Chapter 105: The 20th Anniversary of the Massacre

Junior Brother He waved his hand and said: "The Mage Association is the product of the gang of soft-footed shrimps and the big alliance. As a descendant of the Yong family, how can the master's grandson join the Mage Association? It can't be him, it should have the same name!"

Everyone nodded, but Junior Brother Yu said: "That Yong Bowen is also from Chuncheng, and he joined the Mage Association in Chuncheng. Things about him have been circulating recently, and I also heard some when chatting with people. I heard that he originally arranged it on his own.

I am not a member of the Mage Association, but I accidentally caught a ghost... My brothers and sisters have not been involved in the magic world in recent years. Even if they are catching ghosts, they are in remote areas. They should not know what is happening in the city now.

Situation. The power of the Mage Association has expanded rapidly, including all sects, large and small. In terms of the power included, even the Grand Alliance and the Tongxin Association combined were far inferior. It almost monopolized all the sects in the city.

In the business of catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, mages who are not members have no chance to come into contact with ghosts and ghosts. For example, in Yangcheng, we have radar monitoring 24 hours a day. If there is any fluctuation of ghosts and ghosts, the action team in the association will arrive as soon as possible.

Monitor it first to prevent those mages other than members from having access to it. To say that Yong Bowen was very lucky. The ghost at that time was poisoned by someone. It was between the two types of ghosts and monsters. It escaped.

After he caught the ghost, he was recognized as a member. It was not that he took the initiative to join the association. Later, he even caught hundreds of ghosts in one operation and was accepted by Chuncheng Yucheng.

The world has become famous."

"Yu Chengshi?" Wang Laoshuan pondered, "I remember that when Maoshan sect Yu Xianshan had a son named Yu Chengshi..."

"It's that Yu Chengshi!" Junior Brother Yu said, "This person has risen rapidly in recent years. The magic items developed by his company have greatly changed the normal combat situation in the magic world, so I specifically asked about this person's identity.

I was also shocked at the time.”

Wang Laoshuan sighed: "Yu Jihai was a hero for a while, but in the end he died under the tricks of the foreign devils. I saw the scene with my own eyes. Yu Xianshan once swore an oath in front of his father's grave to be sworn to the Holy See and the Wizards Guild."

He must pay blood for blood. Whatever trick the foreign devils used to kill his father, he will get it back a thousand times in the future. Yu Xianshan has an average bone and cannot reach the height of Yu Jiyu, but in terms of character

He is as good as his father in terms of blood, so how come Yu Chengshi has forgotten the blood feud and joined the Mage Association?"

Junior Brother He cursed bitterly: "He is just another disciple who forgets his ancestors. What do you think he does? Junior Brother Yu, do you mean to say that Yong Bowen from the Master Association is probably the grandson of the master?"

Junior Brother Yu said: "The surname Yong is not very common. It is basically impossible for people with the same age and same name to appear in the same place at the same time. I think we can check this Yong blog first."

Wang Laoshuan said: "Okay, let's check him out first. If he is really the master's grandson, we elders cannot let him stray into a rugged road and fall into a tiger's den and perish! As for Liu

Junior Brother said that we should choose a leader, and I also think that Second Senior Uncle is suitable. However, Second Senior Uncle Shenlong is nowhere to be found. It is not easy to find him. It is better to follow the old rules and gather on August 15th to elect a new leader.

The door and the four major sacrificial wines. Since the master asked us to come back in thirty-three years, his intention is naturally to ask us to revive Taiping Road. This frame must be set up. When the time comes, everyone will bring all the disciples and let them

These juniors have a chance to get close to each other!"

Everyone agreed with a roar.

Wang Laoshuan looked at the people in the courtyard and thought to himself: "After the war, there were only a dozen of us left in the entire Taiping Road. After the war, the master adopted thirty-seven orphans from each sect, and then dismissed all the disciples in the face of the disaster.

We have spread branches and leaves everywhere, and that’s how we got to this situation today. There will definitely be a lot of excitement during the Moon Gathering Conference. If Master can see it, he will definitely be very happy." For a moment, I felt so sad that I couldn't help but shed tears again.

Tears come.

Junior Brother He saw it from the side and said: "Senior Brother, don't cry. If Master were here today, he would definitely be happy. Why are you always crying!"

Wang Laoshuan wiped away his tears and said: "It's a pity that the master can't see it anymore! I would have rather left the master back then, and I would have stayed and died for them..." When he said this, he suddenly became tongue-tied and his face changed drastically.

Junior Brother He just thought he was too sad and hurriedly shouted: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, how are you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wang Laoshuan murmured: "No, no, my master's Tianji skills are unparalleled in all nine continents. How could we not count such a catastrophe of annihilation of our family? At the beginning, he told us that our Taiping Dao would suffer a great disaster, so he wanted to send us away."

To avoid the disaster, why didn't he leave? Why did he and his master stay?" With trembling hands, he turned out the old paper that he had just folded and put it in his pocket, and read word by word: "The reason for this difficulty is

In response to the catastrophe, I escaped to another country with a glimmer of hope." I read these first two sentences over and over again, and the louder the sound became louder. Everyone in the yard was originally discussing the preparations for the Moon Gathering Conference. When I heard Wang

Lao Shuan read so shockingly that he couldn't help but stop and look at Wang Laoshuan strangely.

