Mingguang Base City, Shangcheng District, Xue family’s old residence.
As the top clan in the base city, the Xue family's old house is obviously a bit too crude.
There are only three wooden attic buildings with three floors and damaged roof tiles.
There is a small pool between the three attics, and a rough old locust tree stands crookedly beside the pool.
The fluffy crown of the tree was covered with branches and branches, and it was obvious that it had not been pruned, and the few leaves that were scattered all looked gray.
Everything here seems incompatible with the glamorous uptown area.
Ruined, depressed.
There was a chessboard on the locust tea table under the tree, and Xue Mingfang accompanied his father to quietly sip tea.
"Mingfang."
"Yes." Xue Mingfang put down his teacup and waited quietly for his father to ask questions.
The skinny old man seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind at any time. He was enjoying the shade with squinted eyes. "Why didn't Zhengyang come today?"
Xue Mingfang said, "Dad, didn't Zhengyang come here just yesterday?"
"Oh?"
Xue Mingfang smiled elegantly and said, "Dad, don't try to trick me. You know, I'm not born to play chess. In your hands, I've never been able to make more than forty moves."
"How about I give you six sons?" The old man became interested.
Xue Mingfang spread his hands and said, "Then why don't you give me the chessboard too!"
"Master! It's not good...Young Master, Second Young Master, he!!"
Xue Zhen stood up tremblingly, clasping his hands behind his back, and the old servant who hurried over immediately shut up.
"Take me there!" Xue Zhen lowered his gaze and said in a deep voice.
In one of the attics, two female guards wearing hooded black robes were kneeling tremblingly by the door. Xue Mingyang was lying unconscious on a small bed in the house. The white gown had turned dark red, and the smell of blood was
Tangy.
"what happened?"
The old servant lowered his voice and said, "The second young master said this morning that he wanted to go outside the city for a visit, but he looked like this when he came back."
"Say!" Xue Ming took a step forward and looked down at Xue Mingyang's guards.
"Yes, he is the owner of the Lin family's Doomsday Restaurant! A young man! He poisoned the young master!"
Xue Mingfang shook his fingertips and looked at his father.
"Ge Wu, take her down."
"Yes." The old servant in gray responded.
"follow me!"
The female guard suddenly panicked and screamed, "No, no, I'm telling the truth! I didn't lie! I won't go! I won't go!!"
Xue Zhen remained unmoved.
The female guard opened her hood, revealing a beautiful face, but a long and narrow white scar from her forehead to the left side of her face ruined this beauty.
The female guard looked at Xue Mingfang with horrified eyes and begged, "Master, save me, I really didn't lie!"
Kneeling on the ground, he hugged Xue Mingfang's legs and grabbed his pants tightly, "Uncle, save me, please, for the sake of..."
The female guard had tears in her eyes, her pear blossoms were wet with rain, and her pleading look made Xue Mingfang couldn't help but think of the two of them who had been entangled and deeply in love at that time...
no!
Xue Mingfang glanced at his father from the corner of his eyes, his eyes empty, like clay sculptures.
Xue Zhen scolded coldly, "Ge Wu!"
Ge Wu, who was dressed in gray, bowed slightly to Xue Zhen, and gently pressed the back of the female guard's head with his left hand. The female guard immediately fell to the ground softly.
Ge Wu held her collar and left the attic lightly.
"you say."
"Yes." Another female guard knelt down deeply, almost lying on the ground, "Second Master took us to Lin's Tavern outside the city. Colonel Leng Han of the garrison, Huang Dashan, captain of the Panshan Hunting Team, Zhao
The young master Zhao Ziyu was present at the scene. The second master drank a glass of wine, called Wucai Snake King Wine, which sold for one million points. After that, he was covered in blood. The owner of the restaurant said that for one million points, he would give the Xue family a fourth-level drink.
"
Xue Mingfang and his father looked at each other, and Xue Zhen waved his hand, "You go down."
The female guard tried hard twice before she got up from the ground and retreated silently.
"One million, a fourth-level gift to the Xue family? What do you mean?" Xue Mingfang looked at his second brother who was covered in blood, and bursts of complicated emotions began to overwhelm him.
Xue Zhen frowned and placed one hand on Xue Mingyang's pulse.
Suddenly his face suddenly changed from green to white, "Little thief! How brave!!"
"Father, how is my second brother?"
At this time, Xue Mingyang, who was in a coma, suddenly twitched violently, his face was ferocious, his teeth collided and made a creaking sound, and a lot of foam came out of his mouth.
Xue Mingfang's eyes narrowed, and Xue Zhen turned away from Xue Mingyang and squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Pass this on, old man, I will personally visit Lin Chou in the near future."
Xue Mingfang buried his head deeply, his eyes touched the ground, and said respectfully, "Yes, father."
"Also, I don't want to see what happened to that woman just now again."
"..., yes, father!"
Second Young Master Xue from Jiushan Palace went outside the city and was carried into the Xue family's old house covered in blood.
On that day, there was news from the Xue family that Xue Zhen, the head of the Xue family, was going to personally visit a man named Lin Chou.
Jiushan Palace has existed in the base city for more than a hundred years. It is a famous clan with intricate roots and luxuriant branches.
There are countless people in Mingguang who rely on Jiushan Palace. Even if the toilet in the Xue family collapsed, it would be discussed by some good people for three days.
Xue Ershao, Lin Chou, Jiushan Palace, small restaurant.
Those who do good things talk about it, but those who know about it are surprisingly silent.
At Market No. 7, Bao Er nodded and bowed to send away a financial backer, and twisted around, "Hey, Captain Mu! Good morning!"
Mu Qingwu nodded, "Bao Er, business is good. Is there any good news today?"
Bao Er smiled so hard that his gums were exposed, and he looked around proudly.
Did you see that? Those of you who are messing around in the wilderness and greeting me are all bosses of various hunting teams!
"Team Mu, news came from outside yesterday. About 900 kilometers southwest, several third-order iron trees have bloomed and will bloom in the next few days!"
Mu Qingwu's eyes lit up, but then he hesitated and said, "Is there anything else?"
"Those iron trees haven't bloomed in thirty years. I don't know how many third-level magic plant essences are hidden. Let me tell you...wait a minute, Boss Mu, did I hear you right? You don't want to go.
??" Bao Er choked.
Mu Qingwu looked around, "On the nine-hundred-mile mountain road, you need to carry at least two thousand liters of spare fuel every time. There is not so much room in the car. I'm afraid there are many people waiting there, right? Counting the battle losses.
, it’s not cost-effective, you’d better look at something else.”
Bao Er curled his lips covertly, "My brother Mu! You can't settle your account like this! How much is two thousand liters of Yuanjing fuel? Is forty thousand enough? Besides, isn't your car always stored at the Lin Family Primary School outside the city?
For the pavilion, we still need to reduce the mileage by another 400 kilometers."
When Mu Qingwu faced this businessman from the ordinary collection team, his eyes suddenly flickered, and he blushed unconsciously, "Forget it, I'll leave first, I have something else to do."
He threw a dark green note to Bao Er.
With sharp eyes, Bao Er saw Mu Qingwu walking along the path of Market No. 7 towards the parking lot, getting into a modified car with a huge bone horn on the front and driving away.
Rolling his eyes, "Mu Qingwu, a notoriously tough guy, how could he drive the car back? He had a falling out with Boss Lin?"