As soon as he entered the door of the small restaurant, a neatly dressed junior envoy let Han Li inside.

Han Li didn't go to the second floor either, he just found a remote corner on the first floor and sat down, ordered a few side dishes, and looked at everything in the restaurant without saying a word.

There were many guests on the first floor, not much different from other restaurants that Han Li had seen before. Whether it's a porter coolie or a merchant who goes into the city to do a small business, you name it.

The only thing that is a little eye-catching is the big man in a strong suit at a table.

There were more than five or six of them, each carrying a strip of cloth several feet long, which he placed at his side. Han Li didn't need to scan it with his divine sense, and he immediately guessed that there were all swords and blades inside. Looking at the uniform costumes of these people, most of them are from which gang.

However, this also made Han Li feel a little cordial, and he remembered the various situations in the Seven Xuanmen that day.

The divine sense turned to these people, and the faint words of these people were clearly in their ears, and sure enough, they were all about the killing of some gangs. Han Li lost interest after listening for a while, and his gaze turned to the others, intending to shift his attention to the others.

At this moment, two young Confucian students walked in from outside the restaurant. The two of them spoke with their eyebrows fluttering as they walked forward slowly.

"I heard that this time Han Shilang returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors, not only the state commander will come to visit in person, but even the Fan and Li families will also send people to come. It seems that the Han family is really going to do it this time, and they can't keep a low profile. “

"No, I heard that it was for this ancestor worship. Han Jiaguang sent a letter to recall the branch clansmen from all over the country, regardless of distance and proximity. Even the slightly famous squires in Jingzhou also sent people to watch the ceremony. I think the Han family will soon be tied with the Fan and Li families as the three major families in Jingzhou. ”

It is said that the rise of the Han family has only been more than a hundred years. It's just that loud. (It's incredible!)

"What's so strange about that. The Han family never knew which generation had a relative of Xie Yuan, and since then it has been out of control. The descendants of the younger generations have been tested for fame, so it is not strange that several generations have accumulated such a scene. As. We'll go ...... then."

The two Confucian scholars casually sat down at a table near Han Li.

"Han family!" Han Li was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly wanted to continue listening. But the two men changed their minds. Let's talk about some verses and stuff. It made Han Li feel depressed.

However, after his mind turned around. Suddenly, he got up and walked towards the two Confucian scholars.

"The two brothers, in Xia Han Li. I don't know which Han family I just talked about. Coming here is also to receive the letter and return to the ancestral home. It's just that I grew up in the field since I was a child, and I am very unfamiliar with my family, and I don't know where my ancestors are. Please give me some advice. Han Li walked up to Confucius and asked with a smile. "It turns out that Brother Tai is a disciple of the Han family, and I am disrespectful. But what other can there be in the local Han family. Naturally, it is the Han family in Wuligou. The two Confucian students were stunned at first, but then saw that the other party was also dressed as a Confucian and spoke extremely gently, and replied without the slightest suspicion.

"Wuligou!" This place is the small village on the mountain where the Han family lived back then. Because the whole village is located in a ravine five or six miles in size, it is so rustic name.

It seems that the Han family that Confucius just talked about has a lot to do with him.

"If it is Wuligou, this Han family is really the younger brother's own family. Can you tell us more about the general situation, the younger brother has never participated in the ancestral worship of his family, so don't make any jokes. Han Li's face was as usual. Said gently.

"This ...... , just talk about the general situation, naturally it doesn't matter. This is something that everybody knows. The two Confucian scholars glanced at each other, and one of them looked at Han Li again, feeling that he really didn't look like a villain, so he agreed.

"Thank you both!" Han Li smiled and thanked again.

And the Confucian scholar spoke:

"If Brother Tai participates in ancestor worship, it's better not to go to Wuligou first. Because the Han family moved their family to Hanjiabao, which is dozens of miles away, decades ago. Only on the day of ancestor worship. Only then will all the clansmen return to their old residence in Wuligou. And the Han family ......"

Han Li listened quietly to Confucius's words, and the expression on his face did not change. But my heart was tumbling.

Two hours later, Han Li appeared on top of the green mountain of his past, only this time he didn't fall, but looked down quietly, silent.

