After Hua Jiunan's detailed explanation, Chen Daji showed a sudden realization.
"Oh oh oh, that's what happened!"
"Boss, according to what you said, isn't it just to invite ghosts to eat?"
"It's a good thing, but why did Master Huping and the others risk their lives..."
At this point, Chen Daji suddenly stopped. He turned around and looked at Chen Fu with a serious face.
"Dad, I advise you not to make any sacrifices the day after tomorrow, or you will be sent away easily!"
"Do you remember that Uncle Zhou who came to our house last time? He was that old man!"
"He died because he invited ghosts to eat! Just one click and the person is gone!!"
Chen Fu: "..."
Too lazy to pay attention to his silly son, Chen Fu took out five hundred yuan and handed it to Hua Jiunan.
"Hey, Mr. Zhou Dao is such a good person. How could he be gone without you? Xiaojiu, when the time comes, the money will be given to that kid Hu Ping."
"It's so pitiful to say that I haven't had a parent since I was a child, and now the master is still ahead of him..."
"Let him come and live with us. He can eat, drink and spend time as his uncle. He will never be different from you!"
Chen Fu's unintentional act of kindness this time gave him another great supporter besides Xue Zhi - General Jiutian Shatong.
In addition, the relationship between Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji has become even more prosperous and long-lasting.
It is not an exaggeration to say that misfortunes turn into good fortune and adversities turn into auspiciousness!
...
Hua Jiunan thought to himself while looking at the father and son who were born to be in conflict.
That's right...why would Zhengyi's ancestral sacrifice to Li still be in danger?
Who dares to go to Master Zhang Tian's ancestral land to cause trouble? What kind of existence must it be! !
After thinking about it, Hua Jiunan said.
"Daji, don't you have Huping's phone number? I'll call him later and ask."
"By the way, let him come to our house to stay for a few more days, and then go back when the danger has passed."
Chen Daji has always been a warmhearted man and has long been thinking about Huping.
After hearing this, he immediately took out his mobile phone and looked around for signals.
"Hey, Huping?! I heard that your master is dead?!"
"What? Who said that?! Your ancestor told us yesterday!"
"Where did your ancestors come from?! Are you stupid? If you ask me about your ancestors, who should I ask?"
Listening to this unreliable chat, Hua Jiunan hurriedly reached out to take the phone and explained in detail yesterday's encounter with General Jiutian Shatong.
On the other side of the phone, the young Taoist priest Hu Ping obviously didn't expect that he was actually the ancestor of Taoism.
Hearing this, he was stunned for a long time, and then he took out the last note left by Daoren Zhou from his arms.
His life experience is clearly written on it:
His common surname is Liao and his real name is Liao Ping. He is from the bloodline of the Taoist great god.
I was just afraid of causing some karma, so I changed my surname to Hu... This was also one of the reasons why I took you in as my teacher.
When the deadline is approaching, my master calculated that this catastrophe in the ancestral court is the time for you to recognize your ancestor and return to the clan.
In the future, if the master is no longer around, you must take good care of yourself and stop being playful and impulsive...
Seeing this, the little Taoist priest Liao Ping couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Hua, Boss Hua, I believe what you said!"
"You must first ask your master for instructions on leaving the ancestral court."
"I will go over after the old man agrees!"
"Also, there are some things we can't talk about on the phone. I'll tell you later!"
Hua Jiu could not understand Liao Ping's feelings of losing his loved one, and comforted him softly.
"Your master has done good deeds and practiced hard all his life, and he has the care of the great god of his sect in the underworld. He will definitely not suffer any loss."
"Please have your condolences."
The two talked for a while before hanging up the phone.
Then, without even eating breakfast, Chen Fu drove Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji back to the small courtyard.
When I got home, I happened to see my deaf mother-in-law coming back.
Now I am standing next to the pine tree, wiping away the remaining snow bit by bit with a handkerchief.
(What Song Lao brought to Liangzhu was just his true soul plus a pine branch. For details, see Chapter 809: The Green Ox.)
Wang Qianyue and Hu Feier stood respectfully behind her, wanting to help the old man "work" but were rejected.
"As long as grandma lives, she has to take care of Song Lao by herself."
"On the day when I am a hundred years old, you can continue to show your filial piety."
Hearing the old man talk about his funeral, Hua Jiunan felt a pang in his heart for no reason.
Then he immediately suppressed his emotions and ran forward with a smile.
"Grandma, I'm back!"
Chen Daji naturally opened his bowed legs and followed closely.
"Grandma, we are back too!"
