beauty hunter

Chapter 385 Young Uncle Master

Chapter 385 Young Uncle Master

Although the Nanhai Xu family is called a "family", due to the large number of family members, it should be called a "village".

As he approached the Xujia area, Guan Qianqian observed carefully along the way, and saw groups of houses of different sizes scattered in twos and threes, each forming an integrated structure, a bit like the structure he had in Heimiao.

The difference is that almost all houses in Heimiao are made of wood and grass, but here they are ordinary brick and wood structures, like a rural village in the 1990s.

When we arrived at the center of Xujia Village, a large mansion appeared in front of us.

The old lady introduced enthusiastically: "This is the main compound of our Xu family. Your great-grandfather and we all live here. Come, let's go in and you pay homage to your great-grandfather."

Originally, in front of Wen Yan and others, Guan Qianqian was considered relatively old, but when she got here, more than half of the people she saw along the way were old men and women with wrinkles on their faces. They all seemed to be over eighty years old on average.

, she, a "young man" in her forties, felt a little uncomfortable and showed a rare restraint.

When she heard that the entire Xu family's clan leader was here, she felt even more uneasy, fearing that something might go wrong.

Especially because she has known the internal and external martial arts competition between the Xu and Guan families since she was a child. She understands better than any outsider how powerful the head of the Xu family is. He can be called a legendary master in the martial arts world. She feels nervous just thinking about it.

Wen Yan whispered from behind: "Is the old man at home today?"

Xu Qingru next to him also lowered his voice: "I have been at home recently and haven't gone out."

Wen Yan was very surprised: "He won't be sick, right?" According to common sense, this old man would spend more than fifteen days a month in another place, and he would be at home for several days in a row. This is too unreasonable.

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Xu Qingru shook his head and said: "No, his face is red and he is even more energetic than before."

While they were talking, everyone had already arrived in front of the family's courtyard. Just as they were about to enter, an old man about the same age as the old lady Xu Lingcong came out from inside the courtyard gate. He looked at Wen Yan and shouted: "Ancestor, are you here?"

Order, Wen Yan violates the rules of the sect and is immediately sent to the Heavenly Punishment Pit to suffer three days of Heavenly Punishment!"

Guan Qianqian, who was at the front, couldn't help but be stunned.

Divine punishment?

Wen Yan was stunned and said, "You have to let me see the old man first, right?"

The bald old man said with a straight face: "My ancestors said that I was afraid that your glib words would make him soft-hearted when we meet, so I'll punish you first and see you later!"

Wen Yan scratched his head and said, "This old man! When did he learn to be so cunning? Forget it, just go. Sister Guan, wait here for me. See you in three days!"

Guan Qianqian said "Oh" subconsciously.

Judging from his demeanor, it doesn't seem like it's a heavy punishment, it should be easy, so there doesn't seem to be anything to worry about.

Unexpectedly, she turned around and saw the old lady's white eyebrows furrowed, with a worried look on her face. She couldn't help but said in shock: "Grandma, are you worried about Wen Yan?"

The old lady shouted in a low voice: "What kind of words are you talking about? Even outside, you have to call me 'uncle' here!"

Guan Qianqian immediately stuttered: "Wha...what?!"

Called Uncle Wen Yan?

He's old enough to be his mother, but he calls him uncle?!

Over there, Wen Yan was about to leave, accompanied by Xu Qingru. When he heard this, he couldn't help but turn around and said, "Good Qianqian, my uncle will come back and give you a lollipop later!" As he said this, he winked and said,

Do all the weird things you can do.

The old lady muttered in a low voice: "This boy!"

Guan Qianqian blushed: "I didn't scream, why should I call him that?"

The old lady sighed: "Isn't it because of your great-grandfather? He accepted that boy as a closed disciple. He is the same generation as your grandma and I. He is considered my junior brother. Of course, he is two generations higher than you."

Guan Qianqian was dumbfounded when she heard this. She turned around and watched Wen Yan walking away, and suddenly her heart skipped a beat.

Do I really have to call him uncle in front of other people in the future?!

At the entrance of the courtyard, the bald old man coughed lightly and said, "Sister, go in, our ancestors are waiting inside."

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Wen Yan followed Xu Qingru out of the north of Xujia Village. There was a long grassland in front of him, dotted with wild flowers of various colors, swaying in the breeze.

Less than half a mile out of the village, a familiar voice suddenly came from the front: "This flower can last for half a month. After I pick it off, it will look great on your head."

Wen Yan and Xu Qingru looked at each other, and the latter whispered: "It's Brother Qingsui."

Before Wen Yan could speak, another familiar voice came: "Really? There are such flowers?"

Wen Yan was slightly shocked, quickened his pace, walked to the top of the small slope in front, and immediately saw the two people on the other side who were talking in the long grass.

The person on the left has handsome features and handsome features. He is at least half a head taller than Wen Yan. He is dressed in simple clothes. At this time, he is inserting a freshly picked red flower into the hair of the girl opposite.

The girl opposite looked curious, but did not object. She tilted her head to let him arrange the flowers.

This is a completely harmonious picture of a warm couple.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the girl suddenly saw Wen Yan appearing on the top of the slope, her delicate body suddenly trembled, and she blurted out: "Wen Yan!"

The flower arranging hand suddenly went empty. The young man was stunned for a moment and turned to look at the girl who ran out desperately. His eyes immediately moved up and he immediately saw Wen Yan and Xu Qingru.

Wen Yan grinned, opened his arms, and hugged the girl who rushed over.

Mi Ting!

Xu Qingru, who was next to him, looked at the young man not far away, then at Wen and Mi, and couldn't help but sigh.

