When Zhu Jianyi came to the door of the old mansion.

Faintly, a cacophony of voices reached his ears.

"There are talking and laughing inside, and it seems that the whole family gets along quite well. ”

"By the way, if I break in for a while, will I ruin everyone's interest?"

Zhu Jianwu muttered two sentences to himself.

Then he rolled over and dismounted, and walked over and knocked on the door.

Knocked three times with a lot of force.

Soon, with a squeak, the door opened.

Immediately, a middle-aged man with a white face came into Zhu Jian's eyes.

Zhu Jian glanced up and down, he didn't know this person, and thought that it should be the servant who was recruited later.

The servant also looked him up and down, and when he saw that he was wearing a hat and did not dare to show his true face, he felt that the visitor was not good, so he asked without a good voice: "Hey, who is your Excellency, and what do you want to do here?"

Zhu Jian was not annoyed, and said in a very flat tone: "My name is Zhu Jian, of course I want to meet my grandfather Zhu Wenshan here, how about you go in and tell my grandfather?"

The servant looked stunned and said, "Your name is Zhu Jian, and you are the master's grandson, why haven't I heard of it?"

Zhu Jian said: "I haven't stayed in Luoying City in the past few years, so you haven't heard of me, that's normal, isn't it?"

The servant sighed and asked, "Tell me, then, who is your father?"

Zhu Jian said: "My father's name is Zhu Changqing, my mother's name is Wen Jing, I have a younger sister named Julie, and a younger brother named Zhu Sheng...... Is it okay to report so much, do you want me to report some uncles and uncles and other names to you?"

The servant sneered, and said, "Then there is no need......," and after a pause, he added, "Wait here for a moment, and I will go in and pay homage to my master." ”

Zhu Jian said: "Okay, then you will have to work." ”

......

A spacious and bright hall.

I saw that a huge table of eight immortals was full of people sitting around.

There are old and young.

There are men and women.

There are about 30 people.

There are a variety of delicious meals on the table.

The atmosphere is very good.

Among them, sitting on the main seat is an old man, who is in good spirits in the age of sixtieth.

Well, there is no need to rap, this ordinary-looking old man is Zhu Jian's own grandfather - Zhu Wenshan.

This person is a martial monarch of the Spirit Martial Realm, and his aura is very powerful.

Iron-blooded tenderness and flexibility.

A martial artist at this level is in the stage of refining blood, and his muscles and bones can be rigid and flexible under the infiltration of iron and blood, and his movements are extremely flexible.

Therefore, don't look at him as an old man, but once he starts to use martial arts, his hands and feet are very sharp, and no one dares to underestimate him.

According to the rules of the Zhu family, anyone who cultivates to reach the realm of Lingwu is qualified to enter the elder group and become an elder with a certain amount of power.

Therefore, don't look at this Zhu Wenshan's appearance is very ordinary, but in the area of Luoying City, he is a big man with a head and a face, and he is famous.

At this moment, I saw a servant striding into the hall.

He walked directly to Zhu Wenshan's side and whispered: "Master, a young man named Zhu Jian came outside, claiming to be your grandson, and said that he wanted to come in and see you." ”

"Huh?" Zhu Wenshan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said, "The old man seems to have such a grandson...... Old knife, you go and call him in first. ”

"Yes!"

The servant, known as the Old Knife, answered, and then turned away.

"Zhu Jian is back?"

"I can't imagine that he didn't die outside?"

"He even has the face to come back?"

“......”

Although the voice of the servant just now was a little low, almost everyone present heard it, and it immediately caused a discussion.

......

Outside the door of the old house.

Zhu Jian stood there with his hands on his back, not knowing what he was thinking?

Soon the servant was gone and returned.

Zhu Jian glanced up at the other party and said, "What did my grandfather say?"

The servant said, "My master has let you in, so please come with me." ”

"Okay!"

Zhu Jian responded.

Then he went with the servants into the door, and into the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, the people inside were silent and turned their eyes to him.

Originally, some people wanted to make fun of him.

However, once I saw him standing there calmly, with a straight body and a lofty spirit, I suddenly didn't know what to say for a while.

In everyone's expectation, after this Zhu Jian, who was infected with a strange disease, ran away from home, he was a lonely person living in the world, even if he was lucky enough to survive, he must have lived a very depressed life.

How do you know that at this time, this kid's spirit is quite good, and he doesn't look down-and-out at all.

As a result, some people couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts, thinking that most of the people in front of them were not the real Zhu Jian, but pretended.

But I can't figure out why someone would impersonate him?

Zhu Jian glanced at everyone, and finally fell on Zhu Wenshan's body, and said: "Junior, Zhu Jian, has seen grandpa and all the elders, I wish you good health." ”

Zhu Wenshan glanced at him up and down and said, "Are you really Zhu Jian?"

Zhu Jian said: "Yes! I am Zhu Jian, just like a fake." After a pause, he added, "Although it has been six years since I ran away from home, and my appearance has changed a little, my voice has not changed much, I think all the elders here should still remember, right?"

Zhu Wenshan nodded, pondered for a while, and then asked: "Didn't you have a strange disease that caused your body to become swollen, and it seems to be better now?"

Zhu Jian said: "That's a strange disease, inexplicably come, inexplicably go, I am indeed unharmed now." ”

Zhu Wenshan said: "Okay! If you are well, everything will be fine!" After a pause, he said, "Can you take off the hat and let everyone see what you look like now?"

Zhu Jian hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes! Anyway, it's not unsightly now." ”

So saying, he took off his hat.

Suddenly, a handsome face came into everyone's eyes.

"Jian'er, it's really your ......"

The woman named Wen Jing was Zhu Jian's mother, and as soon as she saw Zhu Jian revealing her true face in Lushan, her expression suddenly became a little complicated.

Looking at her appearance, it seemed that she wanted to rush over and hug her son.

But she seemed to be afraid of something, and as soon as she looked ashamed, she restrained her impulse.

Zhu Jian moved his gaze to his mother, smiled faintly, and said, "Mother, hello, I am indeed born to you...... But now I'm not the same Zhu Jian as I used to be......"

There was some indifference in tone.

The implication is that she doesn't want to recognize her as a mother.

When his father Zhu Changqing heard this, he was very unhappy, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, looking at your indifferent and ruthless expression, it seems that you no longer regard this place as your home, so why are you coming back?"