In the Zhang family's small building, the scene was exciting. shu epiphysis 豞茫
Zhang Zhongxian's eyes were red. It was not the redness of his eyes that night when he first met Xia Shao and the excitement when he heard that Tang Zongbo was still alive, but the real eyes were red and he shed tears.
He was born in the most miserable era. Both his parents died when he was young. He went on the road alone to survive in that famine era. If he had not been lucky enough to meet Tang Zongbo, he might have died in the hands of bandits when he was ten years old, or perhaps Starved to death on the roadside.
It was Tang Zongbo who brought him to Hong Kong, took him to become a disciple, and led him into a world that most people could not keep secrets from. It was Tang Zongbo who changed the destiny of his life.
He became a disciple here, learned skills, became famous, started a family, and earned his own disciples. He became famous here for a while, and it was here that he lost the news of his senior brother. It took more than ten years to find out.
People who have never experienced the ups and downs of life and the vicissitudes of time may not be able to fully understand such a father-like and brother-like emotion. Ever since Tang Zongbo rescued him from the roadside, in his heart, he had already recognized him as his eldest brother. He is his reborn parent and his lifelong relative.
He hadn't seen his relatives in person for more than ten years. Today, he suddenly appeared at the door of his house. Zhang Zhongxian suddenly cried like a frizzy teenager in his teens.
He ran out almost barefoot, and didn't care that one of his slippers was missing. He ran out of the door, went down the three steps, knelt down in front of Tang Zongbo with a plop, and bowed to the patriarch of the family. Choking, "Senior Brother Head! What's wrong with you, your legs?"
Xia Shao had told Zhang Zhongxian that Tang Zongbo's leg had been injured during a martial arts fight for more than ten years. Apparently seeing his old friend suddenly at this time, Zhang Zhongxian was so excited that he choked up and forgot about it for a while. He probably thought of Tang Zongbo's previous appearance in his mind and felt that the difference was too big and he couldn't accept it for a while.
"I'm injured by old age, get up quickly!" Tang Zongbo bent down and reached out to help Zhang Zhongxian. More than ten years ago, he was still in his forties and in his prime. When we meet again today, he is nearly six years old. The ten-year-old man has half bald hair and looks like an old man. Tang Zongbo's eyes turned red when he looked back. Looking back at the past and today, the changes in the world made people sigh, "You are really old. Look at you, why are you raising a yin person when you have nothing to do? That magic consumes yang energy. If you don't practice Talisman, with our Xuanmen mentality, why are you acting like a little old man now?"
Zhang Zhongxian leaned on the side of the wheelchair, crying like a child, unable to pull himself up, "The leader is also old, and his hair has turned white..."
"Haha, I am more energetic than you." Tang Zongbo smiled and went to help him.
Zhang Zhongxian didn't dare to raise his face, his shoulders were shaking, and he was leaning on the side of the wheelchair, "It's all useless to us! Senior brother, you have suffered a lot in the past ten years..."
"How have I suffered? I still feel that God has been kind to me in the past ten years. With Xiao Shaozi accompanying me, I have spent some years of leisure and enjoyed some family happiness. But people of your lineage , I heard that things are not going well. It’s my fault. I’ve caused you to suffer in the past ten years since I’ve been away.”
"No, no..." Zhang Zhongxian shook his head repeatedly but did not raise his head.
"Okay, okay, get up quickly. What does it look like to cry like this in front of your disciples and grandsons!"
"What's wrong with me crying? If I'm no longer here one day, they will have to cry like this too! Don't cry? Not crying is unfilial! You are not a disciple of my Zhang family!" Zhang Zhongxian's stubborn temper turned out to be reasonable.
Tang Zongbo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to say: "Tianyin, Xiao Shaozi, let's go into the house. Let him cry outside alone. Come in and pour me a cup of tea. The weather in Hong Kong is already October, and it's still like this at noon. Hot. Alas! I’m getting old. I’ve lived in the north for more than ten years, and I can’t even adapt to the climate when I come back.”
Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin nodded, and they pushed Tang Zongbo up the steps. Zhang Zhongxian jumped up on the spot, quickly wiped his old face, and turned around and shouted, "Didn't you hear what the patriarch said? Hurry up! Make tea! Give me some tea!"
At the door, the disciples of the Zhang family were blocked there. Except for Qiu Qiqiang, Zhao Gu and Hai Ruo, who had met Tang Zongbo before, the other Yizi generation disciples looked dazed and were stuck at the door, unable to react. Everyone looked confused, but there was a look of shock in their eyes.
What's happening here
The person at the door is the head of Xuanmen? The old man who is said to have passed away
Then, who are the men and women standing behind him
"Why don't you go quickly?!" Zhang Zhongxian took off his other shoe and hit the stunned disciples in the room. The beating made the disciples disperse with a whoop, and fled into the kitchen with their heads in their hands to make tea.
Wen Ye stood at the door without moving. The boy's big eyes only lingered on Xia Shao's body. Zhang Zhong grabbed his ears and threw him out, "Didn't you see my old man's shoes outside? You don't have the eyesight! Go and pick them up." return!"
Xia Shao chuckled. She really felt that being a disciple of the Zhang family was a bit tiring. Having such an old man with such a stubborn and weird temper was really a headache.
Zhang Zhongxian came over barefoot to help push the wheelchair. He didn't move Xia Shao and pushed Xu Tianyin aside. His tone was still very bad, "Go, go, you brat! I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You have grown so big, but I still can't." How cute! I don’t even know how to say hello to my uncle when I see him!”
Xia Shao watched Xu Tianyin being pushed aside and looked at him with a smile. Xu Tianyin stood aside, but did not completely move away. He still held the wheelchair with his hands and protected it. His deep black eyes rarely looked at people. After just one glance, he looked forward and said two words expressionlessly, "peer."
"Pfft!" Xia Shao couldn't help laughing. Xu Tianyin looked back at her, stretched out his hand, and his eyes fell on the small suitcase she was holding.
The suitcase is not big, just a few clothes, and not heavy at all. Before walking on the road, Xu Tianyin pushed Tang Zongbo, and Xia Shao pulled the suitcase. Now Zhang Zhong snatched the wheelchair first, and Xu Tianyin stood by to protect him. He turned around and asked her for the suitcase. Xia Shao smiled softly, feeling sweet in her heart. Senior brother loved her the most and couldn't bear to let her be tired for a while.
She didn't hesitate and handed the suitcase to Xu Tianyin directly. She also walked to the side of the wheelchair to help support it. As for Zhang Zhongxian, who was so angry that he jumped on his feet, the two of them chose to ignore it tacitly.
According to the seniority hierarchy in Xuanmen, Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin are of the same generation as the elders. They are indeed peers. Xia Shao called Zhang Zhong first his uncle, just because he was the junior brother of his master, Tang Zongbo, regardless of his seniority. However, it actually doesn't matter if she doesn't scream. It is said that Xu Tianyin refused to call Zhang Zhongxian Master Uncle when he was a child, so he taught him a hard lesson on the plum blossom pile. His basic skills were completely learned by falling, but he would rather fall than call Zhang Zhongxian Master Uncle. But precisely because of this, his basic skills are more solid than anyone else's.
Zhang Zhong pushed Tang Zongbo first, while Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin were guarding him. When the four of them entered the room, the disciples had already made tea. Zhang Zhong first invited Tang Zongbo to his seat. Seeing that the disciples were all looking at Tang Zongbo, he glanced at the disciples and said, "Stand up, come and pay homage to the patriarch."
Zhang Zhongxian's eye circles were still red, and he spoke with a thick nasal voice, but his demeanor was rare and majestic, and he didn't seem to be joking.
None of the disciples of the Yi generation had seen Tang Zongbo, and their eyes suddenly fell on the old man. The atmosphere was filled with shock.
"Is it true that the head patriarch has not passed away?"
