Chapter 94 Worship

Under the dim light, a young man walked in. He was Huan Yin.

The dust that was so thick that it was almost choking hit his face, making Huan Yin frown involuntarily. Huan Yin walked to the center of the many tablets in the ancestral hall, knelt down and worshiped three times, then got up and started cleaning the place.

No one has been here for an unknown amount of time. Not only is everything covered in dust, but there are also spider webs everywhere, making it difficult to walk. Fortunately, Huan Yin now has some cultivation. To clean this place, he only needs to use the strong wind technique a little. With his precise control of this technique, he can completely blow out the dust and cobwebs without touching other objects. Every cent.

After about a moment, a thick layer of gray piled up under the steps outside the ancestral hall, which was a mixture of cobwebs and dust inside the ancestral hall. At this moment, the ancestral hall was much cleaner, and the ever-burning lamps were rejuvenated with new wicks and oil, illuminating the ancestral hall brightly.

"Ancestors, father, please forgive Yin'er for offending." After Huan Yin finished what he just did, he bowed to the many spiritual tablets again, and then began to wipe the spiritual tablets and the table where the spiritual tablets were placed one by one.

Huan Yin wiped it very carefully, because he didn't know when he would come back next time, and he didn't know whether these spiritual tablets, which represented the history and foundation of the Huan family, could be preserved if the Huan family fell into despair.

The names of the ancestors passed in front of Huan Yin one by one: Huan Xiao, Huan Yiyu, Huan Gujun...

These people are the ancestors of the Huan family, and they are also the heroes who laid the foundation for the Huan family. Without them, the glory of the Huan family would not have been possible.

Huan Yin could not change the fate of his family's decline and could no longer bring their legacy to glory. Therefore, he could only silently do some small things for them here, at least let them know that their bloodline has been passed down to this day.

Finally, Huan Yin wiped all the spiritual tablets on the table clean, returned respectfully, placed the lotus and willow cakes he bought in front of his father's memorial tablet, then retreated behind the futon facing his father's memorial tablet, and gently arrived: "Father, Yin'er is back..."

Huan Yin knelt down, tears falling from his eyes: "Father, Yin'er has embarked on the path of immortality. Yin'er has really reached this point through his own efforts."

"My master's name is Duan Yun. He is very good to me. He didn't mind my poor qualifications and adopted me. He taught me how to cultivate immortality and how to make swords. Yin'er is already very powerful now. This time Yin'er comes back to see you. , just flew back.”

"Father, no one dares to bully Yin'er now. When Yin'er grows up, he can protect himself and those around him."

"Father, the family is lonely. Yin'er cannot contribute any strength to the family, and I feel ashamed. However, since Yin'er has chosen the path of immortality, he must move forward courageously. Please don't blame me, father."

"Father, I miss you..."

There was a gentle wind blowing in from the outside, swirling around in the ancestral hall, gently wrapping around Huan Yin, as if Duke Huan was caressing him. The lights on the wall kept swaying with the wind, as if Duke Huan was responding to Huan Yin's whisper. Tears fell uncontrollably from Huan Yin's eyes. This young man, who was famous for his perseverance in the newcomers' martial arts competition, was in tears in front of his father's soul.

Huan Yin knelt down for a whole night. Sometimes he was silent, sometimes whispered, sometimes wept, sometimes chuckled. He had endless things to say about his father.

Early the next morning, a servant of the Huan family was cleaning the backyard and accidentally came near the small courtyard where the ancestral temple is located. The Ancestral Hall had been abandoned for many years by Huan Mansion, and he couldn't help but be a little curious. So, he leaned towards the small courtyard of the ancestral hall.

The courtyard of the ancestral hall was filled with thick dust because no one had cleaned it. Although this servant had never stepped into the courtyard before, he had seen it outside many times, so he still knew what it looked like.

However, when the servant walked to the door of the small courtyard, he found that starting from where he was standing, a new pair of shoe prints appeared on the thick dust. The shoe prints extended from the door of the courtyard to the ancestral hall. door. Moreover, under the steps outside the ancestral hall, there was a pile of gray dust, which had never happened before.

"Could it be that the head of the family finally came to pay homage to the ancestors and pray to protect the Huan family?" The servant was puzzled, but then a trace of ridicule emerged in his heart: "The Huan family has such a Master, even if God comes, he won’t be able to protect you.”

The servant gently leaned toward the ancestral hall. He wanted to see which family head was worshiping here. If the owner of the house accidentally discovers it, he will say that he saw that the place has not been cleaned for a long time and wants to come in and clean it up, so he will not be blamed.

With this thought in mind, the servant slowly moved to the door of the ancestral hall. Then, he held his breath and quietly poked his head into the door.

