Fairy Citrus

"Thank you for bringing him back!" The shopkeeper of the tea house looked at the two young men and the person they were holding.

"However, judging by his appearance, he must be more than drunk, right?" the shopkeeper asked again.

Here is the village entrance of Beicun.The two young men are Mo Mian and He Chengqi.And the person who was being held up by them was the unlucky alcoholic who broke into Brothers Mountain privately the night before.

There was no smell of alcohol on the alcoholic, but his eyes were slack, his smile was stupid, and it was difficult for him to stand up straight.Yes, he was dumbfounded, stupid, sane no longer.

"Indeed it's more than that." So He Chengqi replied.

"Tsk, I have already said that if he drinks like that, something will happen sooner or later. Even if he doesn't drink stupidly, it is hard to guarantee that one day he will be crippled, or get drunk in the woods and be swallowed by wild animals." The shopkeeper She shook her head and said, "His woman just couldn't stand him drinking like this, so she ran away with the child..."

"Then does he still have any family members?" Mo Fang asked.

"It's gone." The shopkeeper looked at the alcoholic sympathetically.In this sympathy, there is also a little bit of contempt.

"He has become like this, and he will probably have to fend for himself in the future? Well, there is no way."

"I just happened to know a medical center that shelters crazy and stupid people. Since I found him, it is also fate, so let's take him to that medical center along the way." He Chengqi sighed.

"Hey! What a nice guy."

After a brief conversation, He Chengqi and Mo Mian decided to rest in the tea house temporarily.

They ordered a lot of food.

The taste of the tea here is not good, and although the pastries are fresh, the taste is extremely bad.However, they bought this refreshment, of course not for eating.These things are just tools to get close to the boss.

Because he made a lot of money, the boss became more enthusiastic about the two of them.

So, they started chatting again.The topic of chat naturally revolves around alcoholics.

The shopkeeper said that the alcoholic had been addicted to alcohol since he was a teenager.There is only one elder in his family, a frail old woman, who can't control him much.And when he was 19, the old woman fell ill and died. After that, he drank even more recklessly.

"Although the old lady can't control him very much, before she died, he was still a little restrained. From this point of view, the old lady's words still have a certain weight in his heart." He Chengqi thought.

"Well, it's true to say that? After all, it was the old woman who brought him up. Besides, without her, he wouldn't even be able to marry a wife." The manager of the tea house said.

"I'm afraid few women want to marry him." He Chengqi said.

"His daughter-in-law didn't want to marry at first. However, her salesman's parents felt that she was too old to stay, so they married her by the way. After all, the gift money the old woman gave them, The number is not small. They also said that although the man is an alcoholic, he has a reasonable elder at home, so he is reliable." The shopkeeper of the tea house shook his head, "Actually, people in our village sympathize with that girl. Yes, she has a bit of a business mind, so even if she doesn't marry, she will have enough food and clothing. Her parents are confused."

"The shopkeeper described the old woman as an 'elder', so she shouldn't be the alcoholic's mother or grandmother?" He Chengqi asked.

"Well, she is not." The shopkeeper said, "According to my deceased grandfather, the old woman was also a villager when she was young. She had been out and about for decades, and when she was nearly ninety, she returned to her hometown. She was at that time , brought the young alcoholic back. However, all the real estate and jewelry she bought at that time were ruined by this alcoholic—this guy not only likes to drink, but also likes to go to big towns to gamble, and some people even I once chased him to the village to collect gambling debts from him. If I didn't worry about him, I think that old woman can live a few more years!"

"Then what is his identity? This is really curious."

"His identity—whenever people ask about it, the old man always hides it. However, it is said that she inadvertently revealed the identity of the child when she was chatting with someone. He seems to be someone from her The son of a down-and-out pregnant woman who has been helped, his real surname is... what is his surname? It seems to be a very important ancient surname."

"My surname is Shan." He Chengqi said.

"That's right! That's the surname!" The shopkeeper said, "But guest officer, how do you know...?"

"When he was talking nonsense just now, he said this ancient surname."

"So it's true? There's no way, the old lady is too old to keep her mouth shut." The shopkeeper sighed and shook his head, "By the way, it is said that the pregnant woman's lover was originally a down-and-out man. Poor scholar. The man died of illness while unmarried, and the child was a posthumous child, so before the death of a pregnant woman, the old woman must promise to herself that she will not tell the matter. After all, such a thing is not particularly glorious, is it?"

After talking about the things that should be talked about, Mo Fang and He Chengqi said goodbye to the shopkeeper, and left with the drunkard.

The two walked around the village again.They all got the same information from different populations.It seems that what the shopkeeper said is true.

"The philanthropists of the three families of kindness, benevolence, and compassion." After leaving the village, Mo Wan thought about it.

"Well, it is a philanthropist who is kind, benevolent, and compassionate." He Chengqi affirmed.

People who practice swords and swords today may not remember all kinds of events from ten thousand years ago.But for the three surnames of benevolence, kindness, and compassion that were ten thousand years ago, it can be said that they are familiar with each other.

This is because the three schools of swordsmanship still have a very high reputation.

