Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The ancestor worship was over quickly. When Du Dejiang and the others were worshiping their ancestors, Mr. Sheng stood quietly beside him like a stone statue without saying much. . .

Perhaps out of awe of the ancestral temple, or perhaps out of respect for Elder Sheng, the Du family did not dare to ask any more questions.

It wasn't until he left that Mr. Sheng said to Du Hao, "Du Hao, I hope you can think carefully about what I said."

While everyone was shocked, Du Hao nodded slightly: "If you have time, you can consider it."

Many people wanted to scold Du Hao for being too arrogant for daring to speak like this to Mr. Sheng.

However, seeing Mr. Sheng's attitude, instead of being angry, he actually had a smile on his face.

Is it possible that this old man Sheng is an old fool?

With doubts, everyone walked down the mountain.

Looking back, one could vaguely see Mr. Sheng standing outside the ancestral temple, leaning on a cane, watching everyone quietly.

Or rather...watching Du Hao off.

When their figures disappeared into the forest, Mr. Sheng sighed and said slowly: "Since you are here, why don't you come out?"

Uh-huh!

As soon as he finished speaking, a gray figure appeared next to Mr. Sheng, looking down at the mountain forest with a serious face, as if looking at the Du family and his party.

If Zhang Qianqian were here, she would definitely exclaim.

Does this old man also have such a serious side? !

At this moment, the lustful old man's eyes no longer had the lustful and squinting expression before, but instead had a surprisingly solemn look.

"Are you sure it's him?" Sheng Lao asked.

The old man nodded: "I'm sure, no matter how many times I calculate this child, I can't figure out his past and present lives. It seems that he is a person who should not appear in reincarnation."

"I even counted the people around him, who are all very normal. He is the only one with a strange fate and unpredictable misfortune."

Mr. Sheng nodded lightly: "I'm afraid this is the only person who can be reused by the prince."

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly: "Prince? Is he not dead yet?"

"How could the prince die so easily? His cultivation is unparalleled, and he is the first king of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Although the Du family was demoted to the tomb-keepers, their cultivation is real."

"Anyway, Du Xuan Yu should try not to act rashly if he can. The prince doesn't want any big changes to the plan."

As he spoke, Old Sheng's aura gradually became taller, and the blood in his body was 'stimulating' and 'swaying', as if he was no longer an old man, but a general who had experienced hundreds of battles.

The crutch in his hand was also strong in the wind at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a blood-red spear!

As for his whole person, he suddenly looked younger, with long flowing hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was even more handsome than some Korean Obamas today.

The old man looked at Mr. Sheng like this and curled his lips and said, "I also want to ask him about reincarnation. If you say this, you are obviously not giving me face, the old man."

"Also, no matter what you are pretending to be, you are already a lot older, and you are still pretending to be a young 'meat'."

"Let me tell you, there are only you and me here now, and no little girl is looking at you. Hurry up and put away your appearance, otherwise the old man will make me **** itchy!"

Old Sheng's eyes twitched, and he picked up a magic formula and hit it at the old man.

The color of the old man's face changed, and he was about to resist. Suddenly his eyes widened and he laughed and said: "Haha! You old guy, you gave me such a rich soul-reviving fragrance. Okay, okay. Well, old man, I won’t argue with you anymore.”

The soul-returning incense is of great use to an old monster like him!

"I'm giving this to you because I don't want you to find Du Xuan's Jade.

Don't mess up the prince's plan. "Lao Sheng said coldly.

The old man curled his lips and said, "My lord, my lord, my lord, I listen to what you are saying all day long. My lord, I am really a slave."

"Okay, old man, I don't want to talk to you anymore, so I'm leaving."

After that, he walked down the mountain.

boom!

But as soon as he took a step, Mr. Sheng's spear hit the ground in front of him, creating a big crater.

The old man was startled and said angrily: "Old man, what are you doing!"

"Fight before we leave."

Old Sheng didn't wait for the old man's reaction. He stepped forward with his gun and launched a fierce attack!

"I'll fuck your prince's butt eyes!!!"

…………

Along the way, the people in the car with Du Hao looked at Du Hao in confusion, wondering what exactly Mr. Sheng had just said to Du Hao.

But Du Hao didn't say anything, and didn't speak until he returned to the Du family villa.

This made everyone in the Du family even more curious, but under Du Dejiang's order, they were not allowed to disturb Du Hao.

Vaguely, Du Dejiang seemed to have treated Du Hao as the core disciple of the family.

This made the nephews and nephews of the Du family very jealous, and secretly sighed that Du Hao was too lucky.

And Hong Honghong, for this reason, locked herself in the room and didn't even come out to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

It can be said that this year's New Year's Eve dinner was the most depressing one for the entire Du family.

Everyone looked at Du Hao's family tacitly, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

As for the New Year's Eve dinner, although they ushered in the new year, after they sent Dude Jiang back to his room to rest, they all lost their enthusiasm for the New Year.

