Chapter 1056

With the help of the technique of water escape, the ninja of Jiahe family of Hu Xiaolin runs out of the yard and prepares to have a knife. He doesn't know where to show his secret until he dies.

In fact, he didn't reveal his true feelings, and the skill of water escape also hid him very well. It's just that the subtle murders on his body are detected by the lacquer carving Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The soldier of lacquer carving tribe, who wanders on the edge of life and death all the year round, found his position accurately.

Therefore, there is just a scene.

Hu Xiaolin looked like water and walked forward slowly.

The soldiers of the lacquer carving tribe rushed in. Dasheng and liuer roared, and the saber in their hand split the wooden door. As the samurai in the middle of the living room held the sword sheath in his left hand, the samurai disappeared.

"Hu Xiaolin, you are so brave that you dare to break into the temporary residence of Jiahe family!" When the warriors of Jiahe family speak, their swords are slowly pulled out.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you," Hu said

The lacquered Tyrannosaurus Rex saw Hu Xiaolin waving his hand and rushed up like a whirlwind.

"Cut in the wind!"

The samurai of Jiahe family responded quickly and directly met him.

When!

With the sound of gold and iron, the sword of the warrior of Jiahe family broke, and he was cut to pieces by the long sword of the palm of the lacquer Tyrannosaurus Rex.

When the blood burst out, Zhou Bowen's face changed. This is the last patience of a Jiahe family. It was solved by the big man in black.

Where on earth did Hu Xiaolin get such a cruel man? I haven't heard that there is such a powerful force in any clan in China!

When Zhou Bowen was thinking wildly, the lacquer carving tribal men who followed them into the courtyard returned to the living room. They nodded to the lacquered Tyrannosaurus Rex, indicating that he had solved all the problems.

The lacquer Tyrannosaurus Rex's long sword came down.

"Let's go." Hu Xiaolin looked at the living room, then turned and walked out. It's only five minutes from getting out of the car to fighting.

Zhou Bowen shook his head and followed him in a hurry.

At midnight, Hu Xiaolin and his party arrived near the airport. After getting out of the car, the 50 big men from the lacquer carving tribe followed Hu Xiaolin to the underground parking lot not far away.

As he passed by the door, Hu Xiaolin jerked up, his Tang knife in his hand with a cold light, and chopped down the camera. After he found a dark corner and made sure that the camera couldn't see the place, he made a mental move to send the great men of the lacquer carving tribe, Dasheng and liuer to the magic valley.

When Zhou Bowen and others were smoking at the gate of the airport, Hu Xiaolin appeared in front of him. He rubbed his eyes to make sure that there was no trace of those big men, and then his face showed the color of doubt.

"Let's go." Hu Xiaolin did not mean to explain.

Zhou Bowen also knew what to ask and what not to ask, so he quickly took Hu Xiaolin to the ticket gate.

When the plane from Kyoto to Henglin took off, Hu Xiaolin's nervous heart suddenly relaxed. But then, the easy is replaced by the sad.

When the old man passed away, he didn't get there at the first time.

This is unfilial!

In fact, Hu Xiaolin still has an incomprehensible question: why can the spring water in the magic Valley greatly improve people's body mechanism, but it can't make grandfather live a long life.

If you are more careful

If I had sent some ginseng to my grandfather in advance

But there's no more if. It's happened.

Zhou Bowen saw that Hu Xiaolin's face was not good, and said in a soft voice: "brother Xiaolin, I'm very sad. After we arrive in Henglin City, we can go back to the backer village immediately."

Hu Xiaolin answered and closed his eyes.

Zhou Bowen quickly asked the stewardess to take a blanket and cover Hu Xiaolin with it. Then he glared at the passengers who were talking and laughing and sat down again.

When Hu Xiaolin and others came out of Henglin airport, it was already four o'clock in the morning. The pick-up car arranged by Zhou Bowen is waiting at the gate of the parking lot. After the people get on the bus, the car goes to mushroom village quickly.

The driver also knew about Hu Xiaolin's family affairs, so he drove the car very fast. But even so, it was more than five o'clock in the morning when I returned to mushroom village.

Before the car stopped, Hu Xiaolin pushed the door open and ran down. The first thing I saw was the white flag buried at the entrance of the Hutong.

This kind of thing is called menfaner in Qiaogou town.

Hu Xiaolin ran forward a few steps, but ran back at random, and said in a hurry, "Bowen, you go first."

"Brother Xiaolin, don't you go in?" Zhou Bo Wen knew nothing about the rules of mushroom village.

"I can't go in yet." Hu Xiaolin's brows were all twisted together. Memories of childhood, like the tide of general influx of mind, grandfather's smile seems to return to the eyes.Zhou Bowen answered and ran in.

Soon, his father Hu Shuxiang, uncle Hu Shuqiang, second uncle Hu Shuyao, fourth uncle Hu shuzong, village head Peng kuohai, accountant sun Minqiang and others came out of the yard.

Hu Xiaolin said: "Dad, uncle, second uncle, can I come in now?"

"Yes Uncle Hu Shuqiang nodded, then knocked on the cowhide drum next to him, and roared: "Lao Hu's family, the ninth generation grandson Hu Xiaolin, come back from outside, kowtow in the door!"

"Grandfather..." Hu Xiaolin gave a high drink, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three respectfully, and then walked nine steps forward. He knelt down again and kowtowed. Then he stepped back three steps and knelt down again. After a heavy kowtow, he took nine steps forward again.

He did not know when these rules began and why they were. However, I know that this set of rules is for those who travel far away and can't see the old man for the last time.

It took Hu Xiaolin half an hour to walk into the courtyard.

When kneeling in the hall, he saw the old man lying on the wooden bed with benches and wooden boards, and the old man lying on the straw mat made of reeds covered with white cloth, Hu Xiaolin burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa. I'm late! I am unfilial Hu Xiaolin said, his head heavily knocked on the concrete floor of the hall.

Uncle Hu Shuxiang saw that Hu Xiaolin was very sad. He came up to pull him up and comforted him: "Xiao Lin, don't cry. You have filial piety. Your grandfather won't blame you."

Hu Xiaolin did not move, sad way: "uncle, I'm ok, I want to stay here for a while."

Hu Shuxiang said, "brother, please let him stay here for a while. What the old man liked most in his life was him. When he came back late, he should admit his mistake. "

"Lao San, Xiao Lin has been on the road all night. It will hurt him. When the old man was alive, Xiao Lin was the most filial to him! There are not many rules in our family! Xiao Lin, stand up. Your old man doesn't want to see you like this. By the way, the old man left you a letter Hu Shuyao, the second uncle, went to pull Hu Xiaolin's arm.