Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 231 Return to the World
For so many years, Xin Ziqiu has always had a vague longing in his heart, wishing that his father did not really die.

Although the Chicago police had given a detailed death report, he always had a vague and unrealistic guess in his heart.

Maybe the police got it wrong?Perhaps, the father had a twin brother?

There are always various versions of explanations in the boy's heart, each of which is full of loopholes, but it is precisely by relying on these self-made stories that he can temporarily anesthetize himself and have the courage to live alone.

However, the appearance of Hong Taiwei seemed to confirm his guess. Not only did the other party always have a familiar aura, but he also seemed to have favored him all the time, took care of him a lot, and didn't want to talk about his father's past. It made him suspicious.

Although this suspicion seems to be an excuse subconsciously made for himself, but this bold idea of ​​his has been brewing for a long time, and it is really stuck in his throat.

When Taiwei Hong heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, then stared at him, then kicked Xin Ziqiu, cursing:

"Get out, take advantage of less."

Xin Ziqiu was kicked far away by his foot, and had nowhere to focus in the void. He really rolled a dozen circles like an egg before barely stopping.

The corners of his mouth twitched in pain, and his heart was even more depressed:
I obviously took the initiative to be a generation shorter, so why did I still take advantage of it?

Hong Taiwei was still angry, and said cursingly:
"Little bastard, if you don't learn well, my son is enough to be your father. If you want to get cheap from my father, you are delusional. Go back and ask Xuanming about your father's affairs, and don't think about it by yourself here! "

As he spoke, he grabbed Xin Ziqiu, stretched out his hand, opened a space crack, and stuffed him in like a sandbag.

……

"Boom"

Xin Ziqiu slammed his head against the wall. This time, he was full of strength, but he was defenseless. Even though he had innate magical powers to protect his body, he was so dizzy, his eyes stared like gold stars.

Rubbing his head, he looked around and found that this was Jia's own bedroom.

The curtains are half-rolled, and at sunset and dusk, the bright golden afterglow sprinkles into the room, reflecting the spotless furnishings.

Everything here is so familiar, as if I have never left.

Xin Ziqiu exhaled softly.

Although he only spent a few days in the ancient tomb, there were many murderous intentions in it, and he was able to return safely.

"what!"

A woman's shrill cry interrupted Xin Ziqiu's contemplation.

I saw a maid dressed as a servant girl, her face paled with fright, and she ran out screaming.

Xin Ziqiu wanted to grab her to explain, but he didn't make a move after all, and let her run out of the room.

He had never seen this maid before. It stands to reason that the plum official incarnated by Xuanming should be cleaning here. Now that she has changed, where did Xuanming go?

Was it because the injury was too serious, or because the mission was completed, he was teleported out of this world?
Xin Ziqiu shook his head with a smile, and quickly put all these problems behind him. Since Taiwei Hong has already said that Xuan Ming is not dead, then what do I have to worry about?

He had just dug out a few clean clothes and put them on, when he sensed someone approaching outside the house in his divine sense, it was Jia Xian and Jia Zhiqing, grandparents and grandchildren, who looked hurriedly and came towards this side with hasty steps.

With Xin Ziqiu's state of great perfection in refining gods at this time, within a few feet, not even a mosquito can escape his induction.

He clearly noticed that the heartbeats of the two people were obviously accelerated, and they seemed extremely excited, and their footsteps were also very calm and powerful. They were obviously in good health. It seemed that the trip to the ancient tomb did not have any impact on their health.

Goodbye to the old friend, Xin Ziqiu was in a good mood, and stretched out his hand to open the door:
"Master Jia, sister Zhiqing, are you all safe?"

With tears in her eyes, Jia Zhiqing took two steps, grabbed Xin Ziqiu's hand and said:
"Xiaoqiu, where have you been these past few months? Master Lu said that in order to save us, you may have..."

As she spoke, she was already sobbing, tears were streaming down her charming and pretty face, like pear blossoms with rain, she was so pitiful.

"How many months?"

Xin Ziqiu was shocked, and immediately realized that he had only been delayed for half an hour in the void, but several months had passed in the human world.

He shyly pulled his hand from Jia Zhiqing's soft catkins, and smiled awkwardly:
"Well, it's hard to describe these things, let's go into the house and talk about it."

The three entered the room and sat down. Xin Ziqiu then told the grandfather and grandson what happened in the cage formation in detail, especially the part about Jia Zhengliang, which was introduced in great detail.

When Wang Xuanfu passed on his skills, he, Mr. Xu Jing and Jia Zhengliang's overall plan had long been unreservedly engraved in Xin Ziqiu's mind, from their plan more than [-] years ago to the final Implementation, without missing a beat.

Although the grandparents of the Jia family already knew the general course of the matter from Lu Dongbin, Chun Yangzi himself did not know much about the whole plan, so naturally it was far less detailed than Wang Xuanfu's memory.

When Xin Ziqiu told the ins and outs of the whole incident, Jia Zhiqing had already burst into tears.

Jia Xian was also in tears, sighing unceasingly, and said after a while:
"Thank you Xiaoqiu for telling the truth. The founder of Chunyang, Lu Zhenren, went to Longhu Mountain in person three months ago to rectify Xiaoliang's name. Not only did he restore his status as a disciple of the Heavenly Master, he also posthumously conferred the posthumous title of Master of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain. A few days ago, he was consecrated at the Luotian Dajiao in Bianliang City, and he was ranked among the immortal officials."

Xin Ziqiu was slightly taken aback: Why did the Luo Tian Dajiao have already been held, how long have I been away?
He opened his mouth and asked:
"Old man, what month is it?"

Jia Xian replied:

"Xiaoqiu, it's the seventh day of March in the second year of Jiayou, and you disappeared for almost four months."

Xin Ziqiu was startled, is it already the beginning of March?
He came to Bianliang in September, and it has been almost six months now, not many days before he returns to the real world.

But he still has many unfinished business here.

What Wang Xuanfu entrusted was the resurrection of the remnants of Huangquan, and the secret of the battlefield ruins under the Wuyou Cave, etc.

Time is tight, so we need to make a plan as soon as possible.

While he was in a quiet trance, suddenly someone from outside reported that a large group of people had gathered outside the mansion and wanted to visit.

Before Xin Ziqiu could react, hearty laughter sounded:
"Xiaoqiu, you have disappeared for so long without making a sound, and you are so anxious to the people of Shanxi!"

This sour accent with the smell of old vinegar is coming, naturally it is the white-browed hero Xu Liang who has arrived...

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　This volume has come to an end, and after filling most of the pits, there will be a vigorous ending, so stay tuned.

　　
　
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