The ancient road at dusk, leaning against the building in the west. Several carriages were squeaking and twisting on the official road.

"Have you arrived yet?" Li Junde yawned. Prefect Li asked him to go to Xun's house for a walk. In addition to supporting Xun Yi, he also had the intention to sharpen his mind.

However, after taking the car for the whole afternoon, my butt hurt a little, and the old house of Xun's family had not arrived yet.

"It's almost here. I've entered the Baishan territory." Liu Zhenying looked at the window and comforted Li Junde: "Xun Yi just said that he's about to see Baishan."

The green mountains are surrounded by clouds in the distance, and it is the Maoling of Baishan, where Xun Maode and other Xun family martyrs buried their bones.

There were not many people in the Xun family. In addition to leaving Liu Huai, Bai Shan, Xing Mei and Tongjuan behind the Xun family building, Xun Yi brought four servants, as well as Aunt Xue and Liu Ziming back home.

In addition, Xun Tanhai Tang Shiyuan, Yuan Shixiao, Meng Han, Liu Zhenying and Li Junde.

There were thirteen people in total, and three carriages were hired, Liu Zhenying and Li Junde were in the carriage, while Xun Yi and Meng Han were riding horses in front of them.

"Do you know this person named Meng Han?"

Li Junde curled his lips: "I don't know him. Li Xinghong has seen him at least, but this person has never heard Xun Yi mention it, and he doesn't look like someone he has met recently. Sister Xun Tan doesn't seem to know."

If you are someone you have met recently, you will be able to receive an invitation from Xun Yi to go home in just a few days.

"Miss Xun Tan is quite delicious, and she doesn't seem to like this cooked guy."

Liu Zhenying pondered that he could feel a threat in Meng Han. Even if he practiced the magic skills, he might not be sure to beat Meng Han. Moreover, after practicing Liu Zhenying was more sensitive to the breath, and the two of them seemed to have a similar temperament.

Xun Yi and the others rode a horse and ran a lot. Meng Han told him about his dream: "I have been dreaming again these two days and according to the records I searched for from the God of Fortune. It should be that we were involved in a sacrifice of an evil god when we were young."

"The only similarity is the origin of the Shangyuan Festival?"

"That's right." Meng Han slowed down, thought for a while, and said cautiously: "The specific matters, the information on the God of Fortune is concealed very strictly. But if we both join the real God of Fortune system, we should know what we have in our past lives."

"Children from the Spring Festival, after the sacrifice of a certain evil god, we finally escaped." Xun Yi pondered: "Do you still remember Boyang?"

According to the two of them, Boyang is older than them, and Boyang was also leading these children to find an exit.

"I once made a news report that I wanted to find the lost Boyang Sword. Unfortunately, no one has received the reward yet."

"Two possibilities, either our companions are dead. Or their memories are blocked, and only we can untie the memories." He slowly rode the horse and waited for the carriage behind to catch up.

"If you don't talk about this, you can't even think about it now. I'll check the information again when I look back. Why did you suddenly have an extra fighting soul in your body?"

"War Soul?" Xun Yi thought for a while: "I killed a person from Tianwu Palace last night, and I should have obtained it from him? Why? Is there any danger? Will Tianwu Palace take revenge?"

"It's not possible to take revenge, but the battle soul of Tianwu Palace is very annoying."

"Who is annoying!" Two voices sounded at the same time, one was Xun Yi and the other was Meng Han.

After saying this, Meng Han shrugged: "Did you see, these war souls are counting on us every day, and it's very annoying."

Xun Yi covered his mouth, and just now, a sentence came out of control, which made him feel astonished. Is this the sequelae after a heart-changing heart?

"Don't worry too much, just treat it as your own thug." Meng Han saw Xun Yi change his face and laughed: "We are the God of Fortune, the Lord of Fortune against Heaven, and the divine nature suppresses the war soul, so they can't turn the world."

"That's right, you can be killed even if you live, let alone die?" Xun Yi smiled immediately, not afraid of Sun Jian's fighting soul in his body.

