Along the way, all he saw were familiar scenery, but Ding Sheng discovered that this place did not seem to be the current Yuanwu Continent, but seemed to be earlier, because some houses and pavilions Ding Sheng had never seen before, and these buildings were
Ding Sheng heard about it when he was a child.
Seeing this, Ding Sheng's heart couldn't help but become hot. Even though he knew this was a trap, Ding Sheng still couldn't suppress the heat in his heart. If time could be turned back, would it mean that his mother could live in front of him again?
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With this eager expectation, Ding Sheng speeded up and hurried back to Chicheng.
When it was completely dark, Akagi appeared in front of him. The brightly lit world was so real. Ding Sheng couldn't help but rub his eyes and looked at Akagi in front of him carefully. The thick city gate remained the same even at night.
The caravans coming in and out, as well as the towering towers of the Tianjimen store, are all so real and incredible.
Ding Sheng walked into Chicheng with some hesitation and looked around along the street. As expected, the stinky tofu shop at West Street Entrance is still there. It was a shop opened by Lao Wang more than 20 years ago. It did not exist after Ding Sheng was born.
It was closed down and transferred soon, but now the shop is still there, what does that mean? Ding Sheng was extremely excited, does this mean that his mother is still there?
Thinking of this, Ding Sheng ran towards Ding's Mansion, attracting the attention of passers-by along the way. Where did this man come from? He was so fast. But Ding Sheng had already forgotten everything at this moment and was only worried.
Run home and take another good look at your mother.
The more impatient he was, the slower the time passed. Ding Sheng even felt as if he had been running for hundreds of years, and finally ran to the door of Ding's house.
This is indeed the Ding Mansion twenty-four years ago, which means that Ding Sheng was not born yet, his mother is still there, and it was less than two years after she married into the Ding Mansion.
Ding Sheng came to the door, but was stopped by Uncle Cai, who was guarding the door at the time: "Brother, who are you and why are you visiting late at night?" Looking at the young Uncle Cai, Ding Sheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then his mind moved slightly.
, then said: "Is this the Ding Mansion? I have something to do with the head of the house."
"Are you looking for the head of the family? Do you have any recommenders or letters?" Uncle Cai was still as meticulous as ever, looking at Ding Sheng in front of him and said.
Ding Sheng did not expect that he would be blocked outside when he entered his house. It was just twenty-four years ago that no one knew him. He was not born at that time. Therefore, Ding Sheng could only say: "I'm coming from the west."
, I have a batch of goods that I want to discuss with Brother Ding, I wonder if it is convenient for this little brother to inform me."
The Ding family is engaged in business. Uncle Cai couldn't help but be slightly startled when talking about business. However, he still looked at Ding Sheng in a strange way and couldn't help but ask: "I don't know what my brothers do for a living. What kind of goods do I want the owner of the house to do in person?"
Who asked?"
Generally speaking, Ding Hongtian doesn't accept trivial matters, otherwise he will be exhausted. Ding Sheng also understood, so he said: "This time I brought nearly a thousand Huo Luo superior scimitars. I don't know if this is enough for Brother Ding."
How about talking to me in person?"
Once upon a time, Ding Sheng bought a batch of scimitars when he was in Xijue. At that time, he chose those scimitars out of curiosity and for the sake of the Ding family members, intending to go back and give them to his clan members. Unfortunately, he was always busy traveling around.
If Uncle Cai hadn't mentioned it at this moment, I'm afraid Ding Sheng himself would have forgotten it.
Upon hearing Ding Sheng's words, Uncle Cai's expression immediately changed. This scimitar was a relatively small weapon, let alone a superior scimitar, and it fired a thousand swords in one go. This was a big deal.
, so Uncle Cai immediately nodded and politely asked Ding Sheng to wait in the hall while he went to report.
Ding Sheng walked to the living room. Everything here had hardly changed, which made him sigh for a moment. The changes in time and space were so ingenious that even if it was a trap by the maker of the God of War Mausoleum, Ding Sheng was still amazed by it.
Endless.
This person's cultivation is absolutely unfathomable, beyond what Ding Sheng can even imagine, and until now Ding Sheng is not sure whether this person has had a direct confrontation with him. Or even this person does not have one at all, everything is
It was originally planned, but then because Ding Sheng entered the Martial God Mausoleum, the calculated procedures were started one by one.
How could such a level of cultivation be matched by human power? However, Ding Sheng had no choice. He had to crack the Martial God Mausoleum, otherwise he might be trapped in this created mirror image of the Yuanwu Continent for the rest of his life.
Just as Ding Sheng was thinking about it, there was a familiar sound of footsteps outside the door. Ding Sheng could tell without turning around that it was his father. Sure enough, when Ding Sheng turned around, he saw his father in his youth.
Today, twenty-four years later, Ding Hongtian is undoubtedly much younger and equally high-spirited, obviously because he has just married his mother and is in a very good mood.
Seeing Ding Sheng looking at him, Ding Hongtian couldn't help but be slightly startled. Then he casually looked at his clothes, but found nothing strange. Then he walked forward with a smile, cupped his fists and said, "Doesn't this brother know his surname?"
Ding Sheng was a little embarrassed. After all, no matter how young Ding Hongtian was, he was still his father. At this moment, his father called him brother, which was a bit awkward. But Ding Sheng had no other choice, because in this Yuanwu Continent, Ding Sheng was undoubtedly the most unfamiliar person.
A person, especially for the Ding family.
Ding Sheng, he is the strangest relative in the Ding family.
Therefore, Ding Sheng also said politely: "My surname is Qin, and I am famous."
Qin is his mother's surname, so Ding Sheng temporarily took this name. Ding Hongtian waved his hand politely again and said: "It turns out to be brother Qin, please."
After saying that, Ding Hongtian and Ding Sheng sat down. After calling his servants to serve tea and greeting Ding Sheng, Ding Hongtian smiled and said: "I heard from the servants in Shefu that Brother Qin brought thousands of high-quality scimitars this time.
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"Yes." Ding Sheng didn't say much. He just sat quietly, thinking about how to find an excuse to stay. This way he could see his mother, even just once.
Seeing Ding Sheng's serious talk, Ding Hongtian smiled and said: "Brother Qin doesn't seem to be a business person, right?..."
It has to be said that even when Ding Hongtian was young, he was still so shrewd. He could tell at a glance that Ding Sheng was not a businessman at all. But Ding Sheng had the goods in hand and was not worried about these problems. Therefore, Ding Sheng flipped through it and took it out.
He handed a piece of deed paper that had been kept in the bag for who knows how long and handed it to Ding Hongtian.
"This is a contract for a thousand scimitars. Brother Ding has seen it." Ding Sheng kept the story short and tried his best to see his mother as soon as possible. Of course, Ding Sheng was also glad that he had put this contract in his bag, otherwise his expression would
I can't figure out how to get the object from the jade slip? I'm afraid I'll have to go through a lot of trouble and think of ways to see Ding Hongtian.
Ding Hongtian took the contract, which was indeed a universal weapon trading contract. He nodded, but was a little confused about the vague handwriting in the corner, and asked: "Brother Qin, there is nothing wrong with this weapon contract, but the time seems to have changed."
Not very clear..."
Hearing this, Ding Sheng was also shocked. He took the contract and took a quick look, and sure enough he found that the handwriting on the signature was very blurry. It was now in the Xiaoqian world, and it was Xiaoqian made by the maker of the Martial God Tomb.
In this world, this contract comes from the original Yuanwu Continent. The handwriting is as blurry as a miracle and has obviously been distorted by time and space.