Chapter 3037 Extra - It’s like an old friend coming
Flowers bloom and fall, and spring and autumn come again.
Years are always like this, flowing by inadvertently, quietly and heavily.
Changing everything.
In the blink of an eye, another thousand years have passed.
A thousand years are enough time for many things to happen, which can cause a prosperous dynasty to collapse and a family to wither.
Lower bound.
The Southern Wilderness.
In Qingyun Town at the foot of Fuyun Mountain, a huge funeral is being held.
Big funeral in Huang Mansion!
Just this morning.
Royal ancestor Huang Fusheng and his wife Zhang Shulan were sitting in the courtyard hand in hand, looking in the direction of Fuyun Mountain.
With a calm smile on his face, he passed away suddenly.
The whole Huang family was shocked. All the Huang family children knelt on the ground and cried, feeling that the sky was about to collapse.
Over the past thousands of years, the Huang family has continued to grow in the Southern Wilderness, and there are even descendants of the Huang family in the Eastern Territory, the Western Territory and Beichuan.
All this is thanks to Huang Fusheng and his wife.
Everyone in the Huang family knew that their ancestors had friendship with the gods on Fuyun Mountain. They had eaten elixirs and drank elixirs in their early years, so they could live forever.
The children of the Huang family firmly believe that as long as their ancestors live, the Huang family will always stand firm.
Unexpectedly.
The ancestors and his wife actually died on the same day.
This is undoubtedly huge bad news for the Huang family.
Many Huang family children found it difficult to accept this, and still held out hope that their ancestors were just asleep.
Until one morning passed.
Only then did everyone in the Huang family truly accept the reality.
The ancestor...is really dead.
No matter how sad you are, you still have to do what needs to be done.
The funeral of the ancestors of the Huang family and his wife will naturally be held with great fanfare, and all relatives and friends of the Huang family will come to express their condolences.
Only in this way can the status and momentum of the Huang family be demonstrated.
The magnificent Huang family's mansion had been hung with plain cloth and white sails inside and outside, and paper money was scattered everywhere.
There was also an endless stream of guests coming and going to express their condolences.
The Huang family invited a theatrical troupe that specialized in white-collar work, and it was quite lively singing and dancing in the huge courtyard.
In the mourning hall, a valuable nanmu coffin was placed in the center.
Huang Fusheng and his wife Zhang Shulan were lying in it, with peaceful faces, as if they were just sleeping deeply.
All the elders of the Huang family were dressed in plain clothes and returned gifts to the guests who came to express their condolences.
Most of the guests have a good background.
There are the royal family members and sect members from Dongtu, as well as the royal family and dignitaries from the Dayun Dynasty.
There are eminent Buddhist monks from the Western Region, senior officials from hundreds of schools in the Central Plains, and powerful men from overseas.
On the contrary, there are very few ordinary people who can come to the Huang family to express their condolences.
After all, the Huang family is no longer the Huang family of the past. After thousands of years of accumulation, the Huang family has already become one of the top wealthy families in the four realms. And because it is close to Fuyun Mountain, those who can deal with the Huang family are not ordinary people.
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Common people?
Being able to kowtow outside the Huang Mansion is considered a good thing, and you can also get rewards from the Huang Mansion.
In the mourning hall, near the gate, a child who looked five or six years old was wearing white clothes and a white hat, with white cloth tied around his waist and arms.
He is the youngest child of the Huang family.
In total, he is already Huang Fusheng's grandson.
That family tree is ridiculously thick.
The child's name is Huang Linwang, because the children of the Huang family were named after the Five Elements many years ago.
This child happened to be in line at Muxing, so he was given such a name.
Huang Linwang was ignorant. At a young age, he still didn't understand the meaning of life and death, let alone why his ancestors and grandma were sleeping in that big log.
Is it comfortable to sleep there?
What are these people doing?
Why should I wear white clothes and pants?
Huang Linwang felt a little sleepy. He wanted to find a place to take a nap, but his mother kept pulling him and wouldn't let him leave.
You also have to keep kowtowing to those who come in.
"Mom, I'm sleepy."
Huang Linwang rubbed his eyes and said weakly.
The woman wearing sackcloth and mourning beside her didn't hear it.
Huang Linwang was also helpless and looked outside the mourning hall casually.
With this casual glance, Huang Linwang saw what seemed to be a figure standing in the corner of the yard outside.
A man in white looks exactly like the painting hanging in the ancestor's room.
Just the clothes they wear are different.
Huang Linwang was startled and rubbed his eyes.
Now I can see it more clearly.
A man in white clothes and a big yellow-haired dog squatting beside him.
"Big dog!"
Huang Linwang's sleepiness suddenly disappeared and he shouted with some joy.
"Mom, there's a big dog outside."