After a full two minutes, the two people hugged each other tightly and separated. Mi Ting's two beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she choked with sobs: "I thought you were dead! It turns out that you are exactly what they said!"

"How can I die so easily?" Wen Yan smiled, "But who did you say is the same?"

"They say that the harm will last for thousands of years." Mi Ting said while wiping her tears, "So you can't die so easily."

Wen Yan suddenly froze, and his gaze shifted to Xu Qingru's face: "What did you say?"

The latter's strong body trembled, and he hurriedly took two steps back: "What, uncle Tianpukeng Master, you also know the location, so I won't follow you." He turned around and ran back to the village.

Mi Ting was stunned: "Why is he running?"

Wen Yan said with a straight face: "He is afraid of being beaten to death by me!"

Mi Ting said in astonishment: "But many people have said this, not just him, like Brother Qingsui..."

Wen Yan squinted his eyes and looked at the young man over there: "Xu Qingsui, get over here!"

The young man's face changed slightly, but he did not run away like Xu Qingru and strode up to him.

Mi Ting was startled: "What are you going to do?"

Wen Yan had a look of evil on his face: "It's okay to slander your elders. It's a disaster. I want to set the rules of the family today!"

Mi Ting burst out laughing: "Brother Qingsui is several years older than you, and you still say you are his elder?"

"Who told you that age determines generation?" Wen Yan asked back, "If an old man gave birth to a son, and the son gave birth to a grandson, and the grandson gave birth to a great-grandson, and finally the old man suddenly went crazy and hired a close disciple who was only in his teens,

He's younger than the old man's great-grandson, tell me, what should my great-grandson be called a closed disciple?"

Mi Ting was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

"Forget it, your little brain can't understand it, so it's all in vain." Wen Yan ignored her again and looked at Xu Qingsui, "I have saved your life, your uncle, but you dare to say that behind my back.

I badmouthed you."

Xu Qingsui said with a sullen face: "I'm just telling the truth."

Wen Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Say it again?"

Xu Qingsui puffed up his chest and said proudly: "I'm just telling the truth!"

Next to her, Mi Ting has been taken care of by Xu Qingsui these days. She was afraid that Wen Yan would get angry and do something bad, so she hurriedly pulled the latter away: "Wen Yan, he..."

"Outsiders are not allowed to interfere in our family affairs!" Wen Yan interrupted her rudely, still staring at Xu Qingsui, "Say it again if you have the ability!"

Xu Qingsui's blood surged and he shouted: "I'm just telling the truth!"

"Be good!" Wen Yan suddenly smiled and reached out to touch the top of his head twice like a kitten. "After all these years, you are finally willing to listen to my uncle, ha!"

Xu Qingsui was stunned.

Mi Ting was stunned.

Wen Yan turned to Mi Ting and said, "I'm going to be punished. Let's meet again in three days."

Mi Ting pulled him and asked, "What kind of punishment?"

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Pass through the grassland on the north side of the village and immediately enter the mountain road at the foot of the mountain that is not exposed to the sun.

Mi Ting turned left and right, constantly looking at the situation on both sides and at the top, and exclaimed: "It's so gloomy here." When she turned around to look, the bright sunshine outside formed an extremely strong contrast with the situation here.

The trees on both sides didn't know what kind they were. They were more like some kind of vines than trees, but obvious branches and leaves sprouted from the tops, completely blocking the top.

But what makes people feel even more uneasy is that the road under their feet is also composed entirely of vine-like trees. Thick tree trunks are stretched horizontally and vertically, forming a relatively smooth path.

Wen Yan said nonchalantly: "I was scared when I came here for the first time, but it didn't matter when I came here for the hundredth time."

Mi Ting had just heard that "Heavenly Punishment" was a punishment, and she couldn't help but stare and said: "You have been punished a hundred times?!"

How abominable is this to be punished so many times in ten years!

Xu Qingsui, who was next to him, said expressionlessly: "He means that he didn't feel anything at all starting from the hundredth time. He doesn't mean that he has only been here a hundred times."

Wen Yan slapped him heavily on the shoulder and praised: "You still understand Master, uncle. I can't remember the specific times. Anyway, since the third month of arriving here, I have basically maintained the highest ranking in Xujia Village."

The average number of times I enter the Heaven Punishment Pit is about five times a month."

"Five..." Mi Ting was completely speechless.

Five times a month, twelve months a year, ten years!

That’s six hundred times!

This guy can no longer be described as "hateful", it is simply "heinous"!

The three of them walked along the path for more than ten minutes, and suddenly the road ahead suddenly opened up.

At the entrance, Xu Qingsui pulled Mi Ting: "Don't go in."

Mi Ting looked inside in astonishment.

It was as if the passage had suddenly been expanded dozens of times. The forest leaves above were still so airtight, while below there was a "room" with no passage except for their exit.

Wen Yan said to Mi Ting: "Don't watch it if you're afraid it will be miserable."

Mi Ting subconsciously said: "What kind of punishment?"

Wen Yan smiled and stepped in.

Almost as soon as he stepped in, there was a strange shaking sound in the whole "room".

Xu Qingsui pulled Mi Ting back two steps and said, "Don't go in."

Mi Ting looked left and right in surprise: "What is this sound?"

As Wen Yan walked deeper and deeper, the shaking sound became louder and louder. When he reached the middle of the "room", the shaking sound reached its highest level.

Mi Ting suddenly felt something was wrong and looked at the ground made of trees, feeling horrified for a moment.

The parts under Wen Yan's feet actually squirmed as if alive!

Is this still a tree?!