Chapter 2: The Household God Who Hidden for a Hundred Years Appeared
Thousands of arrows were shot and the fire was blazing.
The Xie family was completely disheartened by this scene and rushed into the ancestral hall, vowing to live and die with their ancestors.
[The exterior wall temperature has exceeded the safety standard and the self-service fire extinguishing function will be activated soon]
【Countdown: Three, Two, One! 】
Tu Huan looked up, not quite understanding how the fire could go out on its own.
The sky outside suddenly darkened, dark clouds rolled in, and after a burst of thunder, heavy rain poured down over the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion!
It hit the roof tiles with a crackling sound, putting out the fire in an instant.
Tu Huan:!!!
Can this be done?
The soldiers who were searching the ancestral hall were soaked by the sudden heavy rain and were in a miserable state.
Qiu Suan stood up from the mud and refused to believe it, so he ordered his men to set fire again. Within ten seconds, heavy rain fell over the Duke's Mansion again to put out the fire.
After repeating this several times, the wet Duke's Mansion could no longer ignite even a spark.
Qiu Suan finally got scared.
He ran and crawled out of the Duke's Mansion, got on the carriage and headed straight for the palace!
The other officers and soldiers who were confiscating the property retreated one after another, and no one dared to act rashly. The commander of the imperial guards looked at the Xie family ancestral hall in the rain in front of him with a frown.
Inside the family temple.
"Mother-in-law, this..."
Madam Zhou had never seen such a scene before, and her voice trembled.
Old Madam Xie was equally shocked! She couldn't describe the feeling she had when she was carried into the ancestral hall. She only knew that the warm current seemed to be silently telling her something.
Thinking of a possibility, she looked up at the main hall!
The old lady's eyes turned red, and her body swayed: "Could it be that our Xie family's god has appeared?"
"grandmother!"
"Old lady!"
Mrs. Xie supported her daughter-in-law's arm, calmed herself down, straightened her clothes, and said solemnly to the younger generation:
"Come, let's burn some incense to the household gods and thank them for their protection!"
Everyone was excited at once!
"Is it the family god who appeared?"
"Do we really have a household god?!"
"The testament is true! It's true!"
"Wow, wow, wow..." Someone cried excitedly.
The system didn't allow her to contact the Xie family, so Tu Huan sat on the stairs and watched Old Madam Xie and her family burn incense, kowtow, and express their gratitude to the shrine.
The system's emergency protection measures became a miracle in their eyes.
She counted them and found there were twenty-three people, men, women, young and old.
With a slight movement of his mind, he took out his cell phone, turned on the camera, and recorded a video of more than ten seconds of the Xie family in the ancestral hall.
Then he clicked on Xie Yuchuan's profile picture and sent it over.
After Tu Huan received assurance from the system that the Xie family was temporarily safe, she planned to go upstairs to see what the situation was.
The imperial prison was gloomy. Xie Yuchuan lay on the broken mat, breathing heavily, trying his best to suppress his fluctuating emotions. His ears were filled with the shouts of swords and horses, and the cries of his family members in the mansion.
Thinking of the foolishness of praying to God, I felt ridiculous for a moment and fell into a dream unknowingly.
In the dream, the white fog obscured his vision, and when he could see clearly, he was already standing in a familiar place in his memory. He saw his grandmother, his mother, and others kneeling in front of the altar, kowtowing and praying. Their clothes were disheveled and covered in blood. He couldn't help but want to go forward to see it more clearly, but his feet were fixed in place and he couldn't move.
"Grandma! Mother!"
Xie Yuchuan screamed and suddenly woke up from his dream!
His breathing was rapid, his heart was beating fast, and his black eyes were fixed on the ceiling of the prison.
For a moment I was unsure of the meaning of the dream.
After his father and brothers died on the battlefield, he often dreamed of them walking towards him covered in blood.
Could it be...
Is there something wrong at home?
Send him a dream?
