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"Grandma, Master Yang has brought it to you."

From behind the door, a rather old but still energetic female voice came:

"You all leave. I will meet with Master Yang alone. I will also warn the others that anyone who dares to eavesdrop will be punished according to the family rules!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, the Deng brothers bowed and said goodbye and left.

Then the two of them dismissed all the curious disciples around them.

Soon Yang Fang was the only one left here.

Yang Fang pushed open the door in front of him, and the first thing he saw was a back.

She was a plump and short old lady.

The old lady was wearing a coat made of an indescribable material. She looked quite noble. Her hair was gray and the ironed curls were curled on both sides of the old man's forehead, making him look quite elegant.

"Should I call you Yang Fang or Zhang Jianxi?"

Guan Shihua turned around and looked at Yang Fang and asked.

Yang Fang keenly noticed the complex expression in her eyes when she turned around. He chuckled and said,

"Zhang Jianxi is my name from my past life. Just call me Yang Fang."

Guan Shihua nodded and said hello.

Then she extended her hand to signal Yang Fang to take a seat.

After Yang Fang sat down, Guan Shihua also sat down.

There was a small table between the two seats.

Guan Shihua looked at the young Yang Fang at this moment, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved. She said:

"After decades of separation, I didn't expect to see you again and you'd still be so young. It's a pity I'm already an old woman."

"But you're a grandmother now, aren't you?"

Yang Fang joked and Guan Shihua chuckled.

"What's the meaning of great-grandmother? It's just that all the people above me died, so I became this great-grandmother."

Yang Fang knew that this was her humble words.

The rules of a family that serves as a shaman are no less than those of other families. If one wants to secure the position of great grandmother, it is not enough to simply have a high seniority.

You must also have the corresponding strength.

After the two chatted for a while, Guan Shihua said:

"You should also know that I'm not the only one who called you here."

There is a deeper meaning behind this sentence (bhef).

Yang Fang nodded slightly.

Then Guan Shihua stood up and said:

"You come with me."

Yang Fang followed the other party into the inner room of Mazu's house.

There are many tablets of immortals here, and miscellaneous offerings are carefully placed on the table, without any violation of the rules.

At the top of those signs are several ancestors of the Hu family.

Yang Fang scanned the signs and not only recognized the names on some of them, but could even be said to be familiar with them.

When he saw the plaques of the Hu family ancestors, he couldn't help but recall the scene when Zhang Fang came to this Chu Ma mansion.

When Zhang Fang and Zhang Junbao were leaving the Chu Ma mansion, the incense bag given to them by the great-grandmother was the treasure of one of the ancestors of the Hu family.

Now recalling it, Yang Fang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

After entering the room, Guan Shihua bowed deeply to the tablets first, followed by Yang Fang.

Then Guan Shihua said to Yang Fang:

"I'm going out first. You stay here. When you're done, come out and find me."

The old woman knew some secrets, but she had no intention of finding out.

After saying goodbye to Guan Shihua, she passed by Yang Fang.

When the sound of her door closing was heard.

The scene in the house suddenly changed.

The tablets were peaceful just now, but now black gas suddenly emerged from some of them.

Then, these black gases transformed into human figures in the air.

These figures are all otherworldly, but their true forms are actually monsters!

Yang Fang recognized them.

They also recognized Yang Fang.

The friendship between the two sides began with a man named Zhang Fang hundreds of years ago...

Yang Fang smiled and walked forward to greet these people:

"Everyone, long time no see."

"Hmph, Zhang Fang, you're finally here! We've been waiting for you for a long time!!"

"Hahaha, I'm really sorry everyone."

"Stop talking nonsense and bring some wine!"

"Okay, but before that, let me pay my respects to Mrs. Hu."

Amidst the clamor, Yang Fang came to the numerous tablets. He burned incense and kowtowed, saying:

"Junior Zhang Fang, many thanks to Grandma Hu for the treasure!"

When he said this, none of the noisy immortals dared to say anything.

Then a voice came from the tablet above:

"You don't have to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank Miss Guan. She was the one who insisted on doing this."

The voice was neither sad nor happy, and one could not tell whether he was old or young. One only felt the sacredness and respect.

And the girl Guan mentioned in the voice.

It was the grandmother who loved Zhang Fang so much back then...

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Chapter 221: Speculations about Immortals and Gods, Ignited Curiosity, and a Nighttime Feast! (Subscribe!)

After about four or five hours.

Yang Fang finally walked out of the inner room of the ancestral home.

Compared to before he came in, his face was obviously a little tipsy now.

And when he saw Guan Shihua still sitting in the ancestral home, the slight drunkenness he felt was completely dissipated by his true Qi.

Guan Shihua looked at Yang Fang with a smile and said:

"it's over?"

"Ah."

Yang Fang nodded.

"I've prepared a room for you. If you need to rest, go and rest first. If you don't want to rest, I'll take you for a walk."

"Then let's take a break. I don't dare let you lead me around. If your subordinates see this, who knows what will be spread in the alien world tomorrow."

"Oh, you're so famous now, and you're still worried about this?"

"It's because you're so famous that you have to keep a low profile."

After exchanging a few jokes with Guan Shihua, Yang Fang came to the room Guan Shihua had prepared for him.

The interior of the room is not simple, and Guan Shihua's attention to detail can be seen in every detail.

After Yang Fang entered the room, he began to recall the banquet he had just had with many immortals in the inner room.

He was having some guesses and inferences in his mind.

At that time, after Yang Fang paid a visit to Grandma Hu, the immortals used the altar as a table, brought out wine and meat, and started eating and drinking with Yang Fang.

There was constant laughter during the event and no rules were followed at all.

If the disciples who were sent out to perform rituals saw that scene, they would surely be frightened to death.

Those immortals whom they admired and feared were actually drinking and chatting happily with Yang Fang, a mortal!

This is something that no disciple can imagine.

After all, they have been taught since childhood to respect the immortals as their ancestors...

While they were drinking and chatting happily, Yang Fang also asked them lightly how they knew him.

The immortals only said that the soul breath was the same, etc.

This was not unexpected by Yang Fang. He was actually curious about another question.

"Are there gods in this world? Is there reincarnation?"

When he asked this question, the scene fell silent.

They didn't dare to talk nonsense, as if there were some mysterious restrictions or some mysterious existence was watching them.

Finally, Liu Kunsheng said something vaguely:

"Whether you're a deity or not, we can't say much. Whether you're reincarnated or not, aren't you right in front of us?"

This sentence actually told Yang Fang part of the answer.

First of all, reincarnation must exist.

As for whether gods exist or not...

The immortals dare not say, but Yang Fang estimates that it exists.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be such secrecy.

As for why I dare not say...

That's another question.

This reminded Yang Fang of the Heavenly Master.

A secret that only the Heavenly Master is worthy of knowing...

Perhaps immortals and gods are also involved...

The discussion on this topic did not last long, and the atmosphere soon returned to the usual drinking and chatting.

Although Yang Fang still had some questions to ask at that time, he stopped talking.

He already knew that this issue concerned immortals and gods and involved some kind of restriction, so he would not take the initiative to seek death.

What if this matter is really very serious? How can he get out of it?

Yang Fang was able to remain calm when facing the Eight Unique Skills, because he could withstand the cause and effect of the matter.

But facing the matter of becoming an immortal, he did not have the confidence to resist...

After recalling the banquet, Yang Fang took a deep breath.

"Ascending... becoming an immortal... oh, what is the truth behind this..."

Yang Fang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.