Fish swimming around the world

There are actually many powerful people from Southern Xinjiang buried here, including several ancestors from the Wu Sect, several generations of ancestors from Twelve Dong and Eighty-eight Villages, several ancestors from the Zheng family, and a certain Nan Xinjiang person who was canonized by the Xiang family. Wang, and even some of Jiuli’s ancestors.

"Is this...a dragon vein? Why are so many celebrities from southern Xinjiang buried here?" Wen Renfengliu was surprised and looked at the terrain.

"I don't know if it's the dragon vein, but I finally understand why the old man Can Ling moved many inheritances here. It's the land of common ancestors. No one can offend him, otherwise he will offend the old man." Jiang Fan sighed a little.

"Old Man Canling, it would be more appropriate to say that Old Man Shouling is here." Wenren Fengliu smacked his lips and muttered.

"No matter what it is, when we come to the end of the field, we should also worship the mountain."

Jiang Fan straightened his clothes and walked towards the huge archway, which looked like a mountain gate.

At this moment, Jiang Fan wanted to show respect, and Wenren Fengliu wanted to see his father, so neither of them changed their appearance. Of course, in the depths of this hundred thousand mountain, it is really not necessary.

"Jiang Fan of the State of Qin came to the mountain to ask for an audience——"

Jiang Fan let out a long, clear whistle that could be heard at least three miles away.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. Jiang Fan raised his breath and shouted again at a louder volume. The sound echoed among the mountains for a long time, but still no one responded.

Wenren Fengliu was delighted: "It's so shameless."

Jiang Fan frowned: "You have face, why don't you come?"

Wenren Fengliu stepped forward and cleared his throat: "Taibaiju, Wenren Fengliu wants to see the old man Canngling——"

There was still no movement, and Jiang Fan was happy: "Haha, you're not that good either."

Still dissatisfied with the news, he shouted a few more times, and the nephew lit a lantern - as usual.

The two looked at each other, and Wenren Fengluo rubbed his head: "Maybe you're not at home..."

Jiang Fan was also a little doubtful: "Did he go to Shushan..."

Just as he was guessing, a voice suddenly sounded: "Canngling does not welcome foreigners, please leave quickly."

Wen Renfengliu was startled: "There is someone there, but it seems you are not welcome."

Jiang Fan snorted: "They didn't refer to me specifically, maybe it was you."

"Shit, Old Man Canling is my father's apprentice. I am one of our own, not a foreigner."

However, the next moment, a voice sounded: "The land of Canngling is a peaceful land for our ancestors. Don't make any noise. Please leave quickly."

Jiang Fan looked at Wenren Fengliu and said, "Haha, one of our own?"

Being teased by Jiang Fan, he felt humiliated when he heard about the affair. He flicked his silver hair and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Cang Ling, Can Ling? Come out here, my father is your master, and I am your senior brother. What's going on? , to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?”

Jiang Fan suddenly felt a chill. How could this guy look like a drunkard in white clothes? He was a stinky hooligan, wasn't he?

Before he could pull this guy away, a loud bell-like voice suddenly sounded.

"You little bastard, don't disturb my peace, roll the ball!"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Ren Fengliu, only to see his mouth wide open, with an inexplicable look on his face filled with surprise.

The next moment, this guy suddenly changed his face and angrily put his hands on his hips and cursed.

"Wenren old thief! You old bastard who abandoned his wife and children and didn't care about his family. It's your blessing that I recognize you! Stop yelling at me and pretending. I'll invite my mother's memorial tablet to see you. you!"

Jiang Fan was startled. It was obvious that the person who had spoken just now was Grand Master Wenren. He couldn't help but curse Wenren Fengliu in his heart. This guy is going crazy, so he quickly pulled him to shut up.

Hearing about the romance, he refused to give up: "Old thief, my mother is dead, no one can cure you, right? Huh? You have the ability to come out and chat with me. If I don't go bald, you will be sorry for my mother!"

But the strange thing is that Wenren Fengliu is very confident and refuses to stop cursing, but the one who shuts up is actually that bell-like voice.

For a long time, there was no movement in the mountains, and he was about to get angry when he heard the rumors. Suddenly, Jiang Fan felt that the sky and the earth were spinning, as if the stars were moving.

When I woke up, the scenery around me completely changed.

They were in a valley surrounded by mountains. The ground in the valley was covered with large and small white boulders. Opposite was a waterfall like a silver dragon. The waterfall dropped down in a series of dams like terraces. The water flow was crystal clear, layer by layer. Layers upon layers of beauty.

On the left side of the water waterfall, there is a tall, antique building with limestone tiles. A wooden plank road extends from the building, leading directly to the dam, and is connected to a similarly wooden suspended platform. A tall old man with silver hair like needles and a beard like a tiger stood on the platform with his hands behind his hands and looked at the two of them.

Jiang Fan was slightly moved in his heart, this was not Canngling, then it was probably the invincible Grand Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wenren Zhongda.

As expected, the old master he longed to see appeared in Canngling, which made him extremely excited, but before he could speak, a sudden change occurred.

The old man didn't say anything, but after hearing the news, he knelt his head on the ground, raised his head and spread his arms and shouted: "Son, pay homage to me——"

Jiang Fan:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

...Shouldn’t I call him an old thief? As promised, what about plucking his hair?

How come you are so scared when we meet?

His face was speechless and his head was covered with black lines.

Seeing this guy lying motionless on the ground, after a while, the tall old man let out a long sigh: "...Your mother is gone?"

"No more." Wen Renfengluo lay on the ground, his shoulders seemed to be shaking slightly.

"It's a good walk."

"Okay, okay, very good. Before I left, I had a gulp of wine and half a cake. I cursed Sansheng, an old thief, and called a dead ghost."

The old man remained silent, but Jiang Fan didn't feel well at all, and his last words were full of resentment.

"Finally... let's talk about the dead ghost..." Wenren Fengliu suddenly raised his head, tears streaming down his face: "Dead ghost, I finally became a dead ghost before you, it's good."

The old man was silent for a long time: "This is her last words..."

"Yes--" Wenren Fengliu said loudly, and suddenly, he laughed wildly, tears streaming down his face: "I have no mother, and my son has no mother on his 100th birthday--hahahaha..."

Jiang Fan didn't know whether he was crying or laughing when he heard his words, but he could fully feel the deep sadness in Wenren Fengliu's wild laughter. Who could have known that this romantic and unrestrained white-clothed wine fairy who wandered around the world was actually a man of temperament.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man appeared in front of the two of them.

He stretched out his hand and gently pressed on Wenren Fengliu's shoulder: "Your mother has been with the wrong person in her life."

Wenren Fengliu made a few sounds that were not sure whether they were crying or laughing, slowly raised his head, and stared at the old man in front of him: "She said, it's fine."

The old man sighed and murmured: "It's fine... It's fine, these three words have been with her all her life..."

After a moment of distraction, the old man patted him: "Get up."

Wenren Fengliu did not move, "Aren't you going to see her?"

The old man shook his head slightly: "No, it won't take too long, I will go to accompany her, there is plenty of time."

Wenren Fengliu was stunned, and the next moment he slowly stood up: "The end is coming?"