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"Are there any guests coming on New Year's Eve?"

Wang Xueqing shook his head: "Not today, but tomorrow. While you were eating hot pot, I received a notice. On the first day of this year's Lunar New Year, all the families who participated in the Spirit King Comet Project 20 years ago will gather here."

Wang Xichen thought: "It seems that there was one more than ten years ago?"

"In fact, it happens every few years. You only participated once. This year it's our turn."

When the Nian beast appeared at the door, Wang Xueqing and Wang Xichen each cut off the head of the Nian beast with a sword.

[Secret Realm: Chu Realm (qualified to go) Currently qualified: 4 people.

Secret Realm: Back Garden of the Gods (not open yet)

Secret Realm: Unknown]

Wang Xichen stared at the last line of words in the app task system and suddenly asked: "Sister, do you know the last secret realm?"

Wang Xueqing stared into his eyes and told him something.

In November last year, Xu Youxin of Nanjing Headquarters claimed to have seen Lin Xingtao and Wang Xichen in the new world behind the door.

The scene cannot be captured by camera or other means, so Xu Youxin just described it.

"He calls you 'Brother Xichen', you seem to have a good relationship."

"Ah?" Wang Xichen subconsciously felt incredible, "Lin Xingtao? Why does he call me like that? Isn't he the same age as me?"

He frowned: "How can we have a good relationship? He..."

He seemed to realize something: "Did he stay in the Zhao family?"

"Yes." Wang Xueqing gently wiped the blood on the sword, "There, he is a dignified member of the Zhao family."

"Lin Xingtao will also come to the house tomorrow. It is unlikely that he will appear as Tiandao, so I think you will see what the eldest son of the Zhao family is tomorrow."

Seeing the expression on his cousin's face gradually change, Wang Xueqing's cold face showed a smile: "But he won't call you brother."

"How dare I." Wang Xichen said immediately, paused, "Isn't there Ye Feiyu?"

...

On the first day of the new year, ordinary people are busy visiting relatives, while the Wang family is already full of guests and carriages.

The BMW cars and the beautiful women in gorgeous clothes that appeared at the door of the Zhao family on the other side more than a decade ago just changed to a dazzling stage.

From time to time, elders praised Wang Xichen and others as young heroes and pillars of the country. Amidst the laughter and joy, Ye Feiyu came late.

"Overslept?" Wang Xichen glanced at Ye Feiyu, who looked so excited that he seemed to have not slept all night.

Ye Feiyu quietly shared his personal information and special tasks with them.

[Ye Feiyu, Secret Realm Exchange Ambassador

Special Task: First Cross-Border Exchange

The channel between the Earth and Da Chu has been connected, and a group of immortal cultivators are coming to you through the channel. Estimated countdown: 1 hour and 37 minutes]

The concise and clear task description revealed unusual information. Wang Xichen couldn't help asking: "Are you ready?"

Ye Feiyu pointed to the banquet set up by the Wang family: "Cousin, do you think it's okay to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha?"

Wang Xueqing glared at him, and by the way glared at Wang Xichen, who knew everything but didn't tell her anything, and immediately walked to the elders to explain the situation.

Wang Xichen kicked Ye Feiyu: "You are just a younger brother!"

How can we use the things from the Wang family banquet to entertain the alien visitors?

Just when everyone was busy with unexpected communication with the alien world, a black extended car slowly drove over.

Unlike young people who drive sports cars with various lines, older people strive for a stable and comfortable car, so this car looks ordinary and very low-key.

It's just that the slight difference revealed on the license plate makes the younger generation dare not overtake or honk at it.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door.

Many people were attracted.

When the leather shoes moved away from the blanket and drew a neat arc, Wang Xichen unconsciously thought of the "Young Master of the Zhao Family" mentioned by Wang Xueqing.

The perfectly tailored black trousers fit the slender legs. Wang Xichen's eyes flashed, and Lin Xingtao, dressed in black, had already walked out of the car.

Lin Xingtao wiped his hair behind his head, and his facial features were handsome and clear enough to be painted.

Just as Wang Xueqing said, he did not show the side of the heavenly way or the earthly immortal that oppressed people.

He only raised his eyebrows at Wang Xichen who was looking at him.

Wang Xichen's heart jumped, as if the eldest young master of the Zhao family mentioned by Wang Xueqing really appeared in front of him.

He was a little confused. He didn't understand why Lin Xingtao had to condescend to this tiny world, but his throat began to tremble.

Some invisible rules enveloped the entire Wang family. Just like Lin Xingtao once said by the Yangtze River that he wanted to celebrate the New Year like an ordinary person, Wang Xichen understood that under Lin Xingtao's will, everyone would treat him as the young master of the Zhao family.

"Welcome, Young Master Zhao." He said with mixed feelings.

Lin Xingtao seemed to smile, then turned around gracefully and extended his hand towards the car.

When Lin Xingtao got off the car, the little girl at the banquet responded with a suppressed scream, and when the young lady of the Zhao family, who had been away from her family for ten years, got off the car, everyone looked at her in silent respect.

They would not comment on the young lady's behavior of leaving home as willful, they only needed to know that she was Lin Xingtao's mother, the daughter of the Zhao family, and the person in charge of the Yanjing Psychic Base.

When she smiled and took her son's hand and walked towards them confidently and calmly, she told them that she was herself, Zhao Yanjia.

The dark long skirt was like a bunch of black roses.

The necklace hanging around her neck was a priceless treasure, echoing the teardrop-shaped earrings on her ears.

The mother and son walked towards them hand in hand.

