Chapter 162 - Bow your head
Everyone looked at the figure standing proudly, like the thunder god, and they didn't dare to say much.
He Yuanming sighed deeply, he turned his head to look at An Guotian, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that the old man has more than enough heart and is not enough, and he can't help An Jia this time." ”
He was not annoyed and angry because he was broken for a while, and the bit of injustice and fighting in his heart dissipated invisibly when Mu Yang gathered in his palm and triggered the thunder.
He Yuanming sighed deeply, he couldn't understand how could such a peerless demon appear in Huaxia.
An Guotian's face turned even pale, he looked at the figure in front of the door of the mourning hall, and took a deep breath.
"Thank you He, it's enough!"
He smiled bitterly, and understood He Yuanming's moderation very well.
He Lao Tianjun did not have a deep hatred with this master of Mu, although the An family and He Lao were quite kind, but He Lao can come today, it is already an inheritance of great affection.
If this Master Mu is not strong enough, maybe An Guotian may not have such thoughts. However, he has already seen the ability of this master of herd, not to mention the strength of the sky, but in the current world, there are very few people who can compare.
Most importantly, this pastor ...... He is too young, and his future must be limitless.
Just as He Lao Tianjun said, if there are another ten years, who can guarantee the extent of this Master Mu's strength? Not to say that he is invincible in the world, but in China, he is definitely a peerless talent who will shake the whole country with a stomp of his feet.
Even the existence that the Longyuan Group may not be willing to offend!
Will He Lao offend such a future Chinese giant for the An family?
Or does he have such confidence to settle down and not be afraid of the revenge of a future Chinese giant?
The An family did not, although An Guotian was very unwilling, but he was able to come to this position today, and he knew a very clear truth.
They settle down, they don't have this background and strength, let alone the whole guts!
Even though the strength of the An family is already very strong now, in the face of this master Mu, he still does not dare to make a mortal enmity with him.
He Yuanming looked at Mu Yang, bowed with both hands, and said, "Master Mu really deserves his reputation, he has such a god-defying cultivation at such a young age, the old man is really old!"
He sighed slowly, but this sentence came from the heart.
Mu Yang stood between heaven and earth, smiled lightly, and did not deny.
"If you have time, Master Mu can come to the old man's place and discuss with the old man, you are very welcome, today, I will leave! He Yuanming smiled freely, he nodded slightly at Mu Yang, then turned around and left.
He came to settle down to the ancestral house to help retreat the enemy, and now, the other party is no longer something he can easily repel easily, what is he staying here for?
It's not easy to talk about taking humiliation on himself, but he is a generation of Daoist realm Heavenly Monarch after all, and it is not good to spread it if he loses face.
He Yuanming left very decisively, leaving with the incomparably beautiful apprentice who had already been shocked.
After He Yuanming left, there was a dead silence in the entire An family's ancestral house.
No one spoke, including An Guotian, who fell into a deathly silence.
There was a silence for five or six minutes, and An Guotian said in a low voice, "An Hui wants to worship her father, this is human nature, no matter what, I am also An Hui's grandfather, how can I make a decision that makes my granddaughter unable to fulfill her filial piety." ”
As soon as these words came out, many people's faces changed.
This is an indirect recognition of An Hui's identity! Even when the Tibetan warrior monk was promoted to the Great Grandmaster, Old Lady An didn't say this, why did Old Lady An make such an abnormal move today?
Is it just because of this Master Mu of the Innate Realm?
An Guotian's eyes were slightly red, and he slowly lowered his head.
Of course, it's not just because of Mu Yang, although Mu Yang is very strong, as long as he doesn't stop An Hui from worshipping, he doesn't need to do this.
He is guilty, and why he is guilty, I am afraid that only fathers will understand.
Wei Guojun sighed deeply, looked at the old brother beside him and shook his head slightly, he quietly took the two people around him to leave the old mansion.
Next, it's the matter of the An family, and he can't participate in anything anymore.
