Chapter 164: The Confucian Family's Choice
With a bang, the door of the restaurant box was kicked open, and a large black and white striped dog swaggered in.
"I've finally found you! Uncle Ben has spent a lot of moneyβ" Erha was wearing a pair of very fancy beach pants and a pair of dark sunglasses, very sassy!
As soon as he entered the door, Erha took off his sunglasses very chic and said triumphantly.
But he wasn't finished, for all his attention had been drawn elsewhere.
The husky shook his nose, and an indescribable strange fragrance filled the air, burrowing into his nose.
"Zhao Tian, you are really not interesting, you don't wait for me if you have delicious food!"
Erha's pair of dog eyes instantly lit up, and he didn't look at Zhao Tian, so he went directly to the little black giant ape flesh shop that was still left.
Where did the hungry dogs come from to grab food!
Caught off guard, the black and white dog that Xiao Jin pounced on and slapped it away, and plunged into the wine cabinet with a lot of red wine.
There was a commotion, Xiao Jin's eyes breathed fire, and he shouted in a pink little girl's voice, and directly turned into a golden light and crashed into it.
Similarly, Erha, who was eating wildly, was directly hit by a golden light in the eye socket before he could react, and he rolled and flew out.
Woof!
Got up, Erha bared his teeth, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and his body rushed out as soon as he fell down.
So, a dog and a bird fought, at first they were still fighting over the last plate of black giant ape flesh and blood, but later, a dog and a bird both played a real fire, directly threw the plate of flesh and blood aside, and fought on their own.
It's so intense!
With a loud bang, the walls of the room were directly pierced, and Erha and Xiaojin turned into two streamers, one black and one gold, and countless people in the entire restaurant walked through the lobby in amazement and disappeared behind the door.
"What the hell is going on!
How did this dog find me?"
Zhao Tian was still sitting in his seat, his face stiff, and he forcibly resisted the urge to burst out foul language.
His heart was messy at the moment, and he didn't react for a while, after all, Zhao Tian didn't expect that Erha would suddenly appear in front of him, it was too unexpected!
The owner of the restaurant, a chubby middle-aged uncle, walked tremblingly.
Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, the middle-aged man said profusely sweating:
"Is there anything wrong with the little brother?"
Zhao Tian's face was slightly red, embarrassed, and hurriedly paid the boss a sum of money, and then pulled Li to run away.
When passing through the hall, he was watched by a large number of people with that strange gaze, Li Mad was still calm, and said to everyone with a smile:
"Leave us alone, everyone go ahead!"
Zhao Tian covered his face, deeply feeling that the guy next to him had the potential to be funny, and hurriedly dragged Li Mad, who was still smiling there, out of the restaurant.
"Is that husky your pet? Li Yan asked curiously.
When he arrived at the sky and got out of the restaurant's sight, Zhao Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Without answering Li Yan's question, Zhao Tian released the domain, sensed the energy changes between the surrounding heaven and earth, and chased after him in the direction where a dog and a bird left. At this moment, Qufu, Shandong, where the Wendao Conference was held, is an ancient city full of Confucian culture.
This place is called the Jerusalem of the East, the city of Confucius, and I don't know how many strong people are hidden.
Now, the hidden vein of the Confucian family, which has disappeared for more than 2,000 years, has reappeared, and the Wendao Conference has been held.
Now Qufu, Shandong, the wind and clouds are changing, the undercurrent is turbulent, I don't know how many strong people are hidden, it can be called the Longtan tiger's den, very dangerous!
Moreover, as time went by, more and more strong people rushed in, not only the cultivators, but also many strong people from the major cultivation systems, making the city more and more dangerous.
However, it was in this situation that several mysterious black-robed people took advantage of the slightly chaotic situation in the city now, without attracting anyone's attention, and quietly came to an ancient and deep manor.
In front of a lavish hall, several black-clothed men stood still, and the leader raised his head, revealing a pale middle-aged face that did not look like a living person.
He gazed at the plaque directly above the gate, which was engraved with two ancient characters full of infinite mysteries, 'Confucian Family'.
Obviously, the black-robed mysterious man in the lead knew those two ancient characters, and as he looked at it, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a mocking smile.
I only heard him say in a very slight voice: "Speaking of which, the Kong family can be regarded as the real descendants of Confucius, I don't know what Confucius's old guy will do in the end."
If it were me, I would have been unable to resist destroying this group of unscrupulous descendants first!