Zhang Zhongxian has been saying in front of his disciples for many years that Tang Zongbo was not dead, but that he could not see his body alive or dead. Zhang's disciples also had doubts about this. During this Feng Shui master assessment, all the disciples were recalled, but only three direct disciples of Zhang Zhongxian knew the truth. The disciples of the Yi generation had little experience and were still young. Zhang Zhongxian considered this matter and still hid it from them. They were afraid that during the assessment, they might accidentally let something slip, which would have an impact on Xia Shao's safety and Tang Zongbo's arrival in Hong Kong.
Now, Tang Zongbo is here, and Xia Shao also severely injured Yu Jiuzhi the day before yesterday. There are some things that should be told to them.
"I have not passed away. I was injured by someone in a plot more than ten years ago when I was fighting in the mainland. I have been recuperating in the mainland these years. You have suffered while I was away. It is because I, the leader, did not do a good job." Tang Zongbo said, looking at the young disciples of this generation in front of him, the new force of Xuanmen, the future of the sect's inheritance, when they worshiped the sect and slowly grew up, he was not there. Looking at it now, I naturally feel a little bit guilty with emotion. The old man rarely showed such an expression. Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin both looked at the master, paying attention to his emotions.
Zhang Zhong first waved his hand, "There is no such thing! How can there be such a saying in the world? If the person who harmed others does not come to apologize, what kind of apology can the head brother ask for? According to you, as a master, I have asked my disciples to retire over the years. In the Feng Shui world, I have to apologize to them for causing them to remain unknown all these years. If you belong to my Zhang family, if you can't bear this little setback, your character and cultivation will stop here! You won't be able to take this step in your lifetime. Enter the realm of the master!"
"Yes, Patriarch." Qiu Qiqiang, Zhang Zhongxian's eldest disciple, spoke, "Although we have retired from the Feng Shui world in recent years, we have not really retired. We should calm down, stop focusing on fame and fortune, and study the magic of the Book of Changes. , devote yourself to practice. On the contrary, the disciple feels that he is much more diligent."
"Besides, Master is also trying to protect us. Yu Jiuzhi, Wang Huai and Qu Zhicheng are nothing! Two of our junior brothers died, and four or five disciples of the Yi generation also died. We don't want to watch the younger ones. The disciples of this generation have to die like this and have to retreat, just for today! In order to wait for you to come, we will avenge you and the disciples together!" Zhao Gu also stood up and said.
Hai Ruo also nodded, touched Wen Ye's head next to him, glanced at his two female disciples, and said: "As long as people are around, we don't feel bitter. Having entered Xuanmen since childhood, most of what I have seen is the impermanence of life. , joys and sorrows, ups and downs, who is not in danger? As long as people are around, everything will pass."
When the three of them entered Xuanmen, it was the period when Tang Zongbo was at the peak of his fame. At that time, Zhang Zhongxian accepted disciples for the first time. Tang Zongbo paid great attention to the disciples of the Zhang family, and he often urged them to test their abilities, and also I have personally guided many times. Therefore, the three of them are no strangers to Tang Zongbo and have great affection for him. When I saw him today, the three of them stood up and spoke, their voices trembling a little. Even Zhao Gu, the most grumpy one, took several breaths.
These words not only made Tang Zongbo feel a little emotional, but also the disciples of Lian Yi generation. They have done nothing in these years, but they did learn a lot by calming down. Moreover, they have not received news of the death of their fellow disciples in these years. Although they have lost the opportunity to strive for fame and fortune, in this world, there are gains and losses. They are there and united, which is the most heart-warming thing in difficult times. They were thankful that they had not lost anything. So now I can still stand here and see the returning patriarch for the first time. The feeling that I have done something right over the years is inspiring!
"Grandmaster, are you back to clean up the house?"
"Grandmaster, can we avenge our brothers and sisters?"
In the room, there were only twelve disciples of the Zhang family, but the disciples came forward to ask questions one after another, eager and excited.
Tang Zongbo looked at these younger generation disciples with emotion and nodded repeatedly, "Your uncle Hairuo is right, as long as people are here, everything will pass. Now is the time for the past, I will come back with you two uncles this time , just to clean up the door of Xuanmen!"
