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Chapter 60 Yang Family Ancestral Tomb
August [-]th, Harvest Day, it is advisable to bury and repair graves, go to office and break ground, pray for blessings and sacrifice
The most suitable time for burial and grave repair today is noon.When Yang Zhen and his group reached the sky over Zhu's hometown, it was not yet Si time (nine o'clock in the morning).

Looking down from the air, Zhu's hometown looks like a washbasin, surrounded by walls that are several feet high, and the land within a radius of three miles in the middle is the place where ordinary people live.

The Zhao family's spaceship landed slowly in front of the city gate of Zhu's hometown, picked up one person, and continued flying.

The person who came up was a man in his 30s, who was a member of the Zhao family sent to Zhu's hometown.The last time he spent less than half a day here, he found out where Yang Zhen's father was buried.Father Yang has a great reputation in Zhu's hometown, so many people know where his tomb is.

The man was very surprised when he saw the Qin family, the great elder, the granddaughter of the ancestor, and a group of servant girls on the spaceship.It doesn't mean that the person buried today is a casual cultivator with a low level of cultivation. Why are there so many people in the clan?

But he didn't know that at first only Yang Zhen and Nanny were planning to come over, but after Zhao Yue'er found out, she said she wanted to accompany her to study together, and then Qin was worried about her daughter going out, so she wanted to follow her, and in the end it became this big one. help people.Today is also the harvest day, which is the day for the people of Xu country to travel in autumn.So everyone agreed to come to Zhu's hometown for a tour.

This world is infested by monsters and beasts, human survival is difficult, and death is a common thing, so everyone takes life and death relatively lightly.Although Yang Zhen is burying her mother today, there is nothing wrong with everyone coming out to play together, let alone being disrespectful to the deceased.

Under the guidance of this person, the spaceship traveled another five or six miles, and then came to a low green hill.

Standing at the foot of the mountain was a tall figure, it was Chen Fugui.

When the spaceship landed, Chen Fugui came up to greet him. After a brief introduction, he and the man led everyone forward.

Not long after, they came to a cemetery. Weeds were sparse around the cemetery. It was obviously a new tomb that hadn't been repaired for a few years.

"This is Yang Juren's tomb." The man introduced.

Yang Zhen was dressed in sackcloth, holding Jin's urn in her hand.He went up and saw that the tombstone was engraved with "Tomb of my late husband Yang Junmengji", signed by Jin Qingchen.Seeing that the place was correct, he put the urn aside, then knelt down, and respectfully kowtowed three times.

Looking next to the tomb, there was already a deep pit dug, obviously reserved for the Jin family.

Yang Zhen was a little sad, looking at the deep pit, speechless for a long time.

"It's too early for noon, why don't I take you to visit the ancestors of the Yang family." Seeing this, Chen Fugui pulled Yang Zhen out and led him up the mountain.

There are hundreds of tombs scattered in this cemetery, all of which are the ancestors of the Yang family.Yang Zhen found the cemetery of Xiaoshitou's grandfather, great-grandfather and others in it. Looking at the life stories recorded in the inscriptions behind, they were all qi-training monks, and the long-lived ones lived to be almost 150 years old.

Weeds grew around these cemeteries, and some even covered the words on the stone tablets. Yang Zhen took the trouble to repair these stone tablets, pull out the weeds, and let the inscriptions be revealed.

Chen Fugui was also helping. With his help, things became much easier.Yang Zhen was grateful in her heart, and her impression of Chen Fugui changed greatly.

After half an hour like this, the two finally came to the top of the mountain. There is also a tomb here. Although it is also overgrown with grass, it occupies a large area and is very well-organized. One can imagine how grand it should be back then.

"This is the tomb of your ancestor of the Yang family." Chen Fugui introduced.

Yang Zhen squatted down, and unexpectedly found that the tombstone had just been cleared, and the inscription behind it was also very clear, recording the glorious life of this foundation-building patriarch.

According to the records, this ancestor was from Yuezhou, and when the Yan Kingdom was destroyed thousands of years ago, he signed up for the monk team of the Yunxiao Sect and made some contributions.After the war, he obtained a piece of land in Zhujia Town.

It was really an era of great heroes!Yang Zhenyao thought about this old ancestor and the deeds of the ancestors of the Zhu family, and she was fascinated leisurely.

It's a pity that the road to immortality is difficult. If you can't go on all the way, sooner or later you will still be a pile of loess!
"Uncle Fu Gui, have you been here a while ago?" Yang Zhen asked casually.

Chen Fugui was taken aback for a moment: "No, the last time I came was three years ago, when I accompanied you and your mother to weed these cemeteries of the ancestors of the Yang family, and I haven't been here since then."

"Oh," Yang Zhen didn't care.He found a piece of grass and sat down casually, tore off a piece of grass and fiddled with it in his hands, looked up at the white clouds, and looked at the green field in the distance, falling into a certain emotion for a while.

"Uncle Fugui, in your eyes, what kind of person is my mother?"