In the past, they would brag about their achievements this year to win the envy of those around them.

Because this year, all the light has been taken away by Du Hao alone, leaving them, the juniors, and even the second-generation disciples, all feeling dull.

Watching everyone go back to their rooms to rest, just when Du Hao was about to go back to practice, an unexpected person also came to Du's house.

Jiefang drove the car and wanted to call Du Hao out to party all night long.

This is a tradition for them. They get together every New Year, and this year is no exception.

Du Hao told his parents and left with Xie Song and the others.

But what was unexpected this year was that Ning Fan also joined their ranks, adding one more person to their originally small team.

"Haozi, have you suffered any grievances at your home this year?"

Driving the car, Jie Song asked Du Hao.

On New Year's Eve, there was already a lot of traffic, but the good thing was that the road Xie Songxuan took was not too congested, so the four of them had an easy time.

Kong Zixuan covered her mouth and smiled: "Seeing that Du Hao didn't complain when he came out, there must be nothing going on this year."

They all knew that Du Hao didn't get along with his family, so every time he went out in the past years, Du Hao would complain a lot.

Ning Fan looked at the three of them and asked in a daze, "Du Hao, do you get along with your family?"

Du Hao rubbed his brow: "That's right."

"By the way, where are we going?"

He didn't want to dwell on this issue any longer.

Jie Song stopped in front of a red light and said, "Go worship Buddha and offer incense. Climb a mountain, offer incense, and make a wish."

He smiled obscenely: "After that, let's fire the first shot of the new year."

"roll!"

The three of them cursed in unison.

"Fuck! Du Hao, you can't do this. As the young master of the Du family, you are already eighteen and it's not your first time. How can this be okay?"

Du Hao's eyes twitched and he wanted to throw Jie Song out of the car...

Xiangyun Mountain is a Foshan in the North District of Nanzhou.

This mountain is not high and can be regarded as a small scenic spot. However, because of the Buddhist temple built on it, many tourists come and go to burn incense sticks and kowtow to pray for peace.

Looking at the dense crowd of pedestrians on the road, Jie Song cursed:

"Holy crap! There are so many people! There weren't so many people last year!"

Not only him, but Kong Zixuan also frowned and instinctively shrank towards Du Hao.

Ning Fan was domineering and didn't care at all. He patted Xie Song on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter if there are many people. Anyway, they are all here to offer incense. They leave after they finish offering it. It's almost like an assembly line."

Jie Song scratched his head: "That's true."

While the two were talking, Du Hao caught several unusual figures.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became a little more wary.

"Why are the people from the Tower of Babel and the Tomb of Swords here too?"

Then, he looked behind him and found that his cultivation level was somewhat fluctuating.

"Why are there so many powerful people here today? It shouldn't be."

He just noticed that around him, there were seven or eight people who were in the early stages of their aspiration for the throne.

They didn't have any conflicts. Like the people around them, they all seemed to be here to offer incense.

However, Du Hao could tell from the breath that these people were also wary of each other and wary of each other.

"Oh, stop looking, let's go, Zixuan, follow Du Hao closely, be careful of being taken advantage of. As for Ning Fan, you..."

Jie Song paused and grinned: "You stay with me, but you must protect me. If any 'girl' comes over to take advantage of me, remember not to stop her."

Ning Fan had a dark look on his face.

Since Du Hao had been hiding his cultivation and was among the crowd, these people did not notice Du Hao's existence and only regarded him as a passerby and did not care at all.

But Du Hao became more and more frightened as he watched, thinking that something was definitely going to happen tonight.

He was always vigilant. If something unexpected happened, he could knock the three of them unconscious as soon as possible and take them away from the place of right and wrong.

“I won’t be able to live well even during the New Year!”

Du Hao complained dissatisfiedly.

Standing in front of the Main Hall, Jie Song handed out three sticks of incense to each person. When the four of them lined up, they all stepped forward to worship Buddha.

Du Hao, holding the incense in his hand, only glanced at the Buddha statue and stopped looking at it.

The old monk sitting in front knocking wooden fish opened his eyes and glanced at him, a bit of anger flashing in his eyes. But when he saw the incense money donated by Jie Song, his face beamed again, looking very snobbish.

"Du Hao, do you think there is really a Buddha in the world?"

When walking out of the Main Hall, Kong Zixuan gently held Du Hao's hand and asked softly.

It seems that holding hands like this is already her greatest courage. If she goes any further, the relationship between the two will collapse.

Du Hao didn't 'pull' his hand out, he paused and said, "Why do you ask?"

Kong Zixuan thought for a while, then Zhanyan smiled and said, "Because, I just made a wish."

As she said that, she stood up on tiptoes and gently hugged Du Hao's neck, her soft lips came close to his ear, and she whispered softly.

"I hope the Buddha can bless us so that we can be like this every New Year in the future..."

"Never give up..."

PS: Thanks to Ma Mu Sao Rui and Feng Qian San Qian Da Qian for their 500 reward!