of the situation with Murong Xi in the tower of the Dongda Temple in the capital of Fusang Pingcheng.

Sighing and sighing, these thoughts only flashed in his mind, "I hope there is no mechanism in this stone gate, otherwise if I accidentally fall into the trick and turn around here, wouldn't it be ashamed to go to the underworld to see the ancestors?"

After being promoted to the innate with the wind, the weight of these hundreds of catties is nothing to him anymore. Although it is his own blessed land, even he himself doesn't know what is in it, Suitian has not told him, and Wang Changming is not a descendant, and even the ancestral hall is not likely to come, let alone what is in this hidden passage.

With a wave of the long sleeves in the wind, the right palm is empty, the palm power is implicit, and the color of chaos flashes. Then there was the sound of the heavy stone door rubbing against the ground, and the stone door moved slowly, revealing a gap large enough for one person to pass through.

After waiting patiently for a while, seeing that there was no movement, he cautiously stepped into it. Suifeng holds the torch in his hand, although the firelight is not very strong, but Suifeng can still see clearly, behind the door is a smooth and wide mountain road, looking at its carving, polishing traces are afraid that it is some years ago.

Standing quietly in front of the stone gate and perceiving it, there was a faint cold wind blowing outward in the passage in front of him, and the flames on the torch in his hand were hunting.

Although the stone road in front of him was wide, he didn't know where it led, and Sui Feng felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. It seems that there is some demon at the end of this stone path, but it is not that I am afraid, but I am vaguely uneasy, and I always feel that this trip to the blessed land may not be as smooth as I imagined.

Sui Feng took a deep breath and calmed down his disordered mind, but he did not hesitate. Cautiously walked into it, and as soon as he entered it, he felt a slight chill all over his body, "The yin qi in here is really a lot bigger." ”

With the wind, he experienced it carefully and muttered to himself. Fortunately, although the yin qi here is thick, it does not carry the dead qi on the body of that kind of ghost thing, but just the yin qi flowing between heaven and earth. "Ahh......h

After walking a few steps, I saw that the originally flat stone wall was densely packed with many inscriptions, and if I looked closely, it was full of inscriptions!

"In recent days, the drought struggle in the forbidden land has become more and more intense, and the yin qi around the blessed land has become more and more intense. The disciple is bold, and in view of the law of public opinion, the power of the pure Jun sword is not as good as before, and such a fierce fetus is afraid that it will be born soon. It has been more than 200 years since I found this murder with my ancestors, and the murder is located in the suburbs of Yangzhou. The disciple is not talented, and he is willing to fight this demon with his own strength, even if he is not defeated and dies, he will die with him. Here to keep the world safe, if there are disciples who stray into this place in the future, they must retreat quickly, otherwise there will be a big disaster, remember to remember!"

The payment is the fourth year of Datang Tianbao, the thirty-seventh generation of the head of the family, and the pen is unique with the sky.

These handwriting was engraved with a sword in Suitian, and Suitian at that time had already entered the innate for a long time, and his skills were shocking. The handwriting is more than three inches deep, and even after several years, it is still legible.

Suifeng's mind went blank, and he read these words three times from beginning to end before he came back to his senses. "How is this possible? Didn't Uncle Changming tell me back then that my father had fallen for the tricks of the Liu family, and he mistakenly raised the Chunjun Sword and broke the formation, thus releasing a thousand-year-old drought before he would incur a fall?

But how can this inconsistency be explained? Could it be that the Liu family did not carry out that trick at all? But this still cannot be explained, Murong Zhenlong himself had already admitted that day that he was ashamed of his family and was willing to die. Looking at his expression, it doesn't look like it's fake, if this matter has nothing to do with the Liu family, how could he react like this?

The more I think about it, the more disordered it becomes, and the more I can't figure it out. "In any case, these words were left by my father, and there is nothing wrong with this. Since it was left by Daddy, it is not difficult to see from this that Daddy must know the effectiveness of the Chunjun Sword. Then it is impossible to mistakenly raise the Chunjun Sword as Uncle Changming said. Since the Liu family has indeed carried out a conspiracy, and my father has indeed fallen, there must be something else. Sui Feng calmed himself down, and thought carefully from beginning to end.

After thinking for a moment, he knew that there would be no new results, so he continued to walk forward with the wind.

Now there is naturally no more drought fish or anything like that, and the previous drought has long been eliminated by the masters. They were only there to see what was inside, and what they had left for themselves.

Except for the handwriting found by Suitian at the door just now, there is no other trace. The aisle was very long, and I walked dozens of feet with the wind before I reached the end. Behind this stone passage is a dark room, which is built very large, and its length and width are more than a foot long. Sui Feng didn't directly rush inward, but quietly held his breath at the door and sensed it, although it was certain that the thousand-year-old drought had long since disappeared, but at this moment in such a dark place, Sui Feng's heart was still a little hairy.

After waiting for a moment, there was no sound other than the whirring sound of air circulation. Sui Feng then walked in cautiously with a torch.

"Ah, there's a white skeleton here!" exclaimed with the wind,

The torch barely illuminated a small stone wall in front of him, but on the ground in this small area in front of him, there was a faint white skeleton! Seeing that his heart trembled fiercely, he unconsciously took a few steps back.

After all these years, the dead have long since become corrupted, and only that white bone can remain. But who is this person? But Weishenme will die here, and what about the inscription left at the entrance?

It's also confusing with the wind.