The surrounding environment is very beautiful, with green grass, mixed peanut trees, and grass and insects flying around. The hut is like a small white flower in an empty valley, standing quietly by the stream.
There was a well by the stream, and he was puzzled. Wu Ming picked up a stone and threw it into the well. Bubbles kept popping up, and he frowned and said, "What a deep well!"
"Let's bring the things here." Ding Ziyi didn't pay much attention to it and said excitedly. Naturally, she loved the scenery very much.
He did as he was told and arranged the hut. No matter who the owner of the hut was, Wu Ming and his two men came in.
There was only one small bed in the hut, but it could sleep two people. Ding Ziyi knew what Wu Ming was thinking when he looked at the bed, but he didn't say much, but put the white flowers collected outside beside the bed.
"Go get a bucket of water and let's clean it up." Ding Ziyi said with a smile, "There is some dust on the windowsill and the table is not very clean. Go quickly!"
Wu Ming picked up the small wooden bucket in the hut and came to the well. The power in his body began to surge. The closer he got to the well, the stronger the surge. When he brought up the water and touched the cool well water with his hand, he was shocked.
.
Well water actually contains the same energy as in the body.
Intruder!
There was an intruder in the well water. Wu Ming was shocked to find that the reason why the intruder in his body was ready to move was because he had met the same kind. If the intruder was alive, then the feeling in his body would be the joy of meeting his companion. For some reason, Wu Ming felt in his heart
Feeling the same as the intruder.
The intruders in the well water were extremely rare and were absorbed by Wu Ming in an instant.
With doubts in his eyes, Wu Ming carried the water into the hut and said with a smile: "The environment is pretty good."
Ding Ziyi found a mirror next to the bed. There were strange carvings on the mirror. She seemed to have seen the mirror somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for the moment.
"What a beautiful mirror." Ding Ziyi said in surprise, "Look at the top."
Wu Ming leaned over and saw a beautiful flower engraved on the back of the mirror, with a poem written on both sides of the flower.
The sky is covered with frost over the ten-mile flat lake, and every inch of blue hair is filled with worries about the past.
Looking at the moon shape alone to protect each other, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.
With anger and confusion in his mind, Wu Ming said: "It seems that a couple once lived here."
"Yes." Ding Ziyi frowned, "but the poem is filled with sadness, do you feel it?"
Wu Ming nodded, looked around carefully, and found a brocade box as dark as ink placed in the window on the door. Wu Ming took it down, blew on it, and the dust on the brocade box flew away, and his emotions showed his life trajectory in the sunlight.
When Wu Ming saw this, his heart moved slightly, as if he had understood something, but it was not clear. The feeling was fleeting, and Wu Ming did not know that he had just missed a wonderful martial arts realm.
"What?" Ding Ziyi smiled.
Wu Ming shook his head and said: "You'll know when you open it. I always feel that this place is unusual. And the old well in front of the door seems to be calling me."
"Calling you?" Ding Ziyi said in surprise. She is not an ordinary person and has a lot of experience. She can understand some unusual things, especially when they happen to the people she loves.
"There is something in the old well, which may be the key to our trip." Wu Ming said solemnly, and then opened the brocade box.
It was empty. There was only a concave circular trace inside the brocade box, as if it was waiting for something. The brocade box was inlaid with green leaves as wide as a little finger, but they were not real leaves, but made of an unknown substance.
The leaves are very cool. If you touch them with your hands, you will feel a chill on your back.
"This looks like a jewelry box." Ding Ziyi said strangely, "It's quite beautiful."
"Ah!" When Ding Ziyi took the brocade box, her finger was cut, and blood dripped on the brocade box, making a sizzling sound.
Wu Ming picked up Ding Ziyi's finger and put it in his mouth, sucking on it.
"There is disinfectant in the package," Wu Ming spat out, took out the medicine from the package, applied it on it, and said, "I didn't expect the leaves in the box to be so sharp."
When Wu Ming placed the brocade box on the table, he did not see that the leaves in the brocade box suddenly flashed red and then returned to normal.
When Ding Ziyi saw that she was injured and Wu Ming looked seriously worried, her heart warmed, and she suddenly became dizzy and fell down.
"Ziyi——" Wu Ming's voice sounded in his ears, vaguely, and it felt like it was getting farther away.
...Husen Villa, Nalan Family, Huhai City.
Nalan Qian drank tea quietly and looked at the sky outside the gate. Below her sat several middle-aged people, all of whom were senior elders or elites of the Nalan family.
Wu Cuihua was also there, sitting at the top, squinting her old eyes, shaking her cane, enjoying Nalan Qingshu's backbeat, humming in her mouth. Only this old man was enjoying it in the hall, and the others were eerily quiet. Everyone
Everyone knows that Nalan Qian was able to secure her position in the family, all because of the old man in front of her.
Wu Cuihua, the cousin of Wu Gang in Wujialing, has an extraordinary influence. Others may not know Wujialing, but one of the largest families in Shanghai knows the horror of Wujialing. The four ancient families dare not directly attack its peak. Because
Wu Gang's existence has the title of the best player in the world.
The best player in the world, he has been famous for more than 20 years, and no one has pulled him down from the altar. He has been firmly on the altar for 20 years, which shows Wu Gang's terrifying strength. In the eyes of many people, especially Wujialing, Wu Gang is obsessed with him.
He is already a god.
