Chapter 1286: Distinguishing Right from Wrong?

The way the two ancestors of the Hu family get out of the customs is still and moving, in fact, it also represents the different personalities of the two, one is calm and the other is hot, it is difficult to guess what kind of temper their mother was back then, and a cub flower intestine would actually take down such a pair of extremes.

The old man who came out of the thatched house walked barefoot to the tall old man, stretched out his hand and grabbed the cloth bag beside him directly, and shook out a black robe from it and put it on, the two old men regardless of height and appearance are printed in a mold, if it is not the color of the robe, ordinary people really can't tell which brother is the younger brother, twins are naturally confusing concepts.

The black-robed old man glared at a pair of leopard eyes and swept across the faces of the Hu family's father and son, frowned, stretched out his hand and pointed at Hu Jie's zongzi face and said, "This is the little grandson who we have passed on the merits?" How did it come to be like this? ”

There are only a handful of people in the Hu clan who can get these two inheritances, and the old man in the black robe spent a lot of effort behind Hu Jie, and he is naturally impressed, even if he is wrapped in bandages, he recognizes it at a glance.

Hu Shuo bowed and saluted, and said in a low voice: "Old ancestor, dogs are not filial, a few days ago a battle with Chinese warriors scratched his face, insulting the prestige of the old ancestor. ”

Hu Jie's knees were weak, and he knelt on the snow with a pop, bowing his head to the two ancestors is a kowtow, bang bang bang - every time he really smashed his head into the thick snow, knocking on the rocks below, this practice is called kowtowing, it is a kind of etiquette between ancient warriors with disparity in status, which is equivalent to using this kind of kowtow to win the consent of the other party when you want to speak and are not qualified to speak.

Hu Jie didn't have the right to speak in front of the two ancestors, so he used this extreme method to gain the right to speak, his head slammed on the snow and there was a muffled sound, and more than a dozen rings knocked down his head and his head was already bleeding, but the two ancestors on the opposite side never spoke.

Hu Shuo didn't expect his son to use such an extreme method to complain about his suffering, his expression was gloomy and he knelt beside his son, father and son were connected, and the only way for him to stand on the same front with his son at this time was to stand on the same front as his son.

The black-robed old man frowned, and was about to speak, when the white robe beside him threw a stop at the right time, and said expressionlessly: "What is not a weapon, the dragon and crouching tiger in the land of China, how can you be allowed to go wild, and let you kowtow enough for seven seven forty-nine rings today to teach you a long lesson." ”

Originally, an ancient warrior like Hu Jie would not be hurt at all as long as he used his internal strength to protect his head and face, but there was a rule for kowtowing, in order to show sincerity, he must not use any internal strength, this sound knocked his head down, and the newly planted skin on his head was broken by the rocks under the snow, but he endured the pain and gritted his teeth and knocked his head forty-nine times.

After a round of kowtowing, the snow in front of Hu Jie was already dyed red, but he never snorted, insisted on kowtowing before standing up, picked up the prepared suitcase from his side and opened it, took out two copies of the materials with color photos with trembling palms and stepped forward, bowed respectfully and handed them to the two ancestors.

The white-robed old man took the information in his hand and casually opened it and took a look, and the physical photos on it immediately attracted his attention, all of them were jadeite and jade of different sizes, there were whole pieces of clear material rough stones, and there were also carved various objects, especially a large piece of rough stone was the most conspicuous, and from the point of view of the quality of the water head, all of them were rare treasures of great value.

What attracts the white-robed old man the most is not the value of these rough stone objects, but the spirituality that they faintly reveal on the surface, ordinary people can't see the way, but these two are martial artists who have cultivated the jade mastery, even if they look at the photos, they can feel that these treasures contain aura, which is what they need most to practice, and it is called the spiritual jade by the Hu family who practice the jade gong.

The black-robed old man was in a hurry, he shook the information in his hand and asked, "Little grandson, if you have anything to say, what's going on with these spirit jades?" The white-robed old man also closed the information in his hand, squinted at Hu Jie's forehead, and waited for him to answer.

Hu Jie knelt down on his knees and said in a deep trilling voice: "Don't hide it from the two ancestors, now the war in Myanmar is not endless, coupled with the lack of jade mineral resources, has temporarily cut off the supply of all jade resources, to find the spirit jade is to try their best to spend a high price to collect from collectors all over the world, of course, the most hidden jade is still Huaxia, these spirit jade is I tried my best to collect from the hands of the Chinese collectors with a lot of money, originally intended as the two ancestors for this retreat practice, but halfway was robbed by someone......

In the end, Hu Jie's eyes were filled with tears, as if he had been greatly wronged, and with his bloody appearance, it was really unbearable, this guy had first-class ability to reverse black and white, and he pushed all the dirty things he did in Jiangcheng clean, and in his mouth Xu Qing became a bully villain, but he became a poor man who was seriously injured for Baobao.

Hearing the cry of the grandson, the faces of the two ancestors of the Hu family also became gloomy, the old man in the black robe had round leopard eyes, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help Hu Jie, who bowed his head and was silent, and said in a deep voice: "The fault is not that you don't have to blame yourself, tomorrow Lao Tzu will go to crush the bones of the kid surnamed Xu and scatter ashes, so that the Chinese warriors will know the fate of bullying the descendants of my Hu family!" ”

When Hu Jie heard this, his heart suddenly burst with joy, but he choked up and said: "Old Ancestor Xie is the master of the future grandson, but the martial artist surnamed Xu is worshiped by the Chinese martial spirit, and there is the Heavenly Hell Jun family and many strong people behind him, I am afraid of ......."

The black-robed old man raised his eyebrows and sneered: "What about the Huaxia Martial Soul?" Even if the old monkey of the Holy Martial Hall makes a move, Lao Tzu is not afraid of him, deceive my descendants, take away my spiritual jade, and do some shameless stupid things, tomorrow I will go to Huaxia and screw off that kid's head. ”

Hu Jie was excited again, if the old ancestor was willing to deal with the kid surnamed Xu, even if he was a nine-life cat, he would die, and it was in vain that he broke his head just now.

At this moment, the white-robed old man snorted coldly and said lightly: "Arrogance, the Chinese martial soul is a weapon of the country, how can it be a rooster and a dog thief who can become an offering, in my opinion, there is a fake in this little thing!" ”

Hu Jie's heart jumped, his feet were soft and he knelt down with a pop, his head knocked on the snow again, and said in a trembling voice: "Ancestor, the grandson can guarantee with his life, what he just said is true, if there is half a lie, he is willing to be killed by the ancestor!" ”

The white-robed old man looked grim, and slowly raised his right palm, the color of the originally white palm instantly became crystal clear, and he shouted in a low voice: "What provokes trouble, you can't leave it today!" ”