The ghost carrying the coffin of a dragon giving birth to a son

We came to the front door of Jiang's house.

The Jiang family is very majestic. The ancient gatehouse, ancient walls, and ancient courtyards all reveal the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes and tell the story of the extraordinaryness of this place.

When I came here, my heart trembled. A powerful aura rose into the sky from the Jiang family compound. Facing that aura, I felt a trembling feeling.

"The Jiang family is indeed a family that has been passed down for countless years. It is so strong!"

I whispered in my mind, keeping a calm expression on my face.

At this time, the Jiang family's gate was full of Jiang family children, and everyone craned their necks to look here.

When I got out of the car, everyone's eyes suddenly turned to me.

At this moment, I feel like a top star.

I looked at the Jiang family, their expressions were calm, neither happy nor sad, and they maintained an indifferent attitude.

When the group of people saw me clearly, they had different expressions on their faces, most of which were hatred and hostility. My arrival seemed to make them feel the crisis.

Jiang Wenhan made an invitation gesture to Su Jin and the others, and said with a smile:

"Three real people, please come in!"

Accompanied by Lao Su and others, I entered Jiang's house and was welcomed into a living room. A servant immediately came to make tea.

Jiang Wenhan was chatting with Lao Su and others, but Lao Su and others ignored him, and he was the only one talking there.

Jiang Wenhan's attitude towards me was full of coldness and contempt, and he deliberately ignored my existence.

Seeing Jiang Wenhan still chattering non-stop, Luo Yunge became impatient, slammed the table hard, and shouted:

"Jiang Wenhan, please stop chattering here. We are not here to listen to your chatter."

"If anything happens, just clear the path and we'll take care of it."

Jiang Wenhan's face twitched several times, but he still maintained a smile and said:

"Don't be angry, Mr. Luo. Peace is the most important thing in everything."

"We invited my nephew here just to recognize our ancestors and have no other ill intentions."

"Ding Lin is my sister's son. He should be included in the family tree. We will not treat our own people badly."

I said expressionlessly:

"Don't even think about recognizing your ancestors and returning to your clan. It's impossible."

"Since you are fine, let me take care of it."

Jiang Wenhan frowned, his face full of displeasure.

Although he doesn't dare to be presumptuous towards Maoshan True Immortal, he can still look down upon me.

Jiang Wenhan showed a false smile on his face and said:

"My good nephew, if you have anything to say, just say it. This is your home too."

I ignored the fake smile on Jiang Wenhan's face and said in a deep voice:

"My mother left something at Jiang's house. I'm here to get back what belongs to me."

Hearing my words, Jiang Wenhan's expression froze, and the hypocritical smile on his face almost disappeared.

After a few seconds, he said with a fake smile:

"My good nephew, there is such a thing. Why have I never heard of it? Did you remember it wrong?"

"I think this is it. How about asking your mother to come to Jiang's house in person and let her tell me in person?"

In an instant, anger filled my entire body. I stood up suddenly and roared at Jiang Wenhan:

"Jiang, you have gone too far. Are you so humiliating?"

"My mother is your biological sister. If you tease and tease your biological sister like this, are you still a human being?"

"Don't think that you are great now that you are the head of the Jiang family. Sooner or later, I will trample you under my feet!"

Jiang Wenhan obviously did it on purpose. He knew that my mother was dead, but he still teased me like this. Is he a human being?

This thing is cold-blooded and has no human touch at all, even worse than an animal.

No wonder my mother resisted. Who would want to stay in this kind of family?

Jiang Wenhan still looked aggrieved and confused, and said:

"My good nephew, why do you say that to me? Did I say something wrong?"

"It's been 20 years since your mother ran away from home. Over the past 20 years, we have been missing her every moment and looking forward to her coming back..."

"That's enough!" I shouted angrily, interrupted Jiang Wenhan, and shouted:

"You shameless thing, a vicious wolf in human skin, you have no right to mention my mother! It's a shame for my mother to have a brother like you!"

"Stop talking nonsense, give me the things my mother left for me, and I will leave immediately. I don't want to stay for a second longer!"

Jiang Wenhan finally couldn't hold on to the fake smile on his face, his expression darkened, he looked at me with unkind eyes and said in a low voice:

"Young people tend to have angry tempers. This is wrong. My dear nephew, don't you know that it's easy to get through a hard time?"

I snorted coldly and wanted to threaten me, dreaming!

Jiang Wenhan said with a cold face:

"Tell me, your mother left you something. I've never heard of it anyway. Tell me and I'll look for it for you. I'm not sure if I can find it."

I frowned. I don't know what my mother left for me. She didn't tell me, she just asked me to pick it up when the time came.

Seeing Jiang Wenhan's proud look, I was filled with anger.

I really don’t know what it is. It makes me think so wildly that I can’t even think of it.

At this time, the palm of my left hand became hot, like a ball of fire burning in my palm.

The change in the palm of my hand made my heart move slightly. It was the mutation of the dragon scale. Was it trying to remind me of something?

I retracted my left hand into my sleeve and hid my palm.

I have an intuition that the dragon scales on my palm are a secret that cannot be known to the Jiang family.

Jiang Wenhan looked at me proudly and said:

"My good nephew, just tell me, as long as you tell me, I will definitely find a way to help you find it."

"If you are short of money, or want to find a part-time official position, it doesn't matter. My uncle can satisfy you."

Seeing Jiang Wenhan's proud face, the anger in my heart became even stronger, and my fists in my sleeves clenched tightly.

I yelled in my heart:

"Long Lin, you are the only thing my mother left for me. Please tell me, what exactly did my mother leave for me in the Jiang family?"

I don't know what to do at this time. If I can't even tell what it is, I will definitely be laughed at and thought I am talking nonsense.

Lao Su and the others can't help me, and they don't know about this either.

Jiang Wenhan continued:

"My good nephew, you can't tell me anything, can you?"

"If that's the case, I highly suspect that you are talking nonsense and just want some benefits."

"It doesn't matter. I can forgive you. Who made me your uncle? You don't have to thank me."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in my mind: "The soul of Gonggong!"

Hearing this voice, I was stunned.

The sound sounded very suddenly. I don't know who made it. It seemed that it was not real, but an illusion.

And the content of the voice also shocked me. Isn’t Gonggong a mythical figure? He hit Buzhou Mountain in anger and died.

"Gonggong? Is the Jiang family descended from the Gonggong family?" A bold guess instantly emerged in my mind. Gonggong is the water god, and the Jiang family happens to be the uncle of water. Is there any connection between them?

Seeing Jiang Wenhan's triumphant look, I said in a low voice:

"My mother left the soul of Gonggong in the Jiang family. Return the soul of Gonggong to me!"

When I said these words, there was a sudden silence in the living room.

Jiang Wenhan, who was originally looking proud, suddenly lost the smile on his face, as if he had touched some kind of taboo, and the expression on his face immediately turned ferocious.