This wasn't the product of the familiar era.
'Mo Xiaofei' held the modern tool called mobile phone and looked at it from top to bottom. When his finger accidentally touched the screen of the mobile phone, the interface that suddenly opened and the sound that came from the mobile phone made him throw the mobile phone on the table.
Zhuifeng was in a daze during the whole process, watching his elder brother's strange behavior.
That damned old man must have done something to his elder brother … Such a huge strange centipede had crawled into his elder brother's ear … Although it had been dragged out in the end, who knew if that centipede had not bitten off his elder brother's brain?
Zhuifeng had thought of the possibility that Mo Xiaofei might be possessed by an evil spirit — but he quickly denied this idea.
Zhuifeng, who had inherited part of the Greed Inheritance, actually had a lot of knowledge in his mind, including the condition of being possessed by an evil spirit.
However, his elder brother Mo Xiaofei was very special. Even those powerful evil spirits might not be able to get close to him. Ordinary evil spirits might not even be able to get close to him. This was not because of Big Brother Mo Xiaofei's powerful superpower, but because Big Brother Mo Xiaofei's body contained True Dragon's blood.
Because of the True Dragon's Blood's strengthening and transformation of his body, Brother Mo Xiaofei was able to bear this powerful and constantly improving superpower. For the time being, he didn't have to worry that the evolution of his brain would exceed the burden of his body.
'I'm afraid his brain was really bitten by the centipede … Isn't that what people in modern society call it: Thinking disorder.'
"Can this thing really transmit sound from a thousand miles away, and even communicate face to face with people thousands of miles away?" 'Mo Xiaofei' suddenly looked at Zhuifeng.
"Elder brother, why don't you give a call home and try it with your parents?" Zhuifeng said tentatively.
He dropped out of junior high school, so he didn't have a high level of education. Most of his knowledge came from hearsay … He heard that if someone was crazy, it was better to communicate with their relatives. Anyway, this was just a flash of inspiration for Wind-Chasing Wolf.
"No need." 'Mo Xiaofei' shook his head and stared at Zhuifeng, saying indifferently, "I've just woken up, so there are many things I don't know about the modern society. Although you're a demon, you're still able to protect me when I'm in danger. That's enough to show your loyalty! "
"Hehe …" Zhuifeng scratched his head embarrassedly. "Big brother, what are you saying? We are brothers. Isn't that what you said? Besides, you and I didn't even know each other back then. You also had a reason to sacrifice your life for me … This is nothing! "
That was an unforgettable scene for Zhuifeng. In the grand concert in the gymnasium, that young man in a loose firefighter's uniform risked his life to save her … That determined gaze.
'Mo Xiaofei' stood up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. He muttered to himself, "Although I rule the six directions, I don't have anyone I can trust. It's rare for me to see such sincerity in your eyes … You said you're Zhuifeng, right? "
Zhuifeng nodded … Facing a psychopath, I'd better go along with him first.
In fact, Zhuifeng didn't have a better way now. He naturally knew that Mo Xiaofei's current situation wasn't good. However, this was something that he couldn't solve with his ability. In this case, it was better to keep a close watch on him. At least, he wouldn't let Brother Mo Xiaofei run around. Otherwise, if he caused trouble with his ability, he would be more terrifying than himself.
If he could find Master Long or Master Turtle, they should be able to find a solution.
As for the other option, it was to go back to the pet hospital … But Zhuifeng had a headache when he thought about it. Because he and Mo Xiaofei sneaked out when Sun Xiaosheng, the temporary coach, was having a good time in the Elysium World. Besides, if his brother became like this, it would only make his uncle and aunt worried if he was sent back home. It wasn't good.
'Mo Xiaofei' walked to the front of Zhuifeng at this time, stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder. He said indifferently, "Magnanimity is magnanimous. If I don't have such magnanimity, how can I be a king? Although you are a demon, you are loyal. I can still put you in an important position! Today, I just woke up, and you are the only one I can trust … Well, I will confer you the title of Grand Commandant with a golden seal and a purple ribbon. You will be in charge of military affairs. But now it's simple. Let's leave the matter of the golden seal for another time! "
"Oh … Oh! Okay. "
Although I don't know what it is, I'll just agree. There should be no problem, right?
