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Chapter 1,269 The Wheel of Time of Destiny

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    Just as Chen Yang and Lu Qian were joking, suddenly there was a strong wind around them!

    Chen Yang instinctively realized that something was wrong, and sure enough, along with the strong wind, a voice immediately reached Chen Yang's ears.

    The strong and powerful voice he heard said to Chen Yang: "Boy, you destroyed my ghost Gu and imprisoned my female apprentice. Pindao has written down what happened today!"

    The other party was really straight to the point, with no intention of avoiding any taboos.

    Chen Yang said coldly: "Old Niubi Taoist priest, you are so unheroic in hiding. Why don't you show up and see him?"

    "Hahaha, there are quite a lot of tricks in this little thing. How about you make a bet with me?"

    "Why should I bet with you?" Chen Yang responded.

    "Just because of your fianc¨¦e Yu Liangqin! You are in the house now. To put it bluntly, you are not trapped in it!? Even if you have three heads and six arms, it is unlikely that you can rush to your fianc¨¦e Shu in the first time, right?  ?¡±

    Just by hearing these words, Chen Yang knew that this old boy was well prepared. In order to avoid irritating the other party, Chen Yang said, "What do you want to bet with me?"

    "I know that your hands and eyes are all powerful, and you can reverse yin and yang, and even go back to the past. Since you can go back to the past, how about I make a big bet with you?"

    Then the old Taoist priest continued: "Three years ago, there was a murder case at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. The young man was carrying sixteen lives and buried a group of tomb robbers in the ancient tomb in order to avenge his grandfather Qin Baoshan. Now. Now  Three years ago when I went with you, you inhabited that young man, or you might be able to help him secretly."

    "What's the purpose?" Chen Yang's tone became very cold.

    "The purpose is to allow that young man to live without having to bear sixteen lives, how about that?"

    This is a bit like a winning game, that boy is the winner.  And this old Taoist priest won the bid.

    What¡¯s even more difficult is that the old Taoist priest is hiding in the dark. No one knows who he is, but Chen Yang is in the open.  It is said that it is easy to hide from an open gun, but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow.  But thinking about the old Taoist priest's tricks, Chen Yang didn't want anyone else to be implicated, so he immediately agreed.

    "Hahaha, okay, I promise you!"

    When the other party heard Chen Yang agreed, he immediately said: "Then, let's start now!"

    Just waiting for the other party to leave, Chen Yang immediately activated his spells, set up a large formation, and couldn't help but send his soul back to Shaoshi Mountain three years ago

    Only a few dozen minutes away from the world-famous Shaoshi Mountain, there is a small mountain village called Ziwu Village, surrounded by the Songshan Mountains in the Central Plains.

    The mountain village is not big, housing hundreds of households. It is a midsummer night, and there are no stars in the night sky above our heads.  The ground seemed to be brewing for heavy rain, and the air was sultry and irritating.

    There is a lack of rural entertainment at night, so most people fall asleep after eating.  But in an old house on the east side of the village, there was a faint light burning.

    Under a tall banyan tree in the front yard of the old house, an ordinary-looking boy of 17 or 18 years old stood with his legs spread apart and his knees pointed outwards, doing a steady stance.

    Ma Buzhao is stable and solid.  It can be seen that it took many years of practice for a boy of this age to be able to stand on such a pillar as solid as a rock and as tall as a cedar.

    "Too stiff!"

    On the wicker chair next to the banyan tree, an old man was sitting, holding a rare Luohan bamboo cane in the north.  Looking at the horse steps under Chen Yang's feet.  Without moving his expression, he waved his hand and hit the back end of the Arhat's staff hard on his calf.

    With Luo Hanzhu knocking the calf muscles, there was a stuffy sound.  Chen Yang's originally steady bottom plate still moved quietly.

    At this time, Chen Yang, who had transformed into a young man, felt an unbearable pain in his calf.  After regaining consciousness, he looked around and saw that he had returned to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain three years ago.

    The young man¡¯s real name is Qin Mian. He was born and raised at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. He has no father or mother and only has one Qin Baoshan named Qin Baoshan to depend on each other.

    "I've said it many times, when practicing Neijiaquan, where your anger goes determines how far you have practiced." The old man raised his head.  That stick was thrown with great force.  Even though he had been practicing the horse stance stance since he was young, Chen Yang's lower body could not help but shake slightly with such a beating.