"But my war soul is used in my body, and there is also a divine sword. What does your war soul send?" The two of them were unscrupulous and completely treated the war soul as a gift package for the God of Fortune.

"A bow is said to be a simplified version of the Sun Shooting Bow." Meng Han pointed to the black longbow behind him: "These weapons are very powerful."

"Good man!" Xun Yi agreed with his face. Not only did he send weapons, he also filled his heart for him, but he finally turned into a combat soul into his body.

"Our God of Fortune has not high combat skills. During the battle, the battle soul can be temporarily possessed. Of course, you need to communicate with the war soul in the body in advance." Meng Han used to teach his experience as a big brother.

While listening, Xun Yi communicated with the war soul in his body.

"Get out! Get out!" Sun Jian's fighting soul was sealed into his heart, but his martial arts will was firm and he did not really die. Especially when he saw Meng Han, he felt the fighting soul in Meng Han's body. This was his old rival in Tianwu Palace back then, right? Is this a mocking experience for himself?

The four disciples of Tianwu Palace were incompatible with each other, and they were finally caught by outsiders and could take advantage of the opportunity to drive them out.

"Meng Han, use your body and I'll talk to him." After Yuan Zai communicated with Meng Han, he controlled Meng Han's body and shouted to Xun Yi: "Call out that guy Sun Jian!"

"Is this guy your enemy?" Xun Yi talked with the soul of the internal body.

Sun Jian: “…”

"Hey hey, you're talking!"

Sun Jian was too lazy to pay attention to Xun Yi, so he was too scammer. After escaping from Tianwu Palace, he would rather give up his self-esteem to help the bastard of the Earth Mother God Palace, in order to find the Gu Zhao Secret Library one day and go back to find the bastard Badao to take revenge. As a result, his heart was gone, the inheritance sword was confiscated, and he became the soul of others. As long as the host died, he would not be able to survive.

What's even more pitiful is that this host is a descendant of the ancient Zhao royal family. According to the education since childhood, they should be in the same group and should revitalize the ancient Zhao together.

But now, Sun Jian can't say anything about cooperation no matter what.

Silently holding back anger in my heart.

When Xun Yi saw this, he shrugged at the man next to him: "Give me back my brother Meng, it seems that this guy doesn't want to see you."

"Don't want to see me? It's not the time when he and that bastard Badao joined forces to cheat me!" Yuan Zai laughed in anger and picked up the arrow behind him to shoot Xun Yi.

"Okay, don't involve your grudges." Meng Han took back his body and said to Xun Yi: "I saw that this is the disadvantage of possession of the war soul. However, these war souls are powerful and can also turn into armor to protect us."

"Don't think about it, I won't protect you anyway." Sun Jian replied coldly to Xun Yi and continued to hide in his heart.

But he lamented in his heart that Emperor Zhao descended from him, and with the spiritual power and bloodline of his heart, he might soon be able to awaken the second level of Emperor Xuanyuan's blood. At that time, his position will be embarrassing.

Xun Yi was not angry when he saw Sun Jian shook his face. He was the winner anyway, so he talked with Meng Han leisurely and calmly.

Suddenly, I saw a farmer wearing a straw hat weeding in the vegetable field in the distance.

"He is really not troublesome!" Xun Yi whipped and rode his horse quickly. "Why did you run out again? And you don't have a poisonous stick? If you hadn't seen this straw hat, Yi'er wouldn't recognize you." Xun Yi went over to hold the ceremony of his juniors.

When Meng Han saw this, he stepped forward and bowed.

The farmer looked up and a dark-skinned and energetic old man. "You boy actually returned to the old house? It's rare."

"Who are back to worship the ancestors, let's see you old people by the way." Xun Yi smiled and went down the field, and invited the old man out regardless of the mud.

"Don't come down. I don't feel sorry for these dishes, but I feel sorry for your clothes." The old man came out of the field and stood by the roadside and talked to Xun Yi.

Xun Yi wanted to come forward to help him, but he left it aside: "Although the old man is old, he is not as good as he can't get down. You juniors are just too nervous. When the old man and Emperor Yingzong quelled the rebellion, you guys have not been born yet!"

