Meng Huazhou finally chose to go in alone, leaving the two incompatible groups outside.
When he crossed the threshold, he had a panoramic view of Thunder Court.
The Thunder Courtyard was empty, as expected, there was no one, and it was as desolate as the sand that had just been blown by the strong wind.
As expected, everything was cleared from top to bottom.
Meng Huazhou himself is also a real master of martial arts. Although he has just stepped into the threshold of Sanren, his basic skills are extremely solid. He has trained his eyes and ears since he was a child, and even developed the keen intuition that can only be cultivated among countless poisonous insects. These senses tell him
:There are no Tibetans in the courtyard.
His mood changed from worry to... worry.
Another worry.
The old father was not kidnapped or harmed, but he sent out all his disciples and slaves to meet him alone. What does this mean?
I'm afraid... the deadline has come? It's time to see her for the last time.
In fact, the relationship between father and son is not good. Meng Huazhou is very resentful towards his father for his harsh training since childhood and for preventing him from pursuing his dreams. Recently, a major incident almost caused him to fall out. However, after all, the relationship between father and son has not ended. Thinking that the old man is serious about his death.
I couldn't help but feel worried and sad.
In addition to being emotionally sad, there is also concern about the situation.
Meng Tiansheng opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and he glared at Meng Huazhou and said: "I told you to shut up. You never listen to me. Even now, just listen carefully! Remember, support Cha Feiyan or Bei
Gong Qi..."
Meng Tiansheng kept his eyes closed and seemed to be concentrating, so he didn't notice Meng Huazhou's weird expressions. He just said in one breath: "Not all of them died last night. If they haven't decided the winner yet, you take them out to have sex with you."
I'm going to die soon. You can't spread the news of my death now. After you go out, lock the door and say that I want to retreat for the last time and no one is allowed to come in. Don't... don't let anyone see my death state.
, when you come back from your work and open the door, don't be surprised when you see my corpse, no matter whether it is a rotten corpse or a skeleton, or in any other state. You must come up immediately and give the sword on my body to the new owner.
Give it to him personally and let him think of you well. If the sword is gone..."
Meng Tiansheng slowly opened his eyes and said, "Come here."
Meng Tiansheng said coldly: "You still have the heart to wear mourning for me? I thought you were Tianxing's son."
Meng Huazhou was silent for another while, thinking about the words, and finally said: "What do you think of Black Widow?"
Meng Huazhou also calmed down, remembering that his father's time was running out after all, and his resentment had nowhere to go, and said: "You say it."
Meng Tiansheng stared at his son, and kept staring. He didn't know when he gradually subsided his fierceness, and could only stare for a long time. Time passed quietly little by little, and Meng Huazhou felt quite uncomfortable and moved his hands and feet.
, before he could speak, Meng Tiansheng suddenly closed his eyes again and said: "Your third uncle's matter is our brother's matter. I will go down to find him soon, and the two of us will naturally talk it over. And you still want to
Only you can do things in this world while you are alive. Can you do it?"
Meng Tiansheng said: "Shut up, listen to me. If the sword is gone, you directly announce the choice of the village owner, and then use the name of the former young village owner to vouch for the new village owner, let the village owner directly succeed to the throne, and then elect the entire village and even the five villagers
With the power of the Poison Society, I can find the Jingzhe Sword. If I don’t find the Jingzhe Sword, I won’t give up for the rest of my life..."
He stood up suddenly and looked around. Everything around him was shrouded in smoke and seemed to be slightly distorted, but there was really no one there.
When he was so distracted, most of the sadness he had felt immediately disappeared. He walked over with his hands folded and said: "Old man, you..."
He also expected Black Widow and the others to find the Sword in the Clouds for him. This could only be done in the name of setting up a question. If Black Widow came in directly and took the sword, what chance would he have if his fate was already determined?
For a moment, four words commonly used in history books flashed through Meng Huazhou's mind:
He still wanted to make a move, but Meng Tiansheng had already said repeatedly: "Did the Black Widow win? Is it really her?"
Meng Tiansheng suddenly opened his eyes and glanced over coldly. Meng Huazhou stared at him without showing any signs of weakness.
According to Meng Tiansheng's condition, it's not like this?
He grabbed Meng Tiansheng's hand and lifted it up. Meng Tiansheng remained motionless, and his arm was pulled by him like a puppet, without even the most basic reaction. Meng Huazhou lost his voice and said: "What's going on? Your body is out of control.
Is this? Is this a disease, or is it..."
For a moment, Meng Huazhou forgot all his grievances, let out a long sigh, and his eyes were red.
Meng Huazhou was surprised when he heard this, why was he looking for the Jingzhe Sword again? But when he thought about it, it made a lot of sense, but the more he thought about it, the colder he became. He kept saying: "Why do you say that? Do you know that the Jingzhe Sword can be lost?
?Why is it lost and where is it thrown? Who wants to steal it?"
Meng Huazhou looked at his father, suspicion rising in his heart. Although Meng Tiansheng spoke with strong energy, his eyes could still focus, and his tone was stronger, something was wrong. At this time, he suddenly realized: No matter what Meng Tiansheng said or what his emotions were,
He remained motionless and never made any movement.
He couldn't move. If he could move, he would be pulling Meng Huazhou nervously.
Meng Huazhou was a little anxious and said: "Forget about Cha Feiyan and Beigong Qi, they are just two trash, and you still care about them? Old man, you have been hunting geese all your life. You have pricked your eyes, and you have seen the wrong person. You didn't tell me Jingzhe
Why did the sword get lost? Well, let me ask you, if Black Widow wins the Gu fight and becomes the heir, what should we do?"
