I don’t know how long it took, but a rumbling sound came from not far away.

The man showed a happy expression on his face. He stood up and looked into the distance. He saw a group of big men who seemed to be integrated with the surroundings appeared in front of him.

"You are here!" said the man, "I'm ready for the things! I've misled the infrared detector below and will not see you!"

"Thank you!" A Russian man in the lead nodded and thanked.

"It's all my own people. In order not to make people suspicious, you should knock me out! I'll explain it in the future!" said the man.

"Okay!" The Russian man nodded, then raised his hand and came to the man's neck. Then, the man's eyes rolled and he fainted.

However, after the man fainted, the Russian man took out a dagger and slowly and forcefully cut the man's neck. His technique was so sophisticated that he would not shake at all.

"Thank you, but this action does not require surviving!" The Russian man showed a hint of apology on his face, then looked at the people around him and said, "This action is only allowed to win, not fail. In action, whether it is success or failure, we will contribute our lives to our great leader. We are not afraid of death, because it is our great leader who gave us the second and third lives. Brothers, we will use our blood to repay our great leader and our friendship for us!"

Everyone around them clenched their fists, their eyes full of fanaticism, but no one spoke. Although they were very excited, they also knew that it was not the time to shout slogans. If they were accidentally heard by secret whistles in the distance, it would be a tragedy.

The man who had already suffered a tragedy unknowingly saw the King of Hell. Even when he went to hell, he didn't know why he died for no reason, because he was a pawn that Song Kunlun finally hid in the independent security of the Song family. It was logically very important and could never be sacrificed.

However, what Song Kunlun planned this time was too big, so big that no living person would allow him to exist! If someone was alive and exposed him, then Song Kunlun would not only have to bear the anger from the Song family, but also the anger from above. He openly used thermal weapons in the suburbs of the capital and assassinated a family leader with huge energy. This was an act of riot. Even Song Kunlun could not bear the double pressure, and the best result was to escape abroad.

Therefore, Song Kunlun was not careful.

These twenty Russian men found a few ropes from the grass beside them, which were prepared by the man. Then, the Russians tied the rope to several trees beside them and put the rope down the mountain wall.

And on the other side.

Song Yun and Ye Qingsi held Mr. Song's hand one by one and supported Mr. Song. The two slowly and forcefully walked towards the depths of the temple.

When we walked to a spacious room in the middle, several monks had already been waiting here.

Then, Mr. Song stopped.

The two monks whispered something similar to the scriptures. Old Song's face was full of piety, and even Song Meiqin, Song Chun, Song Dong, Song Meifeng and others behind Old Song also showed a hint of piety on their faces.

However, Song Meiqin's piety was somewhat mixed with some... she was restless.

After the monks recited for about ten minutes, they all stopped. Then one of them took out a stick of incense and walked around Mr. Song and Song Yunye's blue silk, then backwards and walked around the other few men. Finally, they walked around Qingluan and Li Shishi.

The few people were behind the four-headed men, Qingluan pulled Li Shishi to the right, and his face was calm.

According to the rules of the Song family, Li Shishi did not really enter the genealogy of the main vein. When worshiping ancestors, they could not be side by side with Song Yun and others, and they could not even walk in front of several branch vein heads. Qingluan, as the first woman in the fourth generation of the main vein of the Song family, was qualified to be ahead. However, after receiving Song Yun's instructions, Qingluan walked with Li Shishi, saying that she wanted to go with her. However, in essence, Song Yun asked Qingluan to protect Li Shishi to prevent a sudden accident today.

Song Yun originally did not intend to trouble Qingluan, but among Song Yun's women, Qingluan is the most powerful and reassuring thing that made Song Yun feel the most. Moreover, Qingluan himself took the initiative to propose this matter, so Song Yun just took the initiative to go with the flow, so that Qingluan and Li Shishi were in trouble.

After several rounds, the monk handed the bunch of incense to Mr. Song, then took a few steps back, turned around, knelt in the center of the room, then lowered his head and continued to mutter something.

Mr. Song whispered, "Let's go and worship the statue of the ancestor."

Song Yun nodded and followed Mr. Song to the depths of the temple.

Not long after, a few people came to the three statues of the ancestors of the Song family that Song Yun saw before. At this time, three spirit cards had been placed in front of the three statues, with the names of the three people and the magic number written on them, and the immortal position ranked in it.

These Song Yun had seen them in the ancestral hall of the Song family, but they were not as clear as they are today. In front of the spirit card, there were several incense burners.

The incense that the old general Song took from the monk's hand was divided into three bundles and inserted it into the incense burner. Then, he pulled Song Yun's hand and knelt in front of the three statues of the gods.

"Now, Song Wenwu, the descendant of the Song family's unfilial descendant, led Song Yun, the Song family's master, to worship the ancestors. If you disturb your ancestors' sleep, I hope your ancestors will forgive you."

After saying that, Old Song bent down and bowed down.

And at this moment, Mr. Wang appeared in front of everyone.

Today, Mr. Wang was wearing a light yellow Taoist robe of Tianshi. He looked a little fairy-like and scented inside. Moreover, Mr. Wang had a rare solemnity in his eyes. He walked to the front of the statue at a certain pace. After talking about something, he turned his head and said, "Now, Song Yun, descendants of the Song family, are happy to have a noble son. His mother, Li Shishi, has made great contributions. He specially asked his ancestors to write the name of Li Shishi into the genealogy of the Song family's master's lineage, and always enjoy all the glory and wealth of the Song family for my Song family!"

After saying that, Mr. Wang took out a notebook from his body that Song Yun saw last time, and wrote Li Shishi's name on it.
Chapter completed!