The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 3
Come on, Gou Sheng, get on the horse.

When the grandfather said this, Song Youwei and the old man with the goatee were stunned for a moment, wondering what kind of medicine the grandfather was selling in the gourd.

And that sick beauty, Song Ya'er, couldn't help but burst out laughing, looking at my grandfather like a fool.

Maybe in her eyes, both of us, grandpa and grandson, are crazy and foolish people.

But it's no wonder she thinks so, even I thought Grandpa was frightened crazy, and at this critical moment, he even pointed at a stone to let me mount the horse.

But out of trust in my grandfather, I rushed over like a fool.

Those bodyguards may not have reacted, or they may have thought that we were doomed, so they didn't stop me, as if they wanted to watch a show of embarrassment.

After coming to Grandpa, I stepped on the 'horse' and stood on the stone bench.

Naturally, no miracles happened, and no visions descended.

But this is the first time I have seen the stone bench that delivered me, and I can't be afraid at this time, and I miss my mother more in my heart, after all, my mother died here.

At this time, Song Youwei became a little impatient, and said directly to his grandfather: "Old man Zhao, don't play tricks. I, Song Youwei, have given your family enough face today. How has your Zhao family ever been so prosperous? If you insist on blocking it, don't let it go." Blame my fists and feet for being blind!"

The old man with the goatee also cooperated and said: "Old man Zhao, I didn't expect that someone in this remote mountain village could recognize my mortal company. I really missed my sight. You have skills, don't lose your life because of small things." here."

After a pause, he continued: "That's right, there is indeed an excuse for this formation, but I also have means to keep your grandson alive. You let us take him away, and I will try my best to keep him alive. Maybe we can meet again.”

Courtesy first, soldiers later, coercion and temptation, the two cooperated perfectly.

If you were a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, you would definitely be shaken, but grandpa refused straight away: "With my grandson's life, is this little girl from your Song family worthy?"

Song Ya'er's already pale and pretty face was suddenly as cold as ice, as if no one dared to look down on her since she was a child.

A sense of murder filled the audience, but Grandpa remained calm, pointed to the stone bench under my feet, and said to the goatee old man again: "You really don't know this horse-mounting stone? Look carefully, my grandson was born on it. Yes, do you really think your Song family can afford to borrow his life?"

Song Youwei became impatient, interrupted his grandfather directly, waved his hand, and said: "What are you getting on the horse, and getting off the horse, don't waste your time with this old guy. Do it! The old will die, and the young will live."

Song Youwei had just finished speaking, but the old man with the goatee seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute!"

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the Mounting Stone under my feet again, and I couldn't help but look down.

At first glance, this horse stone looks simple and simple, but if you look closely, you will find that there are dragon patterns on it. It is actually a Nine Dragons wrapping stone, and the stone body is covered with strange runes.

The old man with the goatee looked at Shang Mashi with playful eyes, then surprise, and finally a look of horror.

Suddenly, he exclaimed loudly: "The Mounting Stone... This, this is the legendary Heaven... The Son of Heaven's Mounting Stone?"

The son of heaven mounts the stone on the horse, and the word "son of heaven" is like thunder piercing the ears, deafening.

Although I don't know what kind of treasure the Emperor's Mounting Stone is, judging from the reaction of the goatee old man, it is absolutely extraordinary and must have its special purpose.

All of a sudden, my whole body was full of energy.

Why is the emperor?That's the body of a real dragon, I'm stepping on the king's spirit right now, why should I be afraid?

"Uncle Li, what's the matter? It's just a rock, don't be afraid, do it." Song Youwei said directly to the old man with goatee, ignorant of the emperor's mounting stone.

But the old man with the goatee said in an orderly tone, "Return."

This old man was obviously of great status. Although Song Youwei was extremely reluctant, the group left immediately.

After they left, I immediately said excitedly to my grandpa: "Grandpa, you are so powerful, I never thought that you could scare them away with a single stone. What kind of treasure is the emperor's horse stone?"

But Grandpa didn't look like the rest of his life, he just looked up to the northwest, and said quietly: "What should come will come after all, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon."

After finishing speaking, he motioned me to follow him, and soon I followed Grandpa into his house. He lifted a piece of floor under the bed, unexpectedly there was a basement underneath.

Going down the stairs to the basement, I was stunned, there was a hole in the bottom.

What came into view was an altar, which was actually a cemetery, and the tablet said 'Tomb of Zhao Dengtang'.

I was stunned, who is Zhao Dengtang, could it be the ancestor of my Zhao family?
But my grandfather's next words made me dumbfounded. He said to me: "Gousheng, from today onwards, you are not only Zhao Gousheng, but also Zhao Dengtang, Zhao Dengtang who has ascended to the top of Taoism."

I opened my mouth wide and my hairs stood on end. Did I die long ago?

(End of this chapter)