"Yes, yes." Xun Yi lowered his eyebrows in front of the old man. The old man and his great-grandfather were both wise ministers in the Yingzong era.

The old man looked at Meng Han in the airshowing aside: "The boy next to you is—"

"It's my friend." Xun Yi introduced Meng Han. Meng Han greeted the old man, but he didn't know the name, which was a little embarrassed.

"This is my great-uncle. Just call Chen Zu to me." Xun Chen, the third generation of the Xun family, can be said to be the highest generation in the Xun family.

"Hello, the boy Meng Han is polite."

"Meng Han, Xun Meng." Xun Chen muttered and laughed: "It's really the origin."

Without saying much, he waved his hand and asked Xun Yi and the others to leave: "Old man walk back by himself, you go home first. Come here to my greetings tomorrow."

"Do you want me to send someone to you?"

"If the old man asks you juniors to give it away, it would be better to kill him." Xun Chen hummed a few times, walked home slowly with his straw hat.

"The old man's temper..." Meng Han thought for a while: "High straight."

"Just say stubborn, there are no outsiders anyway." Xun Yi said: "He is the son of my direct descendant, and he followed Yingzong to fight with my great-grandfather. He was once a second-rank general, but he resigned in his later years and went home, so he would farm as peacefully as others."

Originally, according to Xun Chen's status, there was no need to work hard every day. But this old man's unrestrained temperament was so dared not persuade him, so he could only watch him go out to farm every day.

In the distance, you can see two servants guarding. After the old man passed by, he quickly stepped forward to get the things.

Meng Han curled his lips: "I really don't understand your family's habits." He said that Xun Chen was diligent, and followed a few servants. He said that he was extravagant and went to the fields to do farm work every day.

"The servants were his old soldiers. Later, they were injured and lived in Baishan and were raised by the Xun family."

"Wait." Meng Han suddenly remembered something: "He is your great-uncle, so his grade is-"

"I'm over eighty years old. So I'm given a poisonous stick, but unfortunately he doesn't take it with me every day."

He was still able to go to the ground at the age of eighty, and his body was really good. Meng Han praised a few words, and the two walked slowly to the two bell towers.

The two bell towers are a pair, with cypress trees around them evergreen, and the dense forest continues to extend from both sides of the bell tower to both sides.

"I finally got home." Xun Yi sighed softly, and the carriage came over from behind.

A few people went to the ground, Xun Yi led the horse and slowly led the way.

After walking for a while, seeing that he had not arrived yet, Li Junde complained, "Why haven't arrived yet? I wouldn't have come down if I had known it."

"Hasn't it been here?" Xun Yi turned his head and said to Li Junde: "Didn't you see the bell tower you just passed? That's the gate of my house."

"What?" Li Junde was stunned for a moment and caught up with Xun Yi: "You say it again? You can't even see a house now, so is it home?"

"Yes, the two bell towers we passed by just now are the gates of my house." Xun Yi looked as if he was right: "The current location we are on is our main road. Further ahead is our screen wall." After saying that, Xun Yi was about to continue leading the way.

"Wait... Wait..." Li Junde rubbed his head: "Let me think about it... You said, this land belongs to your family? Is it your farmland?"

Looking at the green wild flowers on both sides, Li Junde said, "Walking forward is the main entrance of your house?"

"No, no, no, the bell tower I just passed is the main entrance. I don't pick up the remains of the gentleman's road, so the gate of our house is the two bell towers. Haven't you seen the tree walls on both sides of the bell tower? Our house does not use brick walls, but trees as walls."

"I have entered my home now, and the path we are currently walking leads to my room. Due to the regulations, the main hall cannot be moved in when I did not inherit the title. After all, it is the official residence of the Duke of Pratyekabuddha."

Xun Tan and others next to him were used to it, but Meng Han and the other two were obviously shocked.

Liu Zhenying calculated silently, and Meng Han asked excitedly: "How big is your house?"

"It's not big, it's just a few hundred acres of land."
To be continued...