Twenty days later, news came from above that Jiri was preparing to move.
Finally, it was the turn of the inner storage utensils, which made everyone's hearts drop. They had been tossing them for several years, and they were just waiting to finish moving and return to the original slow pace.
It’s not about how responsible they are, but the order from above. Whoever loses it should make up for it. No one can shirk responsibility.
As soon as there is a profit, everyone can't help but lift their spirits. This mention means that the years have passed and the heart is tired.
Hou Ting left a lot of belongings to Lao Zhu, the manager, and said, "I may have to be busy over at Langya Mountain for a while, and I may not be back in a year or two. You can decide on your own if you have something to do."
Lao Zhu looked at the belongings he left behind. It was obviously beyond the normal range. His face tightened and he said, "Master... you won't just abandon us like this, will you?"
Hou Zi sighed, "Of course not, but who can tell clearly what's going on in cultivation? I can't give you an answer right now about how to deal with it here, but you have nothing to do with cultivation, so you don't have anything to worry about."
Lao Zhu hesitated for a moment. Although he was not a cultivator, he had seen too many human relationships at the age of several decades. He knew that such an abnormality might be unusual.
"What about those people? What do they do?"
Hou Zi's heart moved. This was another secret that he had not been able to touch. So, how difficult is it to pretend to be a person, especially a practitioner? This is why he must complete his goal as soon as possible and leave quickly. I really can’t pretend.
He didn't know how to answer, how to answer wrongly; because he didn't even know who those people were.
A moment of kindness gave him more wealth, but such a small flaw was caught by a mortal old man. Human abilities can be divided into ordinary things, but in terms of wisdom, they really cannot be divided into ordinary things.
His slight hesitation was immediately caught by the sensitive Lao Zhu. He had been with this master for fifty years and had been an errand in the Liu Mansion since he was a child. Some things cannot be completely concealed through cultivation methods.
Heartbroken, "You are not the master..."
After saying that, he turned around and staggered away, his back looking even older.
Hou Ting stood there stunned, with countless thoughts swirling in his mind, the strongest of which was to kill someone and silence them.
He couldn't find a second way to eliminate this loophole. This was the first time in his life that he had attacked a mortal. This was a hurdle.
His body involuntarily walked out towards the empty back garden. Lao Zhu was standing by the pond in the back garden, as if he had found a cemetery for himself. He knew he couldn't run away, so he didn't even think about it.
Kneeling by the pond, not regretting whether he should say this or not, he forced himself into such a situation. For a mortal, at his age, he is already walking the last part of the journey, so it doesn't matter.
He has no consciousness, but he knows that this false master will definitely see and hear him.
"This is a secret. Those people are actually your relatives, oh, they are Liu Yishou's relatives.
He also has a family, but he is not very motivated, and there are no cultivators among his descendants, so he changed his surname a hundred years ago, from Liu to Zhu, with the intention of retaining... No outsiders know about this, because Yishou ancestors have a good life Having a child is a very accidental thing. My ancestor was very romantic when he was young.
You are not him, I have always suspected it, and I knew as soon as you heard those people's reactions that the real ancestor would not react like this."
Kneeling straight up, "My ancestors have long said that people in this industry will have this day sooner or later, and there is no way to escape it. We are warned that we will never take revenge, so you don't have to tell me who you are.
My surname is also Zhu, and I am the only one who knows your authenticity. Of course you can kill me, but please let me, the Zhu family, go. I know you have the means, and if you want to know, I can't hide anything from you."
He lowered his head and exposed his neck, "This place is very good, there is no need for a coffin. There is a snapping turtle in the pond, and it has been hungry for a long time."
The reason why I tell you this is because you gave me more property. I think you are going to take action in Wumen. If you can think of leaving some property for us mortals at such a moment, at least you are a person with limits. , so I take the liberty to ask for it.
The Liu family no longer has the surname Liu, our surname is now Zhu."
Hou Zi looked at the old man with a complicated expression, his mood was extremely complicated; he was a man who wanted to kill with all his heart, but he did not expect that he would fall into such a dilemma when facing a mortal old man.
A very scheming old man who has become better with age.
He must make a choice, whether to kill Lao Zhu now to ensure his absolute safety, or to insist on something illusory.
The former is safe now, but he doesn't know what will be waiting for him in the future, which is a very metaphysical thing; the latter will not lose his heart in the Tao, but the current safety is full of variables, and it all depends on a person. Between mortal thoughts.
Shaking his head, in this chaotic world, no one is simple, "Kill that snapping turtle, our ancestor is gone, so there is no need to arrange such a thing to destroy the corpse and eliminate traces."
Slowly exiting the back garden, he decided to gamble on his luck; before he returned to the study, he saw Lao Zhu sighing in his consciousness,
"No, only after I die will they be able to completely take the surname Zhu and have nothing to do with the world of cultivation. I know too much..."
His body slowly slid towards the pond, and a short blade was inserted into his heart... There was a water line approaching quickly in the center of the pond, and the smell of blood attracted the snapping turtle.
Hou Zi slapped his forehead and realized that he had been morally kidnapped by an old mortal man.
There may be some mental problems, but the real trouble for him is not here. The real trouble is that the Liu Yishou he found does not seem to be a simple character.
Why would a cultivator in his prime let his descendants change their names?
What does it mean that bad results will come sooner or later in their line of work? It would make sense if he was an ascetic who worked hard outside, but he is just a warehouse manager who has been staying at the mountain gate without risk. How can this happen? What danger?
How come there are snapping turtles in the pond? Is this necessary?
Why did Lao Zhu say that he knew too much and had to die to keep the secret?
Does Liu Yishou have other identities besides being a treasury manager?
His image of being greedy and lustful is just a facade, just to cover up a deeper secret?
If he had known it was such a thing, he would not have attacked such people, and there were many other targets. For him now, what he hates most is getting involved in troubles with inexplicable effects. His biggest problem is how to refine the flying sword. Forming.
An originally simple problem was complicated by him, but he didn't know what the problem was?
