The people of Longmen are still very efficient, and just when Long Zaiye decided to do that thing, a piece of news quickly spread to Gusu Murong's family.

Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. Gusu, which is now Suzhou.

Suzhou, located on the shore of Taihu Lake in the southeast of Jiangsu Province 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, Wu Zixu, the minister of Wu Wanglu, built a city and built a capital here, which has a history of more than 2,500 years.

Suzhou was called Wu in ancient times, and is now referred to as Su. Emperor Wen of Sui opened the ninth year of the emperor's reign and named Suzhou, named after Gusu Mountain in the southwest of the city, and has been called until now.

It has always been famous for its beautiful landscapes and elegant gardens, and has the reputation of "Jiangnan Gardens in the World, Suzhou Gardens in Jiangnan". Gardens flourished in the past dynasties, and there were many famous gardens. During the Ming and Qing dynasties, Suzhou became the most prosperous area in China, with private gardens all over the city and beyond.

The Murong family, which once shined in the ancient martial arts world, is located in the city of Suzhou, where there is heaven and Suzhou and Hangzhou below.

Gusu is the sphere of influence of the Murong family. Here, the Murong family is the emperor of the soil, and all the warriors who set foot in Suzhou will give three points to the Murong family.

Although the Murong family no longer has the same scenery as its ancestors, it is still a force to be reckoned with in the ancient martial arts world in the south.

In the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, one of the Murong family produced a remarkable figure. This person is amazingly talented, and with his own strength, he has made a name for himself in Guangxi.

At that time, in the ancient martial arts world, as long as the Murong family of Guangxi Cuizhu Villa was mentioned, it was extremely respectful and afraid.

However, after hundreds of years of ups and downs, the side line of the Murong family in Guangxi has long since declined. Only the authentic Murong clan of Gusu is still inherited to the present.

In the south of Gusu City, there is a private garden. This garden covers an area of four or five hundred acres, among which small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, all the scenery in the garden, are found here.

The person who can own such a garden will certainly not be an ordinary person. Here, it is the family garden of the Murong family.

At this time, it was noon, and the September sun seemed to be no different from the midsummer sun, and it was still so vicious. The north may already have autumn, but in the south, the momentum of summer prevails.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a black suit, a white bow tie, and gray hair, like a housekeeper, walked in quickly from the gate of the garden.

Walk through the gardens, across the bridges, through the cloisters, and through the green meadows. Finally, the middle-aged man who looked like a butler walked down a path paved with smooth stones.

These stones, at a glance, know that they are those pebbles that have been washed in the river for an unknown number of years.

On this hot day, although the butler-like man was wearing a suit and leather shoes and a bow tie, he didn't seem to feel hot at all, and there was no bead of sweat on his forehead.

With steady steps and a graceful figure, it is obvious that this middle-aged man has a good cultivation.

At the end of this winding cobblestone path is a $$.1!6!-n

An elegant wooden attic. There are only two floors of attics, and in this garden, there are not many such attics.

The middle-aged man walked straight to the small attic and stopped.

"Come in!" came a deep, deep voice from the attic. The tone in the voice seemed a little vicissitudes.

"Yes!" the middle-aged man who looked like a butler stepped forward respectfully, gently opened the attic door, and walked in.

Soon, the middle-aged man came out of the attic again, and then respectfully closed the attic door, turned and walked onto the cobblestone path, and then his figure swayed, and he sped towards the largest building in the center of the garden.

The middle-aged man's body was so fast, like a gust of wind, he disappeared between the flowers and trees, pavilions and pavilions in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, several young disciples of the Murong family hurriedly rushed out of this garden with solemn expressions, got into a black car outside the gate, and left.

In the city of Suzhou, in various magnificent places in the city, or in villas, there are cars driving out. Five or six of these cars drove directly to the south of the city, and most of them wandered around the city's hypermarkets or scenic spots, as if looking for someone.

Just when something unexpected seemed to have happened in Murong's house, on a scenic forest road on the outskirts of the city, two beautiful girls were stopped by a few young people who were angry.

These young people, at a glance, know that they are definitely the so-called second ancestors who rely on some money in their own families, have nothing to do when they have time, and focus on fighting and making trouble, and flirting with little girls.

"You'd better get out of the way, or you'll ......!" said one of the women, dressed in skinny cropped jeans and a white short-sleeved shirt, with a look of displeasure.

"Hehe, it's not difficult for us to get out of the way, as long as this young lady gives me the phone number, casually tell me where you live, and I'll let you over. A young man with dyed hair said flirtatiously.

This young man didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and with a pair of "colored" eyes, he couldn't stop lingering on the important parts of the two women.

The two women are definitely stunningly beautiful. However, at this time, their eyebrows were upside down and their hearts were open. The group of sons and brothers in front of them really made them unappetizing.

"I don't have a phone number, but I have two fists, do you?" another woman with a ponytail raised her two white pink fists and said angrily.

The young men glanced at each other, and suddenly laughed and said, "We want it, come and beat me!

The guys laughed unscrupulously, but the two women were already pale, and their bodies trembled with anger.

"Since they owe it, Sister Murong, then let's make it difficult for us, and invite a few of them to a fist dinner!" The pony-tailed girl suddenly said to the white-shirted woman beside her with a sly smile.

"Well, sister, be gentle and don't kill these trash. The woman in the white shirt said in a fierce voice.

"Haha! laughed at me, they said they were going to beat us, your fists are used to massage us, and the hammerbones are about the same. ”

However, the next moment, the dumb boy could not laugh out loud, for his mouth was already full of blood, and a tooth flew out of his mouth.

Everyone was stunned, all laughter stopped, and they stared at the incredible scene in front of them.

The person who flew this gentleman turned out to be the harmless and somewhat cute woman with a ponytail.