The entire Wenshui City was shocked by this sentence.

The outside of the ancestral hall was silent, and it was silent like a tomb.

After the moment, someone finally woke up.

Mrs. Tang covered the fear in her eyes, walked quickly to him, raised her hand and prepared to fight.

A loud slap in the face may make the old man not be so angry after hearing about this?

Mrs. Tang thought about it so much and gritted her teeth and continued to beat her. She didn't want to be ruthless because of regret, so that people could see the problem and used a lot of effort.

Tang Sanshiliu looked at her with a smile, without dodging.

With a bang, Mrs. Tang's palm fell on Tang Sanshiliu's face, making a crisp sound.

Tang Sanshiliu's left face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, but because he had not washed his face for many days and was covered in dust, it was not too conspicuous.

But he still had a smile on his face, the kind that was very sincere, without any forced or any emotion.

Mrs. Tang was stunned and reproached with regret: "Why don't you hide?"

"You are unfilial. You have been worried about this for half a year and have not been able to serve your father in front of your bed. You should beat me."

Tang Sanshiliu stepped forward and carried his mother into his arms and said softly: "You go home and wait for me first. I still have some things to do."

It took half a year to finally meet, and Mrs. Tang was reluctant to let it go, but she knew that the Pope was in the old house at this time, and what her son had to do was necessarily important and could not be stopped.

"At least I have to go home and wash it first and have some food. I have already prepared your favorite egg rice in the kitchen."

Mrs. Tang said with distress when she looked at his face that had obviously lost a lot of weight.

"No one dared to eat and drink in the ancestral hall for the past six months. Even if I was greedy, my son in the kitchen in the old house was used to eating."

Tang Sanshiliu looked into his mother's eyes and said with a smile: "Everyone will be more relaxed after completing that matter."

After saying this, he looked at the crowd on the street.

The managers and shopkeepers of the eldest house and dozens of servants were full of joy.

As for the maids and nannies who served him for many years, they were already in tears.

"Why are you crying? Do you really think you're made of water?"

He looked at the maids and said, "Why don't you arrange for me to wash it?"

Listening to this, the shopkeepers and managers couldn't help but remember the scenes they often saw in Wenshui City many years ago.

They thought to themselves that the picture will be reproduced again today? Their faces became extremely exciting.

The maids responded in unison, and the servants who were used to doing this brought more than ten rolls of unfair variegated silk from the car, and brought various wooden sticks. Soon, they used curtains to separate a piece of open space several meters in front of the ancestral hall.

The extremely capable servants knocked on or smashed open a nearby shop without any hesitation, and took out all the hot water prepared in the backyard workshop of the shop in a familiar way. The maids took out wooden barrels and various toiletries from their car, and hurried to Manburi.

Tang Sanshiliu had already walked into Manburi and took off his legs.

The heat fog steeps, and the sound of water is extremely clear.

The girls in the city blushed and turned around, but couldn't help but look back and glance at each other.

Mrs. Tang sighed helplessly, but her face was filled with a look of relief.

The shopkeepers and the people watching the fun were shocked at first and then laughed.

This kind of scenery like Wenshui City hasn't been seen for many years.

It didn't take long before the curtain was removed.

The young man with a disheveled head and a thin and haggard face had now become a handsome nobleman.

The girls' eyes on the street became extremely bright.

A maid came forward and held a sword in her hands to him, and carefully tied it around her waist.

The sword looked a bit old, but when tied to him, it seemed as if it had just been washed away, and it was so sharp that it was so sharp.

It is the Wenshui Sword.

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...

Tang Sanshiliu stepped on the cloud boots and tied the Wenshui sword with his waist. He left the ancestral hall and went to the old house.

The crowd stopped far away on the street, and no one dared to follow him.

He didn't even look at the plaques left by emperors and popes on it, nor did he pay attention to the manager who looked extremely humble.

He pushed open the door of the old house and walked in, as if he was going home.

In fact, this place should have been considered his home.

He has lived here for many years, and no one in Wenshui City is more familiar with this place except the old man.

After entering the courtyard of the old house, he began to say hello to others and say hello like the master.

He patted the King of Linghai on the shoulder and said, "Here you come."

He said to Archbishop Yanlin again: "Are you still used to living?"

He was stunned when he saw Nanke, turned around and said to the old house manager: "Why don't you take out the best tea leaves of grandpa and soak it in here? Do you know what this person is? Although I have never seen her, I can recognize her as soon as I see her unique eyebrows. Do you want to die?"

He saw Chessie, nodded without saying anything.

Finally, when he saw Guan Feibai, his eyebrows suddenly raised like a sword and said, "Why are you here too?"

Chen Changsheng was worried that Ai Su would attack Guan Feibai, so he kept staying in the Taoist Hall yesterday. Now Ai Su was expelled from Wenshui City. In addition, Guan Feibai knew that Tang Sanshiliu might be let go, so he made a special trip to the old house to wait like this. Unexpectedly, he would not see him for several years, and this guy was still as annoying as before.

"Can't I come?" Guan Feibai's eyebrows also raised like swords.

Just when he thought Tang Sanshiliu would continue to face tit-for-tat like before, Tang Sanshiliu laughed and said, "I am a guest from afar, and I am extremely welcome."

Then he changed his mind, curled his smile, pulled his sleeves to his side, and said, "In the future, we will go up the mountain, and you will also welcome you."

Guan Feibai shook his head, thinking that he was still worried about whether this guy would be locked up and had problems. Now he thought about it, it was really unnecessary.

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The thick curtains fell, and the hut was unified, and all the sight and the snow on the edge of the well were separated from the outside.

The cards on the card table are very scattered, some stand, some fall, some face facing the sky, and some are not shown to people, and they are still the endgame of yesterday.

Chen Changsheng and Old Master Tang sat opposite each other, across the card table.

Tang Sanshiliu walked to the table, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "Did you talk clearly?"

Chen Changsheng nodded.

Tang Sanshiliu said angrily: "Then why don't you get out of the position quickly."

"Can I stop you from sitting in your chair?"

Chen Changsheng had no choice but to get up and sat on the chair next to him.

Tang Sanshiliu sat in his original position.

It is the position opposite to Mr. Tang.

This location certainly makes sense.

After entering the house, he wanted to drive Chen Changsheng away and sit in this position, of course it has a deep meaning.

“Now it’s our turn to talk.”

Tang Sanshiliu looked at Old Master Tang and said.

When he said this, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated.

There is a feeling of admiration, sadness and sadness, worry and reluctance, disgust and loneliness.
Chapter completed!