Tang Zongbo pointed at Xu Tianyin and Xia Shao standing beside him, and the disciples' eyes came to them!
They had noticed Xia Shao when she knocked on the door, but it happened too suddenly. The head master suddenly arrived, and the master burst into tears again. The situation was a little out of control for a while, and they were a little confused. Then their attention turned. opened. Now that the head patriarch mentioned it, they looked at Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin again.
Great uncle
Isn't that... the direct descendant of the head
Zongzi generation? !
very young! She seemed to be about the same age as most of them, and the girl looked only seventeen or eighteen years old! Younger than some of them!
And, the most concerning thing is, why does this girl look... familiar
I have never seen his appearance before, but this person has a smile and a leisurely and peaceful demeanor. Why, the more I look at him, the more he looks like...
Moreover, if I remember correctly, when the girl knocked on the door and entered, the master seemed to have said something like "Where did you go last night" when he came out! It's as if this girl lives in Zhangjialou! Is there such a person among them
Among them, there was indeed a girl who stayed away all night last night. She was Master Su's disciple, a righteous generation, but she severely injured Yu Jiuzhi on the fishing village island the day before yesterday. A young master of the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, he also adopted a golden python as a Yin spirit talisman, and carried the golden and jade exquisite tower, the inherited magic weapon of the Guigu sect! She is now the number one figure in the minds of their young disciples. She didn't know what she was doing out last night and didn't come home all night. She was so worried that her master nagged her all night.
Why did the master say to this girl, "Where did you go last night?" Could it be...
The disciples stared at Xia Shao. Hairuo's eldest disciple Wu Shu's eyes fell on Xia Shao's white skirt. Apparently she recognized the skirt. She immediately smiled quietly and was the first to speak: "So it's Uncle Master, no wonder your cultivation level is so high."
Xia Shao raised her eyebrows. She was not surprised that Wu Shu recognized her first. Although there wasn't much communication along the way, it was clear that this girl had a calm temperament and was very observant. Often when other disciples are still shocked or overwhelmed by emotions, she can calm down and think. He doesn't talk much, but he is very smart.
Xia Shao smiled and nodded gently, but the disciples all looked at Wu Shu.
Wu Shu smiled and said, "What? Can't you tell? My uncle was wearing this dress before going out yesterday. Although his appearance has changed, his temperament has not changed. Is it so difficult to recognize him?"
I'm afraid, it's not that it's hard to recognize, but it's hard to believe.
Who would have thought that when everyone thought that the patriarch was no longer alive, his direct disciples could go with them to take the Feng Shui master examination? Moreover, she had done a lot of great things in front of them, but they still thought she was Master Su's disciple
On the boat that day, they were calling each other "Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister". But after one night, she was promoted three generations in a row and became a master-uncle
This, this is so exciting!
The disciples' eyes all turned back and stared at Xia Shao, as if waiting for her to nod and acknowledge. Xia Shao smiled but did not answer, raised her eyes and looked at the boy who had been stunned for a long time with a smile, and teased, "I once said, let me call you senior brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to make up for it if you call me uncle ten times another day. Now it seems that if you don’t say it ten times, you will probably have to call me uncle for the rest of your life. How about calling me first?”
When Xia Shao said this, it was tantamount to acknowledging her seniority and identity.
The 106th generation of Xuanmen, the direct descendant of the master!
The direct disciples not only represent the seniority of the sect that is equal to the elders, but also represent the possibility that they will inherit the mantle of the patriarch and become the new generation leader of the sect.
Direct disciples, unlike the elders, are of the same generation, but have a more respected status than the elders in the sect. Represents the future successor of the sect.
This girl was only eighteen years old and had such a high level of cultivation. They had seen it with their own eyes. Nothing is more convincing than her strength, and nothing is more exciting than the moment of knowing her identity after seeing her strength!
The person who came back with the patriarch to clean up the family was actually her! It's her!
The disciples looked at each other, their expressions of excitement were palpable, and they almost didn't rush to cheer. This atmosphere made Tang Zongbo raise his eyebrows, and then he looked at Xia Shao with a smile.
