I said impatiently, "Start from the beginning"

"Okay, this is a very long story that starts with our surname. Our surname "Bu" began in the Huangdi period. It was the most noble surname in the world, and it was even more noble than the Ji surname. There is only one reason why we know how to tell divination.

Huangdi wanted to destroy our Bu family in his later years. Our first ancestor was actually easy to use. He told Huangdi that he would spread the divination technique widely, and took the jade engraved in the four towns, "Bu Wen Tian Shu" in total, and finally took the jade engraved in the last piece of jade from Middle Earth.

After carving it, my ancestor asked loudly to the sky on the sacrifice platform. After asking, he hit the jade from the Middle Earth and died. The blood-stained jade could not be washed off, and he could not see clearly what was carved. Later, Huangdi died, and his tribe members were in civil turmoil.

The whereabouts of the ten-piece carved steles were not known, but our Bu clan fled to a place where yin and yang communicated, and reproduced and survived, and the divination technique was passed down within the clan.

After the death of the ancestor, the content of the last piece of "Book of Heaven" was not passed down," he turned out a box of cigarettes and threw it to me.

I was about to touch the lighter, but my uncle rubbed his hand and a faint flame burned on his fingertips.

I took a puff of cigarette and said impatiently, "Can we talk about the key points? Don't talk about historical legends!"

The uncle glared at me and said, "What's the hurry for you to go back if you have nearly 5 hours?"

I took out jade from my neck and showed him, "What is this thing?"

The uncle looked at it for a long time before shook his head and said, "I don't know, I haven't seen it before."

"No, you've seen them, you've seen them for nearly 40 years." A long sigh came from the darkness.

A figure slowly appeared from the boundless darkness. He looked in his sixties, in his spirits, holding a crutch in his hand, vaguely giving me a familiar feeling.

The uncle stood there on the spot. It was not until the old man walked to us and picked up a bottle of wine and looked at it that I understood what this familiar feeling was. This old man was actually my grandfather.

"Dad, why are you here?" said uncle calmly.

"Our son's last journey, how can a father not come to see him off!" Grandpa waved his hand, and a big round table appeared in nothingness. Grandpa coughed a few times.

The uncle quickly formed three stools and a dozen dishes, and then helped grandpa sit down.

"I'm really old, prepare some more stools."

"No need, let's take it yourself. Brother, save some soul power." Uncle San appeared in the dark with a smile, holding a stool in his hand.

Then my father, second uncle and aunt also appeared in the dark.

My father looked at me helplessly. Then he sat at the table and waved his hand to create a wine glass for each person.

I quickly poured wine for everyone, and my grandfather reached out to take the jade off my neck and lighted it gently on my neck.

"Boss, I don't blame you. In fact, from the bottom of my heart, I don't want to bring Xiaofan in, nor do I want to bring you in, but the roots of our old Bu family cannot be broken." As he said that, his grandfather drank the wine in one gulp.

All of us followed suit.

"Forty years ago, we did something that hurts our good deeds, just for this thing." As my grandfather coughed, he threw the jade on the table and signaled several people to pass it on.

"This thing is called Li Tianhuan, also known as Li Tian Jiuhuan. It began in the Western Jin Dynasty and was a treasure of our old Bu family. Except for Xiaofan, you all know that the "Book of Bu Wen Tian" we passed down is not complete, only 20 or 30% of them. However, there are many things that are extremely harmful to themselves. The highest level of the complete "Book of Bu Wen Tian" is "Ask of the Heaven". People who practice this technique will undoubtedly die. Many amazing people from our ancestors died on this. During the Western Jin Dynasty, a master of our clan made this set of Li Tianhuan. It is said that he can save his life when he practices the art of asking about the heaven."

I drank a glass of wine and said guiltily, "Grandpa, isn't this treasure ruined in my hands?"

Grandpa smiled and said, "You can try smashing it when you go back. All you have broken is a fake."