Wu Cuihua undoubtedly had a very personal mission, with a clear-cut banner. When he was beating his back, Erlang raised his feet and rubbed his feet with his dry fingers, up and down, left and right. But no one looked at Wu Cuihua's movements.
Nose, nose and mind, like an old monk entering concentration.
Nalan Qian cleared her throat, put down the tea cup in her hand, and spoke: "Ancestor, do you think we can start the family meeting? It's been two hours, and you haven't even lectured me yet."
Wu Cuihua made an ouch, withdrew the hand that was rubbing her feet, touched the tip of her nose again, and shouted: "Yes, today is a family meeting. I thought everyone was fine and went home to check it out. It turns out that it is a family meeting. The meeting is going to be held. It is going to be held."
Qian'er, just speak. I'll just listen."
Nalan Qian smiled awkwardly and said to the people below: "As usual, there is no need to hold a meeting. But something happened recently that is closely related to our Nalan family, and we need to be accommodating. Everyone knows the dressing table passed down by our ancestors.
, as the dowry for Xueer’s marriage, it is still in the Ding family.”
No one answered. Everyone knew about this and understood that Nalan Qian still had something to say.
Nalan Qian sighed: "It wasn't just who leaked the news and let the Ding family know the secret. They transported the things back to Shanghai City two months ago and prepared for trading, along with the priceless century-old snow lotus seeds. I didn't expect it to happen.
Accidentally, it was snatched away."
The crowd was in an uproar.
The dressing table is a very old thing. It was passed down many years ago and is an heirloom of the Nalan family. In order to survive, it was reluctantly given to the Ding family. The Ding family also promised not to reveal the secret.
Unexpectedly, the Ding family not only broke their promise, but also used it in exchange.
"Master, this is the fault of the Ding family. Back then, the Nalan family was under huge pressure and gave the stuff to the Ding family. The Ding family didn't crack it and wanted to use it for trade. It's absolutely unforgivable!" Nalan Qian was sitting there.
The person below spoke with anger in his tone. This person is Na
After the death of Nalan Qian's husband, Lan Xiong, the person who might eventually succeed the family head, did not make any extraordinary move after losing his position as the head of the family. This is surprising to many people. Moreover, he also tried his best to promote Nalan Xue's marriage.
, when the thing was gone, he was the first to get angry.
Nalan Qian was extremely disgusted with Nalan Xiong. If it weren't for him, Nalan Xue, Ding Ziyi's mother, would not have married into the Ding family and become the third wife of the Ding family. In the end, she would have died of depression.
"Second brother, although the Ding family is wrong, the deal is done. Now the Ding family actually wants the Nalan family to reveal some secrets. This is what needs to be solved." Nalan Qian said solemnly.
Nalanxiong nodded and said: "Indeed, it was precisely because of our marriage with the Ding family that our Nalan family was able to develop in Shanghai City, and it was called the same as the Zhuge family and the Murong family. I believe everyone will not forget the credit for the assassination. Father's
Only then did he leave the family business to me. But the Ding family has become more and more disgraceful this year. Recently, they have become very close to the Zhuge family and often attack us. Several underground casinos of the Nalan family were taken away by the police, which is Zhuge family.
The family’s informant.”
The Nalan family used to be a gangster, but now they still have a strong underworld aura. It is impossible to get rid of it for a while. They don't want to inherit the Zhuge family as a noble family. The Murong family has a say in the army. The Nalan family can only rely on other big forces.
Only then can it continue to develop, and among them, the family heirloom, Murong Xue, became the target of the transaction in exchange for the family's interests.
"It was also the second brother's credit that the Nalan family was able to develop back then," Nalan Qian said lightly, "Then let the second brother handle the third young master of the Ding family."
Nalanxiong smiled and said, "No problem."
"However, I need all the rights to speak outside." Nalanxiong said, "This way I won't be constrained in doing things."
Nalan Qian's brows twitched slightly, half-smiling but not smiling, staring at Nalan Xiong.
Nalanxiong looked at each other without fear.
"Okay, I promise you." Nalan Qian smiled.
Doubt flashed in Nalanxiong's eyes, but it quickly passed away. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of things."
Next are some specific affairs of the Nalan family.
Two hours passed quickly, and Wu Cuihua still had her eyes closed. Even after the meeting, she still did not open her eyes. She was just an observer and would never express an opinion. But without her presence, it would not be a family meeting.
After the meeting, everyone dispersed. Wu Cuihua opened her eyes and looked at the sky outside.
"What do ancestors think?" Nalan Qian asked.
"Let them be." Wu Cuihua smiled.
"Yes." Nalan Qian wanted to ask, but saw that Wu Cuihua didn't seem to care, so she stopped talking.
"Ancestor, can Qingshu ask you a question?" Nalan Qingshu asked curiously.
Wu Cuihuaen hummed: "Just tell me."
"Are you really relieved, uncle..." Nalan asked in the love letter.
Wu Cuihua smiled and said: "Don't worry, very don't worry, if it weren't for him, our family would really be torn apart."
In the pavilion ten miles away from the Husen Villa, Nalanxiong stood respectfully aside, looking fearfully at a modest background.
"What did Wu Cuihua say?" the man said calmly.
Nalanxiong said respectfully: "I didn't say anything."
"snort!"
The temperature in the air dropped sharply, and the man turned around, and it turned out to be Ding Chunqiu, the peerless master of the Ding family.
