Guanjiang Qian's family, martial arts.

"Whether it's Guanjiang or Wangjiang, Sanqi, you don't think this name is too vulgar." A little fat man sat on the ground embarrassed, looked at the woman who never left the ancestral hall and smiled and asked.

"Uncle, you can't fight yet, if you don't fight, I'll go back and continue to do my homework." The woman didn't want to answer this question, and looked at the guy who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead after taking a few moves in her hands, and sighed helplessly.

"Don't, if you leave, I will be taken to the master again, obviously just thinking about using this auction to relax myself for a few days, how can I think of returning to the Qian family and being busy with other people's family affairs, I owe you." Hey, when you go out, you should believe in your own divination once......"

The little fat man was still chattering, and the woman had already raised her steps and returned to her yard.

"Sanqi, Sanqi, so you're still too tender!" Watching the woman walk away, the little fat man lying on the ground crying suddenly showed a smile, took out a key from his arms and raised his hand and pointed lightly at the Tibetan Scripture Building in the distance. The shape of the key is quite quaint, and the word written on it is not money, but a rune that ordinary cultivators can't read. The little fat man heard from the drunk Sanqi that this should be the word Jiang.

"I want to see what kind of immortal the Jiang family is?" The little fat man pinched the key in his hand, looked around and no one noticed him, and then rubbed his ass and walked back to his room screaming.

The little fat man was originally a very important existence by the family as the patriarch's sister-in-law, but this guy really doesn't like to practice, as long as no one is supervising him, he will definitely think of ideas to escape outside to play, which makes the entourage who supervises this guy also have a headache.

In addition, there was another Qian Sanqi and Qian Baibai in the back, and the clan turned its attention to these two little girls who were a generation younger, which made the little fat man really relieved, and he was usually more casual. The clan wanted the two little girls to persuade the uncle, but within a few days, the little fat man was almost crooked, and the patriarch was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, so he dispelled the idea of helping this person who couldn't help Adou.

The little fat man bypassed the guards in a familiar way, and a few dodged to the underground of the scripture building. Looking at the iron door in front of him, which was tightly sealed by a big lock, he took a deep breath, took out the key from his arms, recalled the trick that came out of Baibai's mouth, and whispered:

"The covenant of seven days and seven days, and the three years and the three years. The sun and the moon are bright, and the flowers bloom and ......"

After reciting for half an hour, the little fat man's mouth was a little dry before he finished reciting the technique. Seeing that the key in his hand was glowing and deformed, and finally turned into a sledgehammer, the little fat man was stunned, was there something wrong, and weighed the sledgehammer, which was heavier than the long sword he usually practiced, you must know that it was a famous sword that sealed a landscape.

"This sledgehammer is a bit weird, but do you really want me to smash this iron door with a sledgehammer?" The little fat man scratched his head, tried a few times, and found that he was a little struggling, so he could only helplessly put down the sledgehammer in his hand, thinking about whether he had missed any steps.

"Is there anything else in the clan that I haven't found?" The little fat man squatted on the ground and carved the planned route this time, never remembering his omissions, looking at the iron door, he shook his head helplessly, turned around and put away the sledgehammer and walked back.

After walking a few steps, the little fat man stopped, turned to look at the door covered with iron chains, picked up the sledgehammer in his hand and slashed the sword trick, and then smashed the seal on the door with a hammer. With a loud bang, the iron lock was smashed to the ground, and the little fat man panted and put away the sledgehammer in his hand, muttering that he didn't think that he had to verify the mantra, and how could he still need a bloodline to open it.

The little fat man simply wrapped the wound on his hand, looked at the iron door and rubbed his hands excitedly. Remembering the night when he was found by his mother when he was a child, the little fat man smiled a little nostalgically, he was really ignorant at that time, because it was dark here and he was afraid to shout when he couldn't see the light, and as a result, he triggered the life-saving jade pendant on his neck, so that his mother found him.

The iron gate didn't look heavy, but when the little fat man touched it, he felt the scrutinizing gaze, and he thought that it should be some kind of bloodline verification method. The little fat man's hand increased a little harder, pushed open the iron door, looked at the fog in front of the door, gritted his teeth and walked in.

To the surprise of the little fat man, as he stepped towards the mist, the mist slowly dispersed, revealing the scenery hidden by the mist, looking at the dense bamboo forest in front of him, the little fat man was stunned and continued to walk deeper.

The bamboo forest was quiet, and there was no birdsong, so the little fat man's heart never dared to let go, but thinking of the glimpse of being here when he was a child, he gritted his teeth and continued to walk deeper.

