Just now, Tuogu, you told me that this place is Fengshen

"Uncle, Uncle, Uncle Yikao; my, my, my son!"

"How can I send the white-haired person to the black-haired person?"

"Woooooooo..."

Xibo Hou Jichang burst into tears, and San Yisheng, the doctor on the side, finally regained his senses at this moment.

From the murky flesh and blood that fell to the side, the eldest son Boyi Kao could barely be recognized from his clothes.

Suddenly feel startled up.

"If it wasn't for holding the bird man's thigh just now, I, San Yisheng, would be the one who fell into this mess."

It was only at this moment that San Yisheng took a closer look at the person he called Birdman.

"This man has blue skin, red hair, and two wings with feathers on his back."

"Just because of his appearance, does he have anything to do with people?"

When San Yisheng, the senior doctor, saw this, he couldn't help but become frightened.

Step aside quickly.

"Master Hou, run, there is a monster standing next to you."

San Yisheng, the senior doctor, said so, and quickly ran towards the distance.

Xibo Hou Jichang heard what San Yisheng said, so he hurriedly raised his head to look at the people standing beside him.

Immediately, he was taken aback by Lei Zhenzi's appearance.

Is this still human?

"Father."

Just when Xibo Hou Jichang was shocked, Lei Zhenzi clasped his fists and knelt down towards Xibo Hou Jichang.

On the mouth, he called Xibo Hou Jichang like this.

"What did you call me?"

"How could I be your father? How can you recognize your father indiscriminately?"

Xibo Hou Jichang said to Lei Zhenzi with a face full of horror.

What the hell is this?

How could I be your father?

Jichang, the Western Marquis, hastily stepped back about ten steps, far away from Lei Zhenzi's range.

Lei Zhenzi: "..."

Is this really my dad?

Why does it feel that he is not very smart.

But Master, an old man, told me very clearly.

Xibo Hou Jichang is my father, how can I make a mistake?

So Lei Zhenzi continued to say without accepting his fate:

"I am Lei Zhenzi!"

"It's the Lei Zhenzi who you sent to Zhongnan Mountain to study art right after he was born."

"Do you still remember Lei Zhenzi on the Yuzhu Cave in Zhongnan Mountain?"

Xibo Hou Jichang: "..."

Is this man crazy?

Did you sympathize with me when you saw my son died and wanted me to be a father?

This is not necessary.

So Xibo Hou Jichang said slowly:

"I don't have any son named Lei Zhenzi, you must have mistaken him."

"I would also like to thank the strong man for saving my life, and ask the strong man to follow me back to Xiqi."

"When I return to Xiqi City, no matter how much gold, silver, jewelry or stunning beauty you want, I can give it to you."

Xibo Hou Jichang said solemnly.

Could it be that the person in front of me wants me to thank him heavily?

There is no repayment for saving his life, no matter how much money it is, I can give it to him.

Not far from the two of them was the doctor San Yisheng, after hearing the name Lei Zhenzi.

His complexion suddenly changed dramatically:

"Lei Zhenzi?"

"Could it be the child who was stolen back then?"

"Now the Eldest Young Master has also fallen to his death, and all the attendants beside him have also fallen to their deaths."

"Just to cover up the fact that I lost Lei Zhenzi before."

When San Yisheng, the senior doctor, thought of this, he rolled his eyes and walked to Xibo Hou Jichang's side.

Chapter 1 The data of the hot air balloon bought by life

"Master Hou, there is indeed such a thing."

"This adoptive son was accepted by the eldest son Bo Yikao for you, and it was used for the joy of Lord Hou."

When Xibo Hou Jichang heard that Bo Yikao had accepted him, he turned his head to look at the body of his eldest son Bo Yikao.

"Could it be God's will? Bo Yikao's body is not yet cold, and the adopted son he accepted for me came to the door."

"Could it be that God is trying to compensate me?"

"It seems that all of this is God's will."

Only then did Xibo Hou Jichang stepped forward and helped Lei Zhenzi in front of him up.

"It turns out that you are really my son. It seems that everything is destined."

"Son, come back to Xiqi with me now, and go there to meet your other 98 brothers and sisters."

