The people in Longmen were still very efficient in doing things. Just when Long Zaiye decided to do that thing, a piece of news quickly spread to the Murong family in Gusu.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rings to the passenger ship Gusu, which is now Suzhou
Suzhou, located in the southeastern part of Jiangsu Province on the shores of Taihu Lake and in the middle of the Yangtze River Delta, is a famous historical and cultural city in China. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, King Wu and his minister Wu Zixu built the city and capital here. It has a history of more than 2,500 years.
Suzhou was called Wu in ancient times, and is now simply called Suzhou. It was named Suzhou in the ninth year of Emperor Wen's reign in the Sui Dynasty. It was named after Gusu Mountain in the southwest of the city, and it has been called Suzhou to this day.
This place has always been famous for its beautiful landscapes and elegant gardens. It has the reputation of "Jiangnan gardens are the best in the world, and Suzhou gardens are the best in Jiangnan." Gardening has flourished in the past dynasties, with many famous gardens. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Suzhou became the most prosperous area in China, with private gardens everywhere.
Inside and outside the ancient city
The Murong family, which once shone brightly in the ancient martial arts world, is located in the city of Suzhou with heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below.
Gusu is the sphere of influence of the Murong family. The Murong family is the local emperor. All warriors who set foot in Suzhou will be courteous to the Murong family.
Although the Murong family no longer has the same glory as their ancestors, they are still a force that cannot be underestimated in the ancient martial arts world in the south.
In the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, a remarkable figure emerged from one of the Murong family. This man was amazingly talented. With his own efforts, he made a name for himself in Guangxi.
At that time, in the ancient martial arts world, whenever the Murong family of Cuizhu Villa in Guangxi was mentioned, they were both respected and feared.
However, after hundreds of years of ups and downs, the Murong family branch in Guangxi has long since declined. Only the authentic Murong family lineage in Gusu is still passed down to this day.
In the south of Gusu City, there is a private garden. This garden covers an area of four to five hundred acres. Among them, small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, and all the scenery in the garden can be found here.
The person who can own such a garden is certainly not an ordinary person. This is the family garden of the Murong family.
It was noon at this time, and the September sun seemed to be no different from the midsummer sun. It was still so fierce. Autumn might have begun in the north, but in the south, the momentum of summer still had the absolute upper hand.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit, a white tie, and gray hair who looked like a butler walked in quickly from the garden gate.
Walking through the garden, walking across small bridges, crossing cloisters, and walking across green grass, finally, the middle-aged man who looked like a butler walked onto a path paved with smooth stones.
At a glance, you can tell that these stones are all pebbles that have been washed away in the river for who knows how many years.
In this hot day, although the butler-looking man was wearing a suit, leather shoes and a bow tie, he didn't seem to feel hot at all, and there was no sweat on his forehead.
With steady steps and an elegant figure, it is obvious that this middle-aged man has a good level of cultivation.
At the end of this winding cobblestone path is an elegant wooden structure loft with only two floors. There are not many such lofts in this garden.
The middle-aged man walked straight to the small attic and then stopped.
"Come in!" A deep, rich voice came from the attic, and the tone in the voice seemed a bit vicissitudes of life.
"Yes!" The middle-aged man who looked like a butler walked forward respectfully, gently opened the attic door and walked in.
Soon, the middle-aged man walked out of the attic again, then closed the attic door respectfully, turned around and walked to the cobblestone path, then swayed and flew towards the largest building in the center of the garden.
and go
The middle-aged man's movement was so fast, like a gust of wind, he disappeared among the flowers, trees, pavilions and pavilions in the blink of an eye.
Half an hour later, several young disciples of the Murong family rushed out of the garden with solemn expressions, got into a black car outside the gate, and drove away.
In the city of Suzhou, cars are driving out of various elegant places or villas in the city. Among these cars, five or six are driving directly to the south of the city. Most of them are in various hypermarkets or villas in the city.
I was wandering around a scenic spot, seemingly looking for someone.
Just when something unexpected happened at Murong's house, on a beautiful forest road on the outskirts of the city, two beautiful girls were stopped by a few unruly young people.
These young people, you can tell at a glance that they are definitely the so-called second generation ancestors who rely on their family's money and have nothing to do in their free time. They focus on fighting and making trouble and teasing little girls.
"You'd better get out of the way, otherwise...!" One of the women, wearing tight cropped jeans and a white short-sleeved shirt, said with an unhappy look on her face.
"Hey, it's not difficult to ask us to get out of the way. As long as this lady gives me her phone number and tells me where you live, I will let you pass." A young man with colorfully dyed hair said frivolously.
This young man is even more ignorant of life and death. His "sexual" eyes can't help but linger on the important parts of the two women.
The two women were absolutely stunning beauties. However, at this moment, their eyebrows were raised, and their eyes widened. The group of young men in front of them really turned their stomach.
"I don't have a phone number, but I only have two fists. How about you?" Another woman with a ponytail raised her two white pink fists and said angrily.
The young men looked at each other, suddenly laughed, and said, "We want it, come hit me! I want a lot of fists like this, quack!"
These guys were laughing unscrupulously, but the two women were already livid and trembling with anger.
"Since they owe Bian, sister Murong, then we will reluctantly treat them to a fist meal!" The ponytail girl suddenly said to the woman in white shirt beside her with a sly smile.
"Well, sister, be gentle when you strike, don't beat these trash to death," the woman in white shirt said in a fierce voice.
"Haha! It made me laugh so hard. They said they were going to beat us. Your fists are used to massage us, and the malleus is pretty much the same."
However, the next moment, the playboy couldn't laugh out loud, because his mouth was already full of blood, and a tooth flew out of his mouth.
Everyone was stunned, all the laughter stopped, and they looked at the incredible scene in front of them in stunned silence.
The person who beat up this dandy was actually that stunning woman with a ponytail and a harmless look on her face.