Chapter 927

Hearing Jimo Yu's answer, the old man did not show an ecstasy expression, but instead looked at the other party vigilantly and questioned: "Since that's the case, why didn't you say it five years ago?"

He relied on his strength and did not take the five people seriously.

I don't think they can hurt themselves at all.

What the old man was worried about was some conspiracy behind it.

Jimo Yu said: "I didn't say it five years ago, of course because I didn't know it at that time. However, since Shaobai returned from the holy land of mountains and seas, his divine power has made rapid progress. When I was paying the gods to sacrifice, I accidentally met with all the predecessors and received the order. You can also see that the old man is about to die, and the oil is gone, and I don't know which day I will completely close my eyes. I will live up to the clan's education in this life, and I can't go into the loess with regrets. I can make my wish while I can still leave, otherwise I will be ashamed of my predecessors!"

Jimo Yu said this sincerely.

The old man could not see anything abnormal from his wrinkled face like a tree bark, and he believed it three times.

Even though he scoffed at the evil spirits and monsters, gods and ghosts, he had seen the magical methods of the Gongxi tribe with his own eyes, and the first lord was born in the orthodox Gongxi tribe.

He couldn't help but believe some mysterious things.

The old man was on guard and relaxed, and his tone was a little gentle: "Oh, why did your body look like this?"

You should know that Jimo Yu and the first lord are twins.

The two have similar talents.

If it is normal, living for two hundred years will not be a problem.

It’s like him, as long as he is willing, he can return to his youth in minutes. He asked again: “But there is still a rescue? I have many treasures that can prolong life, maybe…”

Jimo Yu waved his hand and declined: "No, I'll drag this old body, it's meaningless to live for a long time..."

Seeing that Jimo Yu had no intention of living, the old man no longer said anything. He just said something politely, but he had no sincerity. Things like heaven and earth treasures are hard to come by.

The old man turned around and invited the five people into the bamboo house.

For a hundred years, there are only ten fingers of people who have stepped into bamboo houses.

Five guests came at one time today.

Jimo Yu looked at the decorations in the bamboo house with his turbid eyes.

He praised: "Chehou is elegant."

The furnishings in the bamboo house are very tasteful.

It was not obvious that it was a reckless man's residence.

The old man sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.

"I'm bored and messing around."

He was trapped in this deep mountain for more than a hundred years. At first, he was not used to it. He missed his former glory and wealth, and even ordered people to build a palace mansion on the hillside, and his wives, concubines and children moved in. However, the years were ruthless and the beauty was growing old. Even if a fresh concubine was sent, his freshness was maintained for a shorter and shorter time, and even less interested in women. In the following decades, even his power was not so attractive. Only his yearning for freedom became increasingly vigorous. Logically speaking, he should be so excited that he was on the verge of losing control, but his mood became calm.

Even if freedom is right in front of him, he is calm and composed.

After a few greetings, he found that he overestimated himself.

Jimo Yu's greetings made him anxious.

Seeing the impatientness between his eyebrows and eyes, Jimo Yu coughed and said what he wanted to hear the most: "Please take us to the underground palace and let Shaobai remove the shackles for you."

The old man's eyes lit up: "Natural."

As he said that, his eyes fell to Fang Yan and the other two: "I remember that they are not from the Gongxi tribe, so I took them to the underground palace?"

The things suppressed by the underground palace are related to the secrets of the Gongxi clan.

It's not good to let outsiders see it?

Jimo Yu smiled weakly: "It's okay, I specially brought them here today. The underground palace was unsealed, and my life was about to end. I have no worries in this life, but this disciple is only six years old, afraid that he can't stand the blow."

I brought Fang Yan and a few more, just to allow them to comfort Jimo Qiu, who was crying behind me.

The old man didn't say much when he saw this.

The secret of the Gongxi clan has nothing to do with him.

"You come with me!"

The moment the old man stood up, his snow-white hair dyed black in an instant, and his shriveled and loose skin became full in one breath, becoming smooth and elastic. He turned from the old man to a burly and majestic middle-aged man, and his breathing and vomiting were vaguely exuding a compelling momentum! A pair of tiger eyes faintly had a terrifying light flowing.

This person is indeed a twenty-class marquis.

I just don’t know how many years he has entered this realm.

Jimo Yu followed him weakly, lowering his eyes slightly, and holding the dark and complex calculations under his eyes-

His life is not long, and he will take away a difficult problem before his death. This is the only thing he can do for Jimo Qiu. If he doesn't do this, when the truth in the underground palace is revealed, this person will never spare Jimo Qiu. At the same time, this move is also atonement. He does not seek to obtain the understanding of his clan members, but only hopes to reduce his sins.

