Chapter 216: Ancestor, Please Stay! (3 more)
Finally found it!
Pan Yang was so moved that he almost cried, first bowed to Kong Zhenren's bones, and then took out a large woven bag from his backpack, he had to take Kong Zhenren's bones back to Qingcheng. Of course, before putting Kong Zhenren's bones into a large woven bag, Pan Yang had to take off the silver sheath sword that Kong Zhenren was holding.
The accident happened, as soon as Pan Yang grabbed the silver sheath sword, Kong Zhenren's pair of bone claws that were originally holding the silver sheath sword were clenched tightly, Pan Yang pulled it, but he couldn't pull it, and with the strength of Kong Zhenren holding the silver sheath sword, Pan Yang felt that he had to be connected to the silver sheath sword when he pulled the bone claws down.
It's an old money fan......
So Pan Yang knelt down again, respectfully bowed to Kong Zhenren's corpse three times, and prayed silently: "Master, I am your disciple, I came to take you back to Qingcheng, please loosen your hands first!" ”
I don't know if there is really a sense in the dark, Kong Zhenren's pair of bone claws are released like this.
Pan Yang took the silver sheath sword and put it into a big woven bag, and then carried Kong Zhenren's bones into the big woven bag:
"Master, bear with me!"
Originally, Kong Zhenren maintained a sitting posture and refused to change, but as soon as Pan Yang said this, the bone frame curled up.
Pan Yang pulled the zipper and was about to leave with a large woven bag, when he suddenly remembered that the fat rabbit seemed to have disappeared for a long time......
Where did the second egg go?
Pan Yang looked around and found that there was a flower on the other side that was shaking, and when he walked over and saw that the fat rabbit was actually holding Bai Sensen's keel in his eyes, he was shaking wildly, and the corners of Pan Yang's mouth twitched twice concealedly:
You city rabbits are really good at playing!
With rabbit ears in one hand and a large woven bag in the other, Pan Yang left the dragon's lair and returned to the ground.
Throwing the fat rabbit that was thrown in the back row and tossing it with it, Pan Yang carefully placed the big woven bag in the co-pilot, and then started the Porsche 911 and drove from Leshan to Qingcheng Mountain overnight.
It was only two hundred kilometers from Leshan to Qingcheng Mountain, and Pan Yang rushed to Qingcheng Mountain before dawn.
It must be before dawn, and the bones cannot see the sun, especially the old corpse of a mountain village like Kong Zhenren.
Although Pan Yang is the leader of the beggar gang, it is impossible for the Qingcheng faction to cut off relations with him because of this, so he is still the ancestor of Qingcheng, no one dares to stop him, Pan Yang just parked the car, and the rest of the water came out.
"Ancestor, you're finally back!" Yu Deshui was excited to see Pan Yang again, he was also worried that Pan Yang would forget Qingcheng after becoming the leader of the beggar gang, and stumbled to Pan Yang to pay a big salute!
"Don't talk nonsense, there is no empty cemetery!" Pan Yang carried a large woven bag and urged: "I want a noble cemetery!" ”
A venerable cemetery? Yu Deshui blinked his little eyes: "You mean the cemetery where the ancestors of the past generations are buried?" ”
Pan Yang said sharply: "That's right! Hurry up, it's almost dawn! ”
Although I don't know why, Pan Yang himself is among the ancestors of the past dynasties, Yu Deshui hurriedly said:
"You come with me!"
Directly exerted light skills and ran all the way, Yu Deshui took Pan Yang to the cemetery where the Qingcheng faction buried the ancestors of the past dynasties, and chose a hole, Pan Yang hurriedly opened the big woven bag, carefully took out Kong Zhenren's bones and put them in the hole, without tools, he directly used his hands to help Kong Zhenren fill in the soil.
At this time, Sima Da and the other elders hurried over and watched in amazement as Pan Yang had a grave.
Sima Da gave Yu Deshui a look: Who is my master buried?
Yu Deshui looked back: We don't know, and we don't dare to ask......
After Pan Yang buried Kong Zhenren, he used the broken army to engrave words on the empty tombstone that had been prepared long ago:
"The tomb of the ancestor Kong Fangzhen!
"Disciple Pan Yang bows!"
Is it Kong Zhenren who is buried?
Yu Deshui and Sima Da couldn't help but gasp: Where did you get it back?
That's awesome!
Pan Yang inserted the tombstone for Kong Zhenren, and then made room for Yu Deshui and Sima Da to explain:
"Master's Feathering Land is too dangerous, so I waited until I had enough strength before Master told me about his Feathering Land, and I was finally able to bring Master's bones back into the ground last night."
After that, Pan Yang took out the silver sheath sword from the big woven bag, Yu Deshui and Sima Da were still a little suspicious, but when they saw the silver sheath sword, they were so excited that they blurted out in unison: "White snake sword!" ”
"It's really our Qingcheng faction's lost Zhen Sect Divine Sword White Snake Sword!" Sima Da was so excited that he burst into tears:
"The Patriarch has appeared!"
What patriarch apparilates, can he speak human words? Yu Deshui glanced at Sima Da and knelt down directly for Pan Yang: "Thanks to the ancestor for retrieving the bones of Kong Zhenren and the White Snake Divine Sword, the disciple will thank the ancestor on behalf of Qingcheng!" ”
"That's right! Thanks to my master! Sima Da reacted at this time, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Pan Yang.
A large group of white-bearded old men knelt down for Pan Yang, and Pan Yang said, "Don't worship me!"
"Worship Kong Fang Ancestor first!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Worship Kong Fang Ancestor first! Yu Deshui and Sima Da both moved their knees to the tombstone:
Ancestor Kong Fang, if your old man has knowledge under the spring and his conscience discovers, come and give us a dream of immortal opportunities!
After some memorials, Pan Yang can be regarded as having completed a matter of his heart, and he wants to return to the mountain city with the White Snake Sword.
Yu Deshui hurriedly called him: "Ancestor, please stay!" ”
Pan Yang stopped and looked back: "Dry? ”
Yu Deshui cautiously asked Pan Yang for instructions: "Ancestor, can the White Snake Sword be lent to a disciple to refer to the sword?" ”
Pan Yang: "No. ”
Yu Deshui: "Oh......"
If Po Jun, Lu Cun, and Lian Zhen have sword spirits, Pan Yang doesn't mind leaving the White Snake Sword in Qingcheng Mountain. The problem is that Pojun, Lu Cun, and Lian Zhen do not have sword spirits, and Pan Yang can only rely on the sword spirit of the White Snake Sword if he wants to cultivate the Imperial Spirit Sword.
Besides, the White Snake Sword belongs to Kong Zhenren, and Pan Yang is Kong Zhenren's apprentice, so it is natural to inherit the White Snake Sword.
So Pan Yang left Qingcheng Mountain with the White Snake Sword with confidence, and they had nothing to say about the rest of the water.
Sima Da has more thoughts than Yu Deshui, he is Pan Yang's only apprentice grandson, maybe he can inherit the inheritance......
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Pan Yang drove back to the mountain city, and this time he generously parked the Porsche 911 in front of the Panjia paper shop.
"Who is so lacking in virtue! How can you block the car in front of our store and let people do business! The mother came out angrily to scold the street, but she didn't expect her son to get out of the car, and her eyes lit up:
"Yangyang! Where did this car come from? ”
Pan Yang smiled and hugged his mother's shoulders: "The special car that our group gave me, Mom, I will take you around?" ”
"Who has the heart to go for a ride with you!" My mother said anxiously: "You came back just in time, something is wrong!"