Everyone at the table is silent.

I had no choice but to ask, "Grandpa, what did you do in 40 years? Is it so magical?"

Grandpa rubbed his temples and sighed for a long time before saying, "We have harmed 400,000 people!"

Not only me, the rest of me, were shocked, it seemed that they didn't know about this. The third uncle blurted out the "Tangshan Earthquake" as soon as possible

Grandpa nodded and said, "Yes, it's the Tangshan earthquake."

I asked in surprise, "Grandpa, what can I do if you create an earthquake? High-tech."

A table of people looked at me like an idiot.

Grandpa held the jade in his hand and played with it, saying, "My father, your grandfather wrote a letter before he died in Japan, but he died in Japan. The revenge of killing his father was irreconcilable. Just as the little Japanese made a fuss, the five brothers and sisters joined the army one after another, and all of them survived with their skills. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, we all retired and returned to the fields to live in seclusion. Later, we made trouble. Someone wanted to smash our old house during the rebellion, and then found this letter."

"What did it say in the letter?" I asked while pouring wine for my grandfather.

"The letter said that he had no chance to teach us all his art. All he taught us was the fur. He also asked us to find the treasures passed down by our clan that Liu Bowen borrowed back then, and the Nine Rings of the Heavenly Heaven, so that the "Ba Wen Shu" could be reappeared on earth. We came down from the battlefield better than others. We could cross the battlefield with a little fur and escape for more than ten years. If we learn the essence,... we were moved, your uncle summoned the Qisha. Pojun. The masters of the three divisions of the Greedy Wolf, plus the five brothers and sisters, a total of 36 people embarked on the road to treasure hunting."

I interrupted and said, "Seven Killings        Pojun            What is Greedy Wolf?"

Grandpa pointed at my father and said, "Your father will tell you all this. Today we will mainly talk about the continued incense of our Bu family. When we found Liu Bowen's place to Dinglong, we found that the dragon energy had escaped. Through constant pursuit, we finally found the dragon energy that wanted to enter the sea in the attachment of Tangshan, and found the dragon stone. Liu Bowen carved a line of words on the stone. The Xiebu family borrowed me the treasure. Seven hundred years after I died, the dragon head could be retrieved. Otherwise, the offspring would be cut off and the Bu would be destroyed in the world. Just when we were hesitant about whether to obtain the treasure, another group of people found somewhere. In desperation, we had to escape with two treasures."

I asked again, "Why are there two pieces, what else?"

A group of uncles glared at me

Grandpa didn't care about "Dinglong Needle, that's it." After saying that, he put the crutch on the table and pressed a spring on the crutch, but nothing happened.

Grandpa laughed self-deprecatingly, "I forgot, we are all living souls and leaving our bodies."

"Later we were caught up, a bloody battle. If it weren't for an earthquake, we would probably have died,"

"Who are they?" I asked anxiously again

This time the uncles did not glar at me, and grandfather said lightly, "They are descendants of our geniuses in the Bu family and sinners. We call them "Anbu".

"They are ignorant, so we are ignorant. Is the person who wants to kill me theirs?" I smiled.

"They just want to capture you. I have an ancestral teaching. I can't kill people with our Bu surname. Otherwise, you can live so big. But they meet Qisha. Pojun. The people of Tianlang are sure to kill them. Let your friends be careful. This generation of Pojun is really bad at his skills.

I hope the people from Qisha and Tanlang will be better." Grandpa looked disappointed.

"You mean Yang Weilong is Pojun's person," I asked in surprise.

Grandpa said in confusion, "What a broken name is given by a girl."

I opened my mouth for a long time and couldn't say a word. "Yang Weilong is a female, so which female ghost he and...lao la it?"

Grandpa looked at me with a wandering look and said, "What are you thinking about? It's not the one who calls a female ghost."

