Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Truth That Has Been Deposited for Many Years!
Bai Yang followed Bai Bushi all the way through the avenue of the mansion and came to the front of the study.
Bai Bushi didn't say a word, and walked into the study with a calm face, but Bai Yang was thinking in his heart about what his grandfather, who had not been masked for a long time, had in mind.
At the beginning, when the old man of the entire Bai family objected to giving his mother a name and washing away the name of his illegitimate son, his biological grandfather never showed up, nor did he say a word. At that time, with his status in the Bai family, as long as he was willing to say a word, Bai Yang didn't believe that those people could make any waves, but he didn't, and even deliberately alienated the two of them, making those people even more rampant. However, those people are certainly hateful, but Bai Yang will inevitably have a slight complaint about Bai Bushi's inaction.
You didn't speak back then, but now you are here to look like a good grandfather, why bother? Bai Yang thought, but there was an inexplicable sense of stagnation in his heart, he shook his head, and after stepping into the study, he saw Bai Bushi standing in front of the bookshelf silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, and when he came in, Bai Bushi suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out a scroll from a dark grid.
Bai Bushi spread it out and handed it to Bai Yang, this old man with a high status in the Bai family, there was a slight tremor in his tone, "This painting is something left to you by your father." Before, you were too young to put this thing in your hands, but now that you have grown up, some things naturally have to be known to you. ”
Bai Yang took the open picture scroll, and looked at it, the painting was actually a beautiful woman in white, smiling, pretty, and natural, as if the person in the painting was a living person, and the woman in the painting also gave Bai Yang a familiar feeling.
"It's ...... My mother?" Bai Yangleng looked at it for a long time before he realized that the person in the painting was actually his dear who had been dead for many years.
The old man nodded, his face disappeared into the shadows of the study, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, and said lightly: "Do you know that I have never justified your two names over the years?"
When Bai Yang heard this, his face was full of excitement, back then their mother and son were struggling in the Bai family, a woman with no name, guarding a large piece of family business left by her son and missing husband, how many greedy and covetous hungry wolves would be stared at?
Over the years, how many grievances has he suffered in the Bai family, how much infamy has he carried, and how much infamy has he been scarred for? Zuihou was sent to the Xuanjian Sect as an outcast to fend for himself, and who has considered his feelings?
At this time, Bai Bushi's words ignited the anger that had accumulated in Bai Yang's heart for many years, but he quickly restrained his emotions and said expressionlessly: "What is it for?"
Bai Bushi glanced at Bai Yang, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. Secretly said that this son was so able to forbear, and he couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, this child is really his own grandson, and his stubborn third son is simply a temper carved out of a mold!
"This portrait is called "The Holy Maiden of the Divine Sect", and your mother is the Holy Maiden of the Eastern Capital Demon Gate, the Holy Maiden of the Divine Sect!" After Bai Bushi paused, Bai Yang's eardrums buzzed with a shock, and the whole person stood stunned on the spot and didn't know what to say.
Bai Bushi glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "I originally planned to hide this matter from you all the time, but it wasn't until just now, when I realized that your realm actually had six levels of Qi, that I made up my mind to let you know the truth." Your father, he traveled in the Eastern Capital Continent back then, met your mother, and the two of them made a private agreement for life, zuihou was noticed by the sect master of the Divine Sect, at that time your mother was already pregnant with you, and was beaten by the sect master of the Divine Sect with a trick to abolish the body, she tried her best to prevent you from being stillborn, and returned to the Bai family with your father. Do you think your mother was angry with the Bai family? You are wrong, she was injured by the Divine Sect Master's [Broken Taixu], and her life was not long, your father lurked in the Eastern Capital Continent for an unknown amount of time in order to save her, and when he learned that she died, he refused to come back, and vowed to take revenge on the Divine Sect. ”
"Your mother's real name is Lu Hongli, not Chen Xueying, and she is incognito just so that you won't be found by the enemies of the Demon Gate Divine Sect. Bai Bushi said everything in one breath, observing Bai Yang's reaction, and found that Bai Yang had changed from shock at the beginning to thinking and doubting.
Sure enough, Bai Yang raised his head, looked directly at this old man who should have been called his grandfather, and said in a deep voice: "Holy daughter of the Divine Sect? This is the reason why you were helpless against our mother and son back then? Our orphans and widows have been sneered at by the people of the Bai family all these years, and you have never reached out to help once, just because my mother is the holy daughter of the Divine Sect?"
There was a tremor in Bai Yang's tone, not only because after learning the truth, his long-standing thoughts were subverted, but also because he felt aggrieved and angry because of the inaction of the old man in front of him.
Bai Bushi was silent, and in the face of Bai Yang's questioning, he really didn't have any reason to refute. Because over the years, he has indeed deliberately alienated Bai Yang's mother and son, whether it was when his daughter-in-law Lu Hongli was alive, or after her death, Bai Yang's status in the Bai family plummeted, and when he was bullied, he never showed up to help. Because he felt that his grandson had no cultivation talent, and it might be the best choice to spend his life ordinary, if he gave help, then it might not be a good thing for Bai Yang.
An illegitimate son with no name, who is still loved by the old man of the Bai family, will only make enemies everywhere for Bai Yang, and even within the Bai family, no one will tolerate him.
Bai Bushi didn't appear, and those people might just make things difficult for Bai Yang and humiliate him, but they wouldn't kill him. But once Bai Bushi appears, the impersonal family struggle will fall on this child.
Spending his life ordinarily and ordinarily is Bai Bushi's expectation of Bai Yang, but when he found out that Bai Yang actually had the cultivation realm of the sixth stage of Gangqi, he knew that his ideas were still going to be in vain.
"I'm not going to explain anything to you, because sooner or later you'll understand. Bai Bushi turned around, his tall figure looked a little lonely, "Telling you these things is also because you have the right to know, and now you have a certain ability to protect yourself, you should bear this revenge yourself." ”
Bai Yang took a deep breath, stared at the somewhat lonely back of the old man in front of him, and gritted his teeth, but he couldn't raise much hatred. He rolled up the scroll in his hand, and with a flash of light on his hand, he put it into the storage ring, and then stared at Bai Bushi's back, and said slowly: "xiexie." ”
Bai Bushi's figure trembled slightly, he didn't look back, and the atmosphere was silent.
"Maybe I'll hate you for what you did, but I'm still going Xiexie you didn't keep me in the dark. Bai Yang bowed deeply to the old man, then turned around and walked out of the study.
There was only one person left in the study, and this Tianyuan Realm powerhouse who was one of the few in the Southern Wilderness Continent actually sighed, and his back was slightly rickety, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.