At that moment, everyone who had participated in the banquet more than ten years ago could not help but feel dazed.

The mother and son seemed to overlap with the present, and the young child and the woman in the hat stepped through the years of wandering step by step.

They are back, they thought.

The prosperity has returned.

"It would be great if Tan Nian could see this scene." Mr. Zhao, who got off the car next, sighed.

Tan Nian was the name of Lin Xingtao's grandmother, who died a month before Lin Xingtao returned to Earth for the second time.

Zhao Xingyi supported his father's hand and trembled, thinking of what his mother said when she died.

The dying old man talked about the past, saying that he was most proud of having a pair of children.

Jia Yan Yi Xing, Zhao Yan Jia and Zhao Xing Yi.

"When your sister was a child, she thought the character Jia had too many strokes, so she insisted on changing it to Jia. This stubborn temper is the same as your father's, and he has never changed since he was a child..."

The old man held his hand tightly: "Go and bring your sister back! Go and bring Yan Jia back! Don't worry about your father's bad temper, I'm dying, let my daughter come back!"

He turned his head at that time and clearly saw his father's red eyes.

No matter how stubborn his father is, he can't ignore the father-daughter relationship, but reality is sometimes more dramatic than TV dramas.

And it would be strange if there was no logic with TV dramas, but reality really, really has no logic sometimes, such as the character's sudden impulse to buy lottery tickets needs explanation and follow-up, but reality does not need it.

The sister's departure and the father's indulgence were that sudden purchase of lottery tickets, and the lottery period of nearly 20 years was revealed at this time.

The result is beautiful.

"Hahaha——" Mr. Zhao threw away Zhao Xingyi's support and walked forward with a big laugh.

Zhao Xingyi turned his head while laughing, and he suddenly thought of the Dragon King. Just now, he saw a little white dragon lying on his nephew's knees in the car, but now it disappeared again. It appears and disappears mysteriously.

When he thought of the Dragon King, he also thought of the Yangtze River.

Yu Guangzhong's poem said: "The Yangtze River is a natural barrier and a punishment from heaven. It divides the north and the south. The heartbreaking pain has made Yu Xin cry to Lu You." Nanjing and Yanjing are one in the south and one in the north. From then on, there is a Dragon King in the Yangtze River. The great river flows eastward, and no one dares to block the north and the south.

He felt some emotions more deeply than when he dreamed on the plane.

So he also laughed and followed.

——

The banquet is actually meaningless.

Anyway, it is meaningless to Lin Xingtao.

But for Zhao Lue, it should still be a little interesting.

Zhao Lue is a person who doesn't mind such troublesome banquets. He has a little hobby like Lin Xingtao.

That is to observe people. ⌒Thinking Rabbit⌒Online⌒Reading⌒

In Da Chu, Lin Xingtao stayed at the place where beggars begged and observed the passing crowd; in Franci, he held the hand of Gaspard, who was still a lady at that time, and observed the nobles and servants; now, he still attends banquets, with his mother by his side, but no father.

He sat on the sofa, and after a round of friendly and cautious greetings, no one came to bother him.

All the people present were smart people. Even though they knew that Lin Xingtao wanted to spend this banquet as the young master of the Zhao family, few people really dared to come forward and chat with him.

And they were busy preparing for the meeting with the visitors from another world.

So after more than an hour, Lin Xingtao only received some gifts similar to New Year's money from a few elders he had never met.

After a while, he stood up.

Wang Xichen, who had been observing him not far away, immediately called him: "Wait."

"We have something for you - I'll put it on the sofa over there, remember to take it away."

Lin Xingtao nodded to Wang Xichen and walked out of the banquet.

Behind the tall pillar, he saw a man.

The man was wearing a well-fitting striped suit and was stopped outside by the security personnel. He was talking to the security calmly.

"...Yes, I don't have an invitation, but my son is inside."

Such words reached Lin Xingtao's ears.

Lin Xingtao leaned against the pillar, took a glass of champagne from the waiter's glass, and heard the man's self-proclaimed name:

"I am Lin Zihuai."

The author has something to say: Lin Xingtao's approach to Zhao Lue is of course related to the next world. If there is anything unclear in the previous chapter, you can ask~

The biological father appears.

Chapter 227 Resurrection of Spiritual Energy (Part 47)

The man who calls himself Lin Zihuai has an extremely handsome appearance, and this kind of handsomeness can even make people ignore his age.

People who first noticed him might notice his neat short hair, but then they would be attracted by his soft lip line and decent smile.

So his temperament did not match the slightly arrogant name, and when he calmly said the five words "I am Lin Zihuai", he had the power to make onlookers curious.

——This is a very charming man who wants people to explore.

Even the security guard who should have been loyal to his duty was moved by his few words, but fortunately the security guard stopped him steadily.

"Sir, maybe you can contact your son to pick you up."

After listening to the sincere advice of the security guard, the man sighed slightly, and his eyebrows were twisted to make people feel distressed.

At this time, he raised his head as if he had realized something, and saw a figure against the light on the three-story stairs and behind the tall European-style pillars.

Although the figure's face could not be seen clearly, it was easy to judge that the person was an invited guest from the elegant posture, the champagne in his hand, and the expensive clothes.

"Hello." He said, "Can you take me in?"

He calmly endured the scrutiny from above, and he knew that his calm and stable attitude would win the favor of others.

"So why don't you call your son?" The man asked, seemingly interested.

Lin Zihuai relaxed his frown, and what made him think was that the voice of the visitor was particularly young.

Those who have lived to his age know that those middle-aged men and women with a net worth of over 100 million are not as difficult to deal with as their children.