Chapter 322 Return to the Yang Family

As time went by, the Christmas holiday finally arrived, and Yang Tian returned home with his parents to visit his family as planned. Mr. Xia and Mr. Li led their respective teams to accompany them and were responsible for protection.

When the monster formation landed at the Yang family, the whole family was in an uproar, and everyone rushed to greet Yang Tian and others. The old man couldn't wait to walk in front, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Grandpa, second uncle, second aunt, third uncle, third aunt..." Yang Tian just got out of the car and greeted the elders enthusiastically, his voice filled with joy. Everyone responded and asked about his well-being.

Especially the old man, he held Yang Tian's hand tightly, and after looking at him carefully for a long time, he finally showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Not bad, not bad, it seems that you are living well in Hogwarts, and your body has become stronger."

Yang Tian smiled and replied: "Of course, you don't have to worry about me, I will take good care of myself."

At this time, Yang Xue suddenly came forward and said dissatisfiedly: "Yang Tian, ​​you greeted everyone, why did you forget me?" She pretended to be angry and looked quite cute.

Yang Tian turned around and teased, "Oh, there's someone standing here? Why didn't I see him just now?"

"You heartless little guy, how dare you talk to me like that? You're asking for a beating!" Yang Xue pretended to be angry and swung out her evil iron fist.

Yang Tian would not sit still and wait for death. Before he knew it, he had already boarded the somersault cloud and...

After a lively welcoming banquet, the Yang family members sat together and chatted, telling about their experiences in the past year. Yang Tian in particular recounted in detail a series of events that had happened in the school recently.

Just as Yang Tian was talking excitedly, Third Uncle suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly took out a photo stone from his arms and handed it to Yang Tian: "Xiaotian, this is what the intelligence department has gained during this period."

Yang Tian looked at the image stone in front of him. Although he was a little confused, he still immersed his consciousness into it and read the contents inside. As his consciousness continued to deepen, one image after another appeared in his mind...

After a while, Yang Tian finally regained consciousness. But after watching the video, he became even more confused. Why did his uncle show him these buildings?

Before he could ask what was on his mind, his uncle said directly, "This is a precious document that our intelligence department has recently obtained. It is an image of the interior of Durmstrang College. Our intelligence personnel spent a huge price to obtain it from a mysterious person. Although the exact location of this castle is not clear, after careful research and analysis, we found that its decoration style contains a lot of Russian elements. Coupled with the comparison of the surrounding environment in the image, we initially judged that it is more likely to be located in Russia. Of course, this is just a speculation and requires further investigation and verification."

Yang Tian felt warm in his heart, and quickly said gratefully: "Thank you, Third Uncle. I have been really overwhelmed by these things during this period. You are so kind and always think of helping me."

Uncle San quickly shook his head and said, "This is not my credit. This was an order issued by the old man himself. At that time, he got very angry because we were making slow progress."

Yang Xue also interrupted, "That's right, I can prove it. That time I lost my temper, it was really loud. My dad was so scared that he didn't dare to go out for three days."

"Puff!" The third uncle, who was about to take a sip of tea, spit out: "Stupid girl, is there anyone who says that about your dad? What do you mean you didn't dare to come out for three days?"

This scene made everyone who was chatting laugh so hard that they were laughing.

But the old man pretended to be serious and changed the subject, "However, I am very interested in the nine-headed snake you mentioned. As far as I know, in Chinese mythology, it seems to be called Xiangliu, right?"

"Yes, Grandpa." Yang Tian was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly asked, "I have also read about the legend of Xiangliu in our Chinese books. But I haven't found any records about Xiangliu's descendants."

"It's not that there is no record of it." The old man said cryptically, "Isn't there also a nine-headed monster in Journey to the West?"

"But that's just a myth, right?" Yang Tian asked with some confusion.

"Don't novels have prototypes? Just like myths." The old man explained seriously, "However, you are right about one thing. There is indeed no written record of the Hydra except for some myths and novels. I only learned about this monster from my father and grandfather. Just like the fate of astronomy books, the records of the Hydra were also lost in the long river of history."

"Are you saying that the unknown nature of Hydra is related to Sitian Pavilion?" Yang Tian asked with a puzzled look on his face.

The old man shook his head and said, "I'm really not sure about this, but it shouldn't matter, right?"

Unable to explain, the old man thought for a moment and quickly comforted him, "Tian'er, don't worry. After I saw the name Hydra on your letter, I sent people to various sects to inquire about the relevant information. The people who went to the nearest sect have returned, and there is no useful information at present. Some sects may be too far away, and their people have not returned yet. But if you calculate the time, it should not take a few days."

Yang Tian was even more moved. This grandfather always seemed to put his needs first.

But then, he asked anxiously, "Grandpa, are you sure there won't be any problems if we gather information everywhere in such a high-profile manner? If this monster really came from China, it proves that this force must have connections with some foreign organizations. If they get the news and gather together to plot against us, then..."

Old Master Yang waved his hand and smiled confidently, "Don't worry, grandson, I know what's going on. Although our Yang family can't be said to be the best, we are not someone that anyone can bully. Besides, the cultivation circle in China is so small, and everyone knows each other well. If someone is so unethical and colludes with external forces, he will never be able to gain a foothold in China!"

Yang Tian felt relieved after hearing this. But the next second, he suddenly thought of Sarok's way of survival, and couldn't help but ask again: "But is there no sect of cultivation in the secular world?"

The old man was stunned. He, who defined Sarok as the Yang family's sworn enemy, understood what his grandson meant almost instantly. He jumped up from his chair almost instantly and said angrily in a low voice: "This is really a dark place under the lamp!"