The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

somewhere.

A rich merchant, Zhou Mansion.

"Father, why is grandpa always so crazy." A young man asked, he looked down on his grandpa very much, he is crazy, and he is well-known in this acre of land.

"Because your grandfather was already crazy when he gave birth to me."

"Then why did grandma fall in love with grandpa?"

When the boy asked this question, the middle-aged man smiled and did not answer.

He could say that it was your grandpa who was handsome, and your grandma was ugly. Seeing such a handsome person, how could your grandma be able to bear it, took him home directly, coaxed him to have a relationship, and finally got married them.

No one knows his origin.

I only know that when I came to this place, I looked crazy.

In the courtyard.

"who I am?"

"Who the hell am I?"

A man who still looks young is walking around the garden in a daze, holding his head with both hands, always wanting to know who he is, but it is difficult to remember.

The members of the Zhou family don't know his origin, even their descendants are like this, it's too strange, as if he appeared out of thin air.

The servants stayed far away, fearing that the ancestor of the Zhou family's son-in-law would suddenly go crazy and kill them.

At that time, no one cares about their life and death.

decades later.

The Holy Majesty has a very high status in the Zhou family. It stands to reason that if they have reached this age, they must die of old age, but what they can't believe is that although their ancestors are getting old, they are full of energy and will die of old age. Several generations of descendants.

No one knew that the mad patriarch in their eyes had already lived to be almost two hundred years old.

Today's Zhou family is gradually declining, and the younger generations are very unfilial and prodigal. The huge family business is just like this defeated and bankrupt.

So some younger generations took their ideas to the Holy Spirit.

It's useless to think that this old and lunatic,

It's completely cumbersome, and the idea in my heart is very simple, forget about it, pretend to be an accident, and never be discovered.

therefore.

the next day.

The mad Majesty was still walking around the courtyard as before, nothing important, the most important thing was that he wanted to know who he really was.

while walking.

suddenly.

A servant stood in front of him. This servant was very nervous and trembling in front of him. Moreover, this servant was holding an iron rod in his hand.

The servant was nervous and frightened.

The Holy One glanced at him, walked around him and continued walking, muttering.

"who I am?"

The servant raised his iron bar and slammed it fiercely at the head of the Holy One, praying in his heart, don't blame me, if you want to blame it, blame your unworthy descendants, they are the ones who want your life.

I'm just a slave.

It's not that I want to hurt you.

boom!

A dull voice came out.

Anyone who receives such a heavy blow will have a big hole in their head.

The Holy Majesty lay motionless on the ground, and his mind was extremely chaotic, just like a slide show, one picture after another appeared, filling his mind.

Many past memories resurfaced.

After a long time.

The servant immersed in fear was about to check the other party's situation. Suddenly, the dead man stood up again. Such a scene made him tremble with fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I am the Holy One."

He has recovered his memory, and the long period of confusion made his brain feel an unbearable pain.

It took a long time to get used to it.

What happened during his madness, the brain also unreservedly transmitted what happened when he was mad to his mind.

The Holy Majesty's expression was indifferent.

But as most unbearable memories come to mind.

He clenched his fists violently.

It's not that he wants to beat someone up, but there are some things that he can't accept.

The daughter of a wealthy merchant.

Very ugly.

wedding.

into the bridal chamber.

Playing games blindfolded, binding hands and feet...

The Holy One was furious, humiliated, and wanted to raise his hand to destroy this place, but his raised hand didn't come down for a long time. After all, it was the blood of his family, which made it difficult for him to strike. During the period of his madness, he even produced a group of offspring.

hateful!

At this time, he thought of Lin Fan in his mind, everything was because of him, but after he figured out the situation, he found that such a long time had passed, his body could not stop the erosion of the years, and he was already very old.

He was crippled by madness. With his talent and comprehension, if he cultivated well in these years, with the potential of his young body, he could reach a very high level.

But now everything is abolished.

...

Purple Mountain Forest Mansion.

Time doesn't matter to Lin Fan, he has never cared about it, even after a long time, he can still maintain a good attitude.

Lin Fan finished his fishing as usual, and he was ready to grow and order vegetables. This is a skill he learned before, which ensures that he can have fresh vegetables.

As he walked towards the fields, he stopped and looked towards the gate.

A group of people poured in.

One of the old men was carried by a sedan chair, and this old man was the Holy One. He was playing with the iron ball in his hand, looking gloomy at this familiar manor that made him angry.

He is very angry now.

As a sage, he should be above tens of thousands of people. He wanted to go back to his own territory first, but only found out when he arrived at the dynasty that his dynasty had been overthrown and was actually occupied by others.

This is a blow to him.

Of course, he didn't have any feeling that the dynasty could be regained when it was gone. What he wanted to know most was what happened to Lin Fan, whether he had died after so many years, and if he died, he would give Lin Fan's grave to him. Dig it open and whip the corpse fiercely.

"Lin Fan, I didn't expect you to be alive."

The Holy One looked at him with a sneer, his voice was very low, as if a demon was whispering in his ear.

Lin Fan asked, "Who are you?"

"Shut up, you caused me such misery, you actually asked me who I am, hahaha... I am destined by fate, you dare to attack me, and you caused me to be buried in the dynasty, all of this is caused by you."

