It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

Mr. Shen is a founding father and the only general of Hua Kingdom still alive.

There were many rumors about his fate, both at home and abroad. That was why even after he retired, there were still many assassination attempts against him.

These people seem to think that as long as Wu Quxing is gone, the Flower Kingdom will be over.

In those years, Mr. Shen had just been promoted to general, and the number of assassinations increased by a hundred times. For safety reasons, even his family members were strictly prohibited from going out as little as possible.

Every time I go out, I have to make careful arrangements, and naturally there are many people protecting me in secret.

"I didn't expect that even with such strict protection, they still got into trouble." Mr. Shen had a heavy expression. Mr. Shen, who had experienced many storms without changing his expression, rarely showed a hint of apology at this moment.

This accident not only shattered the eldest son's family in an instant, but also caused him to rarely return home since then.

Shen Min, who was only fifteen years old at the time and had lost his mother and brother in succession, was almost brought up by him. Later, Shen Min chose to be a criminal policeman and stayed away from Kyoto, a place of trouble, which was more or less affected by this incident.

"Didn't Mr. Shen ever think of asking someone from Xuanmen to take a look at it at that time?" Song Tang looked puzzled. With Mr. Shen's identity and status, what kind of Xuanmen master could he not find?

How come no one knows that Shen Hele’s fate has been replaced?

Elder Shen's expression instantly became somewhat awkward. He explained, "I have a good friend who believed the nonsense of these mysterious people and sacrificed six lives in order to change his granddaughter's fate. That's six lives! Since then, I have hated both Taoism and Buddhism."

This habit has only begun to change in recent years.

As for Shen Hele's illness, Mr. Shen failed to find a doctor and gradually began to turn to the old path of feudal superstition.

As a staunch atheist, he had no other choice but to be forced to this point.

"How could it be possible to fill in six lives in order to change one's fate?" Something flashed through Song Tang's mind quickly, but she couldn't grasp it for a moment.

"What!" Elder Shen stood up suddenly. He walked forward a few steps excitedly and came to Song Tang, asking anxiously, "Does it require blood sacrifice to change fate?"

Song Tang nodded and shook his head: "Unless he is a very evil person, who has committed countless crimes, it is unlikely that he can be reborn as a human being. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, one-for-one exchange is sufficient, based on voluntary consent. However, this is an evil technique that violates ethics and harms the harmony of nature, and the famous and upright sects will never use it."

"This, this..." Mr. Shen suddenly covered his chest and his body was shaking.

Seeing this, the burly man in black supported himself on the table with one hand, swung his long legs, and quickly jumped over from the other end of the table.

He quickly took out the intercom and said anxiously: "Medical team, medical team is in place."

Just as Mr. Shen was about to stop him, there was a knock on the door.

The sturdy man in black opened the door, and a team of medical staff in casual clothes walked in. Each of them had their shoulders and backs straight, and their steps were almost the same length when they walked, but the whole team's steps were so light that they were almost inaudible.

Their eyes were as sharp as cheetahs, and they all glanced at the only unfamiliar face in the room.

That glance made Song Tang feel a huge sense of oppression, and the alarm in her brain went off. Her muscles tensed, and she almost subconsciously held an explosive talisman in her hand.

"She is a guest invited by grandpa." Shen Min stood in front of Song Tang with his muscles tense.

Although these people would definitely not harm Song Tang at will, his thick-skinned cousins, who had been living on the edge of a knife all year round, could not bear the oppressive feeling.

What's more, Song Tang, who has never faced someone directly, must feel even worse.

The leader nodded, and the rest of his men immediately looked away.

They started to work together in perfect harmony. Some of them quickly disassembled the sofa and quickly assembled it into a comfortable bed. Others took out various equipment from the boxes they were carrying, and soon a simple but not simple professional medical room was built.

"Please wait outside." A nurse directly drove Song Tang and the other person out.

Half an hour later, Song Tang was invited in alone again.

Mr. Shen was still lying on the bed. Apart from his slightly pale face, he seemed to be fine.

He waved to Song Tang, who hurried over and sat on a stool beside the bed.

She subconsciously looked for the sturdy man who was very good at hiding his breath, but she couldn't find him after searching for a while.

It was still Mr. Shen who raised his hand and pointed to the bookshelf, and said with a smile, "Awu is there."

Song Tang looked in the direction where Mr. Shen pointed, and sure enough, he found Awu in the shadow next to the bookshelf. He still had an expressionless face, like a robot.

"Awu was once a soldier under my command. When I retired, he insisted on going with me." Old Shen looked nostalgic.

Awu is one year older than Hele and is already 41 years old.

I was just eighteen years old when I first joined his team, and in a blink of an eye I have followed him for twenty-three years!

Ah Wu is actually very talented. His ability to hide can help him carry out secret missions with half the effort. But Ah Wu is unwilling and insists on being his bodyguard.

Later, his old subordinates came to ask for him, but Wu hid himself. They searched everywhere but couldn't find him. Later, Wu came out by himself, and everyone found out that he had been hiding in the old man's house for three days without anyone noticing!

Every day before Mr. Shen goes to bed, someone would go to check his bedroom first. Every time they checked, they were very careful and didn't find any trace of the tracks.

Awu, who went without food and water for three days, showed everyone his perseverance and determination, so everyone had to reluctantly let such a talent become a small guard.

"You saved his life, so it's normal for him to want to repay you." Song Tang nodded at Awu in a friendly manner.

A Wu also nodded, and when Song Tang went to look again, A Wu disappeared again.

It was no surprise that Song Tang could see the connection between the two. Mr. Shen sat up and looked at Song Tang's face carefully.

At first glance, this face does look about 60% like Pei Mingya, but if you look closely, you can see the shadow of the Pei family. This is a typical girl from the Pei family. I don't know how much she has suffered over the years to develop a personality that is as stable as a rock in her early twenties.

Elder Shen patted Song Tang's shoulder distressedly and said softly, "You've worked hard these years. Your mother is not someone who can support the family, and you have been living away from home for twenty-one years."

Surprised that Mr. Shen actually knew Pei Mingya, Song Tang shook his head, "Grandpa Master is very good to me, I have never suffered."

The abbot has tried his best to give out the best things. If the abbot had not passed away, the original owner might not have been able to reach that step.

The original owner's personality was somewhat weak and simple, which was somewhat similar to Pei Mingya.

"At least you didn't have to suffer." Mr. Shen nodded with satisfaction.

His slightly cloudy eyes looked at a photo frame on the table, which contained a black and white photo.

The two people in the middle are him and Pei Qingrang.

"Your grandfather is an old friend of mine. We met on the battlefield. He is a few years older than me. He was seventeen years old and I was only twelve. I was naturally taller and stronger than people of the same age, so I lied to him and said I was seventeen, just a few months younger than him. He saw that I was just brute force and didn't like to use my brain, so he disliked me for a while."