Zhao Wanshi, landlord.

This person is the richest man in [Rest Village], the person Yang Lin admires the most, and there is no one so far.

Wearing a landlord's melon shell hat, stepping on a pair of landlord's cow-nosed shoes, gray clothes and gray robes, small eyes and fat cheeks, short beard and black shiny, with both hands behind his back, a landlord's fat belly.

Looking at the still old Yang ancestral hall in front of him, listening to the continuous screams in the ancestral hall, Master Zhao waved his hand, and the smiling big yellow dog crouching in front of him immediately jumped out, turned the tall wall, and entered the ancestral hall, and then heard Yang Lin's surprise question.

"Master Zhao is here?"

Although he didn't see his feelings, just this attitude and this surprise were enough to make Zhao Wanshi smile proudly, and he said in his heart that his son could be taught, revealing a classic landlord's smile.

Zhao Wanshi can't be unhappy, except for him, who knows what is sacred here.

"The 10,000-year-old mansion is actually such a scene, how can anyone believe it when it comes out! Tsk, now even dogs can enter and exit the ancestral hall casually!

Hey, the ancestors of the Yang family, I'm afraid that your descendants are not brain problems, and each generation will only leave a lone seedling of lonely and bitter Lingding, so that your old people will even have scarce incense, and it is estimated that they are thinner than daylily, tsk......"

"That's it, who let Master Zhao and I be soft-hearted, I really can't stand it, I will cut off this punishment today, let your old man follow Master Zhao to eat some oil and water in the future!"

Zhao Wanshi paced in a figure-of-eight step, shook his head and sighed and was talking to the figure in the wall, although even he couldn't tell who was who was the shadow of those old years, but in his mind, there should always be one here who was the ancestor of his Yang family.

The few people with machetes on their backs, nine times out of ten, are all ancestors of the Yang family.

After all, his machete has always been unique.

"Fortunately, the ancestors of my Zhao family are wise and have not passed down such a trick, so I should rebuild my Zhao family ancestral hall and burn ten thousand stones of incense for my ancestors. Well, this matter must be made by Yang Tai, and it will also allow my ancestors to enjoy the treatment of today's son. ”

"Supervising the Taishan Temple, Heaven's will, Heaven's will is really unfair, tsk......"

Thinking of Yang Taizhi, the emotions in Master Zhao's heart were complicated and difficult to understand for a while, so he had to puff up his stomach and take a deep breath.

"If you gave birth to you, why did you give birth to me! Why are even the sons you born so good?"

"Today, thy son, divide half of me!"

Zhao Wanshi, he can't forget it in his life, he has never changed his mind, the only time he was bewitched by the three-year-old bare-ass child, which is a shame that he will never forget in his life.

However, after thinking about it for 12 years, he still couldn't understand how he would let go of that little kid's life back then, how he would repay his hatred with virtue and take care of the son of his rival!

The Yang family's knife is really a demon knife!

Yang Lin's kid is even more of a small demon!

"Ancestors of the Yang family, tell me, whose three-year-old child can threaten me as a dignified landlord with a toy knife!"

"What kind of knife did you pass down?"

Thinking like this, Zhao Wanshi felt a burst of horror again, and pointed the machete from the wall at a certain part of him.

Shrinking his neck, Master Zhao didn't dare to stay here any longer, so he decisively clamped his legs, bypassed Zhaobi, and came uninvited.

......

Inside the ancestral hall.

Yang Chengzu finally spoke: "I'm old, I can't even remember the ancestors...... Legendary: "

"An ancestor once made the machete turn from black to white......"

"And then?" Yang Lin asked nervously.

"Oh, and ah, this ancestor lived a hundred more years. ”

"And then?" Yang Lin felt a little disappointed.

"Then, another ancestor, made the knife black again. This ancestor, since then, his heart has changed greatly, he sleeps day and night, and he catches flower thieves everywhere out of boredom, and accidentally becomes a hero, and is canonized as a night owl by the royal family......"

Yang Lin was moved, looked at the machete flashing behind him, and immediately thought that if he learned from this ancestor, he would probably have to become a dead cat, and he felt disappointed again.

At this point, he finally had a bold conjecture.

"Yes, machetes not only grow, but they also change, but there doesn't seem to be any pattern to follow. Today, this has not happened 10,000 times in the past, but there have been 8,000 times, and each time it has brought some big or small benefit to the holder. So, don't worry!"

Yang Chengzu searched again and again in his mind, and finally came to such a happy conclusion.

"The words of the ancestors are naturally not wrong. Lin'er, how do you feel now, what's different?" Yang Taizheng smiled heartily and couldn't wait to ask.

"Hmph, my butt hurts!" Yang Lin turned his head, extremely reluctant to deal with his father.

"Rebel, kneel ......" Yang Tai made a nameless fire, holding a peeling fir wood, and wanted to fight again.

"Wang!"

"Tsk, Master Yang is so majestic! In his own ancestral hall, he dares to be so uninhibited, and he is not afraid of the ancestors' condemnation, the special builder is amazing! Zhao admires it so much, he throws himself to the ground and incense for you!"

At this time, Zhao Wanshi tried his best to open his two squinting eyes, stood outside the door of the ancestral hall, exaggerated in shock, and kept praising Yang Taizhi who was holding a big stick.

"Why are you here!Yang ancestral hall, outsiders are not allowed to enter, please leave!"

When the rivals in love see each other, they are very red-eyed. Yang Tai, in a few steps, the horizontal stick blocked in front of the door, and the iron blushed and drove the big yellow dog out of the door.

The big yellow dog was aggrieved, hiding behind the landlord, whimpering, and not forgetting to wink at Yang Lin in the ancestral hall.