Brother, when will you come back?
'Mo Xiaofei' pondered for a moment at this time, then sat down, closed his eyes and meditated. Despite this, Zhuifeng still didn't dare to speak loudly. He even shut up directly because he only felt that his brother had become aggressive at this time, which made him unconsciously have a kind of awe.
Suddenly, 'Mo Xiaofei' opened his eyes and asked slowly, "Grand Commandant Zhuifeng, I want to ask you. Who do you think you are? Who was the emperor back then?"
"Ah?" Zhuifeng scratched his head. He didn't care about human society at all. If he was asked when "Iron Armor Omnipotent Man" would be broadcasted, he could answer.
"What? Grand Commandant Zhuifeng, you don't know? "'Mo Xiaofei' frowned at this time.
"Well …" Zhuifeng had to say helplessly, "Brother, why don't you ask Baidu?"
"Baidu?" 'Mo Xiaofei' gave a start.
Zhuifeng nodded, saying with half understanding, "Isn't that what people say? 'Ask Baidu', you can find the answer to anything. Baidu knows everything! "
'Mo Xiaofei' suddenly asked curiously, "Is this true? I didn't expect that there's such a knowledgeable person in this world. What's more, this person is a woman … Well, where is she? How can I meet her? "
"Well, Baidu seems to be in your mobile phone …"
'Mo Xiaofei' gave a start again, then looked at the smartphone on the table, gazing at it deeply, "Now, there's such a strange magic that can trap people in this small box …"
Brother, wake up!!
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The old house of the Song Family was not far from Mount Tai. From here, one could overlook the peak of Mount Tai.
That being said, there was still a long distance to Mount Tai.
The Song Family and Luoqiu's group took the private plane of the Zhang Family. After getting off the plane, the special car arranged by Mr. Seven was already waiting outside the airport.
This time, nothing strange happened in the airport. After getting on the special car, Song Tianyou was silent all the way. After about half a day's drive, Song Tianyou finally returned to the hometown he had left for many years.
This time, he had brought back the Song Family's bloodline that had been wandering outside. Even Song Tianyou, who had lived half of his life as an iron-blooded person, couldn't help but shed tears … It was probably a kind of feeling called homesickness?
As soon as he got off the car, Song Tianyou let go of Song Haoran and Song Ying's hands. Holding his crutch, he staggered to a small slope overlooking the village ahead.
The old man's figure began to elongate under the orange-red sky. At this time, Song Tianyou waved his crutch, pointing to a place with people in front, and began to talk about the past many years.
"Actually, I didn't grow up here." Song Tianyou slowly said, "But when I was a child, my family would bring me back here once a year. My Abba, Grandpa, and Big Brother … who is also your grandfather. "
He looked at Luoqiu and smiled in relief. Moving his crutch, he pointed to a mountain forest not far away, "The ancestral grave of the Song Family is there. Rest well tonight, I'll take you there tomorrow."
Luoqiu felt the wind was strong, so he helped Father Song down.
From here on, Song Tianyou chose to walk. "At that time, this place was called Song Family Village. Now it's called Song Village. I heard from my grandfather that Song Family Village was protected by an immortal. It was the child of the Dragon God, called 'Wang'. It lived in the pool in the forest behind the mountain. "
"The child of the Dragon God …" Luoqiu was startled and curiously asked, "'Wang'? Wang as in 'forget' or 'see'? "
"Wang as in 'see'." Song Tianyou was lost in his memories, "When I was a child, I asked my grandfather to take me to see the child of the Dragon God. He did. At that time, I went to the pool. It was connected to a medium-sized waterfall. At that time, I was young and had never seen a waterfall. I felt that the place had an extraordinary aura, and I was quite frightened. My grandfather and I stood there for a long time, and I could still hear thunderous sounds coming from the depths of the waterfall. My grandfather told me that it was the child of the Dragon God, 'Wang', shouting. It was the roar of a dragon. "
Hearing this, Song Ying came forward and casually said, "There should be a cave or something behind the waterfall. The wind passed through, forming a wind hole, and that's why there was the sound."
Song Tianyou just chuckled and lightly tapped Song Ying's head with his crutch, "If you had said this to my grandfather back then, he would have tapped you like this and said you were disrespectful."
