Chapter 144: Settling Down (Part 2)

An Xiaopang secretly wiped his tears.

Mo Hua sighed and took An Xiaopang for a walk around the An family. An Xiaopang felt better and suddenly realized something was wrong:

"This is my home. How come you know it better than me?"

The formation of your family is too simple. I can see through it at a glance.

Mo Hua thought to himself, but considering the face of the An family, he didn't say it directly. He just said:

"I am a formation master. I saw it based on the formation."

The formation is arranged according to the pavilions and towers of the An family's mansion. Mo Hua saw through the formation and naturally knew how the An family's mansion was built.

The fake mountains and water, the pavilions and towers, the soil and wood, all fit the formation and there are traces to follow.

An Xiaopang enviously said: "Mo Hua, you are amazing. I wish I were as smart as you."

Mo Hua said: "You don't have to be discouraged. I was born with talent. Think about it, what do you like to do?"

I was born with talent...

An Xiaopang was quite encouraged. He frowned and thought for a long time, and his eyes lit up:

"I like to eat!"

Mo Hua's expression froze.

An Xiaopang scratched his head, "This... is not good."

"It's... okay." Mo Hua said with a guilty conscience.

An Xiaopang scratched his head again.

Mo Hua said: "Don't care what others say, don't care what others think, think carefully, what do you want to do most in your life? Don't ask for great achievements, just be able to have no regrets."

"Oh." An Xiaopang nodded.

The two walked around the garden.

An Xiaopang suddenly remembered something and said, "Mo Hua, my grandfather seems to want you to marry into the family."

Mo Hua was not surprised, but curiously asked, "How did you know?"

"I heard it when my mother was chatting with a group of aunts and uncles. They really like to talk about this. I was not tired for a day ... "Mo Hua watched An Xiaofele in it. It is estimated that his mother talked to others for a day. An Xiaofei also listened to it for a day ... But Mo painting still doubts:" I am in my tens, your grandpa is considered early? " "An Xiaofei lowered his voice again:" I heard that some family members, since the birth of the children, the spiritual roots began, they matched each other with each other. " Children. In order to cultivate more rare and more beautiful spirit roots, they will marry according to the spirit root between the family. "" Is it really useful? " There are countless people with top-grade spiritual roots, and those with lower-grade spiritual roots are considered average. For cultivators in small places like us, those with middle-grade spiritual roots are considered good. This is the result of the aristocratic families studying spiritual root inheritance and using it for marriage. "

Mo Hua frowned. He only knew about spiritual root inheritance, but he didn't expect that there were such deep tricks here.

"Isn't it a matter of mutual consent to marry a Taoist couple? Can those disciples who were forced to marry agree?"

"I can't help it." An Xiaopang sighed, "You eat and drink from the clan, practice the clan's skills, use the clan's spiritual stones and spiritual objects, and you have to rely on the clan's power when you go out. It's impossible not to pay a price."

"Did you come up with this yourself?"

"No, I heard it from my mother." An Xiaopang said honestly.

"What if you don't agree? Can you resist?"

An Xiaopang curled his lips, "You can't twist your thighs with your fingers. What's the point of resisting? The aristocratic families are towering trees, and the family disciples are just leaves on the trees. What's the impact of one more or one less? If you don't resist, you can still practice peacefully and enjoy happiness. If you resist, you will have nothing."

Mo Hua was in a complicated mood.

In a family maintained by blood, family affection is the weakest...

"But there is a way." An Xiaopang said again.

"What is the way?" Mo Hua asked.

An Xiaopang secretly said: "Each of us will play our own games!"

"What do you mean..." Mo Hua didn't understand.

"That's it..." An Xiaopang recalled what his mother said during the chat, "That is, you can match spiritual roots, make Taoist partners, and have offspring according to the family's requirements, but behind the scenes, you can be nice to whoever you want, play however you want, and don't look too bad on the surface..."

Mo Hua was stunned, "It's so messy..."

An Xiaopang nodded, "It's very messy!"

After that, he added: "The bigger the family, the more messy it is!"

On the other side, Grandpa An just casually exchanged a few words with Zhang Lan, chatting about some trivial things.

Zhang Lan and Grandpa An didn't have much to say.

Very boring.

It's better to chat with Mo Hua, even though Mo Hua's words are a bit irritating sometimes.

Zhang Lan said a few words indifferently, and also got up and said goodbye with Situ Fang.

After Mr. An sat in deep thought for a moment, An Yonglu, the head of the An family, came in, sat down next to Mr. An, poured himself a cup of tea, and asked:

"Dad, has the guest left?"

Mr. An nodded.

"Then what are you thinking about sitting here?"

"I won't live long, I'm thinking about my funeral."

An Yonglu choked on the tea he had just taken, "Dad, you can't talk about this kind of thing casually."

Mr. An looked at An Yonglu with a sharp gaze, and said slowly:

"Our An family has been fighting with the Qian family for hundreds of years, and we have always been at a disadvantage. We have almost given up the business of refining weapons and alchemy. Only in the spiritual food business do we still have some advantages."

An Yonglu lowered his head. He was the head of the family. Even if it was not his fault, he had to bear the responsibility.

Old Master An sighed and asked, "Do you know why we are inferior to the Qian family?"

"Not as cruel as them..."

"Qian Hong is a wolf, and his son, including the disciples of the Qian family, are all wolf cubs. And you, and your son... I won't say anything."

An Yonglu buried his head even lower.

Seeing his son's look, Old Master An stopped scolding him and only said, "Do you still want your son to be the head of the family?"

An Yonglu raised his head, looking ashamed, but still insisted, "Dad, although Xiaofu has no ability, he has a good heart and knows the general situation. Being the head of the family may not be a merit, but it is not a fault either."

His son is stupid to begin with. If he, as a father, doesn't consider him, who else can plan for him?

Old Master An closed his eyes and didn't want to talk.

An Yonglu was nervous, but he knew it was not a good topic to talk about, so he changed the topic and said:

"I heard that you want to marry a boy?"

Old Master An opened his eyes and said, "No."

"Why not?" An Yonglu asked in a low voice.

"The An family is not worthy." Old Master An said lightly.

An Yonglu was slightly startled, feeling a little dissatisfied, and whispered in defense:

"Why is the An family not worthy?"

Grandpa An raised his eyebrows, "What can we use to match it?"

An Yonglu was slightly pleased, "Our An family's industry, spiritual stones, and numerous disciples are all among the best in Tongxian City. This mansion is the only one. I don't know how many cultivators in Tongxian City want to live in it..."

"Oh, what's so good about this mansion?"

"The layout is exquisite, the materials are exquisite, and the formation is drawn by a famous formation master in the city at a high price. It can almost be said to be airtight..."

Grandpa An sighed, "That child recognized all the formations here and there along the way."

An Yonglu was stunned, "Ah?"

How did he recognize it?

This is not one of those simple formations that are common on the street. Can it be recognized so easily?

Old Master An glanced at his son calmly and said:

"Your 'airtight' formation is like a sieve in the eyes of others..."

Like a sieve...

These words pierced into An Yonglu's heart like a knife.

An Yonglu opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a long time.