The ancestral hall of the Huan family has been abandoned for many years, and even the small courtyard outside is in a mess. Naturally, the ancestral hall must be in a state of dilapidation. However, the scene that greeted the servant's eyes at this moment was that under the bright lights, the spiritual tablets of the Huan family ancestors were arranged one by one. Each spiritual tablet was clean and even reflected some brilliance in the light.

Looking further down, a young man was kneeling on the ground, looking at the tablets in the ancestral hall, motionless. The servant looked at the young man's figure and kept searching in his mind for someone from the Huan family who could correspond to him. However, after thinking for a long time, he had no clue. It's no wonder that this servant has only been a member of the Huan family for more than half a year. Huan Yin had been away for more than two years before he came. How could he recognize Huan Yin?

While the servant was thinking, the kneeling boy suddenly looked towards him. The servant saw a familiar face in a strange way. The strangeness was because he was sure that he had never seen this boy before, and the familiarity was because this boy was somewhat similar to the portraits of the master and the previous generation of the master.

"Young Master, who are you?" The servant knew that he was discovered, so he simply stood in front of Huan Yin. He was eager to know who the young master in front of him was. He always felt that he seemed to have grasped something incredible.

When the servant asked this, the young master opposite, who had originally had a somewhat blurred look, slowly recovered his spirit, focused on him, and met his eyes.

Those were a pair of deep eyes. Looking at these eyes was like seeing the stars in the sky in the night, unconsciously wanting to embrace them, wanting to fall deeply into them. A strong sense of sleepiness came from nowhere and invaded the servant before he was prepared.

Huan Yin turned his head and kowtowed three times again to the spirit tablets of his father and ancestors. He stood up and walked around the servants sleeping on the ground and went out...

Huan Yin was too involved in worshipping in front of his father's spirit before, and he unconsciously dispersed his cultivation, revealing his figure and being seen by the servants. Now, he hid his figure again and walked towards Huan Jiujiu's room.

"It's early morning now. Sister Jiujiu would never get up so early in the past, so I will definitely meet her today. If she goes out again, I will wait for her in her room until she comes back." Huan Yin thought so.

With this idea in mind, Huan Yin quickly came to Huan Jiujiu's room and soon found that Huan Jiujiu was not in the room. Moreover, not only that, he also found that the things and furnishings in Huan Jiujiu's room were exactly the same as what he saw yesterday, which meant that his sister had never come back yesterday.

Huan Yin had a bad premonition in his heart, but he couldn't grasp any clues. Huan Yin didn't want to show up and ask the people at home unless it was absolutely necessary, although they must know where Sister Jiujiu went.

Huan Yin finally decided to hide here and wait quietly. If her sister was just out temporarily, she wouldn't be absent for three days, and she would definitely wait for her. If she didn't come back for other reasons, she would show up and ask after three days. Although she was no longer willing to contact her family, Sister Jiujiu was more important than anything else.

In this way, Huan Yin began to sit in the house and meditate silently. When Huan Yin practiced in the sect, he meditated most of the time, because only in this way could he calm down and absorb spiritual energy into his body. So, at this moment, he sat cross-legged here, without feeling any discomfort, just quietly waiting for time to pass.

Two days passed quickly, and Huan Yin was always motionless in Huan Jiujiu's house, and Huan Jiujiu never came back.

In the past two days, a big thing happened in the Huan family. When the servant Yuan Shun wanted to clean the ancestral temple, he found a young man worshipping there, and the ancestral temple was also cleaned up.

This matter is quite strange, because the ancestral temple has been abandoned for a long time, and it is a huge project to clean it up. How could it be clean without any noise? Moreover, according to Yuan Shun, the young man looks a bit like the previous owner and the current owner of the family, and it can be seen at a glance that he is from the Huan family. In addition, Yuan Shun fainted after being looked at by the young man, which is incredible.

Originally, this matter was only spread among the servants of the Huan family, but the matter was too strange, and it soon reached the ears of Huan Yu, the owner of the Huan family. When Huan Yu heard about this, he was enjoying himself, but he was shocked after hearing it, and he stopped enjoying himself immediately and called Yuan Shun to ask questions.

Yuan Shun told Huanyu everything he saw, especially about the appearance of the boy. Huanyu asked Yuan Shun to describe it three times. After that, Huanyu took a group of servants to the ancestral temple to check, and found that it was indeed cleaned up as Yuan Shun said.

After doing this, Huanyu gave an urgent order and asked the servants of the Huan family to search the entire Huan Mansion, turning the Huan family inside and out, as if they wanted to find the boy. But no matter how they searched, they could not find any trace of the boy.

Three updates tomorrow!