The woman on the side looked down at her son and looked outside in confusion.
"Where is the big dog?"
"Right there, right there."
Huang Linwang pointed to a corner not far away, but unfortunately no one could see the big dog he mentioned.
The man in white smiled at Huang Linwang, then patted the head of the big yellow dog next to him, turned around and disappeared.
Huang Linwang didn't know if he was dazzled. He was so sleepy that he fell asleep next to his mother after a while.
In his sleep, Huang Linwang saw many people and many things.
But to him at a young age, these people and these things were very strange and were not his memory at all.
...
Another five hundred years have passed.
In the past five hundred years, the Huang family has undergone unprecedented changes.
First of all, in order to compete for the position of the head of the family, the descendants of the Huang family fought with each other and even divided into several factions.
Everyone wants to get the position of the head of the family.
Later, a demon appeared in one branch of the Huang family who everyone wanted to beat up. He committed many evil deeds, but the Huang family protected him.
The reputation of the Huang family was greatly damaged and they became the object of contempt by everyone.
This is often the case. Even a dynasty that lasts for thousands of years may collapse in an instant.
By the time a sore is discovered, the patient may already be terminally ill.
The same is true for the Huang family, which has been glorious for so many years.
The Huang family continues to decline. Even if some people want to turn the tide and revive the family, they can't make any waves.
It even exacerbated the Huang family's decline because of a fool's errand.
It was at this time.
An old man from the Huang family walked tremblingly towards Fuyun Mountain on crutches and carrying a roast duck wrapped in oil paper.
He is not the head of the Huang family, not even a high-ranking person.
He is just an ordinary member of the Huang family who has practiced some martial arts and lived to such an age.
In today's Huang family, many people no longer remember the voices and smiles of the ancestors of the Huang family, but this old man remembers them very clearly.
As early as when he was young, his ancestors once told him.
If one day the Huang family falls into trouble, you can take a duck to Fuyun Mountain and seek help from the Fuyun Mountain Immortal.
According to our ancestors, he would remember it for five hundred years.
Fuyun Mountain is a fairy mountain, and many people can only look at it from a distance but dare not approach it.
The same is true for the Huang family.
Since the death of the ancestor, the relationship between the Huang family and Fuyun Mountain seems to have been severed.
No one has ever been to Fuyun Mountain again.
This old man on a crutch came to Fuyun Mountain to try his luck with some trepidation.
After entering the mountain, the old man's pace seemed to be faster.
Following the mountain path that has gone through countless years and passed by countless powerful heroes, the old man reached the middle of the mountain with a cane.
Roar~
A deep roar came from the mountain forest, frightening the old man on crutches to the point where he almost fell to the ground.
Looking in the direction of the roar, a big black dog as strong as a calf slowly walked out of the forest. Its eyes were steady and fierce, like a peerless ferocious beast staring at the old man on crutches.
The old man on a crutch looked dull.
He looked at the big black head and saw a girl in green sitting on its back. She was barefoot and playing with a green bamboo stick in her hand. She had pigtails and her round face revealed her cuteness and frankness.
It was obvious that the big black dog was a monster, but he was willing to be ridden by the girl in green. Moreover, even when the girl in blue hit the dog's head with a bamboo stick, the big black dog did not feel dissatisfied at all. Instead, it wagged its tail affectionately.
"Who are you?"
The girl in green also saw the old man on crutches not far away and asked in a clear and sweet voice.
The old man on crutches did not respond and seemed to be frightened and froze in place.
"Dahei, you look so scary, you scared this old man."
The girl in green pouted and patted the big black dog on the head with her small hands.
Dahei shook his head and walked towards the old man on crutches with the girl in green on his back.
"Old man Huang Linwang is a member of the Huang family who came down from the mountain to seek an audience with the immortal!"
The old man on crutches finally came to his senses and quickly knelt on the ground and spoke.
He is Huang Linwang.
He was also the child who dozed off at Huang Fusheng's funeral five hundred years ago.
Now he is an old man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.
"Asking to see the immortal? Are you talking about my father?"
The girl in green thought for a moment and asked with a smile.
"Your dad?"
Huang Linwang stared blankly at the girl in green.
"I don't know who you respect your father?"
"My father's name is Ye Qingyun. This mountain belongs to him, but he is not in the mountain. I don't know where he took Da Mao and my mother to play."
"You won't even take me with you! Humph!"
The girl in green clothes said angrily.
Huang Linwang was stunned.
The daughter of Ye Qingyun, the Lord of Fuyun Mountain?
"What's the matter with you? You can tell me."
"I wonder what I call the little fairy?"
"My name is Ye Xiaoyue. My father used to call my mother Xiaoyueyue, but now he calls me Xiaoyueyue."
