"The villain's house is shabby, and there is nothing to entertain the captain, only this coarse tea for you to quench your thirst."

Out of fear of military attachés.

Yan San can be said to be trembling at the Wu Mourning who came to the door, lest there be something inconsiderate about the hospitality, which will anger this big official, and then order someone to torture him into the Flying Eagle Division and beat him violently, but he saw the official who was obediently waiting for dispatch outside, and he had never seen a wolf-like official so peaceful.

Obviously, Yan San was too worried.

Wu Mian did not dislike the coarse tea, and drank it all.

He got straight to the point.

asked if Yan San's family had any records related to the Later Song Dynasty army, or ancient books such as biographies of ancestors, and Yan San also gave Wu Mourning a piece of news that was not bad but not good.

Yan San grew up listening to his parents tell the story of his ancestor Little General since he was a child.

What is known is limited to the story.

But this kind of story is likely to be made up, made up by later generations in order to put gold on their predecessors or put children to sleep, so it may be of little help to Wu Mourning. Despite this, Wu Mourning still took out a treasure note and motioned for Yan San to tell the story he heard when he was a child.

Under the dual spell of treasure money and official position, Yan San quickly told the story.

This story also has a name: General Yan beheaded the mountain god.

Legend has it that after the Song Dynasty army went on a northern expedition, smashed the Yellow Dragon, and on the way to recover their homeland, they encountered the chaotic northern land, and all kinds of obscene and evil sacrifices could be seen almost everywhere. At that time, the degree of chaos in the north was beyond imagination, and most of the generals of the Northern Expeditionary Army were unwilling to waste their precious strength on it.

Except for General Yan, a partial general who has military merits and has just been promoted from the personal guard.

One day when the army passed by a certain mountain.

General Yan witnessed a cruel living sacrifice to the mountain god.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally he drew his sword in anger and beheaded the shaman, and destroyed the temple, and then rushed into the mountain alone with his beloved short sword.

General Yan, covered in blood, returns.

He told everyone that the disqualified mountain god had been killed by him, and there was no need to worry about evil and harming people.

And the people rejoiced, and a great feast was held.

They were all drunk.

The next day, everyone woke up, but General Yan was gone, and only his beloved short sword was found on the case. When he was panicking, he saw the bones of General Yan being carried out of the mountain, and the four were kneeling and weeping at the general's bones a few times, and then retreated to the mountains and forests and disappeared.

It turned out that General Yan had died with the multi-armed mountain god.

The story doesn't end here.

Yan San talked about the miracle of his ancestor after his death, and after General Yan's death, he dreamed of his family, saying that although he died, his merits were recognized by God, and he was ready to ascend from the underworld to become an official in heaven. If the descendants are in trouble, they can hold the sword he left in the world, and on the first day of June every year, find a high mountain, see the red-robed gods, and ask him for help.

"Have you tried?"

Listening to the story with relish, it was finally Wu Mourning, who had grasped the point, asked curiously.

"I tried, but I didn't see the man of God."

Yan San replied with a wry smile.

At that time, he was addicted to gambling, and he not only cheated for money, but also did not let go of any gods. His own family heirloom, of course he tried.

"But it is said that my great-grandfather had seen the man of God, and the man of God gave him his portrait. But later, the family fell into the middle of the road, and the portrait was also sold, and it was exchanged for silver money to save the emergency. As for who it was sold to, and what the portrait looked like, it is unknown, the only thing known is that it is a portrait of a red-robed god, the picture is simple, the paint is bright, and if it is placed under the sun, red light can be seen. ”

Wu Mian carefully examined the portrait again.

After learning that Yan San's great-ancestor was said to be a martial artist, and that he was a martial artist with a miraculous appearance, Wu Mourning could basically determine that the portrait of the red-robed god was what he needed.

It can be said that knowing its existence is already worth the trip!

Later, Wu Mourning asked about his great-grandfather's later situation.

turned out to be a little speechless, Yan San's great-ancestor suddenly fell ill one day and went directly to the west. According to the doctor, it was a disorder within the five internal diseases, and he died violently, and there was no medicine to treat.

According to Wu Mourning's own experience.

This may be that the exercises are not complete, and when they reach Qizang, they still practice deeply, and even get involved in the two realms of qi and spirit, and as a result, they practice alive and die.

Is it true......

It's hard to put into words! ’

When he came out of Yansan's house, Wu Mourning couldn't help but be happy. Fortunately, he had already completed the exercises and achieved the nine turns of the Divine Gate, instead of frantically adding points to the explosion on the thirteen swords in the trapping formation. Coming to find this rotten gambler today, it can be regarded as a gain, and it has squeezed out the value of Nantang in martial arts.

left some money for this Yan San.

Wu Mian was a little worried about the recurrence of this old disease, and he had to gamble again if he had money, so he ordered the officials behind him.

"If this Yan San still dares to gamble in the future, you can break his two hands, and then write to me, I will guarantee that you are fine." With this heavy insurance, there is no need to worry, well, Wu Mian suddenly felt that he was a little wiser than the little senior sister.