What was this girl doing in Hong Kong? Look how excited these disciples were when they found out her identity. They were even more excited than when they met him as the leader.
Haha, I am really old!
The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old. After Xuanmen cleans up the door, should he consider enjoying a few years of peace and happiness
And while everyone was excited, only one boy frowned, his face was dark, and his expression was disgusting.
He was called out, and it was also called by the girl he always thought was his junior sister!
Great uncle? Why is she an uncle? How deceiving!
Wen Ye's expression could only be described as "stinky". The boy's brows were about to be knotted, but the girl standing behind the head of the family had a weak smile and raised her brows, waiting for him to say "Master-uncle".
What's even more disgusting is that when she saw that he was struggling and didn't speak, she didn't let him go. She turned to the man next to her and said, "Senior brother, this kid has been pestering me to call him senior brother these days."
After Xia Shao said "senior brother", the Xuanmen disciples turned their attention to Xu Tianyin.
My attention was all on Xia Shao before, but now I can't help but feel frightened when I look at this man!
Not to mention the disciples of the Yi generation, even the three direct disciples of Zhang Zhongxian, Qiu Qiqiang, Zhao Gu and Hai Ruo, had never met Xu Tianyin. They knew that the head patriarch had accepted a direct disciple, and he became a disciple at the age of three. But his identity is very mysterious. He is a disciple who enters the house and practices in seclusion. He never interacts with other disciples of Xuanmen.
Moreover, when Xu Tianyin left at the age of fifteen, Qiu Qiqiang and the other three had not yet become teachers and apprentices, so they were really unfamiliar with him. It is no exaggeration to say that today was the first time I saw him.
But after looking at it, the three of them couldn't help but be shocked!
This man's face was really dangerous when he was a boy! How did he come back to life with this face that was almost dead? Just judging from his appearance, this man must have a strange destiny! We can see some reasons why the head patriarch accepted him as his disciple.
Moreover, the man's aura was cold and stern, and he could tell that he was carrying countless lives and that he was a killer. Since he entered the house, he hasn't looked at many people. His eyes have always been on the old man in front of him and the girl beside him. He rarely looks at other people. To him, these are as if they don't exist.
Xu Tianyin's cold and stern aura shocked many young disciples. Different from the excitement and enthusiasm when facing Xia Shao, the disciples were a little afraid when they saw him, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
After hearing Xia Shao's words, Xu Tianyin finally raised his eyes and gave Wen Ye a look.
The real senior brother looked at Xiao Douding, who was a few steps away. His face was expressionless, his cold and sharp eyebrows stared at him, and he spat out a few words, "Call me uncle."
Wen Ye frowned. Others were afraid of Xu Tianyin. He was a newborn calf and dared to fight back, "Who are you? Why should I listen to you?"
"He is also your master's uncle." Xia Shao explained slowly with a smile.
The boy was so angry that he almost walked all over the floor, uncle! Great uncle! Where did all these great uncles come from!
Why is he the youngest among Xuanmen disciples? !
"You brat! Just scream when I ask you to! Have you wronged me?" Zhang Zhongxian kicked him over and threatened, "Go and serve tea! Go and serve tea to your great uncle!"
Xia Shao smiled after hearing this and said, "Tea must be served. Let's serve tea to Master first."
When she said this, Zhang Zhongxian remembered that he had been talking about things when he entered the door and had forgotten about serving tea.
In the Jianghu tradition of the older generation, etiquette is highly valued. It is necessary for younger generations to serve tea to their elders, and as Tang Zongbo is the head patriarch, all disciples who offer tea must kowtow and kneel in accordance with the etiquette of the world.
"Our incense hall has been occupied by the Yu family, so today I will use it as an incense hall in my small building. Follow the rules!" Zhang Zhongxian took the lead and held up the tea, asked Tang Zongbo to sit on the seat, and drank the tea first. After three ringings, he stood up and served tea. Logically speaking, he is an elder of Xuanmen, so he does not need to kneel down and worship, he can only serve tea. But Zhang Zhongxian had a deep affection for Tang Zongbo like a brother and a father. He didn't care whether he was an elder or not. Anyway, his life was saved by Tang Zongbo, so what does kowtow mean? Give him your life!
Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin moved to another place and looked at Zhang Zhongxian. After that, Qiu Qiqiang, Zhao Gu and Hai Ruo came to kowtow to Tang Zongbo and serve tea, and then came the young disciples of the Zhang family.
Xuanmen has a main hall in Hong Kong, but it is different from the main halls such as Anqinhui and Sanhehui. Xuanmen is a metaphysics sect, and the main hall exists in the name of the Metaphysics Association. It is located in the bustling city of Hong Kong. location. The association has an incense hall and a temple. During the holidays, many citizens come to buy amulets and pray for blessings. It is also a place where elders gather and summon disciples of the sect. From the perspective of the outside world, it is the place where Feng Shui masters come and go for gatherings, and the person who sits there all year round is undoubtedly the number one Feng Shui master in Hong Kong.
But in fact, that is where the main hall of Xuanmen is located.
Over the years, Xuanmen's main hall has naturally been occupied by Yu Jiuzhi, where he accepts appointments from celebrities from all walks of life and is highly regarded as the number one Feng Shui master.
For Xia Shao, this place must be taken back!
When she lowered her eyes and thought about something, the disciples had already finished serving tea to Tang Zongbo. Since Wen Ye was the youngest disciple, he was naturally ranked last. After serving tea, Xia Shao looked up at him with a smile, and the boy's face became even more tangled.
This was all a rush. Qiu Qiqiang, Zhao Gu and Hai Ruo came to greet Xu Tianyin and Xia Shao with smiles and called them "Uncle Master". If they had called them "Uncle Master" when they first met Xia Shao, the three of them would have said "Master Uncle" to them when they first met Xia Shao. People may also find it a bit awkward because she is younger and has only been introduced for a short time. But after seeing her cultivation, they no longer have this mental barrier.
The direct disciples of the headmaster are naturally extraordinary. In this world, no matter where you go, people always respect the strong.
He calmly accepted the tea from the three people, and the young disciples came to offer tea one after another. The disciples were more respectful and respectful towards Xu Tianyin, and even kept a distance from him, but once he served tea to Xia Shao, the disciples all Be active and kowtow with a smile on your face.
Xia Shao watched with a smile. Wen Ye's face turned grimmer every time he served tea to someone, because this meant that there were fewer and fewer people and he would soon be on the execution ground.
Wen Ye was still the last one. When it was his turn, even the young disciples stepped aside to watch the show with a smile. This kid is the most attached to Xia Shao. He chases her all day long and calls her senior brother. Did he hit his foot today
The boy frowned, lowered his head, and with a sullen face, he glanced at his brothers and sisters viciously. Without looking at Xia Shao, he lowered his head and rushed forward. When he got to the front, he knelt down with a bang, bang, bang, bang. He kowtowed three times, and the sound was so loud that those who didn't know thought he was hitting a wall.
As soon as he finished knocking his head, the boy quickly got up, held the tea and handed it forward, twisting his head awkwardly, "Uncle Master! Be careful of the burn!"
Xia Shao looked at Wen Ye with a smile, but did not take the bowl of tea. Instead, she looked at Xu Tianyin. Xu Tianyin reached out to take the tea, took a sip, turned to Xia Shao and said, "Just right."
Xia Shao raised her eyebrows and looked at Wen Ye with a smile, so that she could relax. The meaning is obvious, the bowl just now was served to Xu Tianyin, and her bowl needs to be served again.
The boy gritted his teeth. When he turned around, he stomped the floor loudly. He turned around and kowtowed three more times. He stood up and offered tea, "Uncle Master!"
"Hey! Be good!" Xia Shao responded with a smile, took the tea, and took a sip. The boy bit his lip, and Xia Shao blushed for the first time.
She burst out laughing, and Wen Ye's face immediately turned red to the color of pig liver. Xia Shao laughed for a while and stopped teasing him. Instead, she put the tea aside and got down to business.
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