A chill ran through his body, and he didn't dare to think of the worst.
Tu Huan walked around the upstairs, and finally calmed down after feeling anxious for a long time.
Unlike the eerie atmosphere downstairs, the upstairs still had the modern look she was familiar with, with complete water and electricity networks, household appliances installed, and the master and guest bedrooms, study, and small bar were all still there. Fortunately, upstairs still left her with half of the modern living style, and she was so moved that she almost cried.
As long as you ignore the occasional conversations coming from downstairs, life seems to be no different from before.
"Bang——"
She first opened a can of cold beer for herself and took a big gulp to calm herself down.
"It's like a dream so early in the morning."
Suddenly, the cell phone kept ringing "ding ding ding".
Tu Huan opened WeChat and found that the dialog box was filled with Xie Yuchuan's emotions!
"Xie Yuchuan:!!!!!!!"
"Xie Yuchuan:!!!!!!!"
"Xie Yuchuan:!!!!!!!"
She quickly put down her beer and lowered her head to type.
"Tu Huan: Calm down!"
"Xie Yuchuan:!"
The dialog box finally quieted down.
In the empty imperial prison, you can hear a pin drop.
Xie Yuchuan wasn't sure if the female voice that had just softly scolded him was just an illusion.
He slowly moved to the wall and silently observed his surroundings, but did not notice any other people or anything unusual.
Where does the sound come from?
"Xie Yuchuan: Who is speaking?"
Tu Huan: ...
Big brother! Didn’t you add me on WeChat early in the morning and summon me to ancient times with my house and people to protect your family?
Thinking back to the thrilling house raid, she still feels a lingering fear.
After thinking for a while, he leaned on the small bar and typed tentatively:
"Tu Huan: Xie Yuchuan?"
In the empty cell of the imperial prison, someone was calling his name.
This time the voice was clear, echoing in his ears, ethereal and soft, it was not an auditory hallucination!
Xie Yuchuan's heart trembled.
"Xie Yuchuan:!!!!!!!"
Tu Huan held her forehead with her hand. It came again.
"Tu Huan: Didn't you sincerely ask me to protect your family?"
——Aren’t you sincerely asking me to protect your family?
That simple sentence made his whole body tingle.
The Xie family's hidden god for a hundred years has appeared?
Thinking of the scene of his family worshiping in his dream, Xie Yuchuan was silent for a moment and forced himself to cheer up.
He slowly asked his questions to the empty existence in the air.
"Xie Yuchuan: Was this dream... specially meant for me to see?"
Dream?
What dream?
The video she filmed of the Xie family, young and old?
Can Xie Yuchuan see it in a dream? That’s interesting.
Tu Huan reacted and communicated with the other party in a good mood.
"Tu Huan: Seeing that they are safe for the time being, are you relieved?"
The gentle voice sounded in my ears again.
Xie Yuchuan's heartbeat was deafening.
The Xie family god responded to him!
He wasn't hallucinating!
It's not a hallucination that he has imagined because he is crazy.
From the time he was young to the time he reached adulthood, he always believed that Heaven was vigorous and a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement, and rarely placed any hopes in gods.
But this time, in the battle in the northwest, the Xie family was defeated, and their father and brother died in the battle. Not only was the Xie family unable to redress their grievances, but the life and death of the entire family was in danger. He was seriously injured and trapped in the imperial prison, with no one to ask for help. He was so sad, helpless and self-blaming that he prayed to the gods.
But he didn't expect that the legend of the household god was actually true!
No words could describe the trembling in his heart, and he did not react for a long time.
There was no message from Xie Yuchuan on Tu Huan's chat page.
Tu Huan:?
Did she scare people silly?
Just as she was about to type, a new message popped up.
"Xie Yuchuan: Thank you God for your mercy and for saving my Xie family from dire straits. I have no way to repay you and am willing to serve you for the rest of my life!"
Tu Huan: ...
Ah, that is not necessary.
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