Tomb Raiders in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 362

"I don't want to do this!" Zuo Xiaoqing pretended to be coquettish, and then said: "The battle is about to begin, and I don't know what it will be like to invade another world for the first time."

Zhang Faqiu touched it in silence for a while, and said, "Accompany me for a walk in the world."

Before the war was about to start, Zhang Faqiu thought of Li Mojin. He had "died" for hundreds of years, and everything in the world had undergone earth-shaking changes. Everything he was familiar with had probably passed away.

"it is good!"

Zuo Xiaoqing walked forward, and there was a passage emitting white light under his feet, which was the way to the world.

It was still Suzhen Bieyuan. Hundreds of years have passed, but there is not much change here.

The concierge looked at a man and a woman who suddenly appeared in front of the door. Both of them had good looks. Even with their eyes, which are used to seeing high-ranking officials, they couldn't recognize the precious materials they were wearing. become.

The two have no servants, but they are more charming than those rich children who are shouting and shouting, wearing fresh clothes and angry horses.

For a while, the gatekeepers guarding the door almost forgot their culture, Zhang Faqiu just smiled lightly: "Who is the owner of Suzhen Bieyuan now?"

The concierge didn't dare to offend the two people in front of him. Hearing Zhang Faqiu's words, he just respectfully said, "It's my master Li Jiu. I don't know if your honor is—"

"Go in and tell me that there is a Zhang Faqiu asking to see you."

The concierge murmured in his heart: "Zhang Faqiu...the name...is really nondescript." But there was still a smile on his face, and he cupped his hands and said:
"Sir, please wait here for a moment."

Zhang Faqiu nodded: "No problem."

Seeing the porter go in, Zuo Xiaoqing couldn't help complaining: "You're going back to your own home, so you have to wait for someone to report?"

"Who knows if hundreds of years have passed, there are still ancient people here, Qing'er, do you think this Li Jiu is a descendant of Lao Li?" Zhang Faqiu asked, Lao Li is Li Mojin.

"Come out and see."

Speaking of which, the concierge found the master Li Jiu and told him, "Master, a couple came outside the door. The gentleman called himself Zhang Faqiu and asked to see the master."

"Who is Zhang Faqiu? I haven't heard of it. I coaxed him away. It's really boring for everyone to come to see me these days." Hearing this, the concierge naturally didn't dare to say more, and he bowed his hands and was about to retreat.

Li Jiu suddenly yelled strangely: "What did you say! What did that person say his name was?"

"Zhang... Zhang Faqiu!" The porter was taken aback, he really didn't expect his master to have such a big reaction.

"Zhang Faqiu... Faqiu Tianguan..." Li Jiu got up and said, "Wait for me to go out and have a look."

He thought of a portrait hanging in his family's ancestral hall, which his ancestors called Zhang Gong; and no one knew that at that time, there was a saying handed down from his ancestors that this Zhang Gong was the lord of their Li family, Zhang Gong His name is Zhang Faqiu!

I just don't know why, this has always been a taboo of the ancestors, except for the core figures of each family, no one else is qualified to know this matter.

Li Jiu hurried out, and after seeing Zhang Faqiu, he was exactly the same as the person in the portrait, and his whole body was not well; he really couldn't believe that this group training passed down was actually true!
"The honored guest is here, welcome from far away! Treat yourself like a humble house! Serve fragrant tea!"

Zhang Faqiu just smiled, did not speak, and followed Li Jiu into the room.

After the fragrant tea was served, Li Jiu asked Zhang Faqiu and Zuo Xiaoqing to sit down, repelled the scary people, and then went to Zhang Faqiu and bowed his hands: "Li Jiu, the seventh generation descendant of the Li family, pay homage to the lord!"

Zhang Faqiu was a little surprised and just asked, "Whose descendant are you?"

"Family Patriarch Li Changkun!" Li Jiu knelt on the ground and said seriously, with a very respectful demeanor.

Zhang Faqiu asked curiously: "Did Li Mojin leave any descendants?"

"It is said that the great ancestor has never been married, so he has no descendants." As the head of this generation, Li Jiu naturally knows many things.

"That's it..." Zhang Faqiu felt melancholy, Zuo Xiaoqing patted the back of Zhang Faqiu's hand behind him, and said in a low voice, "It's all over."

"No problem." Zhang Faqiu said, "Get up and talk."

"Yes." Li Jiu stood up and stood with his hands down. He was really shocked that there are people who have lived for hundreds of years without aging or dying.

Zhang Faqiu said: "Do you know why Suzhen Bieyuan is called Suzhen Bieyuan?"

"I heard from my ancestors that this is the name chosen by the lord. Our descendants have inherited this foundation, so naturally we dare not disturb the things left by our ancestors."

"It's considered filial piety." Zhang Faqiu said: "Because there was a dragon god back then, her name was Suzhen, but later this house was given to a person named Liu Feiqing...By the way, you have a genealogy here, Naturally, these things will be recorded, and you should also know."

"About those things, the genealogy is relatively vague, and it is very old, and the subordinates don't know much about it."

Zhang Faqiu asked again: "Your family has lived here for generations, have you ever seen a woman named Liu Feiqing?"

"Liu Feiqing? Liu Zuzong?" Li Jiu's expression was very strange when he heard Zhang Faqiu's words.

"What? Could it be..."

Li Jiu hurriedly said: "My subordinates have only seen a portrait of her in the ancestral hall, which has been enshrined with incense, and the ancestors passed it down, saying that there is indeed such a portrait of the ancestors, but there are no descendants either."

Zhang Faqiu got up and said as he walked, "The ancestral hall is still in the backyard, it hasn't been touched for hundreds of years."

"Naturally." Li Jiu nodded and followed closely behind.

Zhang Faqiu looked at the surrounding scene while walking, and couldn't help hissing: "It's really a blink of an eye for hundreds of years, and nothing here has changed."

"That pavilion, Lao Li and I often drank there!"

"In that courtyard, the Dragon Goddess lives there, and Baishan has clean water to wipe her golden body every day."

"..."

There are so many memories, Zhang Faqiu even feels that all his memories live here.

The ancestral hall in the backyard is very large. From the first generation of the Li family, there is also Li Mojin's third brother, Zhang Biao, who are also enjoying incense and worship.

In the innermost part, Zhang Faqiu saw a huge portrait that took up an entire wall, with mountains and water, and a unique small building.

Zhang Faqiu and Zuo Xiaoqing looked at each other, couldn't help laughing and said: "Princess, I'm already here, why don't you come out to greet me?"

When Li Jiu heard Zhang Faqiu's words, he felt strange: Princess?What princess?How could there be any princess on my side?
(End of this chapter)