Oni Maliu pointed to a hillside in the distance and said, "That's the City God Temple of Broken Void Mountain, let's go there." ”

Wen Fan and Gui Ma Liu came to the Broken Void Mountain, and saw a ruined City God Temple from a distance.

There is only one door left, and the roof has collapsed in half, and the inside of the temple with leaky walls is deserted.

Oni Maroku knocked on the door of the remaining temple, and after waiting for a while, there was no response.

"This place is close to the tomb of the immortals, and the tomb of the immortals is surrounded by those demon beasts that have lost their owners, and probably no one has come here except for those who have broken into the tomb of the immortals, so there is nothing to do here, and I don't know where the land lord of this side has gone to fool around. ”

Ghost Maliu kicked open the temple door, walked into the temple and looked around, there was a tattered offering table in front of the temple, the incense burner on the offering table was missing one foot and fell down, and there was nothing in the several offering plates except thick dust.

"It's really unbelievable! Even if you don't have anything to do, you have to guard the temple gate!

Behind the offering table is the golden statue of the city god, because the incense is not vigorous, the gold paint has peeled off to reveal the mud tire.

Ghost Maliu turned to the back of the golden body of the city god, and there was a two-foot square nameplate on the back, which was about the introduction of the city god here.

"Wendong, the Wen family of the eight major families in the fairy world, fell in the strength of the super ninth-level immortal saint, known as the gentleman sword saint, the son of heaven thought that he was a generous person, and he was specially sealed as the land of Poxu Mountain. ”

The nameplate has the large seal of the Son of Heaven and the date of the golden body.

Ghost Maliu stuck his head out from behind Jin and shouted, "Xiao Fan, the city god here is still your ancestor!

"It's your ancestor and his uncle!" Wen Fanzheng was bored looking at the unclear paintings on the wall, and scolded angrily when he heard the voice of Ghost Maliu.

Ghost Ma Liu replied: "If you don't believe it, forget it, really, your ancestor will become my uncle?"

Wen Fan came to the back of the golden body and took a look, only then did he know that what Ghost Ma Liu said was true, Wen Dong, this name still sounds very unfamiliar.

Judging from the period when the golden body was formed, this city god temple has been more than 100,000 years old.

However, since he is a member of the Wen family, Wen Fan naturally has to pay enough attention to it.

"Old ghost, summon him out. ”

Oni Maroku tapped again on the nameplate, and the hollow golden statue emitted a buzzing echo.

"Who disturbed my dreams?"

The sudden sound startled both Wen Fan and Oni Ma Liu.

Because neither of them expected that there was really someone in the temple, they didn't turn on their divine sense to check, and it turned out that they were sleeping in the hollow mezzanine of the golden body.

Squeak-

Wen Fan and Ghost Ma Liu turned to the side of the golden body, it turned out that there was a small door hidden on the side of the golden body, and at this time, the small door opened, and a white-faced scholar arched out from inside.

This person wears a square scarf on his head, his face is like a crown of jade, his silkworm eyebrows are red and his eyes are phoenix, his lips are as bright red as cinnabar, and he looks no more than twenty years old.

Wen Fan was stunned when he saw this land lord.

Lord Di first saw Ghost Maliu, and then turned his head to see Wen Fan, who was also stunned.

Wen Fan feels that this person looks eight points similar to himself!

It's just that the face of this land lord looks a little elegant, while Wen Fan is heroic.

Oni Maliu blurted out: "It's really like a brother!

After being stunned, the land lord Wendong came back to his senses, frowned and said: "Where did you two come from? What are the things? Do you burn paper money for the dead souls or incense? Burn paper out of the temple gate and burn it far away from the mountain, don't smoke the land, if you put incense, the table is in front." ”

Ghost Ma Liu secretly said in his heart, you are also the ancestor of Wen Fan, otherwise this emperor will directly destroy your golden body and withdraw your title of City God!

Wen Fan bowed and said, "The junior underworld camp Wen Fan has seen the ancestor, this is the Lord of the Styx Emperor Ghost Ma Six Ghosts, please speak in front of the Ancestor Palace!"

Land Lord Wendong pointed to his nose, "Emperor, still the River Styx, I still return your ancestor, are you here to tease me, how far is it, let me go as far as I want! The land is lazy to take care of you!"

"Bold!" Ghost Maliu's face changed, and the coercion of the third-order god-level powerhouse locked onto Wen Dong, and Wen Dong only felt that a big mountain fell suddenly, and his whole body slapped flat on the ground.

Wen Fan exclaimed: "Old ghost, why are you still dead!"

Ghost Maliu retracted his senses, and said solemnly: "Breaking the Void Mountain City God Temple Land Master Wendong, although there is no incense in this temple, but you should not break the jar and break it, if you have nothing to do, you should go out and walk more, look at the creatures in the territory under your jurisdiction, whether life or death should be well documented, and then look at you here! There is not even a roster, it is really a dereliction of duty!"

The face of the land lord Wendong was flushed, and after getting up from the ground, his expression became nervous, and he kowtowed three times in a row at the ghost Ma Liu.

Wen Fan pulled away the ghost and said, "You can't stand this ceremony, get out of the way!"

