I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

"Is that my uncle's office?"

Sitting in the car, the little girl looked at the tall buildings in the distance through the window, her eyes full of expectation.

After a while, it will become stronger.

Little tower, little tower, wait for me.

Following Wen Yue upstairs, and pushing open the door of the office, the little girl looked inside with great interest.

But what surprised her was that the bad uncle was kneeling in front of a person at the moment, and there was a wooden ruler on the ground in front of him.

The little girl recognized that, it was used by the school teacher to slap the hands of disobedient students.

Who is this guy?Is it uncle's teacher?Is it because my uncle made a mistake, so I want to hit my uncle's hand?

"Wen Yue is back?"

The man spoke.

His voice is thick and full of trustworthy warmth, like a warm sun, very comfortable.

The little girl looked at him curiously.

pretty……

The little girl didn't know much, she only knew that this man was very good-looking, the most beautiful person she had ever seen.

He looked over.

The little girl wanted to hide, but Wen Yue was too thin to stop the little girl at all.

"Old Ancestor, Yan Wu knew he was wrong... Please... hit him lightly."

Although Wen Yue sympathized with her husband, but the identity of the other party made it difficult for her to say much, so she could only try her best to persuade him so that her husband would suffer less flesh and blood.

"Is this child the girl's daughter?"

He didn't respond, but shifted the topic to the little girl.

"Ugh..."

Are you talking about her?

Aunt Wenyue called him Patriarch?Then he must be very powerful, can he save Xiaota?

"Yes, Huijie is one of my sister's daughters..."

Wenyue's mood fell slightly, but she quickly straightened her mind and adjusted her mood back.

"Hmm... is it called Hui Jie..."

He looked at the dazed little girl who seemed to be thinking about something, smiled and waved to her.

"Hui Jie, little guy, come here and let the ancestor see."

"aunt……"

The little girl looked up at Wen Yue.She will not move around without the consent of adults.

"Go, Huijie. Let the ancestors see."

Wen Yue half pushed the little girl to the man.

"Ugh..."

I was hugged all of a sudden...

Sitting on his lap, what the little girl thought about in her little head was the feeling of flying just now.

"Hui Jie, do you recognize me?"

He spoke to the little girl.

"..."

The little girl shook her head obediently.

Although well-behaved and cute, Wenyue shook her head helplessly.

If it was replaced by a clever little tower, it should have been called by the ancestors by now.

"Well, I don't know."

He laughed, as if amused by the little girl.

"According to seniority, Hui Jie, you should call me Tianzu. But just like Wen Yue, call me Patriarch."

Seniority or something, it's too big and too far away, and it's too troublesome to call it. An old ancestor is concise and clear.

"Ancestor..."

The little girl called out in unison.

She was still a little scared.

"Well, you're so good, good boy."

Gently rubbing the little girl's hair, he looked at Wei Yanwu who was still kneeling, and his voice immediately cooled down.

"How did you reflect on it?"

"...Going back to my ancestors, Yan Wu is ashamed of the teachings of my ancestors... for failing to protect my people in Dayan."

Wei Yanwu is as obedient as a grandson who has been scolded by the elders... Oh, it is indeed a grandson, and he is ranked as a great-great-grandson.

"You're right. Wei Yanwu."

He snorted lightly and said again:

"You lost a commoner in my Dayan. Just watched her being captured by the enemy without doing anything."

"..."

Wei Yanwu didn't explain his concerns, didn't express his point of view, and didn't say that the safety of one person is no more dangerous than the safety of the whole city.

Because these are not problems for this ancestor.

concern?View?One person or the whole city?

These are things that only weak people like them would consider. The ancestors would directly crush that dark black snake into fine powder without hurting the child at all.

"Wei Yanwu, you choose a punishment yourself..."

"Old ancestor... Uncle also has difficulties... Can you forgive him..."

The little girl interrupted him, and under the surprised gaze of the Wei family couple, the little girl begged for him.

But soon, the little girl realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. She looked up at him with her small face up, a trace of tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried her best not to let the tears flow out.

"Old ancestor...Hui Jie...did I say something wrong...I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, Hui Jie is right."

He smiled, raised his hand to gently wipe away the little girl's tears, then hugged her and comforted her intimately.

"But ah, the mistakes he made are too great, and they are too big to be forgiven. As the lord of a city, he can't keep the safety of the people under his rule; as the ruler, he let the enemy sneak in without warning; As a child's uncle, he handed over his niece to the enemy without doing anything."

"If such a person is not punished, Hui Jie, what face do you think he has to dare to live in the world?"

"..."

The little girl looked at her uncle, then shook her head.

"Hui Jie... I don't know..."

"You're still young, little guy. You'll understand when you grow up."

After rubbing the little girl's head, he looked at Wei Yanwu.

"Second Wei, stand up."

Wei Yanwu stood up silently, and Wenyue beside him showed worry in his eyes.

"Pull it out."

He was referring to Wei Yanwu's sword.

The sword that was used to protect his own people was also used to kill relatives of the same clan.

"Please the ancestors to punish."

He drew his sword without hesitation.

Suddenly, an indescribable whistling sound resounded through the hut.

Only the image of this sword remained in the little girl's eyes.

But soon, her eyes were occupied by another color.

The sword that Wei Yanwu swung seemed to open the space, simply, as easily as the rain was blocked by an umbrella, the ancestor beside him flicked it back with his fingers.

Then, in just a few minutes, it took the little girl half her life to forget.

The uncle who was paying attention to his appearance all the time was embarrassed by his ancestors who used a ruler to teach him various lessons.

It was the first time for the little girl to see her uncle like this.

But for some reason, she felt less worried in her heart, and more relieved and happy.

She likes this old grandpa.

"That's the end of the punishment this time. If there is another time, Wei Yanwu, you can go to the ancestral hall to receive the punishment."

Having learned enough, he retracted the ruler and warned Wei Yanwu again.

"Yanwu would like to follow the teachings of our ancestors."

The dragon with a bruised nose and swollen face obediently stood there, and the unsheathed Akasaka Sword also obediently fell to the floor, not daring to make a sound.

"Hiko!"

Wen Yue immediately came to his side quickly, checking her husband's situation distressedly.

"I'm fine, Wenyue. You should learn this lesson."

Wei Yanwu took his wife's hand and comforted her in turn.

"Don't worry, it's just a bad face, just rest for a day."

Seeing the two of them like this, he helplessly pinched the soft face of the baby dragon in his arms.

"Ah Chen, don't act like them in the future."

"Huh? Hmm."

The little girl looked ignorant and nodded without knowing why.

Still very stiff.

He doesn't care either.

After all, I only saw myself when I was a baby, and suddenly I met an old ancestor, and no one would be cautious.

It's better to say that the little guy is willing to stay with him, he is already very satisfied, if he wants to change Wei Yanwu, that brat just said hello and ran away.

Thinking of this, he glared at Chilong again.

Ah Chen...are you calling me?

The little girl looked at his face, wiggling her fingers a little tangled.

"What's wrong? Ah Chen, what do you want to say?"

He noticed the little girl's struggle, held her little hand, and asked softly.

"Woo~, old ancestor..."

The little girl grabbed his finger instead, and begged in a low voice: "Can you save Xiaota... Xiaota was taken away by the bad guys..."

"Will the bad guys...will hurt Xiaota...Little Tower..."

Speaking of her sister who was taken away, the little girl couldn't help but feel sad, and tears fell down like strings.

"Be good, Ah Chen, don't cry. The ancestors will save her."

He coaxed the little girl repeatedly, assuring her that he would not leave Xiaota alone.

"The old ancestor of Crab and Crab."