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Fu Jin let go of Fang Xia's fingers and looked forward, his eyes fell in the distance.

"It's kind of acquaintance. He was a military general of a country more than 2000 years ago. He was good at leading troops in battle. He made great achievements repeatedly. He is known as the living god of war. However, the monarch was suspicious and questioned him many times. When he was alive, he was not named a general. "Fu Jin's expression was indifferent, but there was some deep emotion in his eyes, floating in the depths of his deep pupils.

Fang Xia reached out and scratched Fu Jin's waist again.

Fu Jin looked back at him.

"Did this general remind you of something bad?" Fang Xia asked in a low voice.

Fu Jin didn't answer.

"Then don't talk about him, I don't want to know that much." Fang Xia followed Fu Jin's arm and shook his cool hand, "Forget about him, let's talk about something else happy thing."

Fu Jin shook her head, "I'm fine, it's all in the past. In fact, I don't know much about him, so I can only give a rough idea. Now that I mentioned it, let's finish it."

Fu Jinhui took Fang Xia's warm hand, and pressed against his palm, "The title of general was only conferred by the monarch after his death. At that time, the whole country mourned, and many people built a tomb for him. Tablet enshrining. The tablet on the top floor of the octagonal wooden tower should also be one of the tablets set up by the people at that time. Of course, this tablet is not the one from more than 2000 years ago, and the descendants of the worshiper should be replaced regularly. People have not been able to continue to this day, and now there is only one tablet that is regarded as a cultural relic."

I don't know its past, I don't know its origin.

"I'm not familiar with him, but his death is more or less related to me."

Fang Xia twitched the corners of her mouth, not knowing how to comfort Fu Jin, so she could only stand quietly with him.

Fu Jin turned sideways, raised his other hand, and tapped Fang Xia's forehead lightly.

Fang Xia touched the place where Fu Jin had touched, and looked up at him.

"Don't frown, I'm not sad." Fu Jin lowered his eyes, "I have something to do with his death, but it's not me who committed this crime."

Fu Jin wasn't really sad, but she still cared to some extent.

Fang Xia shook Fu Jin's hand and stretched out the other hand to wrap around Fu Jin's waist, half-hugging and half-embracing, as a comfort.

"What are you doing?" Geng Zhongzhi finished distributing the Geng family members he brought, cooperated with the patrol of the local police station, turned around and walked towards Fang Xia, but as soon as he approached, Fang Xia suddenly hugged Fu Jin.There was a momentary blankness on his face, which was usually moody and angry.

With the identity of Fu Jin as a ghost, no one dared to get too close to him before, let alone know that he can transform into a real body. He has never seen anyone dare to hug him like this without knowing it!Even for those who don't know, no one dares to offend Fu Jin's noble and detached appearance.And Fang Xia not only hugged the other party very offensively, but after hearing his question, he just turned his head to look, and didn't have the consciousness to let go immediately.

"What are you doing? Hugging! Do you want it too?" Fang Xia said, touching the back of Fu Jin's waist.

"Nonsense! Let go!" Seeing sweat on Geng Zhongzhi's forehead, he hastily apologized to Fu Jin, "Mr. Fu Jin, don't take offense, Fang Xia is not very sensible."

"En." Fu Jin responded lightly, raised her hand and patted Fang Xia's back lightly.

Fang Xia let go, turned to face Geng Zhongzhi, "Is there something wrong?"

"Cough! We've been staying in the nearby Backstreet Hotel for the past two days, do you want to move here?" Geng Zhongzhi's words were spoken by Fang Xia, but he couldn't help looking at Fu Jin.

"No, when did you break the formation to get the sacrificial stone and call me?"

"That's fine." After Geng Zhongzhi finished speaking, he couldn't help but say to Fang Xia in an elder's way, "Don't be rude to Mr. Fu Jin."

"Oh." Fang Xia was taken aback for a moment, then unconsciously responded, watching Geng Zhongzhi turn and leave.

"Geng Zhongzhi didn't react?" Seeing Geng Zhongzhi walk away, Fang Xia looked back at Fu Jin with an incredulous expression.

"Yeah." Fu Jin nodded.

"So slow, how did he become the Patriarch?" Fang Xia asked.

"Geng Chongzhi is relatively slow in emotional aspects, no matter to others or to himself." Fu Jin paused for a while, and added, "His wife hinted for a long time, but he didn't react. In the end, his wife had no choice but to I can let go and chase him."

Fang Xia's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't tell that Geng Zhongzhi was such a persona at all, but his younger brother Geng Chongmin's normal face, which was always lukewarm, looked more like a person with dull emotions.

"Geng Chongmin is quite sensitive in terms of emotions, and he responds very quickly, but he doesn't like to show it." Fu Jin said.

Fang Xia: "..."

On the octagonal wooden pagoda, there was an array of sacrificial stones sealed. Geng Zhongzhi finally asked the Gu family, who were good at arrays, to help.

The formation was cracked, and the sacrificial stone actually appeared on the incense table. Fang Xia saw the appearance of the sacrificial stone for the first time.It was a pitch-black tiger-shaped stone with a hint of jade-like luster on the surface. When an adult man held it in the palm of his hand, the size of the head and tail could not be seen. It was very similar to the ancient tiger talisman, but there was no inscription on it.

Geng Zhongzhi, who got the sacrificial stone, looked a little heavy, and left Xushui Town with his people in a hurry that afternoon.