Wang Laoshuan's disciples saw their master's frightening expression and felt worried. They stepped forward to persuade him: "Master, don't be too sad. The master has passed away, so don't..."

Wang Laoshuan suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted "Master", blood spurted out, and he fell down on his back.

This happened suddenly, and everyone was shocked. Junior Brother He had quick eyesight and stepped forward to hug the fallen Wang Laoshuan. Seeing that his mind was shaken and his breath was not breathing, he quickly took out a calming charm and stuck it on him.

When I reached my forehead, I was busy with my hands, but I was wondering why these two senior brothers were standing nearby. Why didn't they help me? When I looked up, I saw the goatee Taoist Liu holding the piece of paper and trembling with his face.

It was so ugly that I couldn't help being startled, and quickly called out: "Second Senior Brother, you..." Just halfway through the call, Taoist Liu shouted "Master" and fell to the ground with a thud.

, fainted.

At this time, all the Taiping Taoists in the courtyard were in a panic. They had finished discussing the matter so well. Why did the senior brother and the second senior brother call each other "master" and they all passed by? Maybe the master was too bored down there, and when he saw the apprentices came back

, so when you are happy, you want to call everyone down to get together, but can’t you?

Everyone hurriedly carried the two people into the house, and quickly put on the talismans to save them. One person worked together, and in the blink of an eye, the two people were covered with paper talismans, and they seemed to have turned into two mummies.

Junior Brother He was puzzled. He thought that these senior and second senior brothers were the same people who rolled out of the mountains of blood and corpses on the battlefield with their master. They were strong-minded and fell down anyway. Thinking back to their performance just now, he quickly

He took out his own piece of paper and looked at it carefully. Other Taiping Dao disciples also felt that these things were strange. Everyone had been looking at that piece of paper for thirty-three years, and there was nothing special about it. Why did he suddenly give the first and second senior brothers to each other?

After reading through it, I quickly took it out and took a closer look.

Junior Brother He was ranked third among the disciples. He was just closest to Wang Laoshuan and Taoist Liu. While looking at it, he recalled what Wang Laoshuan said before he fainted with blood spurting out. Suddenly, his heart moved and he stared at the paper.

Looking again, his hands started to shake as if having a convulsion. Junior Brother He's apprentice saw that something was wrong, the master must be about to turn over too, so he quickly rushed over to hold him up. Junior Brother He shook his arms and shook the two disciples.

He opened the door and called out "Master" and burst into tears! Just now he said that Wang Laoshuan was crying like a girl, but now it was his turn and he was crying like a girl. He was just like a girl.

Like a child, his nose was full of tears and he lost all image. He howled twice, took two breaths, and then shouted, "Master, my disciple is unfilial. You, the old man, are using your whole family to do this."

Human life gave us a chance to survive! You died for us useless bastards!"

Yong Hansheng's disciples were all stunned, and quickly lowered their heads to look at the piece of paper in their hands. As they looked at it, they burst into tears one after another, and even more than a dozen of them fell down on the spot.

For a time, the cries in the Yong family's old house were loud, and the sound was louder than before. Even the spell that shielded the entire old house could not completely cover up the cries, and only a little bit could be faintly revealed.

, fluttering in the wind, spread throughout the new rural villages.

That night, not one of the hundreds of households in the entire village could sleep peacefully. They were all frightened, but they did not dare to come out in the dark to see what was going on. Finally, they managed to survive until daylight, and the villagers were strong.

When I had the courage to put on my clothes and go out to check, I saw paper money raining down on the village road, and the air was full of the smell of burning incense. The courtyard of the abandoned Yong family house was wide open, and many young people were seriously cleaning the courtyard inside and outside.

, the excitement was extraordinary. What’s even more strange is that the Zhou family, who had lived here for decades and refused to move, emptied out their house overnight. They moved so fast!

Chinese people like to watch the excitement. When they saw so many people suddenly coming to the Yong family's old house, people from the village came to watch.

Several old households in the village watched for a while and found that there were some old people in the yard who looked quite familiar. After looking at them carefully for a while, they called out one by one.

"Hey, isn't that Wang Laoshuan?"

"That's He Zhenguang!"

"Then the old Taoist is not the Shaolin brother, so why did he become a monk?"

"Brother Guixin, is that you?"

Recognizing these old people, the villagers couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"They have all moved away for many years, why are they all coming back all of a sudden?"

"That's right. It's okay to come back together. Why do you go to stay in the haunted house of Lao Yong's house? You don't know how to avoid it."

The old man also vaguely remembered that these dozens of people who had moved away seemed to be very close to the Yong family back then, and they all seemed to be related to the old Yong family.

The old people in the yard simply went out together, bowed their hands to the villagers in the village, and said: "Folks, our brothers are back again! We will not leave when we come back this time, and we will give our master, Mr. Yong

Keep your filial piety and look after the ancestral home for him!"

Then the good-natured person asked: "How did Mr. Yong become your master?"

Wang Laoshuan took a step forward and said on behalf of everyone: "Mr. Yong is our master. He is not only our master, but also our reborn parent! Today we are back to help him manage the Yong family again!" There are already people over there.

The disciple nailed a sign next to the gate, with two big and eye-catching words on the top, "Yongzhai"!
Chapter completed!