I am 5t5 his ancestor

The mansion of the Wujo family is much larger than the impression, and it is also much more gorgeous.The door was closed tightly, and it seemed that he, a guest from hundreds of years ago, was not very welcome.

but sorry...

As a six-eyed man, he can feel the spell power more clearly than ordinary magicians.

He could clearly feel... There were a lot of people.

There are many, many people behind the door.

It was more than the clansmen gathered at the door of the Cowherd's shop early in the morning.

Wu Tiaoliu, who got off the car, was inexplicably hesitant - after all, things are different, and the name Wu Tiaoliu was put on hundreds of years ago, and many conjurers would be daunted.

But in this era, the first reaction of others is "Who is this? It sounds like the name of the young master hahaha."

Admittedly, he was still a little sad at that time.Even now I can't let it go...

But he stood here and dared not go in for a long time. The people behind him accompanied him for a long time. Could he stand here forever and dare not face the present?

Wutiaoliu heard his inner questioning.

He clenched his hands and let them go.The blue eyes seem to have made up their minds to glow again.

Hundreds of years have passed between him and the door in front of him.

Lightly step on the floor and come to the door.

Accompanied by a sound of "squeak", people from hundreds of years ago crossed time and successfully met with hundreds of tribesmen.

"Ah! The door is finally open!"

The leader is Gojo Satoru.

The clansmen behind all dressed orthodoxly, only Wutiaowu was very free, wearing extremely modern and comfortable clothes, for fear that Wutiaoliu would not be able to see that he thought he had gone back hundreds of years.

"If you don't come in again, maybe I will open the door and pull you in—"

"Don't make me sound like a coward!"

Wujoliu retorted, but his eyes fell on the man behind Wujou involuntarily.

The man's face has obviously passed the 50-year-old mark after years of aging.

But Ren was still very energetic, and even after noticing his gaze, he slowly showed a kind smile at him.

"You...look familiar."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help laughing: "It's normal for you to feel like that. I am a descendant of your younger brother. Since that adult became the head of the family, this old man is the 12th generation."

"Has it been so long?" Wu Tiaoliu couldn't imagine how his younger brothers, who were so many and sickly, supported the entire Wu Tiao family.

It must have been very hard work.

But the person is no longer there, and he can only sigh into the air.But fortunately, they were connected by blood, and after returning to where he belonged, his heart couldn't stop beating.

"You take care of Wutiao's house very well."

The man's cloudy eyes trembled slightly, and then he laughed softly: "It's as long as Mr. Liu is safe and sound."

"Hey, hey, let me tell you, the little ancestor finally came back so he doesn't need to make such a long speech."

Gojo Goto spread his hands helplessly: "The reunion is a joy, and if we go on, the little ancestor might cry!"

"Who would cry, bastard Wu!"

As Wutiaoliu was speaking, he watched the man step on Wutiaowu very quickly, and then continued to speak to him calmly: "Master Liu, the ancestors left such a passage——no matter when you come back , the Wutiao family belongs to you. And your room has been preserved from beginning to end."

After finishing speaking, the man smiled elegantly: "Welcome home, [Liu]."

Wu Tiaoliu opened his mouth, and only one sentence remained after thousands of words: "I'm back."

He is back.

Back to this familiar yet unfamiliar mansion.

I don't know if it's because his longing has passed through time and space, but he actually feels that there is still the breath of his father and mother, and even the breath of his young brother.

After he disappeared, or he didn't come back after making an appointment with someone, what did the family do?

There is no way to know the five streams.

However, when Gojo Satoru took him to the room where he lived...

Wu Tiaoliu really felt that he was going home in a trance.Not now, but hundreds of years ago.

"The house will be renovated soon, it looks quite new, right?"

Gojo Satoru turned back and pressed the boy's head: "Are you going to live here tonight? Oh, will you dream of something terrible all of a sudden! If you get scared and want to cry, you can still knock on the door of my room wrapped in a quilt , cried and said (wuwuwuwuwu, I'm very scared) - so?"

"Then I'll be—super generous! Show you my bed!"

Wu Tiaoliu slowly twitched the corners of his mouth: "Has anyone ever told you that your personality is super bad!!"

