I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 19 The Soul Returns Home
Wu Guo, the capital city.

Outside Youde Gongfu, there are more moss on the high wall.

The peach tree branches protruding from the mansion also revealed the information of depression and dilapidation.

When Du Youqian came to the main entrance, he saw that the seal affixed to the mansion gate had been damaged by the wind and rain until there were only a few traces left.

He stared raptly.

In his ears, he seemed to hear the laughter of his children and grandchildren, as well as the struggle between his beautiful wife and beautiful maidservants.

Passing through the decayed gate, he seemed to be able to see the child playing hide-and-seek on the rockery, with oil stains on his face that had just eaten chicken legs, and an innocent and mischievous smile.

There is also a girl in a white dress swinging on a swing, the blue sky is the background, and the long white dress spreads out long, as if it has turned into white wings.

He shook his head and took a closer look.

In front of him was still the decayed gate, and the yellowed seal was about to peel off.

The huge Youde Mansion is already a paradise for green-skinned hooligans and vagrants.

Those precious flowers and trees have long been trampled and destroyed.

The people in the mansion were also blown away by the rain and the wind.

As early as more than 20 years ago, contemporary Youde Gong was involved in political struggle and was arrested and imprisoned.

In the end, he was dismissed from all official positions, deprived of titles, and his family was exiled for three thousand miles for the crimes of slandering the emperor, prostitution, corruption, concubines during funerals, slavery and murder.

A huge family just disappeared like this.

Du Youqian shook his head, turned around and left slowly.

Counting it, the contemporary Lord Youde is already his sixth grandson.

Apart from having a little affection for the name "Youde Gong", he no longer has the slightest affection for these descendants.

I have never seen it before, so I can have any feelings.

Even when he heard the tragedy of his family being ransacked and exiled, Du Youqian didn't feel disturbed.

What's more, most of these people deserve what they deserve.

It has been more than a hundred years, and no one has followed the rules he set up back then.

A good family tradition has long been lost.

And now, the symbol "Youde Gong" has also disappeared.

There are still a few people who will remember it now, but in the next few decades, 100 years, this name can only be found in history books.

The romance of the year has gone with the wind.

The merits and demerits of thousands of years can only be commented by future generations.

Knowing that I am guilty of me is only spring and autumn!
Therefore, Du Youqian decided that in the next life, or in the next life, when he is free, he must find a way to find Wu Guo's immortal teacher to enshrine, the representative of the Shengxuan Sect.

At that time, refine some good pills and make friends with each other.

Then let that guy take him to Wu Guo Hanlin Academy to revise the history books.

Change the image of oneself in the history books to be more glorious, and then omit the unscrupulousness of the descendants with spring and autumn brushwork.

Well, that's right, just do it.

After leaving the capital of Wu Kingdom, Du Youqian's mood has turned for the better.

Traveling all the way back to the state of Jin.

On the way, he also chatted with the old man about his teenage madness, and did a few chivalrous things.

I don't know if there will be a legend of a white-bearded hero circulating in the world in the future.

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The young and the young left home and returned to their hometown.

The children met each other, and smiled and asked where the guests came from.

When he stepped into the small county where Fang's family was located, Du Youqian couldn't help but think of this poem in his mind.

Stay away from Wu Nong's soft words.

The somewhat blunt and somewhat rude accent came to my ears again...

Near nostalgia timid.

I thought this kind of emotion would never exist in myself, but it still came to my heart inexplicably.

If you really want to talk about your hometown, it should be the earth, right?

But Earth is as far away as in a dream whose details have long been forgotten.

In the previous life, the experience of Du Youqian, Lord Youde, as a powerful minister of the Wu Kingdom, has faded with the reincarnation.

The memories of my youth in this life became clearer, like a lens that has been adjusted in focus.

Walk towards the location of the Fang family's mansion in memory.

Du Youqian walked lightly, afraid of disturbing the dreams of the ancestors lingering here.

Walking through the rice paddies, the green wheat seedlings, and the children chasing and playing.

The lazy dog ​​sees the stranger and lowers his body vigilantly, ready to bark.

But when Du Youqian released his mana, the dog couldn't help himself, and became lazy and drowsy again.

"Old man, you are not from the local area, who are you looking for?" A young man wearing a short shirt for farming and carrying a hoe asked while standing on the ridge of the field.

Du Youqian stared at him, from his handsome but dark face, he vaguely saw the shadow of his eldest brother in this life.

"Are you from the Fang family? What's your name?" Du Youqian asked.

"Yes, from our family," the young man said carelessly, "Old man, whose relative are you?"

Du Youqian smiled and said, "I'm a relative of the Fang family."

The young man looked him up and down on the ground, "Why haven't I seen you before? My name is Fang Yuantang."

Du Youqian thought for a while and asked, "Who is your great-grandfather? Fang Haiping or Fang Haisheng?"

He remembered that when he left home, his elder brother already had two sons.

"Neither, my great-grandfather was the third eldest in his generation, Fang Haiwang," the young man showed surprise, "Are you really a relative of the Fang family?"

Du Youqian didn't answer, but asked with a smile: "Why did you go to farm by yourself. The Fang family is poor now?"

"How can it be? Our family has been separated since the generation of our great-grandfather, and we didn't get much land. Up to now, we still rely on being tenants for the master's family to make a living," Fang Yuantang said with a look of indifference, "They don't regard our distant relatives as their own family now."

"Distant relatives? That's not far away, we haven't been out of Wufu yet."

"In their view, they are distant relatives." Fang Yuantang was not angry at all, as calm as a cool well water, apparently already accepted the reality.

Du Youqian looked at him.

This young man is actually a spiritual root.

Although he didn't bring a magic weapon for the test, it was difficult to test the child's spiritual root attributes and pros and cons.

But it is basically certain that this child has spiritual roots.

It's rare.

Among mortals, among thousands of people, it is difficult for one person to have spiritual roots.

It is estimated that the luck of the entire Fang family is concentrated on this child.

"Son, have you heard of your great-grandfather, one named Fang Ying...Fang Zhongying?"

Du Youqian has been active in Wu State under the pseudonym "Fang Ying" for a hundred years, and almost forgot his real name.

"Fang Zhongying..." Fang Yuantang frowned and thought hard for a long time, then slapped his head, "I remember! It's my great-grandfather's second uncle. It is said that the old ancestor left home when my great-grandfather was not born, and never came back. Liezu once removed the name of the old ancestor from the genealogy, and added it later. There are still traces of alteration on it. I saw it when I was memorizing the genealogy when I was young, and I was very impressed."

As he said that, he looked at Du Youqian suspiciously, probably because he saw that Du Youqian's appearance was similar to his elders, "Old man, don't you belong to that line?"

Du Youqian smiled: "Good boy, since you remember my name, it means that we still have some fate. Before I leave, I will come to you and give you a fortune."

Fang Yuantang smiled disapprovingly.

Then the next second, his eyes widened, and the eyeballs almost fell out.

What about people?

What about the old man with the white beard?
Why is it gone?
Could it be the hell in broad daylight?

Suddenly he recalled what Du Youqian said just now.

"Good boy, since you remember my name..."

Oh my God!Fang Yuantang was so frightened that his legs went limp.

Could it be that the old ancestor named Fang Zhongying wandered abroad for many years and finally returned to his hometown?

Wait... the old ancestor said just now that he would come to see me?Say you want to give me a fortune?

Still please...please don't come!
Then give it to someone else!
(End of this chapter)