The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 253 Dare to come to Jingjing Mountain to play wild?
"Apprentice, did you find it?"

"No."

"Disciple, have you found it?"

"No."

In the thatched hut, the three of Wang Chen were rummaging around the pile of books, all three of them had expressions of impatience on their faces.

There are so many books, and I don’t know when to find them, especially since many of these books are ancient books, and they are opened with great care, fearing that they will be destroyed if they are not careful.

But it's impossible not to look for it. The fact that they don't know the patriarch is the pain in the hearts of the three of Wang Chen.

After all, among the three of us, any one of us can stir up wind and rain. If the three of us act together, we can simply stir up a storm.

But if people know that the three people who can set off a storm don't even have a patriarch, it would be very embarrassing to spread the word.

This made Wang Chen and these three very face-saving people intolerable...

After flipping through another book, Wang Chen seemed a little tired from standing. He sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at Old Monster Zhou and said angrily, "I mean old man, it's not the same thing if this continues. I read it once a year. In the end, they all came back disappointed, and I think it will be the same this time.”

"Actually, to put it bluntly, it's your master's fault for this matter. His death was so unexpected that he died without even having time to explain his funeral."

Old Monster Zhou glared at Wang Chen, and then sighed. He had some resentment towards his dead master. It was so untimely that he died without saying who his ancestor was, which caused his I have suffered for so many years.

"Master, my master is right, there is no way to find it like this."

Xiao Xing couldn't bear it any longer. Since she didn't know who the Patriarch was, she could just do some research and become the Patriarch herself. I've been searching ancient books for who the Patriarch is all these years, and I'm really... exhausted.

"The two of you have never been in the ancient martial arts world, so you don't know how important face is."

Old Monster Zhou waved his hands and continued: "At the beginning, some people always asked me who my patriarch was and what sect he inherited. How the hell did I know, so I could only pat my thigh and say that my patriarch was once in the age of mythology. I'm the only one in the underground, it's so awesome."

"Master, just looking at you, you don't know how to brag. You are still in the age of mythology, and you are the only one in heaven and earth. Are you telling others that we don't have a patriarch?"

Xiaoxing chuckled, and didn't bother to look at those ancient books anymore, and stood in front of the desk, staring at the portrait in a daze.

"Okay, since you can't find it, let's start the last link."

Wang Chen stretched and stood up, and came to the desk to look at the portrait.

"Hey."

Old Freak Zhou's eyes were full of helplessness, he stood up staggeringly, came to the desk, twisted his left foot twice, as if he was controlling the strength of his foot.

boom--

With a kick in front of the desk, the desk automatically moved to the side, and the bamboo wall was also separated silently.

pat-

The bamboo wall parted, and the portrait fell from above. Wang Chen bent down to roll up the portrait and put it aside, then walked out of the bamboo house.

The back of the bamboo house is surrounded by neat big trees, surrounded by thick clouds and mists, making this place look like a fairyland.

"The old man's Qimen Dunjia technique is getting more and more powerful."

Wang Chen's eyes were full of amazement. Although those big trees were clearly visible, if outsiders broke in without knowing it, they would definitely not even know how he died.

And when I came back in the past, I could see it without entering it. This time, I couldn't see the scene from the front at all. From this point, it can be seen that the old man's attainments are getting higher and higher.

"Okay, don't be confused, go find what you want to know."

Old Monster Zhou waved his hands and said impatiently, striding towards a big tree in front of him.

It is true that they come back to worship their ancestors every year, and they also come back to find the identity of their ancestors, but the most important thing is to come back to find the news they want to know.

Xiaoxing silently walked towards the big trees in the corner, feeling a little heavy.

Wang Chen looked at the backs of Xiao Xing and Old Freak Zhou, and also lazily walked towards a big tree.

He took a very casual step, sometimes walking to the left and both sides, and sometimes taking a few steps to the right, because if he walked indiscriminately in this place, he didn't dare to say that he would be able to retreat completely.

As they got closer, the surrounding clouds gradually decreased. On those big trees, there were many silk threads tied to them, and there were densely packed small kits hanging on the silk threads, which looked like wishing trees.

"Message tree!"

Wang Chen sighed, and glanced at Old Freak Zhou imperceptibly. It is estimated that only he and the old man know how much energy the old man possesses.

If the old man is really alone, then there won't be a tip on these message trees... The energy this old guy possesses is too scary!

Shaking his head, Wang Chen began to concentrate, his eyes looked at those big trees, searching for information that he needed or wanted to know.

Time passed slowly, and before you knew it, it was dark, and the three of Wang Chen were still searching for the news they wanted to know.

Outside, Shen Rumei and Fei Le were sitting in the pavilion, and Shen Bubai was standing in front of the old man, receiving his teachings.

In the middle of the night, Shen Rumei and Fei Le held hands and walked carefully to the old man's side.

Shen Rumei glanced at the hut, and asked softly to the old man, "Old man, aren't they hungry?"

"There's food inside, you don't have to worry about them, they won't be able to get out in a few days."

The old man looked at Shen Rumei with a smile, and continued to say with admiration in his eyes: "Little girl, you have to work hard."

"I will."

Shen Rumei was a little puzzled by the old man's words, but out of politeness she still nodded with a smile, and walked towards the room with Fei Le somewhat sleepily.

After Shen Rumei returned to the house, the old man looked at Shen Bubai and said, "Go and rest too, don't come out to run around at night, after all, there are many dangers in the mountains."

Shen Bubai listened to the old man very much, and told the old man to go to rest as soon as possible, then turned around and walked towards the hut on the far side.

After Shen Bubai returned to the room, the old man lowered his head and murmured with a smile on his lips, "Interesting, how dare you come to Zhejing Mountain at this time."

While the old man was muttering, halfway up Zhejing Mountain, the burly man surnamed Zhu was standing in a position halfway up the mountain, with a strong evil spirit on his body.

Around him, there were several men in black lying on the ground without a sound, and beside him, the little boy stood behind him and pulled his trousers, curling his lips and saying, "Dad, when you run out at night, mom will Pack yours."

"Little guy knows what a fart, your mother is coming out tonight."

The burly man laughed and cursed, lifted the little boy up to his shoulder with one hand, looked at the silent jungle, and said with a sneer: "I want to see, who dared to come to Jingjing Mountain after eating a leopard? Knowing that the six emperors of the ancient martial arts world dare not come here!"

(End of this chapter)