The day we returned to Chuncheng was the second day after Mu Qingshan’s widow and his youngest son arrived in the motherland.

Having settled in Bangkok for nearly twenty years, both Mu Qingshan's widow and youngest son had a strong sense of strangeness to the motherland. If it weren't for the death of Mu Qingshan and Mu Shiwei, the two would never have returned to such a strange place.

In fact, they were rescued by me from the private prison of the Deadly Demonic.

The two of them were originally going to be hostages.

A big battle, and in addition to grief, many things can never be returned.

However, what made the two of them happy was that when they returned to their motherland, they received the warmest reception. In order to see the arrival of the mother and son, the Chuncheng Bureau of the Southern Yunnan Bureau specially vacated the best house in the unit compound. Not only did they settle the two people who came in a hurry, but they also arranged for Mu Qingshan's widow to interpret the work in the bureau and arranged the best kindergarten for the child.

With the special care of the provincial bureau, once this child shows certain talents, he will be included in the training system within the system and become a practitioner.

And it was under such circumstances that I met the mother and son.

After meeting and exchanging a few clichés, there was no more words to say.

Mu Qingshan's widow's emotions towards me were very complicated. If it weren't for me, maybe Mu Qingshan and his daughter wouldn't have died. The same is true. Without me, she wouldn't have been rescued and had the opportunity to live a new life.

How to deal with it?

This is a difficult problem.

I can't explain the cruelty of this reality to a little woman who has been immersed in a happy life for a long time, and I can't even tell her that Kang Keyu killed Mu Qingshan and Mu Shiwei only because he was in a bad mood.

Just leave the ugliness of the world to us. Ordinary people would rather see less and their lives may be happier.

I left and left a lot of money to the relevant leaders of the Southern Yunnan Provincial Bureau as the future education expenses for the child and the source of living for the mother and son.

After a simple farewell drink with my colleagues from the Southern Yunnan Bureau, I also came with the Bu Yu and the Little White Fox.

They returned to Kyoto and I went to Jinling.

The three of them broke up at the airport. The little white fox no longer had the temper of a little girl sticking to me. She was quiet and quiet, but it made me feel a little uncomfortable.

Or a little disappointed.

However, the little girl, she will eventually grow up and will eventually leave me.

The plane arrived in Jinling. Instead of going back to Maoshan, I went to Nannan to walk. After providing some funds, I met with Fang Hongjin, the owner of Ciyuan Pavilion, in Qinhuai District.

The reason why I went to Fang Hongjin was not only about reminiscing about the past, but mainly about business.

Or in simple terms, it is called money laundering.

Of course, the origin of this money can withstand the scrutiny of any political department. As most of the accumulation of the Bangkok drug lord Suza in his life, it is a huge fortune. However, if these things are taken out at once, they are very likely to be depreciated and sold at a low price. If I want it to have a virtuous cycle, I must find someone who knows what he knows and will not lie to me to take over the matter.

Then Ciyuan Pavilion, which has a long-term cooperative relationship with me, broke into my vision.

As the most profitable businessman in the world of cultivation, Fang Hongjin has a unique temperament and has a good relationship with me. However, when I took out so much money, his first reaction was not surprising, but a little disappointed.

He thought it was another big tool made by the Tianshan Shenchi Palace, but he didn't expect it to be such a pile of pickled things.

Regarding money, when it comes to such a level, I really don’t take it much in my heart.

However, when he heard my idea of ​​using this money to build a charity fund, he became interested. After communicating and exchanging with me, he decided to have Ciyuan Pavilion come forward to build this foundation with me, committed to supporting education, veteran assistance and a series of related matters that promote positive energy in society.

We only took half an hour to settle the property, but we spent a whole day on the foundation's charter, scope and procuratorial system.

Big people do not value profit when doing things, but focus on being at ease.

After the negotiations, it was already time for the lights to start. I shook hands with Fang Hongjin and his two assistants to say goodbye. I had just sent off the three of them, but I heard someone calling me behind me.

I turned around and it turned out to be Dai Qiaojie and Xiao Dapao's wife.

At this moment, Dai Qiaojie is no longer the resolute and decisive young woman she was in the past. She was dressed simply and calmly, but she was the head of the Jinling Municipal Bureau. Next to her, there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with ice-skinned skin and jade-like bones.

This little girl is named Xiao Luqi, and she is the daughter of Xiao Dapao and Dai Qiaojie. I have seen her when she was a little brat, but she didn't expect that she would grow up so big in a flash.

Time drives people to grow old!

I haven't seen Sister Dai Qiao and I for many years. Since we met, we happened to have dinner together. We talked about the past and talked about Xiao Dapao's current situation. Sister Dai Qiao's emotions came and she kept complaining to me about Xiao Dapao's man Lu.

