The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 148 Returning to the Village
A few days later, Xiangdang returned to Taiwu Village with his car.

When Ji Feiyi, who came to welcome her, saw her daughter getting off the carriage, her heart skipped a beat.

Yi Dangdang's straightforward character has always been the first to get off the carriage, but this time...

"Chan'er, where is Dangdang? What's wrong with her, is she injured?" Ji Feiyi looked towards the carriage with a worried expression.

Xiang Dangdang looked at Concubine Ji in front of him, pretended to be sad and said: "Concubine...well, Sister Dangdang passed away..."

Ning Shuning, who was behind her, also got off the carriage. When she heard this, she looked at the slender figure of Qi Diaochan in front of her with a strange expression.

"What!?? Dangdang is dead!? How could Dangdang die? Didn't she tell me that she will be back soon this time???"

After Ji Feiyi finished speaking, she rushed forward to push her daughter away, and pulled the curtain of the car and lifted it forcefully.

In the carriage in front of her eyes, except for a pool of blood, there was no one there.

Immediately, Ji Feiyi felt the darkness before her eyes, and she slumped on the carriage.Two tear lines ran across her face.

At this time, the villagers in Taiwu Village outside were in chaos, and there was no sound. What should they do? ?

When the crowd was in chaos, suddenly a few old men stood out among the crowd, one of them had white hair trembling, and an old man with age spots on his face asked loudly: "Miss Lacquer Carving, how about you?" May I ask, before Taiwu died, who did he entrust Fuyu Sword to?"

Xiang Dangdang knew these people, they were all old people from Taiwu Village before he came here.

Looking at these people, he took out the rusty Fuyu sword hilt loudly, "It's here with me."

"Greetings, Lord Taiwu!!!" These old men seemed to be relieved, and bowed slightly to Qi Diaochan.

Seeing the respected old man in the village do this, the other villagers of Taiwu Village also bowed and said loudly, "Greetings, Mr. Taiwu!!"

Looking at these people in front of him, Dang Dang didn't feel the slightest surprise in his heart.

It turns out that this is the same thing that this village said about serving Taiwu in the past, but this is also a matter of course. In this way, no matter how many times this so-called descendant of Taiwu seizes his house, as long as he holds the hilt of Fuyu sword, this Taiwu Village has always been his old nest.

Looking at the poor people who have been fooled for generations in front of him, he didn't say anything loudly, he turned around and helped Ji Feiyi who was spread out on the carriage, and walked towards the residence.

After Xiang Dangdang helped Ji Feiyi to sit down, she also sat down beside her. Now that she is Qi Diaochan and Ji Feiyi's daughter, she should be comforting Ji Feiyi by the side.

"That... mother..." This mother's cry resounded like goose bumps all over her body. "Don't be sad. Sister Dangdang said when she left that she didn't want to see you sad."

Ji Feiyi, who was as numb as a puppet just now, blinked her eyes. She slowly raised her head and looked at her daughter, "Chan'er, you...you can go out, I'm fine."

Looking at the heartbroken Ji Feiyi, Xiang Dang felt inexplicably moved. It seemed that this person was also stubborn, and he still had his own in his heart.

"that……"

"I told you to get out!!!" With a "touch", Ji Feiyi slapped hard with one hand, directly splitting the wooden tabletop.

Dangdang sighed, turned around and walked towards the door, he was really not good at comforting others.

After walking out of the house, Dang Dang walked up the street and walked towards the Taiwu Ancestral Hall.

At this moment, the words of many martial arts practitioners in the nearby restaurant and teahouse came to Dangdang's keen ears.

"Senior brother, you have heard that the bloody dry road died in the sword mound."

"Is this true? It's a pity, I expected her to harm a few more decent shit."

"It doesn't matter if he's dead. Now that the martial arts world is in turmoil due to the Xiangshu incident, it's really worrying to have such an inconspicuous descendant of Taiwu. I hope the next generation of Taiwu can be more normal."

The news of this group of people is really good. They knew I was dead so soon? ?I can hear the gossip of these people ringing in my ears.Walking slowly from the street.

Suddenly, Xiang Dangdang felt darkness in front of her, and when she raised her head, an unexpected person appeared in front of her. This person was Sangjie Wangdui, whom she had not seen for a long time.

Sangjie Wangdui, who has lived in Taiwu Village for several years, has gained some fat on his face, and his body is no longer the strange clothes of the Wuliang Vajra Sect, but the clothes of ordinary people.If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that he is from the Western Regions.

"Girl Lacquer, Dangdang, she really..." Sangjie Wangdui had a nervous expression on his face.

"Yes, that's right, she is dead, you are free, go back to the Western Regions." Dangdang said to the person in front of him.

This person hadn't paid much attention to him since Xiang Dangdang became pregnant, and he didn't expect that he still hasn't left yet.

Hearing the words that came out of the mouth of the girl in front of him, Sangye Wangdui had a complicated expression.Suddenly he gritted his teeth trembling slightly, turned around and left without saying anything.

Rang Dang watched Sangjie Wangdui leave expressionlessly, turned around and walked a few steps quickly, and arrived at the unusually solemn Taiwu Ancestral Hall.

"Master Taiwu, you are here."

Xiang Dangdang completely ignored the old man next to him, walked in, and searched carefully in the Taiwu ancestral hall. She was looking for clues about the successor of Taiwu back then.

Back then, Granny Feng probably lied to herself. She wanted to find the answer by herself. If Taiwu had any clues before, it must be in this Taiwu ancestral hall.

But after searching for a long time, I still haven't found the slightest clue left by the descendant of Taiwu from the previous generation.

Dang Dang squatted on the beam of the house and meditated silently, and then she remembered the compact wooden sculpture in the hands of her adoptive father.

If the dream I had last time is correct, the last descendant of Taiwu should be my mysterious sister.

But when I touched the hilt of Fu Yu's sword with my hand, I was not taken away, so where did she go? ?The loud fingers kept tapping on the beams.

"Qi Diaochan, what are you doing in Taiwu Ancestral Hall?" A gentle female voice interrupted the resounding words.

Xiang Dangdang looked down, and found that his sister was looking up at him curiously.

With a sound of "huh", Dangdang jumped off the beam directly, "Oh, I'm here... By the way, I'm here to set up a plaque for Sister Dangdang."

She turned her head and looked at the rows of empty grids next to her. She hadn't figured out what this was for before, but now she finally understood.

"Uncle Li, you send someone to make a spirit card for Xiangdang and put it on it." Xiangdang said to an old man who came next to him.

(End of this chapter)