The twelfth day of the first month.

The sky was drizzling.

Obviously, winter has no intention of leaving, but in this drizzle, there is a little taste of spring.

At midnight, the sky began to whiten.

Shen Mu was dressed in white, left the Jinming Pavilion alone, and walked in the direction of the Shen Mansion.

Upstairs, Xuan Cheng and He Xian stood side by side by the window, their eyes moving with the figure gradually moving away downstairs.

"Let him go alone, is it really okay?" Xuan Cheng said this, and he felt awkward.

After He Xian smiled, he withdrew his gaze from looking into the distance, turned his head to look at Xuan Cheng, and asked, "Listen to my uncle, you went to find him yesterday?"

Xuan Cheng's expression stiffened slightly, and then he smiled and nodded in acknowledgement.

"You can go straight to me. Why bother looking for the near and the farthest. He Xian said.

Xuan Cheng became more and more embarrassed, raised his hand and scratched his head, and made an excuse: "Didn't I meet you yesterday!"

He Xian looked at him, and his expression suddenly became more serious: "Xuan Cheng, between us, we should be friends, right?"

Xuan Cheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded: "Of course it is." ”

"As a friend, I want to ask you a question. He Xian said with a deep groan.

Xuan Cheng looked at his expression, and probably guessed what He Xian wanted to ask, and after hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "You ask." ”

"What is the relationship between you and Qi Lingmen?" He Xian's voice sank slightly.

Xuan Cheng was silent for a moment before he replied, "As a friend, I can answer you." However, I hope you can keep it a secret for me. ”

He Xian nodded in agreement.

"Qi Lingmen once had three doors and nine veins. I am the only one left in the Xuantian One of the Nine Veins. Xuan Cheng said, and suddenly sighed again: "Actually, when I started, Qi Lingmen was already gone. My senior brother took in the apprentices on behalf of the teacher and passed on my swordsmanship. Rather than being a descendant of the Xuantian lineage, I actually feel more like a grave keeper. ”

"That empty mountain is a tomb?" He Xian was slightly surprised: "Who is buried in that tomb?"

Xuan Cheng shrugged: "I don't know either." I've never been in there, and I can't get in. ”

He Xian looked at him, was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What are you going to do if my uncle and they don't agree to your conditions?"

Xuan Cheng glanced at him, and immediately replied with a wry smile: "What else can I do?" But the various prohibitions on the empty mountain, with the strength of your Great Sword Sect, if you want to forcibly break through, it is not impossible, but the price will be very large. This price, you Dajian Sect may not be able to afford it. After all, on this continent now, it seems to be calm, but in fact it is not calm. Yun Zezong suddenly stretched out his hand to the Jin Kingdom, and your Great Sword Sect didn't even notice it, don't you think there is something wrong here?"

"It's true that there are some problems. He Xian didn't hide it, and nodded generously in admission. Then he asked: "Since you are sure that it is unlikely that our Great Sword Sect will forcibly capture the Empty Mountain, then why do you have to take a step back and take the lead in talking to them? Those conditions, even if you are the descendant of the Xuantian lineage of the Qiling Sect, I am afraid that you will have to suffer from the flesh, right?"

Xuan Cheng pursed his lips: "It's really a little painful, but I'm a person who is afraid of trouble, and it's better to spread out these things and make them clear earlier than to keep worrying about them." Do you say?"

He Xian looked at him, and a hint of hesitation suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Cheng asked curiously.

He Xian hesitated for a moment before he said, "If, I mean if, invite you to the Great Sword Gate as an offering, are you willing?"

Xuan Cheng was taken aback when he heard this, and looked at He Xian, although he didn't think he was joking, but how could He Xian have the final say in this kind of thing, so he didn't take it seriously in his heart, and joked with a smile: "The worship threshold of your Great Sword Gate is so low?"

He Xian laughed: "It depends on who it is." You are younger than me, you are already in the pyloric realm, and your future achievements will definitely not be under the Tianfu realm, so such a talent naturally has to start as soon as possible!"

Xuan Cheng was a little embarrassed by him, Hehe smiled and said twice after the award, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, his expression changed slightly, and he said suspiciously: "How can I listen to what you mean, as long as I agree, this matter will be the same?"

He Xian smiled, hesitated for a moment, and said, "As you said before, the Great Sword Sect also has a lot of problems now. The Qingliang Peak where I am is is not as good as the other peaks, I want you to help me, I wonder if you are willing?"

Xuan Cheng's expression became serious now, and he looked at He Xian carefully, still a little incredulous, and asked, "Are you serious?"

"Hmm. He Xian nodded.

Xuan Cheng pursed his lips and was silent. Enshrine this suggestion, it is not a trivial matter, he is not alone, he still has an empty mountain on his back, this matter must be carefully considered.

After thinking for a moment, Xuan Cheng replied, "How about I think about it for a day?"

He Xian naturally had no opinion, and after smiling, the two turned their heads to look out the window together. On the street, there was no Shen Muzhi for a long time.

In Shen Fuzhong, the atmosphere was a little tense at this time.

Shen Muzhi stood in front of the mourning hall, looking at the tablet on the mourning table, and there was not much grief in his heart.

He didn't kneel or cry, this kind of calm performance was a bit like a stranger, which made the cousins of the Shen family very dissatisfied. Especially after hearing Shen Muping say that Shen Muzhi would come to break the pot later, the dissatisfaction in the hearts of these cousins suddenly reached a peak.