Geng Shudan left Xushui Town the day after Geng Zhongzhi left, and Fang Xia planned to stay in Xushui Town for a while longer.However, on the third day after Geng Shudan left Xushui Town, Fang Xia received a notice from Geng Zhongzhi, asking him to rush to City G to attend the meeting of the four major families.

It is a custom at the end of each year for the four major families in the Xuanshu circle to gather.At that time, it is the default rule for the heads of the four major families and their heirs to attend, and sometimes the elites of the clan will be brought along.This is to promote the communication among the younger generations, and it is also a way for the four families to compete with each other.During the time when the four major families gather together, various people from the mystical arts circle will come to visit, some for establishing connections, and some for seeking help. It can also be said to be an exchange meeting within the mystical arts circle.

However, the gathering of the four major families this time is not for the annual annual meeting, but for the sacrificial stone that Geng Zhongzhi took down from the octagonal wooden pagoda.Therefore, apart from the four major families, no one else was invited.

Even so, except for the Patriarch of the Ren family who was too young to decide on an heir, the other two families had brought in their heirs. Naturally, Geng Zhongzhi couldn't show weakness in this regard, so he called on Fang Xia.

To put it simply, Fang Xia was called to support the scene, which can also be said to fulfill the obligation of his heir to the vase.

The place where the four major families gathered this time was in a mountain villa in G City. After Fang Xia and Fu Jin arrived in G City, Geng Chaolin picked him up the mountain.

The car circled up along the winding asphalt road in the shade of greenery. In the depths of a forest on the mountainside was the villa for this gathering.

The villa adopts an antique architectural style, and the green shade in the villa is scattered.

Enter the gate, walk through the vestibule, pass through two circular arches, then pass through the promenade built on an artificial lake, pass the viewing pavilion, and then arrive at the conference hall deep in the manor.

"Go in with Mr. Fu Jin, the Patriarch is already inside." Geng Chaolin stopped at the entrance of the conference hall, and Fang Xia said.

Fang Xia tugged at the collar of his shirt. The formal clothes he seldom wore made him feel uncomfortable. Even though he had already unbuttoned a button, it still made him feel bored.It's just that Geng Chaolin didn't let the button be unbuttoned at all, saying that it didn't look serious.

Fang Xia and Fu Jin pushed the door open and walked into the conference hall.

On one side of the meeting hall are rows of lattice doors and on the other side are lattice windows, reflecting the green and shaded courtyard scene.There is a long solid wood table in the center, and two rows of carved chairs on both sides, almost full of people.

Fang Xia walked into the conference hall, paused slightly, looked around, found Geng Zhongzhi in the crowd, and walked directly towards him.

Fang Xia chose to sit on Geng Zhongzhi's right hand, and Fu Jin sat down next to him.

Geng Chongzhi was like an ordinary elder, he first briefly introduced Fang Xia to everyone present, and then introduced Fang Xia to the people sitting at the conference table one by one.

Sitting opposite is the Gu family.The middle-aged man with a gentle temperament is the head of the Gu family, and next to him is Gu Yin, the heir of the Gu family. Fang Xia is no stranger.

Diagonally opposite is the Ren family.Shao Ze, the director of the Ren family's family, is a young man not much younger than Gu Yin, with long waist-length hair tied behind his back with a silver hair ring, and an unpredictable smile on his face.Sitting next to him was a young woman, his cousin Ren Qiaoqiao, with a very cheerful personality.

The seat on Fu Jin's side is still vacant, it belongs to the Qi family, but the person hasn't arrived yet.

"Why don't we wait for the Patriarch of the Qi family, let's start today's topic first." Ren Shaoze knocked on the conference table with his fingertips, smiled and looked at Gu Yin beside him, "Master Gu, what are you doing?" explain?"

"You can still go home first." Gu Yin glanced sideways at Ren Shaoze, and stabbed very bluntly.

Ren Shaoze was bored, but he didn't seem to care, his gaze shifted to Fu Jin, paused, and then drifted to Fang Xia, "What do you think, Young Master Geng?"

"You can go home if you want, I have no objection." Fang Xia put one hand on the armrest of the grand master's chair, and leaned on the chair, next to Fu Jin Xuxu.

Ren Shaoze wanted to say something, but he heard the door behind him being pushed open, and the Qi family had arrived.

Three people came in through the door.

The one at the beginning was an old man with a slightly stooped figure, his face was extremely thin, his cheekbones were high and protruding, and he was blind in one eye.The blind eyelid with the scar was glued together, and the non-blind eye was lifeless, with a gloomy look, and a cold expression on his face. He didn't look like a benevolent old man.This person is the head of the Qi family, known as the third master Qi.

Behind Third Master Qi was a young man who seemed to be younger than Fang Xia, with a gentle and handsome appearance and a gentle temperament, looking like a young master from a well-educated family.He is the heir of the Qi family, but he has never shown his face, and Geng Zhongzhi can't call him by his name.

And beside the heir of the Qi family, there was a tall, dark-skinned young man with sharp eyes, and deep in his eyes was a sharpness that is rare for ordinary people. Bulging muscles, and a gangster-like temperament.

who is thisExcept for the two from the Qi family, everyone present showed puzzled eyes.

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Fang Xia: So you were chased by your wife, tsk tsk!

Geng Zhongzhi: This is a rumor!

Fang Xia: Fu Jin told me.

Geng Zhongzhi: ...