undead warrior

Chapter 16
The coachman drove the carriage towards the center of the city. Patriarch Mo stared at him all the way without saying a word.

The carriage stopped in front of an old and majestic house, and when Mo Wentian got out of the car, he saw the plaque on the gate, and tears welled up in his eyes. He saw two words 'ancestral hall' written on it!This plaque is still from the past and has not been changed. It looks so kind.

Patriarch Mo glanced at his expression, walked in without saying a word, Mo Wentian stared at the plaque for a long time before entering.

Inside the gate is a spacious square, and there is only one large building in the yard, majestic, solemn, and vicissitudes.But in front of the building, a stone statue was kneeling there.

As he walked closer, Mo Wentian's tears couldn't stop streaming down his face. He knew why people reacted so violently when they heard his name. He saw the inscription on the back of the stone statue, "Don't ask your sons who are not filial".

Tears flowed down, he closed his eyes in pain, remembering the look in his father's eyes back then, he hated himself so much, let the statue kneel here and leave a stink for thousands of years!
"come in!"

Indifferent words came from inside, Mo Wentian stepped in, and immediately saw Patriarch Mo offering incense, and several priests stood beside him solemnly and cast their gazes.

Facing north and south in the house is a high platform, the highest point is the golden statue of the first generation of ancestors, slightly lower is the silver statue of the second generation and three people, one of them is the silver statue of the father with its back to the gate.Mo Wentian's tears almost couldn't be stopped, does this mean that he is ashamed of his descendants and shameless?

The tablets are scattered all over the bottom, densely packed with tablets, and on the top are six, all of which are Mo Wentian's brothers, but there is no one for him.

Not only this side, but also tablets on both sides, which are the spiritual tablets of later branch disciples, and there are many portraits hanging in some places, which are the treatment only for those who have meritorious service.

And on the roof, there are wooden signs hanging close together. These wooden signs are black and one foot in size.In the ancestral hall, the dead are enshrined on spiritual tablets, and the living are hung with battle cards on the roof. This is the rule of the Mo family.

Mo Wentian was about to kneel and kowtow immediately, but Patriarch Mo who turned around waved his hand to stop him.

"Don't rush to worship your ancestors."

After speaking, with a wave of hand, the priests immediately retreated to the door and closed the door.

Candles were brightly lit in the hall, Patriarch Mo stared at Mo Wentian, and asked word by word, "Even if you go back to your ancestors, it is impossible for [-]% of the blood. Although the method of purifying the blood has not been lost, the medicine has long been difficult. Mi, who are you?"

It's no wonder that Patriarch Mo is so vigilant, it's really because the Mo family is facing internal and external troubles, and the wind and rain are precarious. A child of [-]% blood suddenly appears, there is no surprise, only fright.

"Hey……"

A long sigh came from Mo Wentian's mouth, and now he didn't want to hide anything, silently took out a wooden token from the evil ghost ring and handed it over, it was his battle token!
Patriarch Mo took it in surprise, his eyes bulged out when he saw the handwriting on it.

On the front is the identity written "Mo Wentian, a child of three generations", and on the back is the achievement "Entered the Lingxiao Sect at the age of 12, and killed a demon from outside the territory at the age of 16".

No matter how surprised Patriarch Mo was, Mo Wentian burst into tears and knelt heavily on the ground, no one could understand his mood at this moment.

"Whoa..."

All the spiritual positions were actually poured out, the battle cards on the roof began to shake, and the candles flickered on and off.What is even more unbelievable is that the eyes of those statues shed blood and tears, as if they were accusing Mo Wentian of the tragic experience of the Mo family for more than 1000 years!
"Huh!"

There was lightning and thunder outside, and suddenly it rained heavily. The priests were all outside the door, and could only stand under the eaves, letting the wind and rain beat.

The light from the lightning kept projecting into the ancestral hall, and there was a weeping sound, which made the hall even more strange. Patriarch Mo woke up with a start, let go of his hand, and the battle card fell to the ground.

Mo Wentian was prostrating three times and kowtowing nine times, crying on the bluestone floor, when he stood up, the tears stopped.What's even more strange is that the sudden rainstorm stopped outside, and the candles were no longer flickering. Only the fallen tablet proved that the incident really happened.

"You...you...how are you still alive!"

Mo Wentian bent down to pick up his battle card, then took out the corpse suppressing talisman, and stuffed them into Patriarch Mo's hands together.

Patriarch Mo foolishly picked up the corpse suppressing talisman, his hands trembling, "Are you a human or a corpse?"

"Don't worry about who I am, remember that I will lead the family back to my hometown. Hang up my battle card and ask me to get something in a few days."

After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian turned and opened the door, and strode out amidst the astonished eyes of the priests.When passing by his own statue, he took a deep breath. He wanted to use his achievements to wash away this shame, and justifiably asked the Mo family to remove the statue and destroy it.

"how so……"

Patriarch Mo's complicated words came from behind, when a priest suddenly spoke.

"Wait a minute, I haven't worshiped the Goddess of Clouds and the God of War yet."

Mo Wentian suddenly turned his head and saw the priest pointing to a side door, his eyes flashed fiercely, "They are not qualified to let me worship!"

(End of this chapter)