"Shaobai..."

Jimoqiu, who was beside him, looked down at him: "Teacher."

The tone was faintly pitiful and aggrieved.

When he went out today, Jimo Yu repeatedly urged and ordered him to speak no matter what he had talked to others. He could not speak unless the teacher allowed him to answer.

He just kept talking.

When I was paying the gods to sacrifice the last time, I didn’t meet any predecessors and heroes. He knew that the teacher was lying.

Blinking your eyes and keeping your mouth shut.

Jimo Yu looked at the entrance of the underground palace located below the bamboo house and sighed: "In the future, you must walk steadily."

Jimo Qiu nodded: "Yes."

Jimo Yu reminded again: "The rice should be delicious."

Jimo Qiu: "Yes."

"You can't stay up late, drink, gamble, you can't fool around, you can't stay home at night... The marriage has to wait until the next high priest takes over you. If you have a woman you like in the future, remember to bring it here for your master. You don't have to carry the mission of the Gongxi clan to continue your mission, so don't have more children, it's great if you don't have one..."

The future path can only be left to let the beloved disciple walk by himself.

The road to the underground palace is very long.

But he has more words to give in.

The old man leading the way at first did not want to destroy the atmosphere of Jimo Yu saying his last words. He couldn't help but interrupt: "No wonder your Gongxi tribe is not very crowded. If you want your family to prosper, you have to sleep more women and have more children. With his strength, marrying ten or eight is not too many. Each woman holds two in three years and has three in five years. It won't take long to get the population..."

Speaking of which, the first lord has the same virtue.

He kept saying "How can a real man become a family before his hegemony?" As a result, as soon as he died, the Wu Kingdom that he had worked hard to conquer was completely over. Whenever there were a few children at that time, these old ministers could also guard the young master and retreat to the ground.

After he recovers his vitality, he can still fulfill his unfinished ambitions.

Why do people feel uneven and the trees fall and money scatter?

So, children should have more children.

Jimo Yu had a dark face: "Does it be a breeding?"

The old man said, "It's a pity that such a good species is not worthy of it."

He was not accustomed to Jimo Yu at all.

Jimo Yu had twins like the first lord, and he was several decades older than the first lord. In terms of seniority, Jimo Yu could just call him a great-grandfather. He thought it was not exciting enough and continued to talk: "Speaking of it, if you have twins with the first lord, if you have children, you are also the first lord in terms of blood. Huh? Let's talk about it, do you have children? Where are you?"

Jimo Yu asked: "What are you doing?"

The old man said, "Give Qiguo to him."

Jimo Yu held back the veins on his forehead.

"Isn't the ancestors of Qiguo the descendants of your old master?"

"That's just an adoptive. If it were the first lord's parents and children, those old brothers would not have been divided back then..." The old man said indifferently, "After the first lord's death, there was no heir at his knees, and some people were restless. At that time, the important officials discussed that they would support the adopted heir, but they had differences in the adoptive candidates. At that time, Wu Guo was already very angry, and they fought openly and secretly for different heir candidates, and finally broke up the group."

Everyone chooses a heir who is beneficial to them.

The result of disagreement is a collapse.

The Wu Kingdom was established quickly and collapsed quickly.

Today, the Qi Kingdom royal family advocated that their ancestors were descendants of the Wu Kingdom, so naturally they wanted to gain his support with this incense.

It is precisely because of his support that Qiguo was re-established after several destruction of the country. Qiguo has a great ambition, and every time he was destroyed, they wanted to expand their territory, but the neighboring countries thought so. The old man thought of celebrating the first lord for a hundred years in Qiguo, so he barely gave some care. If he could have the blood of the first lord in his hand, Qiguo would be nothing? He could also use this trump card to collect old people who still existed in the world and descendants of the first lord's power. It is impossible to restore the Wu Kingdom, and it is not difficult to become a giant.

By then—

The old man was forced to remain silent for many years and was ready to move.

However, it was a pity that Jimo Yu poured him cold water.

He said expressionlessly: "Oh, it's a pity that I've been alone and widowed all my life, without a wife, without children, and ruined your calculations."

The old man's face was restored to his prime and blew hard: "Does the men from your Gongxi tribe all have serious illnesses? They are not even interested in women. Do you have hidden illnesses?"

Fang Yan and the others couldn't stand it anymore.

As a result, Jimo Yu's answer became even more explosive.

"Oh, how do you know? What my brother told you?"
To be continued...