Chang Wufu and Mang Qingshan cooperated relatively well, holding hands and jumping down into the dark mine pit.

They seem to be quite old, so they are a little embarrassed to hold hands.

But the actual situation is nothing like that.

These hands have been holding together since childhood, and it has been seven or eight hundred years now.

Holding hands, they are the closest brothers, the most trusted comrades, and the most reliable allies.

As long as they don't let go, no matter what they see,

They face it all together, never alone.

Then, they saw a big wine vat.

A large wine vat passed down from their family to store Wanxian Brewing.

Less than ten meters in front of them, under a dreamy beam of light.

In the wine vat was the familiar yellow liquid,

And that small section, that small section of bone.

Then, a bone jumped out of the wine vat,

He turned into an old man who was somewhat similar to Chang Wufu, pointed at them and said,

"Grandson, have you made the family business bigger and stronger?"

This old man is his great-grandfather, named Chang Baoshan.

After fighting against the sky for more than two thousand three hundred years,

After all, the physical body is dispersed and the essence of heaven and earth is concentrated.

Enter the wine vat to bless future generations.

Grandpa pointed at his nose and asked, Chang Wufu didn't know what to say.

The family business is slowly, year by year, shrinking, really shrinking.

In shame, Chang Wufu knocked his head on the ground and cried,

"The grandson is useless, the family is not big and not strong."

Chang Baoshan let out a long sigh of disappointment, disappeared, turned into a piece of bone, and returned to the big wine vat.

Then, another bone flew out and turned into an old lady.

Mang Qingshan recognized her, this was his third grandma, Mang Cuiping.

After fighting against fate for more than 1,700 years, he finally took the same path as Chang Baoshan.

The old lady was very energetic and tough. She didn't say anything when she came out and gave Mang Qingshan a mouthful.

"Grandson, have you become famous all over the world?"

Not daring to cover his face, Mang Qingshan also knelt down and said with a red face,

"Third Grandma, we don't have much reputation now."

The old lady seemed to have been a warrior before, so she kicked Mang Qingshan in the head.

"Useless trash, an embarrassment to our ancestors."

After kicking him, he turned around, turned into bones, and returned to the big wine vat.

Just like waiting in line at a station to buy train tickets, people keep coming out.

Grandpa, great-aunt, seventh aunt, eighth aunt, and third cousin from far away.

Every time they come out, they are taught a lesson, and every time they come out, they tear a hole in their hearts.

To sum it up, it means the same thing,

Chang Wufu and Mang Qingshan are useless, I'm sorry for so many ancestors who sacrificed themselves.

That is to say, there is no bright lintel, and it is not famous all over the world.

Relying on the sacrifices of our predecessors, we are just hanging around here waiting to die. We are extremely hopeless and let our ancestors down.

Chang Wufu also wanted to defend himself by saying that they are not useless.

The situation is really different, and the times are different.

Those of the same race who have ideals, revenge, do extreme things, regardless of objective conditions,

Later, they all died and were soaked in a big wine vat.

Now I can barely make ends meet, trying to survive in the cracks of all forces.

It has continued for so many years without extinction, which is already a great achievement.

Who is alive? Isn’t it difficult?

Who doesn’t feel bitter?

Wouldn’t it be better to understand a little more?

Of course, these are all things that I can’t say out loud no matter how wronged I am.

Chang Wufu and Mang Qingshan endured it silently.

Finally, a young guy came out.

They all knew Chang Wufu, he was their elder brother, Chang Sixi.

Unlucky, he lived for more than 300 years, but died early due to fighting with the enemy.

After coming out, they were very excited when they saw Chang Wufu. They ran over and hugged them and started crying.

"Brother, it's great to finally see you again."

Chang Wufu was very close to Chang Sixi in the past. In that battle, Chang Sixi died in order to protect him.

"Fourth brother, where have you been all these years? Are you okay?"

Are you okay? These words seemed to stimulate Chang Sixi,

Suddenly stood up and kept distance from them,

Wiping the tears from his face, he said with a cold face,

"You still dare to ask me, are you okay?

I'm not good, I'm very bad. Seeing you being so useless makes me even worse.

How come you two are so useless in our family?

I shouldn't have saved you in the first place, I'm definitely better off than you alive."

Every sentence touched my heart, Chang Wufu cried like a tearful person,

Did he really deserve to die in the first place, so as not to disappoint people now?

"What is our ideal since childhood?

What did you say when I died?

Did you do it?"

Chang Wufu's mind was suddenly pulled back to a long time ago.

Holding Chang Sixi's corpse, he pointed to the sky and made a wish.

“Our ideal since childhood is to restore the glory of our ancestors.

Fourth brother, don't worry, you won't be afraid even if you die.

From now on, I will help you realize your ideal."

What an ambitious ideal. Is it so easy to restore the glory of our ancestors?

Chang Wufu couldn't say any reasons or excuses in front of his fourth brother.

I can only apologize mechanically and constantly,

"Fourth brother, I was wrong. I am a loser. I don't deserve to live, so I shouldn't let you save me."

Mang Qingshan quickly defended Chang Wufu,

"Fourth brother, the older generation lectures us, they are old-fashioned, we listen,

You can't think like this. Have you forgotten what the world was like when you were alive?

How can we get ahead? Even if we turn into snake soup, we can't get ahead?"

Chang Sixi looked at the mouth of Mang Qingshan Mountain and immediately became furious, yelling at the top of his lungs.

"You still dare to talk to me?

You are just trash and useless. I should not have saved you in the first place.

If you had died then, you would not have been embarrassed in the world.
To be continued...