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    "What does it have to do with me?" Yang Mo asked in surprise. He didn't think this matter had anything to do with him.  He didn't regard himself as a member of the Zhou family at all.

    "Because you are the body of a coiling dragon and chaos!" Zhou Assistant looked like he should be, and said with a trace of anger in his tone: "You are Xueluo's husband, don't you want to help her get back what originally belonged to her?  Things? Our Zhou family is extremely rich. All the famous and old shops in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai belong to our family. There are countless properties. You helped Xueluo get it back, and Xueluo is yours again.  Wife, isn¡¯t it yours in the end?¡±

    "But I'm not interested in that money at all." Yang Mo shook his head and said, "Money is nothing more than a number to me. I can have money whenever I want."

    "How could you do this?" Zhou Zhu became angry immediately and said, "You can't just think about yourself, you have to think about Xueluo, right? She is your wife."

    Zhou Zhu was angry when he said this, but Zhou Xueluo was discouraged and said: "Grandpa, actually, we are doing pretty well now. And Yanghow could my husband be able to deal with such a big family by himself? Otherwise,  Forget it, Grandpa!¡±

    Zhou Xueluo said this, and Zhou Shiyuan and his wife also had the same expression.  Although they are not considered a rich family, they can be considered middle class through hard work. They have houses, cars and savings, and there is no need to compete for the wealth that rivals other countries.

    From a superficial analysis, they have the mentality of being content with being rich.  In essence, it was because they had never received that share of the family property, and they did not have the personal pain of Zhou Zhu. They just felt that they had lost it, and it had nothing to do with them anyway.

    Zhou Zhu looked around and saw that his children and grandchildren all had this attitude, and he was trembling with anger.  He slapped the table and shouted: "Youyou, are you still the descendant of my Zhou family? How can you watch the family property fall by the wayside and remain indifferent. Do you know how my father, your grandfather and great-grandfather, died?"  Don¡¯t you know that the hatred for killing your father is irreconcilable? You just stay in a corner, but I, Zhou Zhu, am not like this. Tomorrow I will go back to the mainland and fight to the end with that fake Zhou Zhu. My legs and feet are disabled, but I am not dead yet!"

    The old man was so angry that he was trembling. Zhou Shiyuan and the three of them all lowered their heads. They also felt that it was unjustifiable not to avenge the family feud, and they had no face to face their ancestors.  But they don't have the slightest idea how to avenge this.

    Yang Mo was silent for a while. He could understand Zhou Zhu's excitement, and even more understand his anger.  So, he raised his head, looked at Zhou Zhu, and said, "I can help you deal with that fake Zhou Zhu, but I won't care about how the Zhou family is brought together, and I can't control it."

    "It's okay, don't worry about this. Our Zhou family has a Presbyterian Council. As long as I can prove my identity, the Zhou family will automatically return to my hands. Our Zhou family has a set of strict rules, otherwise it would be impossible for it to last for thousands of years without collapse.  Yes." Zhou Zhu was relieved when he heard that Yang Mo was willing to help.

    Yang Mo heard this and nodded.  But he refused to let go of this opportunity, so he said: "Actually, there is another reason why I agreed to take action. That is I want to know about the sacred battlefield."

    With that said, Yang Mo handed over the piece of paper taken from the nuclear weapons base. Zhou Zhu hesitated and took it.

    "I discovered that my life experience is closely related to that legendary sacred battlefield. In the past six months, I have been collecting some written items about it. Can you help me see what it contains?  ?" Yang Mo asked sincerely.  It didn't sound like a threat, more like a question.

    Zhou Assistant took the paper, hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "I can tell you what is written on this. But I can only tell you what is written on this. I can't reveal more to you. After all, I  It was sworn to."

    "Okay." Yang Mo nodded and did not push further.  He knew that as long as he got along with Zhou Zhu for a long time, he would naturally be able to get some clues.

    Zhou Zhu took the paper, looked at it, and said, "The main content of this letter is to congratulate a man named Hu Daozi for his great success in the golden elixir, and then invite him to participate in the Holy War."

    "That's it?" Yang Mo felt like he was fooled. How could he write so eloquently on such a large piece of paper and only have two sentences left by Zhou Zhu?

    "If you don't believe me, see for yourself." Seeing Yang Mo's suspicion, Zhou Zhu handed over the paper angrily.

    Yang Mo definitely didn't know this word, so he was a little at a loss at the moment, and asked in a somewhat sensational way: "Grandpa Zhou, is there no other content? I know this makes you very embarrassed, but this is related to my life experience. As soon as I was born  Without my mother, I really want to know how my mother is doing."

    Zhou Xueluo couldn't help but be touched by what Yang Mo said sincerely. He quickly took Zhou Zhu's hand and said, "Grandpa, just help him. In fact, that's??Same as me.  "

    Zhou Xueluo took Zhou Zhu¡¯s hand and acted coquettishly. Zhou Shiyuan and his wife also felt that their father should help Yang Mo.