After walking dozens of steps, the compass used to guide the way in the little fat man's hand let out a mournful roar and broke in half, which frightened the little fat man and took several steps back. looked around at the bamboo forest around him, only heard the rustle of bamboo leaves in the breeze, but he didn't notice any malice, so the little fat man breathed a sigh of relief and put away the compass that was broken in two, wiped the sweat on his forehead and continued to walk inside.

It's just that before he took a few steps, the fog that had already dispersed came up again, making the little fat man's outstretched right foot dare not put it down. Just when the little fat man was beating the drum in his heart, he heard an old voice: "Little guy, since you are here, why don't you come in and talk about it!" ”

"If you want me to come in, the fog will clear, how can you treat guests like this." The little fat man was not timid at all, and replied into the depths of the mist. There was a sound of laughter from the depths, which made the little fat man a little confused, and then he heard the old voice say: "Then I'll help you disperse, after so many years, you little guy is the first to visit the old man." ”

As the old man's words fell, the fog gradually dissipated, revealing the uneven bamboo forest, the little fat man looked at the bamboo that emitted this faint fluorescence, swallowed his saliva, if you read it correctly, this seems to be the jade sword bamboo that is most talked about by those sword cultivators, the whole body is white, straight and unyielding, not afraid of water and fire......

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, the little fat man could only reluctantly give up the idea of digging bamboo and continue to walk to the depths of the bamboo forest.

After walking for half an hour, the little fat man saw a white-haired old man with a smile on his face sitting in front of a chessboard looking at himself, no, the little fat man reacted a little, looked back behind him, and saw a young man with a blurred face. The young man didn't care about the little fat man, saluted the old man slightly, and then found a stone bench on the side and sat down far away, making the little fat man a little overwhelmed.

"Little one, do you know how to play chess?" The old man smiled at the young man, and then said to the little fat man, making this guy who was already a little confused jump directly.

Looking at this startled little guy, the old man laughed a few more times, and the little fat man reacted and replied cautiously: "What is the benefit of my predecessors asking me to play chess?" ”

"Playing chess is a creation for you, do you want any benefits?" The old man's face was a little strange, but he still looked happily at the little fat man in front of him whose legs were trembling.

Noticing that the other party was looking at his trembling legs, the little fat man hurriedly pinched a trick to stabilize his breath, took a deep breath, looked at this unhurried and waited for himself to answer the old man and said: "My family has such a family motto, there is definitely a problem with the creation of Bailai, we only need what we deserve." ”

"It's a good family motto, but I don't think I had this rule in the first place!" The old man touched his beard, and still looked at the little fat man in front of him who had already sat opposite with a smile on his face.

"I ordered this training, of course you don't know. Wait, who are you? The little fat man reacted at this time, looking at the smiling white-haired old man in front of him a little frightened, and wanted to retreat but was dragged by the old man's hand, and noticed that the old man had no emotion, so he cautiously asked: "You won't be my Qian family......"

"It's not important, but your baby has a very good appetite for me, if I were like you, maybe I wouldn't have sat here for so many years." The old man waved his hand, picked up a chess piece and landed it, looking at the little fat man who was still frightened and comforted.

Only then did the little fat man come back to his senses, noticed the other party's invitation, picked up a chess piece and dropped it, and said tentatively: "Can you tell me about the relationship between the Qian family and the Jiang family?" ”

"Jiang family, when my little sister wanted to die or marry the bastard of the Jiang family, I now help him carry his debts, it's as simple as that." The old man recalled and said a few words, but he remembered something, and looked at the little fat man's clear eyes and finally did not say it completely.

The little fat man roughly guessed from these sentences, and asked tentatively: "So the nine families of Guanjiang are actually ......."

"It's not, who can explain the things about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds back then?" The old man's face was full of nostalgia, and let the little fat man slander you elders like to talk half and leave half left.

"Little one, it's not that we don't want to talk about it, it's that it's not time yet." The old man shook his head and continued to pat the chess pieces in his hand, looking at the little fat man's eyes were full of relief, no wonder it would be such a little guy who came here, old man, I really want to go out and teach well!

"Little guy, since you have come here, the clan should have left you some files, and you can understand it by going back and checking it with your wisdom, and you don't need the old man to explain these things to you." The old man's words made the little fat man look away a little embarrassed, and finally explained his plan under the old man's puzzled eyes.

The old man also laughed after hearing this, but his face was still a little strange, and he noticed that the little fat man still looked like he was cautious and wanted to escape, and asked slowly: "Little guy, don't you think that those two little girls who can be casually talked to by you will be the real inheritors of the clan, right?" ”