Is this still the village of yesteryear?

Loess paths, low-walled thatched houses, and people from children's villages are all gone. In place of these, there were tiled houses, cobblestone paths, and a few well-dressed servants. The shadow of the old days is not there.

After looking at it for a while, Han Li shook his head, he wanted to leave immediately, but his gaze suddenly fell on a pavilion in the middle of this mansion.

This pavilion is not huge, but except for this building, the rest of the houses are all single-storey bungalows, which makes it particularly eye-catching.

The attic door is closed, and a pitch-black plaque is hung on it, with several big characters such as "Han Clan Ancestral Hall" written in silver powder.

A hint of discoloration rose on Han Li's face, and after thinking about it, his figure suddenly disappeared, but the next moment it appeared in front of the attic.

There were several Ancestral Guards standing in front of the attic, but Han Li who had performed the Stealth Technique was naturally impossible for them to discover.

After just casually glancing at them, Han Li directly cast a retreat technique and entered through the door.

As soon as you enter the door, rows of spiritual positions come into view, and these wooden plaques with hundreds of spiritual positions are arranged on the long tables around them, forming a long passage. The table at the later end was empty, as if reserved for those who came after him.

With a glance, although there were all kinds of Han names written on these tablets, they were extremely unfamiliar to him.

Han Li didn't stay long, and went directly to the second floor.

There are also some spiritual seats on the second floor, but they are obviously much more solemn. Not only are there more incense burners, sandalwood, but also a huge copper tripod is placed in the middle, which is filled with sesame oil and a thick cotton wick, and the candle flame is bright. It's awe-inspiring.

Han Li ignored all of this, just stared blankly at the few spirit cards placed in the middle, and his body remained motionless.

"Han Zhu, Han Tie, Han Tiansheng,

These familiar names were coldly written on the pitch-black wooden plaques, and Han Li's heart ached, and he suddenly felt a trace of breathless dullness.

As the saying goes, the road is ruthless! But this is nothing more than a self-deceptive discourse.

Even if Han Li was already a figure among the land immortals, he couldn't break his lust, all he could do was bury this feeling as deep in his heart as possible.

Han Li finally moved, slowly walked to the spirit card in the middle, and stopped again. looked at the spiritual position expressionlessly, but the warm pictures of getting along with these relatives kept coming to mind.

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how long it took.

The heavy sound of the pavilion door opening woke Han Li from his previous thoughts, but the man stood still and didn't make any moves.

At this time, there were footsteps downstairs and the sound of two middle-aged men talking.

"Brother Li, you're too impatient. Didn't you say that after worshipping your ancestors, you borrowed the codex to read, why should you be so anxious? A man said helplessly.

"Hehe, Brother Han Xian, who made you suddenly mention at the end that the back of the codex recorded a set of nameless footwork created by the ancestor of the family. I'm a little weird. Since it is a martial art created by the ancestors of the Li family, why did our Li family never know about it, so we naturally wanted to see it as soon as possible. However, why should a good codex be enshrined in this ancestral hall, wouldn't it be terrible if someone stole it!" The other said embarrassed, but a little worried.

Besides, although our winter vacation temple is not a tiger's den in Longtan, it is also guarded by domestic servants who are proficient in martial arts day and night, and ordinary people will never be able to get close. Is it just that you can succeed, aren't you afraid that our Han family will retaliate and pursue it?" said the man who spoke first very confidently.

"That's right!" agreed the other man.

The sound of "oh" going upstairs came clearly. A Confucian scholar and a bearded man appeared at the top of the stairs one after the other.

The two of them originally looked like they were talking with a smile, but when they saw Han Li in front of the spirit card and their hands behind their backs, their expressions suddenly froze.

But after the bearded man was stunned, he immediately stepped forward and stood in front of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and let out a low roar with his beard all open. "Good thief, he has come here after him. Then let's talk about it. As soon as he said this, the big man clenched his fists with both hands, and the person had already jumped into the air, rushing straight towards Han Li and swooping down.

Before the people arrived, an astonishing wind was pressed down.

Han Li had his back to the two of them, still standing motionless.