    Under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, Zhou Zhu couldn't help but sigh and said: "I really can't do anything about you. You all agree with me on this matter. Why haven't I seen you working together with me before?"

    When the old man said this, the four of them looked at each other and did not reply to him.  Because everyone knows that Mr. Zhou's words are actually a step up, and his tone has loosened.

    Sure enough, after Zhousuke sighed and complained, he said leisurely: "I can't tell you too much. You will definitely know in the future. I can only tell you now that your mother is very good and there is no problem."

    "You know my mother? How is that possible?" Yang Mo was horrified and said, "Didn't you just come out from there sixty years ago? Is my mother over sixty years old?"

    "Haha." Zhou Zhu smiled calmly and said, "She should look about thirty years old now."

    "What does this mean?" Yang Mo suddenly became even more horrified and asked quickly: "What do you mean she looks about thirty years old? Could it be that my mother is a child grandmother from Tianshan Mountain?"

    "What Tianshan Child's Lady?" Zhou Zhu obviously didn't understand the term Yang Mo was referring to.

    "It's just an old woman who looks like a little girl." Zhou Xueluo next to her helped to clear up the doubts.

    "That's not true." Zhou Zhu shook his head and said, "It can only be said that people over there grow slower. Five years is worth one year for us."

    Five years equal to one year?

    The four of them were shocked at the same time, and they quickly calculated silently in their minds, and quickly calculated the age of Yang Mo's mother: thirty times five, that is one hundred and fifty years old?

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The four of them were even more horrified.

    "How is that possible, grandpa? Doesn't that mean my husband's mother is older than you?" Zhou Xueluo said in great surprise.

    "Nothing is impossible in this world, it's just that you are blinded by your so-called science. Many things cannot be explained, but they are real!"

    Yang Mo didn¡¯t believe this in the past, but in the more than half a year after his rebirth, too many things happened to him. Looking back, it still feels unbelievable.  In the past, how could he believe that a stone could be broken into pieces with one fist, let alone that a small centipede could paralyze a person in seconds.

    "Dad, although science cannot give an immediate answer to some things, everything in the world cannot escape the conservation of energy!" Zhou Shiyuan insisted on his opinion. He was a staunch Scientologist.

    "Come on, show me how this leg conserves energy!" Zhou Zhu didn't bother to argue with his son, so he took out his wooden leg and said, "Explain it to me, and give me a good piece of flesh and blood."  How the body turned into wood."

    "I" Zhou Shiyuan was speechless again. His father had used this leg to bully him for twenty or thirty years. He could not defend himself because he watched his father's leg become wooden from the calf.  It was lumbered all the way to the thighs.

    "What's going on with you?" Yang Mo asked in confusion. He had always wanted to ask this question, but he didn't get the chance until now.

    "I got tangled up in a plant at Shenlongjia, and then it became like this." Zhou Zhu sighed and said it calmly, even though the stump of his leg had weighed on him for most of his life.

    "Plant?" Yang Mo was surprised.

    "Yes. Plants." Zhou Zhu nodded, and then said: "Yang Mo, if one day you return to the Sacred Battlefield and pass by the Dragon Stand, you must pay attention to avoid the grass with nine leaves. That thing looks weak, but once  If you get it, you will become like me even if you don't die, which is more terrifying than a piranha."

    "Grass with nine leaves?" Yang Mo muttered silently and wrote it down secretly.  Suddenly, he remembered something again. Just now Zhouzhu said that he was going back to the sacred battlefield.  Then he quickly asked: "What did you just say? Go back to the sacred battlefield? What do you mean?"

    "Nono." Zhou Zhu quickly shook his head. In order to avoid Yang Mo's further questioning, he begged for mercy: "Can you please stop asking me? I have sworn a poisonous oath, so I really can't say too much. Anyway, what will you do in the future?  Everyone will know.¡±

    The more Zhou Zhu said this, the more curious Yang Mo became.  However, looking at the bitter and resentful face of old man Zhou Zhu, I gave up the idea and had to wait and think about it later to see if I could get anything out of it.

    Seeing that Yang Mo didn¡¯t ask any more questions.  Zhou Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, slid the wheelchair to the center, and said, "Now let's discuss how to start."

    Yang Mo really didn¡¯t want to participate in this kind of discussion. He just wanted to kill the fake Zhou Zhu anyway.  Killing fake Zhou Zhu was not easy and easy for Yang Mo.easy?  Much easier than killing a dog.

    So, he turned around and said: "You guys slowly discuss the specific measures. Anyway, I just need to deal with the fake Zhou Assistant. I'll go out first. After you finish the discussion, I'll come in."

    With that said, he walked out.

    Yang Mo walked out. Although Zhou Zhu wanted to keep Yang Mo, but thinking about it, as long as Yang Mo killed the fake Zhou Zhu, all the problems would be solved.

    After Yang Mo went out, he sat under a small sycamore tree, with waves in his mind.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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