As Xibo Hou Jichang said, he was about to hold Lei Zhenzi's hand.

At this moment, Lei Zhenzi suddenly took a step back, distanced himself from his father, Xibo Hou Jichang.

Then he went on to say to Xibohou Airport:

"Father, the child is going down the mountain under the order of the teacher this time."

"Just to meet my father, the master said that my child's practice will continue."

"This time, there is no way to return to Xiqi with my father."

"Father, please take care, the child will bid farewell to you."

After finishing speaking, Lei Zhenzi flapped his wings and quickly disappeared from Xibo Hou Jichang's sight.

Xibo Hou Jichang stared at the direction where Lei Zhenzi was going away, and couldn't help crying:

"Is this still the consciousness of a seven-year-old child?"

"Even many adults can't compare to him."

"As expected, he is the son of my Xibo Hou Jichang, he is indeed very kind."

Xibo Hou Jichang sighed silently.

San Yisheng, the senior doctor on one side, said to Xibo Hou Jichang at this moment:

"Master Hou, our top priority now is to rush back to Xiqi immediately."

"I think it's not too far away from Xiqi now, let's hurry back."

"The first experimental data of the long-distance transportation of hot air balloons was sent to Chaoge City at high speed."

"Then send someone to collect the remains of the eldest son. This is the most important thing now."

Hearing what the doctor San Yisheng said, Xibo Hou Jichang suddenly felt as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then he woke up.

"Yes, yes, I am still on a mission."

"Even my eldest son died for this experiment."

"We need to quickly send the experimental data to Chaoge City for the saint to review."

So Xibo Hou Jichang and the senior doctor San Yisheng rushed all the way to Xiqi.

Soon returned to Xiqi City.

Xibohou's wife, Tai Ji, heard that her son had died, and she fell into a coma immediately.

Xibohou's mother, Tai Jiang, was also in a coma for a while.

The entire Xibohou Mansion in Xiqi City was in chaos.

In such a chaotic situation, Xibo Hou Jichang still shouted loudly to his followers:

"What is recorded on this paper is the specific data of the first long-distance transportation experiment of a hot air balloon."

"Now we must send someone to send this record to Chaoge City for the saint to review."

The guards of the Hou Mansion on one side heard Xi Bohou's order.

Immediately agreed:

"Don't worry, Lord Hou, you'd better go and see the old madam and the eldest madam."

"Both the old lady and the eldest lady fainted."

The guard of the Hou Mansion next to him said out of breath, obviously he had run a long distance to report to Xibo Hou Jichang.

"My wife, my mother."

"my son."

After Xibo Hou Jichang finished speaking, his eyes darkened and he made an appointment.

Although within a short period of time, the hosts in Xibohou's mansion were all unconscious.

But the guards of the Hou Mansion still obeyed the instructions given to them by Xibo Hou Jichang before he fell into a coma.

The first-hand data of the hot air balloon was quickly sent to Chaoge City.

The knight who delivered the letter did not eat or drink along the way, and the two horses were exhausted, and three of them died.

Finally, ten days later, the news was sent to Chaoge City.

On the sage's mansion in Chaoge City, in the study of the back house.

Xu Ziqing received first-hand data from the knights sent by the Xibohou Mansion.

Then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he looked at the data in front of him and smiled lightly.

With both hands, he flicked the data sheet in front of him lightly.

"This Xibo Hou Jichang is doing pretty well, as long as he remains obedient in the future."

"It's not impossible to keep his dog's life."

Xu Ziqing stared at the data recorded on the paper in front of him, rubbing his hands under his chin.

"It seems that the hot air balloon still needs further research, and this matter will be handed over to the skilled craftsmen in the office of the Dashang Rectification and Reform Committee."

"Such a simple thing doesn't need to bother me."

Thinking this way, Xu Ziqing casually gave a command to the three monsters of Xuanyuan Tomb who were waiting outside for him:

"Send this list to the office of the Dashang Rectification and Reform Commission."

"Just tell them, use the fastest speed to push the hot air balloon to the whole world of the Shang Dynasty."

Jiu'er walked quickly to the study and bowed slowly to Xu Ziqing.