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Chapter 1677 Take the light and return to life

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    Zhang Yu took the stone box over, and saw that the surface of the object was smooth and clean, and it looked like a whole without any gaps, but there were engraved symbols on it that were difficult for ordinary people to see.

    This is a special kind of self-created text, which he recognized at a glance, and this thing is indeed left by his adoptive father.

    The old man surnamed Wu said: "Mr. Zou told me that this is a box, but this thing is a jade block, and I don't know how to open it."

    Zhang Yu nodded, it was very easy for him to open this thing, he stretched out his hand and stroked it a few times, and the top of the jade box glowed with a clear light, as if responding to him.

    Seeing this scene, the old man surnamed Wu felt relieved, and said: "Today, the property is finally returned to its original owner."

    Zhang Yu waited until the light on it gradually faded, and his consciousness was no longer isolated, so he went inside and saw the things inside immediately, and he didn't feel a slight movement in his heart.

    The old man surnamed Wu handed over his belongings, and finally let go of a worry, he said: "The little old man was funded by Mr. Zou back then. Since Mr. Zhang is his descendant, he came to visit today, and he must not just leave like this.  Stay with the little old man for a few days. Otherwise, the little old man will not be able to make it through."

    Zhang Yu nodded and agreed, no matter where he was, it would not hinder him from reading those books.

    And this is a piece of jade. This person has been unhappy for some time in the past, but even so, he did not sell this object, and kept it safe for so many years. He should give this favor to,

    The old man surnamed Wu was very happy when he heard that he had come down. He immediately called a few children outside and asked them to find his grandson who was an official in the city, and asked them to invite the neighbors around to prepare  There was a table of banquets, and when the children heard the news, they immediately ran out cheering.

    Not long after, Wu Zhenning, who was the grandson of the official at the port, also rushed back, and thanked Zhang Yu and the three of them one after another, saying that his grandfather's long-standing wish had finally been fulfilled.

    This time, the Wu family was invited to put it on the open platform of the house, but the four sides and the top are glazed roofs that can be opened and closed, which can not only block the sea breeze, but also allow a view of the outside.

    Here is Baiqi Mountain. Sitting here, you can just see the cloud-like white gas on the opposite mountain, transpiring and floating.  On the other side, you can overlook the Mingzhou City next to Yanzhu Bay.

    On the table, there is a complete set of fish, meat, chicken and duck, as well as piles of fatty beef, roast lamb, various sea fish and crabs, and fresh fruits and vegetables. The dishes on a round table are piled up high, almost gone.  void.

    Yan Yuming looked at a table full of dishes, and his appetite suddenly increased. Although he is a monk, he will not abandon all kinds of senses as a human being, and occasionally he will indulge his appetite. He said: "Watching the old man's family  The current situation seems to be pretty good?"

    The old man surnamed Wu laughed, and said: "Since Zhang Xuanshou opened up the connection with Tianxia's homeland, the time in Dongting is much better than before. Before" He shook his head and said: "It can't be compared,  Can't compare."

    The old woman also said: "How can it be compared?"

    Yan Yuming became interested and said, "Oh? Elder Wu still remembers Zhang Xuanshou?"

    "Of course I remember!"

    The old man surnamed Wu also came to the spirit when he talked about this, and said: "If Zhang Xuanshou hadn't killed those traitors and Ability Gods back then, and heard that Ruiguang City was taken away by Ability Gods, then our people in Chaoming City could still ask for it.  Good job?"

    At this time, he picked up the cup and took a sip of water, and said: "Speaking of which, when Henry Zhang was sent away, the little old man also went, but he was far away, and he didn't see his face, which is a pity."

    The little grandson Wu Zhenning said with a smile: "Grandpa will whisper a few words about this every year."

    The old man surnamed Wu was unconvinced: "What's wrong with muttering? Without Henry Zhang, there would be no your master and your father. Where did you come from?"

    Wu Chengping didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he could only coax him: "Yes, yes, Grandpa, you are right."

    The old man surnamed Wu seemed to think of something at this time, and said: "Speaking of which, I had an uncle who was also in the Xuanfu in the early years, but after my family came to the East Court, I never contacted him again, and I don't know how it is now."

    Wu Zhenning thought about it, and said: "Grandpa, Mr. Zhang, aren't you two from Xuanfu, can you ask?"

    The old man surnamed Wu was a little hesitant, and troubled others to go against his wishes.

    Zhang Yudao: "This is not a difficult task. If it is a monk, it is not difficult to inquire. What is the name of this uncle Wu?"

    The old man surnamed Wu sighed: "I still remember it very clearly in the early years. I don't know why, but I just can't remember it recently. Maybe it's old age."

    Yan Yuming said: "Mr. Wu, this guy never came to look for you later.dry up.

    Because the youngest brother overslept and saw the sun was about to rise, he grabbed a handful of dirt at the door and kneaded them into human beings in a hurry. They are fragile and have a short lifespan, but they are quick-witted and lively, and they have endless creativity  , so the youngest brother won the game, and human beings were able to multiply under the sky.

    And this soil has a name called "raw soil", which is the handful of white clay in front of you, which can endow decayed things with spirituality and life.

    Zhang Yu knows that although these legends are similar, there are still many deep things hidden in them. In fact, this thing is not simple. It can give life to external objects, but it is not a simple giving, but a kind of supplement.

    He couldn't help but think of Yaoli, as well as those sons of gods. Could it be related to the clay that molded the sons of gods?  Could it be that his adoptive father is really an elder?

    While thinking about it, he looked down again, stretched out his hand, and pushed the clay away, only to see another inscription at the bottom

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