After An Guotian said this, Mu Yang was still silent, shook his head slightly, and stayed in front of the mourning hall.
An Guotian lowered his head, and his old body seemed to be a little older.
The old man loses his son, and the white-haired person sends the black-haired person.
It is difficult for anyone to think that after An Zaiqian's death, this old lady An, who can be called the business boss in the south, is in pain.
In the past, Zang Qingyan and An Zaiqian were the two mandarin ducks, and he An Guotian can be said to have been single-handedly separated.
He originally thought that sixteen years later, An Zaiqian had long forgotten Zang Qingyan.
But it wasn't until the fact that An Zaiqian was dying for Qingyan came that the old man was directly sad and vomited blood, and he completely understood.
Where is this forgetting, his most distressed son, who has to do this kind of thing.
did not hesitate to die for Zang Qingyan, was the decision he made at the beginning so wrong?
Until today, An Guotian finally bowed his head, perhaps because of the grief of losing his son in old age, perhaps because of remorse, or perhaps because of Muyang's arrogance, which made him understand a truth.
He is a good country, and he can't be satisfied with everything.
Fifteen years ago, he wanted to borrow the Wu family to make the An family go further, but in the end, this was the result.
Now, someone has broken into his ancestral home so strongly, what can he do?
"Let's go, all of you!" the old man waved weakly.
"Dad!"
A few middle-aged people's faces changed slightly, but they found that the old man didn't pay attention to them at all, his complexion changed several times, and he retreated unwillingly.
When everyone left, the old man looked up to the sky to face the drizzle, and the old tears were all over the place.
Mu Yang looked at the old man with complicated feelings quietly, without sympathy or relief, just looked at it quietly.
People will always do wrong things, and many times, once they are wrong, they cannot be undone.
In his previous life, like him, he also regretted offending Zhang Ziling of the Zhang family, but he had already offended, what could he do?
It's just that in his previous life, he bore the consequences, so after accidentally entering the immortal realm, he was cautious and cautious, and walked step by step to the highest realm of the immortal realm.
"I ...... Can you see An Hui?" An Guotian put away his thoughts and looked at Mu Yang quietly.
After a lot of experience, now, this old man from the south finally lowered his proud head.
An Hui, a child with his An family's bloodline, is only the second time he has seen him in this life.
For the first time, An Hui was still in infancy, which was ridiculous.
An Guotian didn't ask for An Hui's forgiveness, he just felt that he should take a look.
Even now, although he recognizes An Hui in his heart, he still won't write An Hui into the An family tree.
It's not that he doesn't repent, it's that he can't do it.
Once he did this, what he offended was that it was for the Wu family, one of the five major families in Kyoto, and he was slapping the Wu family in the face, which would bring catastrophe to the An family.
An Guotian would not do such a thing for his own selfishness, because he was burdened with the entire An family behind him.
"This needs to depend on An Hui's opinion!"
Mu Yang said lightly, he would not participate in it.
Today he came, just to let An Hui worship An Zaiqian.
Now, he's done it.
As for how An Hui views An Jia and An Guotian, that is An Hui's own business.
An Guotian took a deep breath and nodded.
He looked at Mu Yang and sighed in his heart, with this Mu Master, even if he lost his parents and Putuo Temple, An Hui would definitely be safe and carefree.
In fact, An Guotian did not resent Mu Yang, but had a trace of gratitude.
Because of the Wu family, even if An Guotian figured out some things and felt guilty, he still couldn't help An Hui, and he couldn't even comfort him.
But Mu Yang can do things that he doesn't dare to do and can't do.
The old man quietly looked at the closed door of the mourning hall, and walked to the side to wipe the steps stained with rain, as if at this moment, he was not An Guotian, nor the head of the An family, but just an old man who had just lost his beloved son and was heartbroken.
He looked up at the sky, the drizzle had stopped at some point, and in the sky, the gray clouds had disappeared, and the sunlight poured down on the ancestral house of the An family, as if it had been covered with a layer of brilliance.
The old man sighed softly and sat like this, without saying a word.