    Being beaten like this by Qin Baoshan, a trace of stubbornness appeared on Chen Yang's pretty face.  There was no wind at all in the air, and the sultry air wrapped around his body like a quilt. After the beating just now, Chen Yang felt even more hot and bored.  But he didn't dare to refute Qin Baoshan Qin Baoshan at all. He immediately grabbed the ground with both feet, stood up from the ground, and took a deep breath!The horse, running around here and there for these years, carrying many names on his back, is truly an outlaw.

    Although Yang Jiuqi has been away from home for more than ten years, he has always been thinking about the tombs of the Eastern Han Dynasty in his hometown.

    Qin Baoshan heard Yang Jiuqi's name, but there was no expression on his face. He just took a sip of tea, smoked another cigarette as if nothing happened, and said to Village Chief Zhao: "Don't worry, smoke a cigarette first."

    Village Chief Zhao has long been an ant on the hot pot, but seeing Qin Baoshan's indifferent expression, he couldn't say anything else.  He just frowned, and the cigarette burned out after just two puffs.

    Qin Baoshan didn't care so much. He beat Chen Yang and Chen Yang's horse steps while smoking slowly.

    After the cigarette burned out, he stood up with crutches and said, "I'll go and have a look with you."

    " Six simple words made Village Chief Zhao relax his frown.

    "Sir, I'm with you." Chen Yang said, putting down his posture.

    "Practice yours, stay at home and watch the door." After saying that, he put the crutches on the wicker chair and followed Village Chief Zhao out of the old house.

    Standing in the center of his courtyard, Chen Yang felt a little disappointed.  But he didn't dare to disobey Qin Baoshan and immediately put away his horse stance.  Lock the courtyard door and return to the house to check the doors and windows.

    The old house where Chen Yang lives is the ancestral home of the Qin family. It is quite old, but it is extremely well maintained. The courtyard is clean and the bricks and tiles are neat.  The old house has three rooms in total, a study room, two bedrooms, and a backyard.

    Such a scale is still quite impressive in rural areas, and the landlords in the old society were nothing more than that.

    And just when Chen Yang closed the doors and windows, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the backyard.

    There is nothing else in the backyard of the Qin family's ancestral house. The courtyard is not big, but there is an ancestral temple.

    Chen Yang frowned and walked towards the ancestral hall in the backyard.

    A few days ago, the aging light bulbs in Tianci Hall¡¯s wiring were burned out, and there was no time to repair them.  When Chen Yang pushed the door open and entered, the ancestral hall was dark, but there was the slightest faint light coming in from the window.

    Standing in the ancestral hall, Chen Yang could not feel the heat outside. Instead, there was a gloomy feeling surrounding him.

    The ancestral hall is not big, but there is a statue of about two meters tall.  It was a majestic general, holding a golden mace and wearing a golden helmet, majestic and majestic.  According to Qin Baoshan, the statue is the ancestor of the Qin family - Qin Qiong!

    In front of the statue, two rows of figures are neatly placed, both bearing the names of ancestors of the Qin family.

    From top to bottom, from the statue to the spiritual throne, standing in front of Chen Yang, an invisible and powerful aura rushed towards his face.  But perhaps he was a descendant of the Qin family. Looking at the spiritual tablet and the statue, Chen Yang felt an inexplicable sense of belonging.  It was a vaguely proud sense of belonging.  Although the family's middle path is now in decline, it can still be felt.

    Chen Yang thought of the inheritance of the door gods from the past!

    Is it possible? This is inheritance meeting inheritance!  The godhead in his body has changed!

    Chen Yang then inspected the ancestral hall, especially around the statue, and found that there was nothing fishy.  Chen Yang turned around and prepared to leave.  But at this moment.  Suddenly there was a thunder in the sky on a sultry midsummer night!

    Snapped!

    The thunder resounded across the earth, and the flash of light before the thunder lit up half of the sky!  The light of lightning was projected from the window, and the room was instantly brightened.

    At this moment, Chen Yang suddenly noticed a faint coldness behind him!  And out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a dark figure appearing on the wall to his left.

    Turning around to look, he saw in the dark corner of the wall behind the door, half of a human face illuminated by lightning suddenly appeared in the white light!

    It was an ordinary human face, with no evil words written on it, but the eyes between the brows were full of coldness.  At first glance, it is a pair of eyes that have seen countless lives and deaths, and experienced countless Jedi.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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