He roared angrily, and when he got excited, he coughed, and the filial son beside him hurriedly patted the old ancestor on the back.

"Old ancestor, don't worry, don't worry."

I don't know how many generations this filial grandson is, a prodigal, he was shocked as if he had seen a ghost when he learned that the old ancestor who was going to be killed was not killed, and he seemed to be a different person.

After that things are very simple.

He was suppressed by his ancestor. When he learned that his ancestor was the emperor of the former dynasty, he was completely stunned, and then he was ecstatic. Doesn't that mean that he is the grandson of the emperor and can be the existence of the emperor.

Therefore, he kept asking his ancestors, when will we rebel, and I absolutely agree with it.

As for this dutiful grandson, he wanted to kill this thing, but he couldn't help it, even if his bloodline was to the extreme, he still had to bear it.

"I really don't know who you are."

Lin Fan felt that the other party was a bit inexplicable, and he wanted to ask Dean Hao to come here to see if he was mentally ill. He had never met him before, but he showed such a fierce look to me, and he didn't know how to offend the other party.

The Holy One said angrily: "Look carefully, show me clearly, who am I?"

"I still don't recognize it." Lin Fan shook his head.

He really didn't recognize it.

If he recognizes him, he will never deceive the other party, because he really wants to meet a familiar person, and he must be very happy to see a familiar person appear in front of him again.

What an angry word.

The Holy Majesty really wanted to explode in place, but unexpectedly met such a nasty guy.

"You guy, if my ancestors say they know you, they know you. You should also say you know my ancestors. If you dare to say that you don't know each other, I'll blow your head off."

The filial grandson scolded angrily, and looked at the old ancestor flatteringly after speaking, as if to say, old ancestor, look at me, I am not bad, will I have a share of the future throne.

"Impolite." Lin Fan said.

The filial son was furious, rolled up his sleeves and was about to show off his fists and embroider his legs, and gave Lin Fan an interesting dance, but seeing the old ancestor raised his hand, he pointed at Lin Fan.

"Fortunately, my ancestor told me not to be as knowledgeable as you, or I will blind your eyes."

How can he do it, how strong is the old ancestor, the person who can make the old ancestor bear grudges must be very powerful, if not relying on the old ancestor to be alive and kicking, he must not dare to be presumptuous.

The Holy One said: "How many years has it been since the young man became like this, it's interesting to think about it, I have to say, how beautiful you were when you were young, but now, you are really old."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Lin Fan didn't expect that this bad-spoken guy would actually praise himself. It seems that he has a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart, and he is very gentle in his heart. He knows that the tone of his words just now is a bit harsh, and he feels bad.

The Holy Majesty, who was mocking Lin Fan, was a little dazed for a moment when he heard what Lin Fan said.

Did not understand his thoughts.

Praise?

Praising you as a big-headed ghost, if you have a sick mind, does it seem like I'm praising you?

He knew that Lin Fan possessed the treasures of the previous dynasties, and as long as he got them, he would have a chance to return to the dynasties.

Lin Fan said: "Although I don't know what you looked like before, you are not bad now, I can tell from your facial features that you must have been good-looking before, but now that you are old, it is not easy to see. "

He is not very good at talking, but he can still praise others, which can make people happier.

"Hehe, it's a pity, just now, I have forgotten what you looked like when you were young, maybe you are as ugly as you are now."

The Holy Majesty is old, and he likes to talk nonsense. If it was before, he would not talk nonsense. He must have been insane for so many years and hadn't spoken for a long time. Therefore, after waking up, he became a chatterbox.

Lin Fan said: "It's okay, I can return to my youthful appearance. In fact, there is a reason why I am like this now. I want to grow old with Xiaoxiao, but Xiaoxiao left, and I didn't change back immediately. You want to see Let me show you what I looked like when I was young."

The voice just fell.

Lin Fan mobilized the vitality in his body, and his appearance instantly changed to that of his youth.

"See, that's how I am, can you do it?"

Deadly rhetorical question.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the old holy majesty got up from the sedan chair abruptly, his eyes were like bull's eyes, staring round, a huge wave surged up in his heart, blood surged up, that feeling was unimaginable if he had never experienced it himself of.

"How?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

Seeing such a hateful smile, His Majesty became furious, and with a puff, he opened his mouth, and blood spattered, covering the sky and covering the sky, as if dyeing the sky and the earth red.

Then...

As if dying, the Holy Majesty fell backwards, fell from the sedan chair to the ground, and fell heavily.

He was directly pissed to death by Lin Fan.

"Old ancestor..."

Xiaosun shouted in panic.

Probe for breath...no breath at all.

The filial son was silent for a moment, looked up at Lin Fan, and found that the other party was walking slowly, and suddenly thought of the previous situation, he was a little panicked, the ancestor is so powerful, and the person who can be hated by the ancestor must be more terrifying.

"Withdraw...quickly withdraw."

Xiaosun ran away.

"My son, what about the ancestors?"

"Death is already dead, don't worry about it, run quickly." The filial son doesn't care about his ancestors, running is the most important thing.

If the ancestor knew that he ran away to leave blood, he would definitely forgive him.

Will also be pleased to praise.

Really my good filial grandson.

"Why!"

Lin Fan sighed...

Just as he was about to collect the other party's body, a voice suddenly came from his mind.

Look up to the sky.

"Going back."