Meng Tiansheng took a breath and said, "Two things. The first is that I will choose Cha Feiyan as the next owner of the village. The second choice will be Bei Gongqi."
As soon as he entered the room, Meng Huazhou smelled a very strong aroma, but the sandalwood was mixed with the weird smell of realgar and mugwort. The aroma was too strong, forming a faint smoke in the room, and the light of the only candle was in the mist.
The middle part is extremely yellowish, making the light in the Nuan Pavilion dim and unclear.
…
Meng Huazhou was speechless for a moment. Meng Tiansheng took a breath and said: "If you don't want to inherit Jingzhe Villa, that's fine. Anyway, with your ability and ambition, you are not the best choice. I told Fei Yan and Bei Gong, no matter it is
Whoever comes to power can help you become a swordsman. This is not a lie, I have prepared the means to restrain them, and they cannot go back on their word."
This "come here" was quite strong, and he didn't look extremely weak. In fact, he was in a similar state to Meng Huazhou before he left. Before he left, Meng Tiansheng still had the energy to point at him and scold him for half an hour.
This was a continuation of the conflict between the two when they had a falling out. Meng Huazhou regained his composure and became furious, saying: "That's okay. I was the heir to the third uncle, and now it's just right to mourn for him. You forced him to death.
If you give him your son, it can only be regarded as small compensation."
Seeing that Meng Huazhou was about to speak, he snorted and said: "Stupid boy, I thought you were useless. I only dreamed about old papers with your third uncle. I didn't intend to hand over Jingzhe Villa to you, so I didn't tell you.
Remember, all seemingly uncertain results can be manipulated. For example, Cha Feiyan, he is the heir I have long been optimistic about. I specially gave him magical weapons and keys to all rooms, and also gave him all the keys to the rooms.
I told him all the information, and he was naturally invincible. I even told Mi Yiwei and asked him to protect Fei Yan's life. With a two-pronged approach, how could he... ahem... how could he fail?
"
Meng Tiansheng was startled, and then he realized what was going on, and said: "The result of the Gu fight has come out? Then who... Black Widow won? Then... the village owner..." He was lying on the bed. Once he couldn't control his expression, he seemed to be lying on the bed.
Fish on the chopping board.
Meng Tiansheng said coldly: "This woman has outside intentions and is not from my Jingzhe Villa. She is smart and capable, but she is in the wrong direction. The smarter she is, the more harm she will do. Let her be the owner of Jingzhe Villa. I am afraid that she will destroy this good thing."
The family property was used as a dowry so that she could climb high. I specifically told the protector that she must be killed."
Meng Tiansheng continued: "As for Beigong, although I didn't like him early, he has his own development plan and is very insightful. It would be good to hand Jingzhe Villa to him. Therefore, I gave him the magical weapon to save his life.
, to protect him from death. These two people will most likely survive to the end. As for the others, I only gave them the keys and arranged for them to kill each other. Even if they are lucky enough to survive, Protector Mi will eradicate them one by one."
This doesn't look like he's dying.
Meng Huazhou regained his original state of mind and said: "Yeah, I didn't expect that either. I thought I would come back and directly wear mourning for you."
Meng Huazhou listened and thought: How did he die after cheating like this? This person must be such a waste.
"Secrets don't send out mourning."
Meng Tiansheng still closed his eyes, but said slowly: "You still know how to come back?"
In the mist and mist, Meng Huazhou saw his father leaning on the couch with all the oil and lamp out.
After all, what allows everyone to participate in the Gu fight with peace of mind is the foundation of Jingzhe Villa and the intimidation of the swordsman. The rules are on the one hand, and the old owner of the village is controlling the scene on the other. According to the rules, Meng Tiansheng wants to hand over the sword to the new boss.
The master of the village can only die after that. This can ensure the smooth inheritance of the sword. It is only handed over between the masters of the village and does not give other people the opportunity to take advantage of it.
Meng Huazhou thought to himself: They can't go back on their word, there is nothing they can do now.
If it was just to ensure an orderly inheritance, if Meng Tiansheng was to die now, he would immediately call Black Widow in to pass on the Jingzhe Sword, and the dust would naturally settle. But doesn’t Meng Huazhou still have selfish motives?
Meng Huazhou said: "How could the sword not be there?"
The Gu fight is now halfway through, and a strong character has already stood out. His question has not yet been announced, and the old village owner cannot die. Once he dies, the situation will get out of control.
If Meng Tian's voice disappears now, and the sword instantly becomes an ownerless sword, this is a hidden danger.
Meng Huazhou paused for a moment and thought: These two... seem to be dead, right?
He wanted to speak bluntly, but looking at Meng Tiansheng's look, he softened his words: "We decide the owner of the village behind closed doors? Aren't we waiting for the result of the Gu fight?"
From the perspective of the overall situation of Jingzhe Villa, this problem is not bad. After all, the result of the Gu fight has been determined, and the winner is outside.
Meng Huazhou was stunned for a moment, and then he thought: Could it be that I thought wrong?
Meng Tiansheng said: "Idiot, you don't understand anything. Gu fighting is just a game. The result does not matter. In fact, it is us who have the final say. If the position of the owner of Jingzhe Villa is determined by Gu fighting alone, then
The family business has long been over."
Meng Huazhou had no choice but to turn around and answer: "Yes, you can't control the other person's skills because they are superior. A wise man will make a mistake even if he thinks a lot. Jingzhe Villa is not passed down from our ancestors, so it is not given to anyone..."
Meng Tiansheng said: "Come here...come here...I have something to say..." He seemed to be ten times weaker all of a sudden, and he was truly on his deathbed.
Meng Huazhou leaned over, getting closer and closer, and finally his ear touched his father's lips.