In fact, more than half of the top forces in Xiujie belong to the old family and Dapai sect who inherited these three sword schools.These forces, for hundreds of generations, created a sacred image for the benevolent, benevolent, and benevolent families of the ancient times, and stabilized their position in the name of the sacred successor.

Of course, there are many ordinary people named Ren, Shan or Ci in today's world, and they are proud to be descendants of the three families.However, such civilians are usually not recognized by the world due to the lack of evidence in their hands.Those aristocratic families who inherited the sword style of the three families didn't pay much attention to them.

"He never mentioned the surname 'Shan'." Mo Man said, looking at the alcoholic who was standing on his back.

"Well, I guess his surname is Shan, and there is a reason." He Chengqi said, "Thousands of years ago, the three families of Shan, Ren, and Ci were not only the family of swords and swords that dominated the cultivation world, but also the three families of punishing sinful lovers." a major force."

Mo Fangruo nodded.

"The so-called punishment of criminal lovers includes the use of special torture, making the criminal lovers into 'useful things', and treating the criminal lovers as living wooden figures for the study of swordsmanship and swordsmanship. The three families of benevolence and charity can develop Such a huge system of swordsmanship depends on this." He Chengqi told a heavy story, his eyes gradually dimmed.

Mo Fang stared at him for a while, and felt that the gloom did not only include the feelings of being a bystander.Xiaohe is a person who has been there personally.

"That's why I thought that the two outbursts of resentment on the Mountain of Brothers might have been stimulated by the blood of this alcoholic." After a while, He Chengqi added.

"However, you only mentioned Shanjia." Mo Fangke said it right.

"Yes. Because no matter what, he can't be a descendant of the Ci family and the Ren family. These two families plotted and killed each other because of mutual hatred. They both exterminated their families as early as ten thousand years ago."

"Both exterminate the clan, leaving no one left?"

"...Ah, when it comes to bloodlines, there is only one person left from each family. It's just that those two people broke up with the two families due to certain things. During the practice, the nature of the ancestral blood was washed away by the power of nature. They will not be resented The compound is detected to be descendants of two families." Speaking of this, He Chengqi's eyes showed more complicated emotions.

Seeing this, Mo Fang didn't continue to ask questions.

"In short, we have to find a way to confirm whether this person is really the empress of a good family." He Chengqi said again.

"In ancient times, many tenant farmers and servants were given surnames by the masters of the family, so now, it is difficult for us to tell whether the blood of the good family still exists." Mo Fang said, "If so, where do we start looking? ? Digging a grave?"

The last sentence was half a joke.

"Digging a grave." He Chengqi's tone was affirmative.

The dignitaries of the old family of swords and swords built many ancestral halls, temples, and tombs for the three families of goodness, benevolence, and compassion.But none of those commemorative sites, or the places where today's dignitaries set off themselves, or the scenic spots that charge fees, have anything to do with the real ancient benevolence and benevolence.

"The ancestral graves of the Ci family and the Ren family in ancient times were completely destroyed by each other as early as in the fighting. And the real ancestral grave of the Ci family is here." When He Chengqi said this, the two had already crossed the alcoholic, Came to a wilderness.

On this wasteland, there are scattered animal bones and rubbish thrown by tourists, and there is no trace of a cemetery.

It turned out that 1 years of changes had caused the old cemetery to be buried under the yellow sand.

Mo Fang and He Chengqi made a move together, and the saber aura suddenly came out, clearing away a large layer of soil.

Broken tombstones and tombs loom among the yellow sand.At this time, suddenly there was a crow's kite screaming miserably, and flew across the air.

Not only has this place not been taken care of for a long time, but it has also been forgotten for a long time.

At this moment, the alcoholic that the two of them were leading suddenly started humming and giggling.This makes the atmosphere even more eerie.

"Come here," He Chengqi led the alcoholic to the depths of the group of graves.

In a certain location, there are many broken stone pillars.

"Sure enough, there is a spiritual array here to detect the blood of descendants." He Chengqi said while staring at the stone pillars.

"They must have spent a lot of effort in creating these things." Mo Fang stroked his chin and looked at the faint traces of magic circles on the stone pillars. "The ancients created such things to prevent tomb robbers, and to During times of war, descendants were able to enter the tomb and move their ancestors to a safe place. Now it seems that their good intentions were in vain."

With the passage of time and the development of technology, tomb robbers have more means.Judging from the many potholes on the side, they have been stolen countless times, and the bones and treasures in them may no longer exist.

"Yeah, now here, the only thing left is to test the blood of the descendants." He Chengqi said, "However, the magic circle has been worn down by time. It is not easy to realize the core of it and activate it."

He Chengqi was about to ask Mo Fang for help, but Mo Fang had already stretched out his hand, injecting the breath like water into the formation, "You might as well try it."

Seeing him like this, He Chengqi also made the same action.

I saw tens of thousands of light spots slowly gathering together, and finally condensed into a ball in front of the drunkard.

"Hey hey... Ah da da... Ha ha ha ha..." The drunkard bit his thumb and said meaningless and stupid words, his body shimmered with the flickering light cluster.

The rhythm of the two light groups shining gradually merged.

"Well, you are indeed the son of a good family."