Those teenagers are the first time to see such a beautiful girl, and Takagi has never seen such a good-looking girl.

Someone immediately asked.

"You're outsiders too?"

Du Xiaoqing's eyes widened, and he aired.

"What's wrong with the outsiders? The outsiders have eaten your family and used your money?"

Originally, the group of teenagers were very hostile to outsiders, but when they saw such a beautiful girl and that terrible young man in white with great strength, they suddenly didn't know what to do.

These teenagers were ordinary people, not martial cultivators, so although Xue Jian was angry, he didn't make a heavy move.

He got up and stared at the group of people, and said coldly.

"Why did you hit him?"

His words seemed to have a magic that made people dare not answer, and the legs of the teenagers trembled in fear, and someone immediately replied.

"He is from the Xue family, and he came from other places, and it is because of them that there will be a curse in Takagi City, and many people ...... Many people died, and my sixth uncle was killed by them. ”

Xue Jian could see that the young man who spoke was not lying, and there was deep hatred in the eyes of the others.

When I entered the city just now, the indifferent gazes of those passers-by also said it all.

It's just that how could the Xue family bring a curse, this matter is too weird.

Xue Jian's gaze fell on Xue Chen, only to see him smile bitterly and say softly.

"It's a long story, big brother, you better hurry back to the family with me, otherwise when these people's parents find it, it will be troublesome. ”

Xue Jian nodded, called Du Xiaoqing, helped Xue Chen, who was full of injuries, back to the carriage and drove forward.

The cities of the Southern Ming Empire did not develop with families as forces, but there were many gangs and sects.

There is only one big family force in Takagi City, the Xue family.

When they first arrived, the city's residents welcomed them.

After all, the Xue family is very wealthy, which drives the economic development of the city.

The Xue family bought a large mansion in the middle of the city, and more than a hundred clansmen lived there.

Later, for some reason, some people in the Xue family began to die for no reason.

Or he died violently while eating, or he suffocated in his sleep, or he suddenly fell to the ground and turned into a pool of blood while walking on the street.

One after another, the Xue family died, almost every seven days, and slowly, this incident shrouded the Xue family in a kind of panic.

After the news spread, the locals of Takagi City all stayed away from the Xue family, believing that it was a curse of the witch god and was punishing and expelling them.

Later, the bizarre and strange deaths not only happened in the Xue family, but also in the entire Takagi City, where many locals died for no reason.

They all decided that it was a curse, and because the Xue family was unwilling to leave Takagi City, the witch god began to punish the others.

On the carriage, Xue Chen told these things, and after Xue Jian and Du Xiaoqing heard it, they immediately thought of the Five Poisons Sect.

It's not that the people are ignorant or superstitious, but that there really is a curse, but it can't be a curse of the witch god.

Except for the Five Poisons Sect, Xue Jian couldn't imagine that anyone would curse the Xue family.

The carriage stopped in front of a high-gate mansion with a plaque of the Xue family hanging on the door, and the gate was closed at the moment, and there was no one in front of the door.

Xue Jian helped Xue Chen get out of the car together, walked to the door, and knocked on the deadbolt.

Soon, there was a sound coming from inside the door, but the door did not open.

"Who?"

"Uncle Sun, it's me, Xue Chen. ”

Xue Chen hurriedly replied.

With a squeak, the door was slowly opened, and an old man with a sixtieth birthday stood at the door.

He couldn't help but exclaim when he saw Xue Chen's blue nose and swollen face.

"What's wrong with you, how did you get hurt like this?"

Xue Chen shook his head with a smile and turned sideways, making Xue Jian appear in the old man's sight.

"Uncle Sun, can you see who is here?"

The old man looked at Xue Jian carefully, his cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and he was shocked.

"Are you...... The eldest son?"

Xue Jian nodded with a smile and replied.

"Uncle Sun, I haven't seen you for a long time, your old body is still so tough. ”

The old man almost couldn't believe it, and said in a trembling voice.

"It's really the eldest prince, it's really ...... Great......"

Xue Jian stepped forward and grabbed his old and calloused hands, and walked into Xue's house together.

In his memory, this housekeeper named Uncle Sun almost watched him grow up, and he was very close to him since he was a child.

After the old man confirmed Xue Jian's identity, the old man almost shed tears.

Before he could reach the lobby, he opened his mouth and shouted.

"Master of the house, come out and take a look, the eldest prince is here, and the eldest prince has come to see us. ”

This shout was heard by all the Xue family members in the front yard and rushed over one after another.

When they saw the young man in white holding Uncle Sun's hands, none of them dared to believe it.

Once the eldest son of the Xue family, a weak scholar who was called a waste by many people in Nanfu City, actually crossed thousands of miles across the ocean and came to Gaomu City of the Southern Ming Empire.

In the lobby, a middle-aged man with gray temples walked out quickly, standing at the door of the lobby, and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that familiar but somewhat unfamiliar face.

And Xue Jian also stopped in place, and countless memories came to his heart, although these memories were all from his predecessor, they also infected him.

Xue saw that his heart was complicated, and after a pause, he strode forward.

"Father, I'm back. ”

The middle-aged man was quite similar to Xue Jian's appearance, but he looked obviously much older.

His eyes moistened instantly, and he patted Xue Jian's arms with both hands, and looked him up and down before he said.

"It's good to be back...... Just come back!"

The hoarse voice was slightly choked, which made Xue Jian's heart sour.

In his memory, his father Xue Mingzhi was in the prime of life when he left Nanfu City, but now he is only two years old, and he is much older.

Xue Mingzhi hurriedly introduced Xue Jian into the lobby, and the other Xue family members also gathered around, and some people turned around to invite the elders of those grandfathers and uncles to come over.

For a while, the lobby of the Xue family became lively, and the elders who came over, Xue Jian visited them one by one, but there were many people in their memories, but they never appeared.

For example, his mother.

Xue Jian didn't ask, for fear of getting bad news.

There were fifty or sixty people gathered inside and outside the lobby, and it was hard to imagine how many hardships and dangers the Xue family had gone through when they fled all the way from Nanfu City to here.

So much so that one of the five great families in Nanfu City, which was originally prosperous, has become such a small family of fifty or sixty people.

He looked at them, and they looked at him.

Everyone's impression of Xue Jian is still stuck in the past, withdrawn, weak, frail and sickly, and likes to hide in the house alone and read.

Such the eldest son of the Xue family is actually not popular, and many elders are even very worried about the future of the Xue family.

At the beginning, if it weren't for the pressure from those elders, Xue Mingzhi would not have been able to leave his eldest son alone in Nanfu City, facing that kind of difficult predicament.

But today's Xue Jian, dressed in white, is not stained with fine dust, and his body is well-proportioned, although he does not look strong, he gives people a sense of reliability.

In particular, his spirit is very full, and his eyes are as bright as the sun and the moon, so that people dare not look at him for too long.

This kind of Xue Jian is completely different from the sick seedling in the past.

If it weren't for the fact that his appearance hadn't changed, they would never believe that this person was the eldest son of the Xue family in the past.

Xue Mingzhi pondered for a moment, slowly spoke, and asked the doubts in everyone's hearts.

"See, you're a martial artist now?"