Shen Yizhi opened the box, and inside was a hammer that was only the length of a thumb... It was really small and exquisite.
The hammer is silver-white all over, very delicate and cute.
Luo Yaoyao walked in and saw the small hammer in her hand. She glanced at Wang Qiantang and asked, "Are you from the Ten Thousand Hammer Sect?"
The Wanchui Sect is a weapon-refining sect in the upper realm. It was very glorious and prosperous ten thousand years ago, but later it gradually declined.
Wang Qiantang was from the Wanchui Sect. He didn't expect that someone here could recognize him.
"Yes, I wonder who the senior is?"
He didn't know Luo Yaoyao.
Luo Yaoyao did not tell him the meaning of his name either, "My last name is Luo, and I am just a casual cultivator, not worth mentioning."
But he was still very happy to meet a "fellow villager". He patted his belly and said to Shen Yi: "Girl, bring two side dishes. Wang and I will have a drink."
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Shen Yizi put away the talisman pen and the small hammer token and went to the kitchen.
A quarter of an hour later, Shen Yizhi used the Changran Ding to prepare four delicious dishes and a soup, and took out a pot of wine.
Luo Yaoyao and Wang Qiantang happily started drinking and talked about their respective situations.
After just two drinks, Wang Qiantang was drunk. Usually a tough guy, he was now crying while holding the table leg.
He kept muttering: "Yue Niang..."
Men don't shed tears easily, but they do when they are sad.
Seeing Wang Qiantang crying so sadly, Luo Yaoyao couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic towards him, "Who is Yue Niang?"
"Yue Niang is the woman I love, but I can't find her. I can't find her no matter how hard I try... She is pregnant with my child, the child..."
"Have you done something wrong to her?" Luo Yaoyao guessed.
Wang Qiantang was still immersed in his own emotions. He punched the ground fiercely, "Immortal Doctor Sect! Immortal Doctor Sect! I cannot coexist with you!"
Luo Yaoyao had a new guess. It seemed that Yue Niang’s disappearance was related to the Immortal Doctor Sect.
Qing Bao saw Wang Qiantang crying, his big eyes were full of sympathy, and he pulled Luo Yaoyao's sleeve and said, "Master, Uncle Wang is crying so sadly, please help him."
How could Luo Yaoyao disobey his beloved disciple? Moreover, as he grew older, his heart softened. He could not bear to hear such tragic things. Even if Qingbao did not say anything, he would have offered to help.
"Boy, this is a tracking talisman, take it." Luo Yaoyao shot a talisman towards Wang Qiantang.
The tracking talisman, as the name suggests, is used to track traces, so finding people is naturally no problem.
Burn the tracking talisman together with an object that has the scent of the person you are looking for, and the tracking talisman will turn into a small crane and fly in the direction of the person. As long as you follow the crane, you will most likely find the person.
Wang Qiantang looked at the talisman that fell into his arms. Although his mind was a little confused, he knew that it was a good thing, so he hid it subconsciously.
Then he fell asleep hugging the table leg.
Shen Yizhi asked Qianwu to move the people into the guest room.
She had also heard what Wang Qiantang said before, and always felt that the name Yue Niang sounded familiar.
She must have heard it somewhere.
The monk's memory is extraordinary. She recalled it along the timeline and remembered it! Yue Niang, isn't that Han Baoluo's mother?! It can't be such a coincidence, right?
However, there are so many people in the world with the same name and surname that it is impossible to confirm it based on just one name.
She would wait until Uncle Wang woke up before confirming it again.
But if that’s true, then doesn’t that mean Uncle Wang is Han Baoluo’s father?
Wang Qiantang woke up in the afternoon. Looking at the strange but clean and warm house, he was stunned for a moment and then he remembered that he was drunk earlier.
There was a porcelain bottle on the low table in front of the bed, with a note under the bottle: Sobering Pills.
He poured out the pills and ate them, and immediately his dizzy head felt cleared up.
I don't feel so uncomfortable anymore.
He pushed open the door and walked out, and bursts of laughter came from the yard.
A big khaki dog, a snow-white cat, cute little boys and girls, and a kind old man.
The chrysanthemums and cannas in the yard are in full bloom.
All of this is as beautiful as a painting.
"Uncle Wang, are you awake?"
Shen Yizhi discovered him.
Wang Qiantang felt embarrassed when he thought about his behavior when he was drunk, and nodded stiffly.
"Uncle Wang, I want to show you something." Shen Yizi took out a painting.
The person in the painting is Han Baoluo.
She painted this while Wang Qiantang was asleep.
Whether the Yue Niang he mentioned and the one she knew were the same person could be determined by looking at his reaction when he saw the painting.
When Wang Qiantang's eyes fell on the painting, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, which was a sign of extreme shock.
He almost snatched the painting in his hand, "Niang Yue! Where did you get this painting?"
"I drew this myself. The person in the picture is a friend of mine. Her name is Han Baoluo."
Han Baoluo? Wang Qiantang had also heard of this former eldest daughter of the Han family. Even though he was oblivious to what was going on outside, he had also heard a lot of gossip about her.
He heard that she became stunningly beautiful after losing weight, that she broke off her engagement with the second son of the Zhao family, and that her maternal grandfather was Dean Cui of Zhengrong Academy... However, he had never seen what she looked like after losing weight.
It turns out that she looks like this, she and Yue Niang are almost cut from the same mold!
Wang Qiantang couldn't help but have a guess in his mind.
Shen Yizhi only heard: "Her mother is also called Yue Niang."
Wang Qiantang could hardly stand.
As far as he knew, Han Baoluo's mother had passed away many years ago.
As expected, Wang Qiantang is Han Baoluo's biological father.
Shen Yizi sighed inwardly, the world was so coincidental, yet the father and daughter were both in Langcheng, yet they were unaware of each other's existence.
It is true that life is unpredictable.
But it’s not too late to know now.
But what happened in the meantime? Wang Qiantang stared at the person in the painting in a daze, and slowly recounted the process of his acquaintance with Han Baoluo's mother Yue Niang.
Seventeen years ago, Wang Qiantang was accidentally caught in a space crack and fell into the Tianyuan Realm. He was seriously injured and fell into a coma. When he woke up, he found that he was saved by a beautiful woman, Yue Niang.
The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. They spent every day together and it was natural for them to fall in love with each other.
Later, Yue Niang became pregnant, and at this time, her enemies came to find her. Those people were sent by the Immortal Doctor Sect. As for why the Immortal Doctor Sect wanted to kill her, Yue Niang did not tell Wang Qiantang the inside story, or rather, she did not have time to tell him.