The couple has been separated for almost twenty years, and they are together for a long time, as if they are not a family.

Regarding this matter, Dai Qiaojie urged Xiao Dapao countless times to ask him to mention the internal adjustment to the above, but Xiao Dapao has been rejected, saying that the northwest is unstable, and he is a pillar and cannot leave.

Sister Dai Qiao thought about transferring her work to the northwest, but was rejected by Xiao Dapao, saying that he had too many enemies in the northwest border and could not rest assured.

Speaking of this, Sister Dai Qiao complained to me: "Look, what this old guy said. If I had known this, I wouldn't have looked for a guy like him to avoid being a widow. I tell you, if I hadn't known that he didn't raise a little vixen there, maybe one day I would have had their own family and divorced my brother Xiao!"

After all, Sister Dai Qiao still has the temper of the Iron Lady back then and speaks very well, while her daughter seems much silent and is eating silently beside her.

The little girl is quite elegant. She ate a small mouthful, a small mouthful, and after a long time, she still hasn't seen the bottom of a small bowl of rice.

It is difficult for a clean official to settle family affairs, and I cannot comment too much on the emotional life between Xiao Dapao and Dai Qiaojie. I just advised her kindly, saying that Boss Xiao is in the northwest and is the backbone of the country and has sacrificed a lot. Some things can be supported, more supportive, understand, and more understanding.

After dinner, I couldn't resist the Xianglin Sao-style nagging of Sister Dai Qiao, so I didn't stay for a long time, but I was full of sympathy for the quiet little girl next to me.

Before leaving, I picked a hairpin from the Tianshan Shenchi Palace as a meeting gift and gave it to her and told her my contact information. If there is anything, I can ask Uncle Chen for help.

Before I knew it, I had become an uncle.

We are all getting old.

Looking at Xiao Luqi, I couldn't help but feel a strange feeling, thinking that maybe I should also consider the important thing about the reproduction of life.

I went back to Maoshan overnight because time could no longer be delayed.

In fact, as early as when I was still staying in Southeast Asia to deal with the follow-up matters, Liu Xuedao, the elder of the Punishment Hall, had already taken the six elders of the Punishment Hall to drive away the corpses from southern Yunnan, crossed mountains and ridges, and returned to Jurong Maoshan.

Although they hid the corpse at night, they were all in hiding the body.

By the time I returned to China, there was already a lot of controversy in the world. Anyone with a better knowledge of this matter.

Maoshan is powerful abroad and turns the son of the Nanyang owl who offended Maoshan's dignity into a living dead person and takes him back all the way.

When I was in Chuncheng, I heard people mention this reputation several times.

The day after I returned to Maoshan, I happened to catch up with the public trial meeting for Monk Zhifan. Because this matter also involved another major practice sect, Hangkong Temple, Maoshan also invited eight major practice sects, including Hangkong Temple, and the location was set at the peak Taoist temple when Maoshan opened the mountain gate.

Among the eight major sects of practice, Qingcheng, Longhu, Laoshan, and Kunlun, were present.

This is a feast in the world, and the judge is Yang Zhixiu, a Maoshan dialect.

As the main god who controls the entire public trial, Yang Zhixiu showed strong control methods and communication skills with his long-sleeved and good dance. No one of the fellows from all over the world who came from afar could point out the reason.

Maoshan made sufficient preparations and listed the twelve major crimes for Monk Zhifan.

Some people call this the "Tokyo Trial" in the world of cultivation. I am unable to complain about this statement. In fact, except for watching, I basically did not participate in the public trial.

I have done what I should do, and leave the rest to those who want to show off.

I don't have a name.

I am just protecting Maoshan for the Master whom he has fought for all his life.

However, even though Yang Zhixiu attracted everyone's attention like a full moon, no one would ignore me hiding in the corner and watching the public trial quietly.

It was this guy, the big disciple of Maoshan's outer sect, who led two subordinates to chase the murderer for thousands of miles, and cooperated with Maoshan Punishment Hall to seize this monk Zhifan from Kang Ke from the Nanyang devil.

Who is Kang Keyu?

Anyone with some knowledge knows that he is the top leader in the Nanyang world. His status here is like the mysterious King of Heaven's Left Envoy Wang Xinjian.

The final result was stabbed to death with one sword.

Awesome, Maoshan is so awesome this time.

After the public trial, Monk Zhifan confessed to his crimes and was finally sentenced to three swords and nine holes. As the relevant party to the case, Xuankongsi said that he had no objection.

Next was the entertainment of Maoshan. I was not interested in it, so I went to the back mountain and met my wife. I still remember what kind of surprise came from my heart when I saw Xiaoyan’s junior sister, with her hands folded and her fingers putting her pulse that day.
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