Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

This night is destined to be sleepless.

Just when Du Hao was helping Ye Shishi use spiritual energy to hang all the blood cells in his body, so that Ye Shishi could live as long as possible and let himself think of more solutions, another direction in the capital also Stable.

Dong family, family meeting room.

This is a place where only the core members of the Dong family can enter. Even though Dong Genji is the genius of the Dong family, he cannot be treated as a core member before he has fully grown up.

However, today is a special case. If it were not for his grandfather's summons, I am afraid that it would take at least about five years for Dong Genji to enter here.

Looking at the old man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Dong Genji felt full of respect.

Because it was this old man who gave him everything and allowed him to achieve his current status!

"Grandpa." Dong Genji bowed deeply to the old man and called him respectfully.

Hearing this, the old man turned back and glanced at Dong Genji. His eyes were extremely clear, not at all the turbidity that an old man should have.

He tapped the long table in front of him with his chin and said, "Foundation, sit down."

"Yes." Although Dong Genji sat down, he did not dare to make any lazy movements and tried his best to show his best side to his grandfather.

Seeing Dong Genji like this, Dong Wujiang nodded.

It has to be said that Dong Genji is the genius of the Dong family and the hope of the younger generation of the Dong family. Seeing Dong Genji grow up like this, Dong Wujiang is quite satisfied.

"Tell me what you brought back this afternoon in detail from beginning to end. Don't miss any detail." Dong Wujiang put his hands behind his back and slowly came to the top seat.

"Okay grandpa." Dong Genji did not dare to disobey and quickly recounted everything that happened today from meeting Yang, Qi, and the Teng family until the four of them were kicked out of the Ye Mansion by Mr. Ye.

Only when talking about the relationship between Du Hao and Ye Shishi, Dong Genji paused for a moment, and the anger in his eyes was extremely obvious.

Facing his grandson's anger, Dong Wujiang didn't care at all. After listening, he said slowly: "Lao Ye, this guy is still as stubborn as ever."

"But, does he really think that he will be able to come out after two years?"

Dong Genji was confused: "Grandpa, I don't understand at all."

"It's okay if you don't understand." Dong Wujiang waved his hand: "These things are the grievances between our older generations. If you haven't understood it, you naturally won't understand."

"But it doesn't hurt to tell you now. Anyway, in two years' time, you juniors will also be involved in this matter."

Hearing what his grandfather said, Dong Genji became even more confused.

It's obviously a grudge between the older generation, why are they also involved?

And he heard clearly that his grandfather said "get involved", not "participate"!

It can be seen that even my grandfather, the head of the Dong family, cannot make the decision in this matter!

After thinking about it, Dong Genji concluded: "As long as there is something Genji can do, Genji will definitely not refuse!"

Dong Wujiang nodded, lighted a cigar, took a puff, and said to Dong Genji: "Genji, go and get the photo album from the third row of the second bookcase in my study."

"Photo album?" Dong Genji was stunned for a moment and nodded.

When he took the very old-looking photo album and placed it in front of the animal, Dong Wujiang's old, wrinkled hands gently clung to it.

There was a look of reminiscence on his face, and he sighed: "Eighteen years have passed so quickly..."

As he spoke, he slowly opened the photo album to reveal its contents.

There are many photos in the album, most of them are in black and white, and only a small part are in color.

There are very few portraits. They are basically ancient buildings and the like, which look antique.

When Dong Wujiang turned the photo to a page, he suddenly stopped.

With his fingers trembling a bit, he clicked on the black and white photo above and said, "Foundation.

Come and take a look, what do you think of this word? "

Dong Genji looked in the direction of his grandfather's finger and saw a big word "Zhao" written on the black and white photo.

Vigorous and powerful, coiled and crouching dragon, even with his level of cultivation, the moment he saw this word, he vaguely felt the sound of a giant dragon roaring in his ears!

One word to calm your mind!

This is no longer the category of ordinary calligraphy, but has reached a supreme artistic conception, so that the feelings of those who read calligraphy will be different as their status and cultivation level increase.

But there is no doubt that the person who can write this word is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Good words!" Even the arrogant Dong Genji couldn't help but subconsciously sigh.

"Grandpa, did you write this word?" Dong Genji asked.

Dong Wujiang shook his head, took a puff of cigar and said slowly: "The owner of this word is not me, but another expert..."

"You have also studied family history materials, and you should have seen a sentence."

"One dragon, two tigers and three golden crows, a Buddha on the left and a demon on the right."

He looked a little confused: "Do you know who this is talking about?"

Dong Genji frowned.

He had indeed seen this sentence in family history materials, but it came out of the blue and had no connection with the context. It was as if it appeared out of thin air, leaving him uncertain.

"Could it be related to Mr. Ye?"

Dong Wujiang nodded and closed the photo album:

"Okay, I'll just mention some things for you here. There are still two years left. Just work hard in these two years. For the rest, grandpa will make his own arrangements when the time comes."

With that said, he hugged the photo album, stood up and left.

Just when he walked to the door of the conference room, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned to Dong Genji and said: "By the way, what is that Mr. Du?"

Mentioning Du Hao, Dong Genji was so angry that his teeth itched.

Thinking of being humiliated by Du Hao and a dog today, Dong Genji wanted to hit him to death.

"I have read the information, but this person's information has been blocked a lot. I only know that he is the co-master of Jiangnan, and he is a relatively powerful genius in cultivation."

"The Japanese kendo master Murai Hirano once fought with him and successfully broke through to the divine realm."

Dong Wujiang frowned: "Treason?"

Dong Genji shook his head: "I don't know, but seeing as his information is so confidential, he shouldn't be traitorous."

After thinking about it, Dong Wujiang said to him: "Go down and contact the Holy Envoy Xiangliu, and tell him that I would like to treat him to a meal the day after tomorrow."

"Holy Envoy Xiangliu?" Dong Genji was stunned for a moment: "Grandpa, why don't we find Holy Envoy Suzaku or Holy Envoy Taotie? As expected, Holy Envoy Xiangliu should be far away in southern Xinjiang now. If he wants to come back, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time. Have some energy."

"So, you also help me prepare a ticket to southern Xinjiang tomorrow."

A smile appeared on Dong Wujiang's face: "I still have to eat this meal."

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