Immortality is above

Chapter 42 42: Patriarch, something happened

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  The mountains at night are as deep as the sea, the mountain wind is blowing, the trees are rustling, and the roars of beasts are heard from time to time.

A hillside in the leeward direction was cleared, and several blazing bonfires were lit. The meat of hunted animals was roasted on the fire. The fat was flowing and the fragrance was overflowing.

The soldiers gathered in groups around the campfire in an orderly manner. They did not say a word and were silent and solemn, showing strict military discipline.

There were only three people sitting by the bonfire at the top.

Headed by Princess Zhao Geer, Chen Weibin and senior brother Hou Huanian were on the left and right.

Zhao Geer was obviously in a bad mood, with a calm and pretty face.

I went up the mountain for three days and searched several peaks. I didn't find any sign of the big snake. I only shot a tiger and several other beasts.

The flesh and blood of these prey can be classified as "fine food". If they are warriors in the world, they will definitely feel satisfied with this harvest.

But they are disciples of Baidi City, and they all have "half-step innateness" that has opened up two to three hundred acupuncture points. They have their own backgrounds, so they don't really value things at the level of refined food.

Besides, the target of this trip up the mountain is the big snake.

How can I feel better if I don't find anything?

Hou Huanian held a branch in his hand, flicking the fire absently, and asked: "Wei Bin, does that big snake really exist?"

Chen Weibin replied: "It should be correct...Besides, you have also seen that snake shed. Such a grown thing shows the size of the original body, and there is a high chance that it has become a demon."

"But why can't I find it? It stands to reason that these enlightened creatures have a strong sense of territory and will never allow outsiders to invade."

"Based on the conditions in the canyon, I think it's likely that it has left."

Hou Huanian was startled: "Leaved?"

Then I figured it out.

Whether it is a human being or a demon, as one advances and evolves, the requirements for the surrounding environment will increase.

Just as poor people live in old houses, when they become rich and rich, they have to move into bigger houses.

He couldn't help but wonder: "You didn't tell me earlier? It made our trip in vain."

Chen Weibin smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't know beforehand."

Zhao Geer spoke: "We will go back down the mountain tomorrow. Senior Brother Weibin, your family's grand ceremony will be held the day after tomorrow."

"Yes."

"When the time comes, will the Clan-Suppressing Divine Sword be brought out for a show?"

Hearing this, Chen Weibin's face tightened: "If nothing else happens, the clan leader should use it to take charge."

Zhao Geer rolled his eyes: "Brother Weibin, can you tell the clan leader and ask him to show me the sword? I will take a look and it will never be broken. You know, if it were me, If you open your mouth, it will appear abrupt and suggest that you are using your power to overwhelm others. This is not good."

Hou Huanian helped: "Weibin, junior sister is just taking it for a look. You won't be so stingy and go against her will, right?"

Chen Weibin breathed out: "Okay, after we come down from the mountain, I will talk to the clan leader..."

After a pause: "But if the clan leader doesn't agree, please invite more junior sisters and don't embarrass him."

Zhao Geer smiled sweetly: "Of course."

Hou Huanian curled his lips and said, "Weibin, it's inappropriate for you to say this. Who do you think your junior sister is? Junior sister comes from a royal family, what kind of treasure has she never played with? She is just curious about the Zhen clan's divine sword and wants to take a look. Just look. In my opinion, what good things can a rural clan come up with?"

Zhao Geer said: "Senior Brother Hou, we are guests, how can we talk like this?"

Hou Huanian spread his hands and said, "Wei Bin, please forgive me. You know that I always speak so bluntly."

Chen Weibin smiled: "It doesn't matter. In fact, I also think that the so-called 'Excalibur' is just a nice word to scare people."

I already regretted in my heart that I shouldn't have mentioned the "Clan-Suppressing Divine Sword" in front of my classmates just to show off.

But there was no way. After entering Baidi City, he was inferior to others in terms of talent, understanding, and family background. He could only talk about two or three things.

He is eager to get ahead, eager to make friends with his fellow students, and unwilling to be looked down upon...

……

The weather is gloomy tonight, and the moon is obscured by clouds, making it appear dim.

The wind was quite strong, blowing whistlingly and making a whining sound.

Chenjiaji, upper half of the village. Although the patriarch, Chen Jiagong, had prepared to rest early, he was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

This situation is rare.

As an elderly man, he always sleeps very well and basically falls asleep as soon as he closes his eyes.

But in recent days, I have been suffering from insomnia frequently at night.

Firstly, it was to worry about the clan's ritual ceremony.

This is a major event, related to the development and prosperity of the whole clan. It must be carried out properly without any mistakes;

Secondly, it was because of the visit of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Since the establishment of the village, Chenjiaji has never received a distinguished guest of this status, a fifth-grade official, the highest level.

But now...

Moreover, she was not only a princess, but also a disciple of Baidi City. Her dual identity made her even more noble.

So these days, I was really nervous, for fear that if something went wrong, it would be the end.

As the saying goes: Companion to a king is like companion to a tiger.

Zhao Geer is not a king, but the king's daughter cannot be offended by neglect.

In addition, Chen Jiagong also had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He was frightened and always felt that something was going to happen.

This kind of impenetrable speculation about the unknown is mixed with some fear and makes people restless.

I couldn't sleep, so I simply got up, held a lamp, and came to a special secret room.

The secret room is square in shape, with an offering table placed in the middle and rich tributes on the table.

But there are no shrines, statues, or cards.

What was enshrined was a box with a somewhat strange shape.

This is called a "sword pouch", which is actually a sword box.

The box was made of unknown wood. It already looked old, dull in color, and there were even signs of damage on the edges and corners.

It looks ordinary and nothing outstanding.

Chen Jiagong's wrinkled hands touched the sword pouch, and the throbbing in his heart calmed down a little.

Then he offered three more sticks of incense, knelt down respectfully, and murmured: "Bless me, my ancestors, and may the Chen family prosper, and the incense will continue forever..."

After praying, I walked out, thinking that I could have a good sleep: tomorrow is the real highlight, and there are still many things waiting to be done.

Bang bang bang!
  Suddenly there was a strong knock on the door: "Patriarch! Patriarch, open the door quickly!"

"Clan leader, something happened..."

The shouting was noisy and chaotic.

Chen Jiagong was shocked and hurriedly put on his clothes and came out.

Some family members had already opened the door bolt and let in the people outside.

There was a large group of people, many of them holding torches in their hands, surrounded by several clan elders, and the fourth uncle was prominently among them.

"What happened?"

Chen Jiagong came to the courtyard and asked in a deep voice.

"It's the ancestral hall. Something happened over there."

The fourth uncle shouted anxiously, looking a little out of breath.

"what?"

Chen Jiagong was shocked and turned his head. He suddenly looked up and found that there were no stars or moon in the night sky. The clouds condensed and changed into various weird and weird shapes.

Many clouds hang low, as if they are directly above your head and within reach.

The night wind was whining, and someone seemed to be shouting in the wind:
  "Chen Liubai..."

(End of this chapter)