Chapter 897 Returning Home

to Worship the Ancestors The driver was Hu Shengfu. I had met him once before at Xishen Inn, and I still had some impression of him. But he obviously had forgotten me. When he saw me get in the car, he just nodded and smiled at me.

I was a little uneasy all the way. Xiao Qi seemed to sense my mood and stayed by my side, blinking at me from time to time, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

"What's wrong?" I looked at Xiao Qi and asked.

"No." Xiao Qi shook his head: "I just think you seem to be worried?"

"Yeah." I nodded, and Xiao Qi said: "It's okay, believe me."

Xiao Qi stuck out his tongue at me, and I smiled: "I hope so."

The next morning at around seven o'clock, the car finally got off the highway and drove into Zhangjiajie.

I looked at the lush green Zhangjiajie, and for a moment, I was a little dazed.

It was winter when I came last year, and Zhangjiajie was golden and gorgeous.

However, this time when I came back, Zhangjiajie was green again.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the car slowly drove to Fengjia Villa.

"Brother, I will ask someone to arrange a hotel for you right away. You can go back after you have a good rest." I said to the driver.

"No, I have to go back now. You know, it's not very peaceful in Jishou City now!" The driver smiled at me. I wanted to keep him, but the driver insisted on leaving.

"Okay, be careful."

The driver smiled at me and drove away.

"Hey, is this your fiancee's house?" Mu Yunxi stood in front of the villa, folded his arms and looked at the villa, clicked his tongue twice, and said, "This house is quite impressive."

I didn't say anything, but quickly walked to the front door of the villa and pressed the doorbell.

"Who is it?" A familiar voice came from the door, and this voice was Chujiu's mother.

"Auntie, it's me, Zhang Qianyu!" I said in a deep voice.

"Qianyu?" The voice in the house was obviously stunned, and then hurriedly opened the door.

When the door opened, the surprised face of the Feng family mistress came into my sight. She came out quickly and said, "Qianyu, it's really you. Why did you take so long to come back? Your uncle Feng was still talking about you when we had breakfast this morning. This child, where did he go and didn't even bother to report home that he was safe?"

I smiled after hearing her words, and then asked, "Auntie, where is Chujiu?"

"Qianyu, it's such an unfortunate time for you to come back. Chujiu took Churan and her grandfather to the village of my second uncle's lineage to pay condolences two days ago." The Feng family mistress had just finished speaking when Feng Changhe's voice came from the living room, "Caiyun, who's here?"

"Changhe, Qianyu is back." As she spoke, the mistress of the Feng family took my hand and led me into the house with a smile.

But the next second, the mistress of the Feng family froze, because it was not until then that she saw that there was a woman standing outside the door.

"Qianyu, she is..." The mistress of the Feng family restrained the smile on her face, frowned and looked at me, as if waiting for my answer.

"She is a friend of mine." I said.

"Friend? What friend?" A trace of displeasure flashed in the mistress of the Feng family's eyes, and at this time, Feng Changhe also came out. When he saw Mu Yunxi, he was also stunned.

"Zombie?" Although Feng Changhe had lost his Taoism, his eyesight was still there. When he saw Mu Yunxi at this moment, he immediately told Mu Yunxi's true identity.

"What? Zombies?" The mistress of the Feng family was frightened and screamed. She quickly took two steps back and shrank behind Feng Changhe.

"Qian Yu, what's going on? Why did you bring a zombie back? Wait, it's clearly daytime now, how could a zombie appear during the day?"

Although the mistress of the Feng family did not understand cultivation, she was from a family of cultivators after all. She was naturally familiar with some evil spirits.

"Flying zombies?" Feng Changhe narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Although Feng Changhe's cultivation was completely destroyed now, the demeanor and majesty that once belonged to a strong man were still there. At this moment, as his voice fell, his eyes were like a knife, constantly sweeping across Mu Yunxi's body.

"Good eyesight!" Mu Yunxi smiled and said, "Raising pigs?"

After saying that, she shook her head again: "Should I say, it was? However, your Qi Sea is completely destroyed, and all your cultivation has dissipated. Hey, no, your Qi Sea... seems to have a faint divine light flashing, your Qi Sea should still have a chance to repair."

"Qian Yu, what's going on? Why did you bring back a flying zombie?" Feng Changhe asked coldly.

I know that Feng Changhe may have misunderstood. After all, the Miao village of the Feng family was massacred by a flying zombie.

"Uncle Feng, this matter is a long story. Can we go into the house to talk?"

Feng Changhe did not move after hearing this, and still stared at Mu Yunxi.

Seeing this, I said, "Don't worry, Uncle Feng, she is my friend and won't hurt us. I will explain the details to you later."

Feng Changhe hesitated for a while, but finally nodded and stepped aside.

"Don't worry, Qian Yu is my brother, and you are Qian Yu's future father-in-law. How could I hurt you? After all... we are all family in the future." Mu Yunxi said jokingly as he walked into the villa.

Half an hour later, I finally explained the whole story. As for Feng Changhe, he fell into deep thought.

"You said that you entered a mysterious spiritual world, and... had some kind of spiritual resonance with her?" Feng Changhe frowned and said thoughtfully.

I didn't mention the ancestor who was a Yin person, nor did I mention the Mohist master and the Pao family ancestor. I only said that I entered that mysterious spiritual world and personally experienced that ancient war.

"That's right, Uncle Feng." I nodded.

"It seems that you two are indeed predestined, but... why do I feel something is wrong about this matter? Could it be... that it was set up by your master, or your senior sister?" Feng Changhe was obviously confused, and I didn't say much, just asked: "Uncle Feng, during the time I was away, nothing happened at home, right?"

"Oh, no, everything is fine at home." Feng Changhe smiled: "A few days ago, the old man's body was almost recovered, so he took Chujiu and Churan back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. By the way, he went to pay his respects to the people of the second uncle's lineage. After all, they are from the same origin. Even if he did something wrong during his lifetime, he is no longer with us. Moreover, the old man values ​​feelings very much. After all, the second uncle is his biological brother..." "

In my opinion, the old man should not invite the second uncle back to the ancestral temple. He has done so many rebellious things. What qualifications does he have to enjoy the incense of his descendants?" The mistress of the Feng family interrupted Feng Changhe and said angrily.

Feng Changhe didn't say anything after hearing this, but just sighed.

"Uncle Feng, when will Chujiu come back?" I asked again.

"It should be soon, but the village is in the mountains, there is no signal, and I can't contact Chujiu, so I don't know exactly when he will come back. Qianyu, you won't leave, right? Just take a good rest at home for a while. I think when Chujiu comes back, we will arrange your wedding!"