Hurriedly stepped forward to help the land lord Wen Dong, Wen Fan looked straight and said: "Ancestor, I am the one hundred and twenty-eighth generation descendant of the Wen family, and I have something to do with the Emperor Styx here today. ”

Lord Di was surprised: "Are you really from the Wen clan? My clan has one hundred and twenty-eight generations, it won't be so fast, right?"

Wen Fan explained: "Ancestor, I am the Qiankun Continent Flying to the Upper Realm, and the people there have one hundred and twenty-eight generations because their lifespans are very short and the reproduction speed there is very fast. ”

Wen Dong finally believed Wen Fan, and said with surprise and joy: "You are from the Qiankun Continent, have you ever been to the Wen family in the immortal realm?"

"Back to the ancestors, the younger generations have returned to the family and have recognized their ancestors. ”

"Hmm...... Is it time to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors...... Alas, let's not talk about this, it's the first time I've greeted a high-ranking person from the underworld since I became the Lord of the City, so let me report my work to the Emperor of the Styx. ”

Wen Dong knelt down in front of Ghost Maliu again, and Ghost Maliu didn't dare to accept this salute, so he hurriedly dodged and said, "That's it, you don't have to do any Lao Shizi etiquette, let alone report any work, these are not important, Xiao Fan and I still have business to do, you quickly summon the portal of the underworld, we have to go back to the underworld." ”

"Yes, Emperor, I'll summon the portal right away!"

"Wait, Ancestor, since we happened to meet, then I think it is necessary for you to meet several ancestors of the family. ”

Wen Fan thought so, Wen Dong was also a super ninth-level sage during his lifetime, and he must not be a nobody in the family, Wen Baiqian and other ancestors must know this person.

But Wen Dong waved his hand again and again, with a look of disgust on his face, and said, "Forget it! I don't want to see them." ”

Wen Fan wondered, although Wen Dong is dead, it can be regarded as a complete merit, and it is not a shame to be finally named a piece of land......

Could it be that there is any contradiction between this Wendong and the several ancestors of the family?

The more curious Wen Fan was, the more he wanted to figure it out, and with a flash of divine thought, he summoned Wen Baiqian, the great ancestor of the Wen family, from the Netherworld.

"Good wine!"

When Wen Baiqian came out of the Netherworld, the wine gourd was raised high, and he drank the wine in a big gulp.

"Well, what's the situation? Xiao Fan? What are you doing? I'm drinking with that kid from Bei Bei, winning or losing! What are you doing getting me out? Here it is--Xiao, Xiao, Xiaodong!!"

Smack-

Wen Baiqian was stunned when he saw Wen Dong standing up in front of the offering table, and the big wine gourd fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Wen Dong was stunned at first when he saw Wen Baiqian, then his brows tightened, and he turned around and hurried out of the temple gate.

Wen Baiqian staggered out of the temple gate after Wen Dong, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiaodong! You, don't go! You listen to grandpa's explanation! It's really not what you thought it was at the beginning!"

Hum -

A black portal suddenly stood up in front of the temple gate, and Wen Baiqian almost stepped in, but fortunately, Wen Fan's hand was quick and pulled Wen Baiqian back.

"Xiaodong, you listen to grandpa's explanation!" Wen Baiqian burst into tears, and looked eagerly outside the temple gate.

Wen Fan sighed, "Ancestor Qian, don't look at it, people have already gone away." ”

"Xiaodong-" Wen Baiqian shook his head, clenched his fists and pounded at the mouth of his heart!

"Dry Ancestor!" Wen Fan used to think that this Dry Ancestor was a free and easy person who talked and laughed in a thought, and he didn't wake up and was half drunk after a day, but seeing such a sad old man crying in front of him, Wen Fan's heart also tightened.

Wen Baiqian was stopped by Wen Fan, sighed for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Alas, it's all my fault! I'm sorry for him, I don't blame him for treating me like this, this is my retribution!"

Wen Fan now understands that Wen Baiqian and Wen Dong are grandfathers and grandsons, and there must be a big misunderstanding or contradiction between these grandfathers and grandsons.

Although it was curious, it was inconvenient for Wen Fan to ask in detail.

Ghost Maliu said: "Xiao Fan, we have to go, this portal won't exist for a long time, and your strange-tempered ancestor is afraid that he won't come back." ”

Wen Fan nodded, and said to Wen Baiqian: "Ancestor Qian, leave the affairs of the East Ancestor to me, I will definitely come here to find him again when I have time, Ancestor Qian, I'll send you back to the house first......"

"Well, if you see him again, tell him that I was wrong and want his forgiveness!"

"Don't worry, Ancestor, I will definitely convey the original words!"

Wen Baiqian lowered his head dejectedly, picked up the wine gourd from the ground, raised it to his mouth and drank it, but before the wine could reach his mouth, he suddenly put the wine gourd down again, and then raised it high again!

Smack!!

The huge wine gourd was shattered, and the temple was full of wine!

Wen Baiqian's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "From today onwards, I will quit drinking!"

Wen Fan was silent, Wen Baiqian must have done something sorry for Wen Dong, and Wen Dong is also a clansman that Wen Baiqian likes and attaches great importance to, otherwise how could he admit his mistake to a junior as the head of Wen Baiqian's family.

Send Wen Baiqian back to the Netherworld, Wen Fan and Ghost Maliu didn't dare to delay, and after entering the portal, they went straight to the underworld!

To be continued