"Tsk, Master Yang, you have changed! Even a dog beats you! However, a good dog does not block his face, and Zhao is not as knowledgeable as you. ”

Zhao Wanshi took three steps back, put down the melon shell hat with both hands, and held it in front of his chest, then bowed to the ancestral hall and said solemnly: "So, the landlord of the rest village, the lord of the land of ten drops of rain, today I am willing to invite the ancestors of the Yang family, make good connections, and fulfill the friendship between master and apprentice with Yang Lin, the descendant of the Yang family, and I will do my best to cultivate Yang Lin to become the largest landlord in the empire!"

The seemingly ordinary melon shell hat, at this time, there is a sunflower with ten drops of rain blooming on it, which is a symbol of the landlord's identity, indicating that Zhao Wanshi is a master who surpasses the hundred masters, and is similar to the level of Yang Tai's special builder.

The 100 divisions of the empire, each good at their own strengths, are listed as ten ranks, the lowest in the first class, and the highest in the tenth class according to different levels. Above the tenth rank, he can be called a master, and he is the most noble person in the imperial profession.

Yang Lin stared at the melon shell hat, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, his eyes were full of eager light, and following Zhao Wanshi's example, he raised the melon skin hat that was one size smaller, knelt down in front of the ancestral tablet, and replied:

"The ancestors and ancestors are on top, the descendants of the Yang family, Lin, today I am willing to worship Zhao Wanshi as a teacher, learn the way of the landlord, and become the largest landlord in the empire, and swear not to return home!"

For a time, the ancestral hall was quiet.

......

The Xuantian Empire is vast and unlimited, and the population is not counted.

Therefore, the old and the old inherit each other, and everyone in the world respects the hundred teachers and takes the hundred industries as their business, which is the foundation of their lives.

Over the years, each family has had its own strengths, and the view of the gateway has become a fact. The empire stipulates that if the children of Master A want to change to the skills of Master B, they must swear to their ancestors in the ancestral hall and make up their minds that if they cannot learn from the master, they will not be allowed to return to their families, let alone engage in the business of Master A.

Such a provision seems pedantic and unreasonable. In fact, the imperial legislation is not to restrict more learning and changing careers, but to persuade people to establish a heart of respect, so that they can be single-minded, learn and succeed, and benefit the country, the family, and themselves, which is really a good law.

Since the promulgation of this law, there have been many masters from all walks of life in the empire, and the spirit of craftsmanship has become a common practice.

......

Yang Lin suddenly made such a big move, obviously he had discussed it with Zhao Wanshi.

Doing so is lawful and compliant, but it doesn't make sense. Seeing that the two of them can play this double reed, how can Yang Taizhi not hate in his heart, how can he not be angry!

This little son, this is a blatant provocation of his status as Lao Tzu!

Dad can bear it, and grandson can't bear it.

Yang Tai was originally a resolute person, and under the change of his face, he finally gritted his teeth and said coldly to Yang Lin:

"Okay, good, good! Collude with clan enemies and humiliate your father! Yang Lin, since you want to recognize the thief as your father, then from now on, you and I will sever the relationship between father and son! In the future, do what you want, don't call yourself a descendant of the Yang family again!"

At this moment, Yang Lin was finally relieved, a nameless fire disappeared from this, and he murmured softly in his heart: Mom, this man with no conscience, has not allowed your spiritual position to enter the ancestral hall for so many years!

It's a pity that Yang Taizhi can't read minds, and he can't hear the secrets in his youngest son's heart.

Looking at the smile on the face of the youngest son, it was the same as when he was born, as it was not long ago, but it was all cruel. He has only seen such an expression in the eyes of those orphans who have taken revenge, but you have parents, and there is no enemy who kills relatives!

endured and endured, and it was easy to swallow a mouthful of old blood, and Yang Taizhi attributed all the sins to Zhao Wanshi:

"Bastard, die!"

An iron axe, which is a weapon made by Yang Tai, was instantly opened out, and with the momentum of Wanjun's wind and thunder, he directly took Zhao Wanshi's round head.

"Good time, tsk! Master Zhao is so happy today!

Seeing that the axe was coming, and the wind was blowing his hair, Zhao Wanshi was not in a hurry, touched it from his waist, and pulled out an old smoking gun!

While!

Sparks splashed everywhere, axes and guns clashed, so that the ancestral hall was set on fire.

"Damn Mom! Master Yang, you are so fierce! You are already a strong person in the Realm of Strength!"

Zhao Wanshi was fat, but once he fought, he completely turned into a big round ball, which was no slower than Yang Tai's speed.

"Zhao Wanshi, damn Wang Badan! Twenty years ago, Lao Tzu should have killed you!"

Yang Tai was furious, but Zhao Wanshi, who was a dog, was not only slippery than a ball, but also cultivated to the strength realm, making it difficult for him to capture for a while!

"Tsk, you finally remember twenty years ago! At that time, Lixue was my fiancée, you said, what did you do to cheat her away!"

"Get out! Lao Tzu has said it 10,000 times, it's just a misunderstanding! Misunderstanding, you know!!"

"Tsk, misunderstanding?!She died in childbirth, is it also a fucking misunderstanding!She died for your Yang family, what did you do to her, there is half of her tablet in this ancestral hall?ah???"

"Joke! The matter of my Yang family, when will it be the turn of outsiders to ask! Lixue lives in my heart, what are you doing!"

The two quickly got out of the ancestral hall and gradually went to the backyard martial arts arena......

......

In the ancestral hall, the grandfather and grandson were relatively silent.

After a long time, Yang Chengzu shook his head and looked at his little grandson with pity: "Child, about the ancestral machete, grandpa wants to talk to you seriously." In fact, change does not always bring good aspects......"