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After leaving the Shen family's ancestral home, Zhao Long was depressed while driving because he had the same confusion as Master Yang's two apprentices. How could he need the master's blood to repair the ancestral home?

Zhao Long is a native of Donghai. As a big old man, he is very knowledgeable and has never heard of this strange custom that requires the blood of his master to repair his ancestral home.

"Qiye, what do Uncle Chen want your blood?" Zhao Long looked at Chen Qiye with a confused look on his face and asked.

"Uncle Chen said it is useful." Chen Qiye said.

"Is it for repairing the ancestral home?" Zhao Long asked afterwards.

"Yes, Uncle Chen said it was used when he broke the ground." Chen Qiye nodded and said. If it was someone else who wanted Chen Qiye's blood, he would have to pay the price of his life. However, since it was Mr. Chen's request and it was for repairing his ancestral home, Chen Qiye scratched his body without thinking.

Uncle Chen stayed in the Shen family for the rest of his life and served the three generations of the heads of the Shen family. He was one of the few relatives in the world who Chen Qiye was the one who was the most superstitious about Feng Shui, and he regarded repairing his ancestral home as extremely important. Just a bowl of blood can bring peace of mind to the elderly. What's wrong?

Zhao Long shook his head and said, "What a strange way to break the ground. I remember that your Donghai Shen family is a branch of the Wuhua Shen family. Where did the Wuhua Shen family move here?"

The surname Zhao is a native surname in the East China Sea. For example, Xu, Chen, Xi, Yang, Huang, etc. are all local surnames, while the surname Chen, like the surname Tang, are all foreign surnames.

The ancestors of the Tang clan of Donghai were the branch of Tang Yin, Suzhou Prefecture, but Zhao Long had never heard of the origin of the Shen clan in Wuhua and Donghai, nor had they ever seen them hold an ancestor worship ceremony.

"I heard from my father that the Shen family of Wuhua was moved from another place during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. Where did they move here? This is a family tree." Chen Qiye said.

The Shen family in Donghai is a branch of the Shen family in Wuhua. The origin of the Shen family in Wuhua is the origin of the Shen family in Donghai. However, the genealogy of the Shen family is kept by the clan leader. Chen Qiye has been an abandoned baby since he was a child and has few opportunities to come into contact with the genealogy.

Chen Qiye really has no way to answer Zhao Long's question.

"Qianye, I remember you said that your father picked you up at his doorstep?" Zhao Long asked.

"Zhao Long, why did you suddenly become gossipy after you got married? You are interested in my life experience?" Chen Qiye looked at Zhao Long and said with a smile.

Zhao Long laughed awkwardly. These days he and Li Ruonan were as close as they were, and were more or less infected by Li Ruonan's active and lively personality. In addition, Shen's alternative habit of repairing the ancestral home really made Zhao Long curious.

"If you don't mind, just talk to me." Zhao Long scratched his head and laughed.

If this problem is changed to ordinary orphans, they will definitely avoid talking about it. However, Chen Qiye is not as inferior or complaining as other orphans. Especially under the guidance of Shen Junwen, Chen Qiye felt that everyone has difficulties. Perhaps their parents abandon him, and they also have their difficulties.

"I heard from my father that he found me at the door when he went out in the morning." Chen Qiye smiled faintly.

"Then do you have any jade pendants, gold bars, or small notes on your body?" Zhao Long asked. Like ordinary parents who abandon their children, they will leave some valuable items. Even if it is a small note, there will be a birth date on it, but Chen Qiye does not have these things on his body.

"Nothing." Chen Qiye said.

Zhao Long suddenly said with a whim: "Can it be the work of an acquaintance?"

Chen Qiye nodded and said, "This possibility is not ruled out."

Since Chen Qiye, who was in the cradle, had nothing on his body, but was thrown at Shen Junwen's door early in the morning, this means that the person who threw the child must know Shen Junwen and was familiar with his daily routine.

But there is another possibility that Chen Qiye's parents did not know Shen Junwen, but had heard of him, so they put their children at Shen Junwen's door, hoping that Chen Qiye would have a good home.

After all, Shen Junwen was already thirty years old at that time. In that era, he was an older young man without getting married at the age of thirty. He himself was a well-known entrepreneur in the Donghai area and was more qualified than ordinary people to raise Chen Qiye in his infancy.

Soon, the two arrived at the Lin Group, and Chen Qiye was not interested in this topic, so Zhao Long stopped.

In the evening, on the winding mountain path of the Three Thousand Mountains, an old and broken body held a bowl of sea, crawling on the snow-covered sheep path with difficulty. If Chen Qiye saw this old man, he would be shocked. Because of the hunchbacked old man who was walking three steps, he was actually Uncle Chen!

An ordinary person can take ten minutes to complete the journey, like Uncle Chen, it takes half an hour to get physical strength, but in this way, he crawled stubbornly until it was completely dark that he climbed in front of a Taoist temple.

Uncle Chen looked at the wooden door that had mostly fallen from the vermilion in front of him, and his face became sad. After ten minutes, he had the courage to knock on the door knocker.

After a while, an old man with fairy spirit and Taoist priest walked out of the wooden door. If someone else saw this old man, he would definitely call him Taoist Master Zhenyuan, but Uncle Chen actually called him a name that everyone in the Shen family unexpectedly said.

"Taigong, I've brought Chen Qiye's blood." Uncle Chen put down the sea bowl and bowed deeply.

No one would have thought that Taoist Master Zhenyuan was the founder of the mountain who brought Wuhua Shen family to the East China Sea to scatter the branches and leaves. The ancestor of the Shen family and Shen Taigong!

He was a few years older than Uncle Chen. Even if he broke the heads of everyone in the Shen family, he would never imagine that Shen Taigong was still alive.

"Xiao Chen, thank you for your hard work." Chen Taigong nodded lightly and said.

Xiao Chen heard this sound, and Uncle Chen, who was almost ninety years old, burst into tears and his whole body trembled wildly. When he and Taigong Chen looked at each other, he felt like he had traveled through the time and space tunnel.

Uncle Chen tried not to let himself lose his composure in front of the old master, but he still lost his composure in the end. He said in tears: "A few days ago, when you came to my house, I thought you were a ghost. Grandpa, you have been missing for decades, why did you practice in the three thousand? Why don't you inform me of me? I miss you so much!"

The East China Sea holy land is three thousand mountains, only a few kilometers away from the Shen family’s ancestral home. Who would have thought that the Shen family’s grandfather, who had been missing for decades, would live three thousand yuan.

Decades ago, the Shen family's grandfather suddenly disappeared, and everyone in the Shen family thought he was dead. Until the night when it snowed heavily, the Shen family appeared in front of Uncle Chen's bed, almost scaring Uncle Chen to death.

Uncle Chen had thousands of words to say to the old master, but Mr. Chen seemed to have seen through the world and only had the sea bowl containing Chen Qiye's blood in his eyes.

"The bowl contains Qiye's blood, give it to me!"
Chapter completed!