"Zhu Huihui" I realized that she is Po Jun,

"Then Yang Weilong, who is he? Greedy Wolf or Qi Sha."

Grandpa spoke and said, "He is also a member of Pojun, but he is not Pojun, he is just a target, a child with a poor life. Fortunately, he has a tough life. Where did he just talk about it?"

My aunt said, "It's an earthquake," she said.

Grandpa thought for a moment and continued, "We were all in Tangshan during the earthquake. Everyone was running for life and did not doubt our blood. The troops soon drove into Tangshan for rescue. Just as we relaxed our vigilance, two people appeared, one man and one woman holding a child. The man anxiously asked where the rescue site of the troops was. At that time, we all thought it was a couple who escaped from death. Who knew that when we passed by us, the man suddenly threw the child at the time with two pieces.

The eldest brother of the West, the woman pulled out two short swords, instantly cut the throats of several people, and at the same time pulled away four pieces of the Litian Nine Rings. When we surrounded us, we escaped. When we found the two again, they were already dead. There was a note beside their bodies: The Bu clans did not listen to advice, which caused a disaster. It was not easy to inherit the inheritance. They did not want the art of asking questions to be eliminated from heaven and earth. They took away the rear three rings of the Litian Nine Rings. If the Bu clans had practiced the art of the first six rings, the latter three rings should be returned, and the dragon guardian."

After reading the note, we thought we could find a piece of jade next to the corpse. Who would have thought we found four pieces? When we were about to insert the jade back into the Dinglong needle, we found that there were only two pieces on the Dinglong needle that originally had five pieces, hey."

Grandpa sighed and continued, "We lost the idea of ​​finding the Dragon Guardian to take it back. After we came back, the five of us devoted ourselves to research but made no progress. But a panic happened. Your uncle's son died in Vietnam, his two grandsons died young, and the third uncle had no queen, and you all gave birth to girls. Our old Bu family's queen was right in front of us. At that time, the five brothers and sisters regretted it. In order to continue the incense, we used the Five Sons' Heavenly Strike Formation and went against the sky to let the fourth brother give birth to a boy, you Xiaofan, but the price was your third grandfather. The fifth grandmother, he went until you were born. Although your fourth grandmother saw you born, he died after being over 100 years old."

Speaking of this, my grandfather was crying and looked at me with relief and said, "You really live up to everyone's expectations. You have been extremely intelligent since childhood. My brother and I have high expectations for you. We have given you a detailed description of the first ring of the Litian Nine Rings very early. Who knew that you were born for this. When you were five years old, you became a teacher for us. I know why you are like this..."

Grandpa couldn't find words to express his meaning for a moment.

I said mockingly, "Jiang Lang has finished all his talents."

Grandpa glanced at me and said, "When you were six years old, modern medicine could not save you at all. Your grandpa thought of a way to seal your right hand with a golden needle. The golden vein caused by artificial damage, and you saved your life, but you no longer have that kind of spirituality. Your grandpa also died before you were discharged from the hospital. Before he died, he gave you this name Bu Yifan. I hope you will be ordinary all your life."

I hurriedly asked, "What's my name before? I have no impression of it."

My dad said, "Bu Xiaoning, I'm ready."

"It's okay, but Bu Yifan is still simple,"

Grandpa interrupted, "Now Xiaofan, you have to make a choice. Do you want to continue learning our ancestors' divination skills, or do you want to live a peaceful life and an ordinary life."

I joked, "Aren't I not spiritual? Can I still learn the martial arts of ancestral origin?"

A group of people looked and said, "Now you have spirituality."

Confused me.

I thought about it seriously and said, "Can I give me some time? I have to think about it carefully."

Grandpa pointed and said, "You go back first, come to me after you have thought about it. I have something to talk to your uncles."

I hugged my grandfather and said, "Why am I going back?"

My father looked so angry that he drew a talisman in his hand with wine, and slapped my head, and fainted when I saw it dark.
Chapter completed!