The Legend of Heaven

Chapter 332 Father and Son

The feeling of being close to the hometown was even more timid. When Gan Ping stood under the tall door of Ganfu in a daze, a tender green figure had jumped in front of him. Hey, who are you and what do you do? Why are you standing at the door of my house? Although today's Gan Ping is only about 15 years old, his figure is extremely straight. The girl stands in front of Gan Ping, and the top of her head can only reach the height of Gan Ping's chin.

After being suddenly awakened, Gan Ping came to his senses. A pair of eyes looked at the girl in front of him with interest, and the girl also looked at the handsome teenager in front of her with curiosity. Hey, what about you? Who are you? What's the matter?" After being swept away by Gan Ping's eyes, the girl felt how indecent it was to look at a man so close to face, and said with a little shyness.

Looking at the girl's eyebrows, it was a little similar to Guan Ping, which made Huo'er, a clever ghost, a little confused, and a pair of eyes looked at the girl in front of him. And its naive and cute appearance immediately made the girl's eyes flash, looking at the small monkey with interest without blinking.

"Do you dare to ask if this is Ganfu?" Gan Ping restrained his excited mind and asked softly. I don't know if there is a man named Gan Ningcheng in the house?" When the girl heard Gan Ping's words, a pair of big eyes couldn't help opening roundly, looking up and down at Gan Ping as if she saw some monster, "You, are you Gan Ping?"

Seeing that Gan Ping nodded slightly, the girl didn't care about the fire. She turned around and ran to the door, shouting loudly: Dad, fourth uncle! My cousin Gan Ping is back!" It was a hairy girl. Gan Ping touched her nose and stood at the door with a little embarrassment, looking at the girl's disappearance. However, the joy and excitement that flashed in the girl's eyes just now were not fake. The family affection with blood thicker than water warmed Gan Ping's heart slightly, and he didn't know what his relationship was with the girl.

With a noisy addiction inside, the door opened with a squeak. A burly middle-aged man in outer clothes strode out. A group of people behind him followed closely, and the girl was just in the list. Dad, that's him!" With that, the girl pointed a little and pointed to Gan Ping.

"Moer, don't mess around, there is no girl's appearance..." The man pretended to be angry and scolded the girl, but the serious and strong love was deeply revealed. When the girl heard the words, she quickly made a grimace, stuck out her tongue, and stood behind the person. A pair of beautiful eyes looked up and down at Gan Ping, and her eyes were full of cunning.

The middle-aged man forgot to look at Gan Ping under the steps, and couldn't help shouting hello in his heart. What a handsome young man, who did not lose his heroic spirit in the huge waves. He was similar to Gan Ningcheng when he was young. Gan Ping's thoughts have been slightly identified in his heart, but as the head of the family, he can't show it so clearly, not to mention that the teenager has not yet identified himself.

Gan Ping hurriedly bowed forward and asked, "Do you dare to ask if there is a person named Gan Ningcheng in the house?" The man raised his eyebrows with two swords, and his expression was very similar to Gan Ping's father. He said, "I'm Gan Ningli, that Gan Ningcheng is my younger brother, I don't know..." Just now, there have been bursts of voices in his ear. It was the monks worshipped at home who told each other. The young man in front of him has a good cultivation, so he is such a guest. Qi.

Before Gan Ningli finished his words, Gan Ping fell to the ground and knelt down like a jade pillar, and kowtowed to the ground, "My uncle is on the top, nephew Gan Ping to see my uncle!" It was really the son of the fourth brother. Gan Ningli stepped down the steps and picked up Gan Ping with excitement on his face. "Ping'er, is it really you?" With that, he swept around between Gan Ping's eyebrows, as if he wanted to find out what Gan Ningcheng looked like.

After calming down a little, Gan Ping felt better and said to Gan Ningli, "Duncle, am I Gan Ping? Don't you know if you invite my father? Dare to ask him where he is?" Just now, Gan Ping has swept everyone, and there is no trace of Gan Ningcheng.

While talking, the crowd blocking the door suddenly separated, and a rustling voice came. A servant pushed a wooden wheelchair and walked out from behind the crowd. Who is the person sitting on the wheelchair, not Gan Ningcheng? Unfortunately, this burly and thick man is now stunned, his face is yellow and dry, and his cheeks on both sides have collapsed deeply.

Gan Ningcheng's pair of godless eyes stared wide, waved his hands randomly, and shouted loudly, "Ping'er, where are you? Are you back?" Looking at Gan Ningcheng's legs, which were unable to hang by the wheelchair, and his godless eyes, Gan Ping's smile on his face suddenly froze, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Gan Ping was furious, but this emotion could not be expressed here and now. His belly words were suppressed by him. An arrow step had jumped to Gan Ningcheng's wheelchair, his knees fell to the ground, and grabbed Gan Ningcheng's hands waving randomly, "Dad, Ping'er is here!"

Even if he was so confused and hesitant before, after all, the blood of father and son is thicker than water. Seeing that the old father looks like this, how can he not let Gan Ping cry. When Gan Ningcheng heard Gan Ping's voice, he was excited. A pair of dry hands groped randomly on Gan Ping's face and muttered, "Good Pinger, just come back, just come back. You have suffered over the years..." Big tears rolled down from the empty and godless eyes.

Hearing this, Gan Ping's tears rolled down. After leaving for so many years, what did his father go through? Originally, a cheerful and bold man was so weak, holding his father's thin hand in his hand, and the weak pulse made Gan Ping's heart tighten.

Gan Ningli beside him couldn't help sighing and patted Gan Ping on the shoulder. "Ping'er, there are many people here. Let's go home and talk about it." With that, his eyes swept around, and several sneaky figures probing their heads at the corner of the street were reflected in his eyes.

Gan calmed down, put away his tears, took the handle of the wooden wheelchair from the hand of the servant. Under the leadership of Gan Ningli, he walked to the courtyard. The door behind him slammed shut, bringing bursts of echoes.

There is no denying that this Ganfu is indeed a big family, with carved beams and paintings along the way, rockery and flowing water, one after another. Gan Ping bowed down slightly and counted his longing with his father for many years, far behind the crowd.

When he came to the hall, Gan Ningli sat on the throne and looked at Gan Ping, who took good care of his father with love, and his eyes were full of appreciation. This son's pure filial piety is really worthy of praise. At present, he asked Gan Ping, "Ping'er, have you been studying art in Xianshan all these years?" On that day, Xuan Mingzi coaxed Yu Gan Ningcheng and cheated Gan Ping as an eye. If it hadn't been for Gan Ping's auspicious Tianxiang, his soul would have been scattered and he would never have been born.

But Gan Ping took a look at his father sitting in a wheelchair and did not mention it. Who would have thought that the first-order yuan god master of Xuan Mingzi actually did the bad thing of coaxing mortals and abducting children? However, since this matter has passed and I stand here safely, it's okay not to mention these past events, otherwise it will add a lot of trouble to my father.

At present, Gan Ping briefly told his experience over the years, and only said that he had been accepted as a personal disciple by the immortal Chang Wu Yizi of Miao Chengzong. Now he has gone down the mountain to experience, so he has time to find his father. Everyone nodded repeatedly, and Gan Ningli introduced the middle and middle of the room to Gan Ping one by one. At the moment when the family was happy, there was a noisy sound from the door of Ganfu.

Gan Ningli frowned slightly and looked a little gloomy. "Go out and see what's going on. There are no rules..." The person behind him answered the order and went out. Gan Ping's eyes flashed and looked at the man who went out thoughtfully. Although the man's body was not very strong, he had a high level of refining gas. It seemed that there were many masters in the Gan family.

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