"Captain Wu has good intentions for this rotten gambler."

The official slapped a stiff sycophant.

Wu Mian enjoyed this sycophant very much, and couldn't help laughing. The two of them went one after the other, quite a bit of the taste of fish and meat in the country, and the nearby chickens and dogs jumped suddenly, and even the widow couldn't help but close the door tightly in broad daylight, but she couldn't help but look at the man who was quite a bit crazy.

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When Takesara returned home, she felt like she had been hit critically.

What's the deal with these two so beautiful young ladies?

Was it all snatched by her somewhat wooden brother? Wrong! Wu Mourning fascinated the usually arrogant female members at the school gate, and they must have learned badly!

Facing the two prospective sisters-in-law who are enthusiastic and cheerful and poignant and secluded.

Takesara was determined to save them from his demon brother.

As a result, as soon as they talked, Wu Yaluo was particularly shocked.

The martial arts mourning in the mouths of Lian Suniang and Mei Guxue is simply a perfect handsome guy, a hero who saves others in danger, a beautiful man who falls in love at first sight, and an elegant and good man who respects people from the bottom of his heart.

Is this reasonable?

Wu Yaluo was as accustomed to scratching her head as Wu Mourning, and she couldn't associate the above words with her brother, who would show a murderous smile from time to time. Could it be that Wu Mourning has really become a gentle noble son in Yushan, just thinking about it like this, Wu Ayaluo can't help but tremble.

Her instinctive feeling was that it didn't match Wu Mourning's painting style.

However, under Lian Suniang's persistence and Mei Guxue's talent, Wu Yaluo soon fell, but she woke up in time and shattered her illusions with the filter of living with Wu Mourning since she was a child, and at the same time broke out in a cold sweat.

It's over, it's hopeless.

These two young ladies are afraid that they will be fascinated.

Since the kicking failed, as a good sister of Wu Mourning, Wu Ayaluo decided to change her thinking and change from playing football to kicking people. So Wu Yaluo sneaked into his parents' room, searched through the cabinets, and finally came up with his own magic weapon, Wu Mourning from childhood to adulthood!

They are here from one to sixteen years old.

After the development and popularization of photo technology in Zhuxia, weddings, funerals, weddings and other memorable moments, families with a little money will choose to leave a memorial.

Wu Mian's appearance when he was a child was indeed a bit of a thin monkey, and at first glance, he lacked exercise.

It looks stupid in the photo.

This must have nothing to do with being handsome and handsome, right?

Wu Ayaluo is full of confidence, as long as he shows this to the two sisters Lian Suniang and Mei Guxue, it will definitely break the illusion of Wu Mourning and fully realize what kind of person he is. Taking advantage of his mother's inattention, Wu Yaluo, who seized the opportunity, immediately presented the photo album.

Then she heard it......

"So cute! Was it so fun when my junior brother was a child?! Lian Suniang seemed to have discovered a new world, grabbing the album and reluctant to let go.

Mei Guxue didn't speak.

But at this moment, her eyes lit up, her snort seemed to be a little worse, looking at the photos of Wu Mourning from childhood to adulthood, but she looked even more sad and miserable, thinking that if she had such a younger brother when she was a child, maybe her upside-down life would be much better, and she would not be so lonely.

Lan Mu, who happened to come back, couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker when she saw this scene.

This silly girl.

I don't know what it means to be in the eyes of a lover.

However, she still pinched Wu Ayaluo's ears with a smile and quietly took it to the side, leaving the two girls to look at Wu Mourning's stunned appearance when she was a child.

"This girl, do you have to spoil your brother's good deeds?"

"He's done a good thing, won't he hurt me anymore." Wu Yaluo's head tilted to the side, and he couldn't help but mumble in his mouth.

"You are stupid, think about it, if you have two more sisters-in-law, will the three of you hurt you together in the end? If they have a bite to eat, will they starve you? ”

"That's right!"

Wu Yaluo suddenly realized.

It seems that this is indeed the case, if one person hurts himself, how can three people hurt together. It's obvious that there is a problem of calculation, three times the love is definitely better than one person, not to mention that Wu Mian used to often grab food with her.

"Okay, you, just please them more, my mother will go outside to entertain your uncle and uncle, before your brother comes back, help him relieve his sisters' boredom, you can say whatever you ask, don't talk nonsense if you don't know." Lan Mu tapped the naughty daughter's head uneasily.

"Oh, don't worry, mother, why do they need me to relieve their boredom."

Wu Ayaluo couldn't help but purse his mouth.

Lian Suniang and Mei Guxue are indeed happy.

You must know that they are all Wu Mourning's senior sisters, but as senior sisters, they always feel that something is missing, and when they saw the photos of Wu Mourning from childhood to adulthood, they suddenly understood that what they lacked was their understanding of Wu Mourning's past as a junior brother.

When his beloved, when he was a child, he was discovered.

Both of them felt a sense of joy in their hearts that the image of Wu Mourning had been completely completed.

The love has also become a little stronger.

(End of chapter)