Chapter 1065 Wu Family Ancestral Hall

At this moment, Wu Fan had revealed his figure, and the three children naturally saw him clearly, so they quickly ran towards him.

"Hey...! Who are you? Why did you show up at my Wu family? I don't think I've seen you before!"

The naive Wu Xiaodong looked puzzled, pointed at Wu Fan and asked in a milky voice.

At this time, the other two children were also staring at Wu Fan with interest. Although they were still young, they had some looks in their eyes. Looking at Wu Fan's temperament, they knew that he was not a servant.

"Haha, this used to be my home. My surname is Wu, just like you."

Wu Fan put his hands behind his back and looked at the little boy carefully. After discovering that he did not have spiritual roots, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, so he smiled slightly.

"You're lying. Our Wu family has settled in this courtyard for more than a hundred years. How old are you? This place couldn't have been your home before. I think you must have remembered it wrong. There are so many people named Wu. , you’d better find a home elsewhere.”

The little boy shook his head repeatedly when he heard this, as if he didn't believe it. After he finished speaking, he dragged the other two children back, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Wu Fan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, but he was satisfied with the little boy's intelligence and alertness.

"Oh...! Maybe I remembered it wrong, but don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

Wu Fan smiled and did not move. Instead, he turned to look at the little girl and asked softly:

"Little girl, I just heard that your surname is Song. I wonder if your ancestor is named Song Fei?"

"Hey...! How did you know? There are very few people who still remember my ancestor's name."

The little girl looked surprised, stopped and looked at Wu Fan carefully.

"Of course I know, because that's my childhood playmate."

After Wu Fan was confirmed, a warm current flowed through his heart for no reason, and his eyes when he looked at the little girl softened a lot, but his words were like the sound of mosquitoes, and the children could hardly hear him.

"Your surname is Xu, presumably your ancestor's name should be Xu Wenjie, right?"

Wu Fan looked away from the little girl and looked at the other little boy and asked with a smile.

"Who are you? How can you even know my ancestors?"

The child named Xu Xunzhen also looked surprised and asked with wide eyes.

"Who am I...! Haha! You don't need to know."

Wu Fan smiled and shook his head, without revealing his identity. However, at this time, his eyes looked at the little boy a little distracted, and he felt a deep longing in his heart, because this child was the descendant of his younger sister Wu Xiaoyu.

"Okay, since you can meet me today, you have some fate with me. I will give these three jade pendants to you. Remember to keep them close to you in the future and do not give them away casually. These jade pendants can save your lives several times. ”

Wu Fan looked up to the sky and sighed, shook his head, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, then walked forward, took out three jade pendants and placed them in the hands of the three children respectively. Then, before the three children could say anything, his figure turned magical Like disappeared.

"Ah..., this, this is an immortal."

The little girl looked at the empty ground and suddenly exclaimed.

"It's really an immortal. He gave us treasures!"

The child named Xu Xunzhen also looked shocked, but when he saw the jade pendant in his hand, he immediately became excited.

"He said his surname is Wu. He can't be the immortal from my Wu family, right? He's actually back? Come on, follow me and tell my mother about this."

The naive little boy's eyes were a little dull, but he soon thought of something and immediately dragged two other children and ran away.

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After a stick of incense...

"Is this Wujiacun?"

Wu Fan was in mid-air, looking down at the greatly changed village below in surprise. He murmured to himself, wondering if he had come to the wrong place. This village had almost no resemblance to the village in his memory.

The loess roads of the past, the hundreds of thatched huts, the children playing wildly on the streets, and the villagers with short parents sitting together have all disappeared.

Instead, there are a series of extraordinary attic courtyards, neat streets paved with bluestones, some neatly dressed servants and maids, and luxurious caravans pulled by tall horses.

Wu Fan used his spiritual consciousness to check and found that there were at least several hundred people gathered here. Although most of them were servant guards, there were also dozens of people wearing luxurious clothes.

But soon, he confirmed that this was Wujia Village because he heard the conversations of those people.

After watching for a while, Wu Fan shook his head secretly, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. Everything here no longer left him nostalgic.

Then he turned his attention to the attic in the middle of the house. After hesitating for a moment, he ducked and flew over.

This attic is the most luxuriously decorated one here, and it looks particularly eye-catching. The plaque on the door reads "Wu Family Ancestral Hall".

In the hall on the first floor of the attic, there are several long tables in front of them, with dozens of spiritual tablets placed on them. Various names of the Wu family are written on the spiritual tablets. It can be seen that these are the names of the Wu family. Deceased person.

There are several incense burners placed under the long table, filled with unburned sandalwood, and a huge copper tripod is placed in the center of the ground, with several thicker incense candles inserted in the tripod, showing the large family The weather.

There are three futons on the ground below the spiritual throne. At this moment, three old men are kneeling on them, each with a solemn expression and muttering something unknown.

The three men all had white hair and wrinkles on their faces. They were at least eighty or ninety years old, and they all looked like they were going to die soon.

After a while, the three men stood up tremblingly, walked to the corner and picked up a few rags, then came to the table and began to wipe the dust on it, looking extremely careful, not leaving out any corner.

Judging from the luxurious clothes they were wearing, they must not be servants of the Wu family. As for the fact that the three men did these rough jobs, it was obviously out of filial piety and wanted to do these things by themselves.

"Brother Xu, Brother Song, I can do this work myself, you can go over there and rest for a while."

One of the old men with a long beard looked at the other two and said with a smile.

"Haha, what are you talking about, Brother Wu? The three of us are so old, and we can still come here a few times. While we are still alive, let's do our filial piety."

A short and fat old man heard this and smiled slightly, his hands kept moving, and he said without turning his head.

"Brother Song is right. Our three families are old friends. There is no need to distinguish between us. If it weren't for your Wu family, how could we have secured our place as a big family in Qingshan City? For more than a hundred years, our two families have been able to enjoy today's prosperity and wealth, all thanks to the ancestors of the Wu family. It is our duty to show our filial piety."

At this time, the last old man with a refined demeanor also chuckled, and did not stop his actions.