Gojo Satoru raised his finger and gently poked his cheek: "Guess."

After finishing speaking, Ke cutely closed her palms and stretched her waist: "Well, that's it. The family specially configured a network cable and a mobile phone for you, and someone from the clan will send it to you later."

"Come on, let's live in this era! Little ancestor~"

Gojo Satoru left leisurely, but he had a little doubt about his father, or the man who stood next to him talking to Gojo Liu at first.

Although the words sounded fine, no matter it was the room for maintenance in each generation, he wanted to come to play and was blocked...

I always feel that the ancestors are very sure that Wutiaoliu will be resurrected, and then return to Wutiao's family.

"Hiss, forget it."

"The main event will be in two days, and I don't know if that idiot little ancestor can accept it?"

The five reincarnations were born hundreds of years ago.

In that era, nobles walked everywhere, and there were a lot of cumbersome stripes.

Although Wu Tiaoliu had expected that there would be more rules in this era, he still felt distressed when his tribe wanted to dress him up as a doll.

"Master Liu! Which eye shadow do you want to choose?"

—He wants to be clean!

"Master Liu, which accessory do you like?"

- Please keep it simple!

"Master Liu, which haori do you like?"

Wu Tiaoliu turned his head to look, and saw the clansmen pulling two clothes rack carts.At a glance, there are as many as 50 sets.

Five streams: ...

In the end, he chose the suit he liked the most hundreds of years ago.

The sea blue is not stained with any pollution, hanging on the boy's slender body.The slightly thinner Xia Yuzhi hung gently on his body.

The slightly long white hair has been well combed, and after wearing the cherry red headband, it makes people think of an inviolable priest.

Wu Tiaoliu turned around slightly.

There was a sound of gasping for air.

"Sir Liu will definitely be admired by many people in the future, right?"

The clansmen on the side immediately jumped up: "Master Liu is still just a child—don't throw all the messy emotions on Master Liu!"

Five streams: ...

I heard!

The dress on the day of the banquet was decided like this.

A night without dreams.

On the day when the Wutiao family announced the ancestor Wutiaoliu, the Yusanjia, the director department and other people who received the invitation all sighed while holding the invitation letter in their hands.

The Wutiao family really protected that ancestor very well.The invitation letter didn't even write the name of the master!

But they are very curious, their hearts seem to be scratched by cats.

Nine in the morning.

It's time for the party to start.

So before eight o'clock, the Wutiao family mansion started to receive guests one after another.Receive gifts here, and guide guests to the place where the banquet is held.

When Fu Heihui and Nagasaki Wild Rose arrived, they were also shocked by the crowd.

A group of highly respected beings condescended to come to Wutiao's house to participate in the banquet, and they knew with their toes... There must be something they want here.

"It's almost time, let's go there." Fu Heihui said softly, and was about to walk in with Nagasaki Wild Rose.

When he casually took out the gift and invitation letter, Fu Heihui obviously felt disdain from behind.

He tilted his head slightly.

He saw people from the Chanyuan family walking towards him, and the leader was Zenyuan Zhizai.

"Yo, a poor ghost like you will come to Wutiao's house! Wutiao Wu really opened the back door for you."

"Hey! How are you talking?" Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei rolled up her sleeves angrily, but soon, Fu Heihui stopped her.

However, Zenyuan Naoya didn't take them seriously at all, and even looked at Nagasaki Wild Rose with his eyes, and said mockingly: "It's just a sow who came to Tokyo High School by coincidence, and I don't have the right to talk to me."

Nagasaki Wild Rose was so angry that she exploded.

Fu Heihui also couldn't help frowning.

The people around also raised their brows vaguely, but they didn't do anything.

And in this tense state, a small gasp suddenly came from the door.

And as the gasping sound gradually increased, Fuguro Megumi and Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei both looked back.

I saw Wu Tiaoliu, who looked like a god, stepped on clogs, raised the corners of his lips, and glanced at Naoya Zenyuan with his six calm eyes.

He laughed when he found out that the leader of the generation in the Chanyuan did not inherit the ten shadow spells.

"I thought it was the successor of the ten shadow spells of the Chanyuan family."

"It turns out...it's not."