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"Chen Zhenqiu wants to eat Qiye." Chen Zhenyuan said with bright eyes.

Uncle Chen didn't react at first. After more than ten seconds, Uncle Chen suddenly reacted for a while, and felt a turbulent heart in his stomach, and he was even scared to vomit breakfast.

Eat people?

How is this possible? Chen Zhenqiu is from the Shen family after all, how could he like to eat people?

Uncle Chen felt the hairs on his body counted down, and he couldn't help but hit Han Chan and asked, "Taigong, why is this? Does Young Master Zhenqiu still have the habit of eating people?"

Chen Zhenyuan shook his head with a bitter smile. Of course, Chen Zhenqiu did not have the habit of eating people, but he just wanted to eat Chen Qiye.

"This matter has to start with the ancestral teachings of the Shen family..."

With Chen Zhenyuan's voice of a sense of age, Chen Bo's memory also returned to his childhood. Half a century ago, when Chen Bo's first entered the Shen family as a servant, the Shen family had always had the habit of practicing martial arts.

Until one day, when Chen Zhenyuan grew up and became an adult, he began to move to the East China Sea to grow branches and leaves. At that time, Uncle Chen thought that this was a normal separation between the two brothers, so as Chen Zhenyuan's servant, he also began to move to the East China Sea.

But Uncle Chen didn't know that a simple separation in his eyes was the beginning of a nightmare in Donghai and Wuhua. To be precise, it was the beginning of a nightmare in many young families in Donghai and Wuhua.

Uncle Chen remembered that it was an era without surveillance and darkness. There were many vicious murders and baby loss incidents in the two places, but unfortunately, the murderer was not caught. Who would have thought that the mastermind behind it was Chen Zhenqiu and Chen Zhenyuan.

Because in the descendants of the Shen family, Chen Changchun and Chen Changsheng, the three uncles of the Shen family, including Shen Minghui and Shen Mingchao, did not inherit the talent of the Shen family's martial arts.

The two brothers Chen Zhenqiu and Chen Zhenyuan decided to break the ancestral teachings and started experiments with babies. Uncle Chen felt his scalp numb.

"Taigong, what experiment do you do with babies?" Uncle Chen asked with a pale face.

Speaking of that dark history, even Chen Zhenyuan, a ninety-year-old man, became moved.

"Feed those babies in swaddling clothes to eat dragon meat!"

Confused!

asphyxia!

Very terrifying!

Uncle Chen lived to be 88 years old. He was a wise man who had experienced great storms, but what he heard today was more crazy than what he had experienced in his whole life.

Dragon meat?

Where did the dragon come from in this matter and the meat you brought?

"Taigong, what you said seriously?" Uncle Chen asked in shock.

Chen Zhenyuan said with bright eyes: "Do you still remember what is recorded in the He family genealogy?"

Uncle Chen hurriedly said, "You have said that the ancestors of the Shen family were Taoist boys around Emperor Wanli, who were the ones who came to guard the dragon corpse."

Last time, Uncle Chen reluctantly believed what Chen Taigong said that the ancestor of the Shen family was a Taoist boy next to Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty, but was even that myth true?

There has always been a legend in the East China Sea that a dragon died on the Sanjiang River. Emperor Wanli was afraid that the Dragon King would blame him, so he built nine hundred and ninety-nine Taoist temples on the Donghai Mountain to conquer the country's destiny.

Is all this true?

Uncle Chen's old face turned a little white, and he asked carefully: "Taigong, is the existence of that dragon real?"

Chen Taigong nodded and said, "It's true. Whether it's Chen Changchun or Chen Changsheng, within three generations of the Shen family, no descendants of the Shen family can inherit the roots of my Shen family's martial arts. So Chen Zhenqiu and I broke the rules and did not abide by the ancestral teachings."

Since no one in the Shen family has inherited martial arts, there is no need to abide by the ancestral teachings. Even the Wang family has ideas about the dragon corpse. An ordinary Shen family cannot resist the divine power of the aristocratic family, so it is normal for Chen Zhenyuan and Chen Zhenqiu to have such ideas.

"But what does this have to do with Qiye?" asked Uncle Chen.

"Since you no longer have to abide by the ancestral teachings of the Shen family, then that dragon corpse is a huge trouble. Chen Zhenqiu became interested and planned to use the ancestral corpse, but he was afraid of an accident, so he encouraged me to steal dozens of babies together and conduct an experiment." Chen Zhenyuan said with regret, when he found that the Shen family had no successor and could not abide by the ancestral teachings.

Chen Zhenqiu has been desperate, lost, and even been crazy, and Chen Qiye is the product of his and Chen Zhenqiu's madness.

Having said that, Uncle Chen certainly guessed the consequences of the babies in the cradles, but if he hadn't heard the answer with his own ears, he wouldn't believe it.

"What's the result?" Uncle Chen asked, breathing.

Two lines of repentance tears suddenly hung on Chen Zhenqiuxian's elegance and kind face. This was the last thing he had done in his life and the thing he could not refuse to die.

Every time he thinks of that dark history, Chen Zhenyuan is ashamed of the dozens of babies, and even more ashamed of Chen Qiye, so he has never had the face to let Chen Qiye call him his master.

"Chen Zhenqiu and I personally fed them dragon meat... and they died, all of them died, and only Qiye survived."
Chapter completed!