Song Ying could only stick out her tongue.
Zhang Qingrui, who was following beside them, smiled faintly, "As the saying goes, 'It's not the height of a mountain, it's the presence of a dragon that makes it spiritual.' This place is surrounded by green hills and clear waters. It's indeed a place with good feng shui. "
"Oh? Miss Zhang also knows about feng shui metaphysics? "Father Song looked at her with a smile.
Zhang Qingrui stroked her hair and said softly, "I can't say that I understand it. It's just that I have some old books on feng shui metaphysics at home. When I was free, I flipped through some of them. That's why I only know a little, but it's all superficial knowledge."
"Miss Zhang is too modest." Song Tianyou chuckled, "Feng shui geomancy, speaking of which, it's the old profession of your grandmother's family."
Zhang Qingrui just smiled and didn't intend to continue on this topic.
"Is the house in front the ancestral home?" Luoqiu suddenly asked as he looked at the big old courtyard in front of them.
Song Tianyou said, "That's right. That's the ancestral home of our Song family. Twenty years ago, when I first came back from abroad, more than half of the house was already there. The things in the house had long disappeared. Later on, I hired some people to renovate this residence and also hired a few housekeepers. When I came back a few years ago, I could still see some old people, but not necessarily now … Let's go, it's getting dark. "
"Strange, why isn't it dark yet? I can't see anyone." Song Ying looked at the entrance of the village and saw an archway with the words' Song Village 'written on it. "Grandpa, do the people here all go to bed so early?"
Song Tianyou said, "Villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset. It's normal for them to go to bed early. But … it's indeed a bit early today. "
At this time, Song Haoran gave a signal with his eyes. A strong man in a black suit beside him nodded and quickly walked into the village.
When he walked out of the archway, a group of people happened to arrive at the archway — the strong man came back with an old man.
"Master, there seems to be a situation. I've brought someone back," the strong bodyguard said respectfully.
When the old man saw Song Tianyou, he was startled at first. Then, he took two steps closer and opened his eyes forcefully. His vision seemed to be a bit blurred, probably because his eyesight had deteriorated.
The old man said, "You … Are you Master Song? The master of Song Family's big house? "
"Song Bo?" Song Tianyou frowned. Obviously, he recognized the old man, "Are you Song Bo?"
"It's me, it's me." The old man patted his chest and gave a thumbs up, "Master Song still remembers me!"
Song Tianyou smiled, "Of course I remember. You were there when the house was being repaired. I even had dinner at your house … Later, I came back several times, but I didn't see you. How are you? Are you in good health? "
"Good, good. I can eat and sleep well. I also drink a few ounces of white wine every day!" Song Bo patted his chest and said, "I went out to make a living for more than ten years. I came back two or three years ago. I'm old and can't walk anymore. I'm waiting for death here. "
Song Tianyou patted the old man's shoulder and said with a smile, "You're still very strong. It's too early to say that … By the way, I just came back. Let's talk on the way. You come with me and tell me about the village … Just now, my people said that there's some situation in the village. What happened?"
Song Bo looked hesitant at this time. He seemed to be a little afraid. He looked back at the village and wanted to say something.
"Song Bo, I'm also a member of Song Family Village." Song Tianyou said indifferently, "I've also burned incense in the ancestral hall of Song Family Village. If there's any trouble in the village, I can't ignore it. If you have something to say, just say it. Is there any difficulty in life?"
"Alas, Master Song, it's not a matter of helping or not." Song Bo shook his head, "Some things can't be decided by money."
Song Tianyou was stunned.
Song Haoran smiled and said, "Grandpa Song Bo, do you still remember me? Song Haoran, Master Song's son. "
"Yes, yes, young master." Song Bo opened his mouth and smiled, revealing his few teeth, "You've grown up. When I saw you last time, you were less than half of my height!"
Song Haoran smiled slightly, "Yes, I've grown up. But not only have I grown up, but I've also become more capable. Master Song Bo, you just said that some things can't be decided by money. That's good. We can also decide things that can't be decided by money. If you have something to say, just say it. "
"This …" Song Bo hesitated for a moment and then looked at the people of Song Family.
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