Shen Kaihe looked at Shen Muping in disbelief, and asked loudly: "Muping, how can you let him come to this matter! Let's not talk about this young and orderly, just look at him like this, the mourning hall has been placed for seven days, and he only appeared for the first time today, and after he came, he knelt and didn't kneel, and he didn't cry, where did he look like a son." I don't agree!"

Shen Muping looked at the emotional Shen Kaihe, and said lightly: "Second uncle, whether this matter will work or not, it's not up to you to decide!"

Shen Kaihe's expression froze, and then he became even more angry: "Mu Ping, what do you mean by this? No matter what I do, I'm also your elder, your father's funeral, don't I even have the right to say a word about this kind of thing? Besides, I'm not doing this for your good?"

"Second uncle, you don't have to be so excited. You are my elder, yes, you do have the right to speak in this matter, and I have given you this right just now, haven't I? In addition, you are good for us, we understand it, but this matter has been decided, and I hope the second uncle can accept it. After that, he stopped looking at Shen Kaihe, beckoned Uncle Lian, and told him to take Shen Muzhi to change his clothes.

Shen Kaihe was extremely angry, and wanted to find Shen Muping's theory, but was stopped by a few people next to him. The men shook their heads at him and whispered to dissuade him.

Shen Kaihe looked at Shen Muping, who didn't take him seriously at all, and then looked at Shen Muzhi, who followed Uncle Lian to change clothes, and walked away angrily.

Not long after, Shen Muzhi changed into a filial piety suit and returned to the mourning hall with Uncle Lian.

After the incense was applied, with a reminder from others that 'the time has come', Uncle Lian handed over a clay pot, and after Shen Muzhi took it, he raised his hand and fell down after taking a look.

With a snap, the clay pot shattered.

"From—"

There was a shout outside the house, and then the mourning music rang out, and the cry thundered.

Shen Muzhi watched those people pretend to rush towards the two coffins that were gradually lifted, and on those hideous cheeks, there was only pretended sadness, which was extremely hypocritical.

"Young master, let's go. Uncle Lian's voice sounded softly beside him, reminding him that it was time to go out.

Shen Muzhi retracted his gaze and walked out.

Shen Muping and Shen Muye followed.

The funeral procession was so long that even the new emperor was waiting on the street in an inconspicuous carriage. When the procession passed, the carriage quietly followed, and with the procession, it followed the long street all the way to the south gate before stopping.

This scene, naturally, someone will tell Shen Muping.

On the long street, there were a lot of people who came out to watch, and there were probably some who were sincerely sad, but more of them were just talking about the funeral platoon and the grandeur of the funeral procession.

For a while, the Shen family seemed to be in the limelight again.

It's just that this kind of limelight is probably not envied by anyone.

The ancestral temple of the Shen family is in a mountain ten miles south of the city. There is a small cemetery there, and the feng shui is not too good, but it is also close to the mountains and rivers.

The locomotive walked slowly, went out from the south gate, to the ancestral temple, all the way to stop and stop, and it was already afternoon.

The daylight shifted, and the shadows of the trees in the valley were swaying, and there was a little more gloomy and cold air.

The long funeral procession before has been reduced a lot.

In the ancestral temple, there were already many people waiting, and as soon as the team arrived, they immediately got busy.

Shen Muzhi, Shen Muping and Shen Muye watched the two coffins carefully placed in the ancestral temple, and then went to incense in turn. After doing this, Shen Muzhi was called to a vacant room by Shen Muping.

Uncle Lian was outside, and gently closed the door. With a soft creak, the room suddenly darkened, and then with a snort, Shen Muping lit the candle on the table.

The jumping flames dispelled a trace of the cold aura in this room.

After Shen Muzhi glanced at the flame, his gaze fell on Shen Muping, and he asked lightly, "Big brother has something to do with me?"

Shen Muping turned to look at him, his eyes stayed on his face, and the complicated look in it, Shen Muzhi didn't want to understand.

"I know you're blaming me. Shen Muping opened his mouth, and his soft voice was full of helplessness and bitterness.

Shen Muzhi did not deny it.

He did blame him.

An empty Shen family is so important? so important that he can ignore the mistakes made by Shen Muye?

He couldn't figure it out.

Or perhaps, it's just that in the eldest brother's heart, there are some things that can't be compared with Shen Muye.

Also, Qingguo is only his Qingguo, not his eldest brother's.

The second lady is dead, Shen Muye is his brother after all, even if he does something wrong, what?

He looked at Shen Muping, his eyes full of mockery.

"Mu Zhi ......" Shen Muping suddenly shouted softly.

Shen Mu's heart couldn't help but tremble.

The gentleness and caution in that voice instantly reminded him of his childhood. At that time, every time he was wronged by the eldest lady, when the eldest brother came to him, he would call him that.

The hardness of my heart suddenly softened.

"Big brother wants to ask you for something. Shen Muping carefully noticed the change in the expression on his face, and said softly.

Shen Muzhi still didn't make a sound, but the coldness that gradually dissipated under his eyes still showed that he had softened.

"If there is something in the Shen family in the future, I hope you can help the eldest brother in the face of the eldest brother, okay?" Shen Muping's face was full of hope.

Shen Muzhi closed his eyes, although he wanted to refuse, but his heart still couldn't be hard after all.

"Thank you. Shen Muping saw his looseness, and before he could speak, he was already thanked in front, erasing all Shen Muping's hesitation in an instant.

Shen Mu's heart was helplessly bitter.