Chapter 394

"I'm not your son. Please let me go and let me go up the mountain."

Zhang Zifan was a little angry, but when he wanted to pull his hand back, he found that the old man's strength was so great that he could not pull his hand out of the old man's hand no matter how he could break free.

"You are my son. I won't admit it. I won't admit it when I see it."

The old man looked very excited and took Zhang Zifan to look around.

"Be bold, let go of our young master, or we won't be rude."

Following Zhang Zifan to see the old man is still indomitable, can't help shouting.

"You're welcome. What a rude way!"

When the old man heard this, he was not happy.

He grabbed Zhang Zifan's wrist and moved under his feet. He took Zhang Zifan and disappeared in the deep forest.

"Little Lord, little Lord is gone. Look for it quickly."

Some of the disciples of Tongwen hall were in a hurry when they saw their young master and the old man disappear.

Quickly divided into several teams, looking around.

"Ah! You let me go! I'm not your son. "

Zhang Zifan only felt that the scenery was rapidly changing in front of his eyes.

It's supposed to be moving fast.

"Well, if you are my son, you will know later."

Red faced old man a wine spirit, grasp Zhang Zifan's wrist, just don't let go.

All the way with him to run, came to the depths of a cave.

It seems that this cave should be the old man's usual residence.

"Here..."

Zhang Zifan was put down, rubbed his painful wrist, and looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise.

"This is where I live. I'll get something later. Don't run away!"

The red faced old man ran to the deeper part of the cave impatiently.

Zhang Zifan looked at the things around him with a look of surprise in his eyes.

He is Li Siyuan's adopted son, that is to say, Li Siyuan is not his own father.

Although Zhang Zifan is usually bored, he also thinks about what his own father looks like.

But today, for no reason, he was held by such an old man and said that he was his son.

Zhang Zifan still has some bad feelings in his heart.

"Come, come, put your hands here."

After a while, the red faced old man ran out from the deeper part of the cave, holding a disc in his hand.

On top of the disc, there is a handprint like dent.

"What is this?"

Zhang Zifan asked.

"This is my baby. As long as you put your hand in the fingerprints in this disc, I can know if you are my son or not."

The red faced old man said with a proud face. He grabbed Zhang Zifan's hand and pressed it into the disc.

Although Zhang Zifan was reluctant, his strength was not worth mentioning in front of the red faced old man. He was directly caught and pressed into his fingerprints.

"Easy, easy!"

Zhang Zifan was pressed by the old man and screamed.

"Oh! Easy, easy. "

The red faced old man gently adjusted the position of Zhang Zifan's hand and put it into the fingerprint completely.

"Hum!"

As soon as Zhang Zifan's hand was put into the fingerprints in the disc, the disc immediately gave off a burst of light.

Seeing this, the red faced old man was even more excited.

No matter what else, just hold Zhang Zifan.

"Son, son, you are my son! Dad finally found you

Zhang Zifan stayed where he was, his hand still in the disc.

At this time, he was hugged by the old man and his face turned red immediately.

I almost couldn't get out in one breath.

"Oh, I'm not your son. I'm afraid you're mistaken."

Zhang Zifan pushed the old man away and said seriously.

"No, you are my son. This disc is a treasure handed down from our ancestors. As long as you have the back of your own blood and put your hand in it, as long as the disc can react, then this person must be a descendant of our family and have a very strong blood relationship."

The red faced old man looked at Zhang Zifan's face and continued.

"And you just saw it, and you reacted. You are my son!"

The red faced old man said excitedly.

"No, I'm sure I'm not your son."

Zhang Zifan is still like that. He refuses to admit it.

The red faced old man glanced back and forth at Zhang Zifan.

Suddenly, like the discovery of the new world, he pulled Zhang Zifan over.

He tore off the half jade pendant that Zhang Zifan had hung on his waist.

"Look, this is what your mother put on you before she died, and the other half is still with me!"The red faced old man said excitedly, taking out the other half of the jade pendant in his arms. Put it in front of Zhang Zifan.

"Here! It's really a jade pendant I've brought since I was a child. Every time I face it, I feel a little kind, so I always carry it with me. "

Zhang Zifan was completely speechless.

He saw that the red faced old man was putting two jade plates together.

The two halves of the jade pendant are perfectly connected and look like a whole.

"Son, you are my son. Li Siyuan of Tongwen library came to my house with soldiers and killed dozens of people in our family. It happened that I was away and your mother died in the disaster. When I came back, you disappeared, and your mother had one last breath to tell me who the killer was."

Red faced old man a face sad, sad memories.

"I, my mother is dead!"

Zhang Zifan now has some belief that the red faced old man in front of him is his own father.

"Dead, it's under Li Siyuan's hand. After that war, I'll hide my name in order to find you and find the last spark!"

The old man grabbed Zhang Zifan's shoulder and shook it hard.

"My mother died at the hands of Li Siyuan?"

Zhang Zifan was suddenly awakened by this flash. He suddenly realized something important and asked in a hurry.

"Yes! When I went back, your mother still had one last breath. She said, "Li Siyuan came home with a lot of relatives and robbed a lot of practice skills. She was also injured by Li Siyuan and died."

The red faced old man breathed out and replied.