leonardwarren Page 137
Page 137
Originally, the emotions of the three people were very anxious.
But thinking that there is still a powerful Chuanzu in the Meng family, my heart settles down again.
The atmosphere in the hall is no longer as tense as it was at the beginning.
The three of them were also in the mood to sit there and drink tea.
Da da da...
Hasty footsteps sounded in the yard.
A young junior ran into the hall in a hurry.
"Patriarch, someone came to the door and said he wanted to see you."
"It's so late at night, we wanted to drive him away."
"In the end, he refused to leave."
"Go and have a look."
They had already told that person that the patriarch would not receive any guests at night.
If you have anything to do, you can come over the next day, and then help to report to the patriarch.
But who would have thought that that person would never leave.
They wanted to use force to drive that man away.
But it can't beat the opponent at all.
and so.
I can only come to the patriarch to report at this big night.
"Okay, I see." Meng Yun didn't know who this person was either.
But coming here so late, there should be something important.
He followed them to the door of Meng's house.
The door of the Meng family is very spacious, and there are four guards guarding the door.
At twelve hours a day, there will be guards watching.
at this time.
Outside the gate, there were only three guards left.
They were all lying crookedly on the ground, moaning constantly.
Just now, in order to drive away this strange young man, he wanted to drive him away forcibly, but in the end, he was thrown to the ground without touching a single finger of the young man.
Lose all resistance.
Only groans remained.
One of the guard captains lay on the ground and said to the young man: "You hurt us, and the patriarch will definitely not bypass you after he finds out!"
Their Meng family is one of the five great families of the Xuantian Dynasty.
The captain never imagined that this young man would dare to hurt their people at the door of his house.
But it's not a big problem.
The patriarch will come out soon to show this young man some color.
The young man didn't answer.
Just standing in front of the mansion.
His eyes swept over each building.
From time to time, the eyes will reveal the color of memories.
Da da da...
Clear footsteps sounded.
Meng Yun came out of the mansion.
Walk slowly.
Quickly walk out the gate.
The three guards howling on the ground did not attract his attention.
Instead, he focused all his eyes on the young man standing in front of him.
When you see the face of youth clearly.
The hand hidden in the cuff trembled violently.
The eyes are getting bigger and bigger.
The mouth is also opened in surprise.
Since the captain of the guard was lying on the ground, he could only see the back of the patriarch, but did not see his demeanor or expression.
"Patriarch, quickly arrest this man!"
"It's him who hurt us all!"
"You must avenge us!"
According to his guess, the patriarch would definitely beat the young man up in a fit of anger.
Take him back to Meng Mansion and imprison him.
however.
Things didn't go as he expected.
Meng Yun bends his knees...
it turns out...
Kneeling down to the youth...
Chapter 142 The return of the ancestors
The captain couldn't believe what he saw.
The patriarch actually knelt down in front of the young man.
What is the identity of the patriarch of their Meng family?
Xuantian Xian Dynasty.
One of the five big families.
Possesses the terrifying power of the supreme realm.
This level of strength, in this mortal world, can definitely walk sideways.
Even if you see the emperor of the Xian Dynasty, you don't need to kneel down.
Just bow your hands and salute.
This status is definitely the top of the world.
There are almost no people who can make him kneel.
Unless it was when the Meng family offered sacrifices to the ancestors, they would kneel down and salute the ancestors.
But just now.
The patriarch actually knelt in front of this young man.
Youth looks young.
Probably about 27 or [-] years old.
He looks handsome.
But the breath is very ordinary.
It is no different from the small vendors who sell in the streets and alleys.
Just such an ordinary young man, why did the patriarch kneel down to him?
Meng Yun knelt on the ground, looking very excited.
tears.
Flow down from the eye socket.
Along the cheeks, dripping on the stone bricks.
The voice was choked with sobs.
"Chuan Zu!"
"You actually came back!"
"Am I dreaming..."
Having said that, he wiped his wet eyes vigorously.
He looked at the young man again.
The appearance was still the same, without any change.
That's right.
This is the founding ancestor of the Meng family.
Meng Chuan!
There is no statue of Meng Chuan in the Meng family.
But in the ancestral hall, there is a portrait.
The person painted on it is exactly what Meng Chuan looked like when he was young.
Every year when offering sacrifices to ancestors.
The descendants of the Meng family all worship Chuan Zu.
Maybe some young juniors are not familiar with Meng Chuan's appearance.
But as an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, he has been worshiping his ancestors for hundreds of years.
Chuanzu's appearance has long been remembered in his mind.
When he saw the young man's appearance just now, he felt that this person was very similar to Chuan Zu's appearance.
It is simply carved out of a mold.
I also suspected that this person just happened to look a little like the ancestor.
But think of the previous guess.
Chuanzu helped the two juniors of the Meng family to obtain blessings in the Dragon Palace.
He instantly connected the young man in front of him with his ancestor.
Also convinced.
This person is Chuanzu.
"What?" The guard captain's eyeballs almost popped out when he heard the patriarch's address.
"Chuan Zu?"
"This young man is Chuan Zu?"
Only then did he look straight at Meng Chuan.
After a closer look, I really feel that it is ninety percent similar to the portraits hanging in the ancestral hall.
The night is dark.
Where the young man was standing, the light was not very good.
If you don't look carefully, it's hard to recognize this person as the one in the portrait.