"Your mother, she..." Chen Fugui hesitated for a long time before uttering a sentence:

"Your mother, she is a miserable person!"

"I heard from your mother before that she lost her mother when she was very young, and she lived with your grandfather. At that time, your grandfather rented a shop in Zhujia Town and made a living by selling wontons every day. Your mother was a The little girl, but she was also sensible early on, helping her with the work..."

"That shop belongs to your Yang family. The first floor was rented out, and your father lived on the second floor. At that time, he was a scholar. He studied on the second floor of the shop every morning. After reading, he went to the first floor to eat a bowl of wontons. Seeing him studying hard, your mother would give him a few more wontons every time. Your father knew that, so he would give him a few more copper coins every time..."

"Later, your mother had the aptitude to cultivate immortals. Many wealthy families found your grandfather and wanted to marry her, but your mother refused. In her heart, she always missed your father who loved to eat wontons. Then your grandfather passed away. Now, your mother made her own decision and married your mortal father..."

"Let me tell you the truth," Chen Fugui sighed, "When your father just passed away, I was thinking about your mother. She was young and beautiful, and she had the spirit veins of your Yang family in her hand. At that time, I was I really want to become a Taoist couple with her, to practice together, to earn spirit stones together, and to be a pair of ordinary casual cultivators. It's just that your mother has never forgotten your father and refused to agree..."

When Chen Fugui said these words, it seemed that he also let out his psychological depression.He sighed and said nothing more.

That gentle and infatuated woman back then is now a handful of dust, lying quietly in that square box at the foot of the mountain, waiting for her final destination.

Both of them stopped talking, and watched silently as the breeze swept across the green grass, creating ripples.

While the two were talking, on a mountain a few miles away, there were also two people observing them.

Of these two people, one is pale and beardless, and they look about forty years old.The other was handsome and in his thirties.

The middle-aged man slowly retracted his falcon-like eyes, and frowned slightly:

"Liangfeng, look at the way they chat happily, that kid really lost his memory?"

The young man was Zhu Liangfeng, and he replied respectfully:
"Grandpa Seven, that's what Lan'er said, and it's the same with Chen Fugui's report yesterday. These two people are familiar with this kid, so there should be no mistake."

"They won't talk nonsense on purpose, right?" The middle-aged man is Zhu Shiya, the chief executive of the Zhu family, with a suspicious look on his face.

"One person is still possible, but both of them will never be like this." Zhu Liangfeng was categorical: "If Gu Chunlan had cared about this kid, he would not have told me about the Jin family back then. Then Chen Fugui, I heard that he was in love with the Jin family back then. Jin's marriage proposal was rejected, and he is almost dissatisfied, and it is absolutely impossible to help this kid cover it up!"

"What did he tell you yesterday?"

"Chen Fugui said that he met this kid from the Yang family in Fangshi, and talked to him about some things about his father back then. The kid was pushy and refused to answer. Later, he simply fabricated a past story, and found that this kid really knew everything. forget."

"The past? It's not surprising that children don't remember."

"He said that the kid not only didn't see through the fact that the story was false, but also talked nonsense with him, and the more he talked, the more flaws..."

"Ah."

"Seventh Grandfather, if this kid really lost his memory, then we still need..." Zhu Liangfeng understood what the chief manager was thinking, he didn't want to kill Yang Zhen directly, so as not to offend the Zhao family.

"Even if it's memory loss," Zhu Shiya shook his head: "But he is the son of a female cultivator, and the possibility of manifesting spiritual roots is not small. If he can practice in the future, he may remember everything when he sees the clarity of his mind. of."

When a cultivator starts to cultivate the soul, he can repair the damage to the soul that he has suffered before, and then he will think of many things in the past.

"Grandpa Seven, my grandson has an idea. It doesn't need to hurt his life, but also avoids his threat."

"Oh!" Zhu Shiya cheered up: "What way?"

"Let him not be able to manifest his spiritual roots, he can't cultivate, and he can just be a mortal for the rest of his life." Zhu Liangfeng sneered.

One word awakened the dreamer, and Zhu Shiya suddenly realized: "You mean...Hua Ling San?"

"Yes! Find a time and let him eat it, and he will never even think about cultivating with spiritual roots in this life!"

"This stuff is a banned drug, I heard it's only available in Shazhou." Zhu Shiya hesitated.

Hualing powder will dissolve the spiritual root in the monk's body, making the monk a cripple who cannot practice.It can also work on children who are about to manifest spiritual roots.Such things are naturally prohibited in Xu country.

"Grandson is willing to go to Shazhou!" Zhu Liangfeng patted his chest.If he can contribute to this, the hope of getting the Foundation Establishment Pill from the family will be greatly improved in the future.

"Okay!" Zhu Shiya pondered for a long time, and felt that this method is quite advisable: "The best time to take Hualing powder is one month to three and a half years before the spiritual root manifests, so this is not urgent. I will discuss it with the ancestor. Later."

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