From this point of view, Confucius's state is probably also very special. β
Lowering his head, the shadow formed by the hood completely enveloped him, and several mysterious black-robed people of unknown origin walked straight into the main hall.
From beginning to end, there has not been a single guard in this Confucian manor and the most core hall of the Yansheng Mansion.
A few hours later, the closed door was reopened, and several mysterious black-robed men quietly left the Confucian manor without anyone noticing.
The contemporary head of the Confucian family, the gray-haired Kong Decai, who was over the age of old, sat alone on a Taishi chair in the main hall, watching the backs of several mysterious black-robed people disappear behind the gate, his expression was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
Half an hour later, the door clicked open again, and a middle-aged man with a face five or six points similar to Kong Decai walked in cautiously.
Standing in front of his father, Kong Donghan looked worried, paced back and forth for two steps, and finally couldn't help asking:
"Do we Kong family really have to promise those people? What if we fail in the end, in that case, our Kong family will definitely be completely destroyed!"
There were no lights in the hall, only a row of candles providing a not-so-bright light, and dark shadows danced on Kong Decai's face, alternating between flickering and making it impossible to see his facial expression.
Silence, and long silence.
Seeing this scene, Kong Donghan gritted his teeth, and then continued:
"Even if the matter succeeds in the end, the best outcome for our Kong family is probably to join those people, and those people are not good people!
And I think that after all, we are all real Confucian bloodlines, and his old man may not beβ"
"Enough!"
With a broken drink, Kong Donghan had to stop talking, looking a little at a loss.
"If we do it, the Kong family still has a glimmer of life, otherwise it will inevitably perish. Kong Decai said hoarsely.
He looked at his son, the incomprehension and anxiety in the latter's eyes were easily captured by him, and he secretly shook his head in his heart, as the leader of the Kong family, he understood the current situation better than his son.
For more than 2,000 years, the original main lineage of the Confucian family has been hidden, resulting in our original branch gradually becoming the real Confucian family for a long time.
Not only the world thinks so, but even we ourselves feel that we are the real Confucian family.
However, our background is not enough at all, there are not enough strong people, in order to continue to the present in the long years, how many things have our Confucian family done that make the world laugh and shame our ancestors.
Sighing in his heart, Kong Decai has been feeling very anxious since he knew that the hidden vein of the Kong family suddenly appeared.
He knew very well that if it was really the return of Confucius, then with what he had done in his vein for more than 2,000 years, I am afraid that without others doing it, Confucius would directly kill them.
I can only fight for my life!
"Although Confucius is our ancestor, for more than 2,000 years, Confucius has only been a symbol for us.
There is no need for a living Confucius in this world!
Kong Decai asked, but his voice was unusually calm, as if as the head of the Kong family, it was very common to say such words.
"Legend has it that Confucius is a strong man who has reached the forbidden realm, can we really do it?" Kong Donghan was worried, thinking that it was impossible to defeat Confucius.
Standing up from the Taishi's chair, Kong Decai stepped on the light and dark mottled ground calmly and indifferently, and walked straight to the door.
"We don't need to scare ourselves, the current Confucius is either extremely seriously injured or has great limitations, and our chances of success are also very good. β
Listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther away, Kong Donghan frowned, carefully thinking about every word his father had said today.
After half a ring, Kong Donghan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.
I could hear him muttering constantly: "Wendao Conference...
I am afraid that this matter was made by Confucius, and it is very likely that it has some special effect.
On the other side, after several mysterious black-robed people left the Kong Family Manor, they went straight into the deep mountains and old forests, and soon disappeared.
A few hours later, somewhere in the forest, a plane spewed a pale blue flame stream and soared directly into the sky, heading northeast.
A day later, on an unnamed airport where Japan was located, the planes of several mysterious black-robed people were slowly landing.
The staff at the airport come and go, constantly busy, and at first glance it looks quite prosperous!
However, if you look closely, you will find that these staff members have dull eyes, pale skin, and no life fluctuations on their bodies, and they are actually dead people!
Getting off the plane, several black-robed people walked in this strange airport, and they seemed to be a little hairy.
"These corpses are disgusting!
Why doesn't the organization arrange for some living people to come? β
Someone complained, quite unhappy, and directly shot out a corpse next to him to blow it up to vent.
Glancing at it, the middle-aged man at the head didn't say anything, but just quickened his pace intentionally or unintentionally.
Through the passage, several people came to the waiting room, and there was no waiting room at all, which was very weird!