The servants knelt on the ground, not daring to look directly into Ouyang Lianhua's eyes, and they were so frightened that they were soaked.

They are nothing more than a group of lowly people, as insignificant as mustard, unable to hand over money and food in exchange for the forgiveness of the head of the family.

"Seven days later, the Jialan Tower will be officially opened, and when the time comes, you must cheer up, entertain me well, and don't lose my face. ”

Ouyang Lianhua said lightly, turned around and left.

Several elderly family members trembled, and couldn't help asking, "Family master, you don't punish us?"

Ouyang Lianhua breathed a long sigh of relief and explained: "The traitors who are angry are either my relatives or my lovers, and the only outsider, Mr. Liu, has been a slave in my family for three generations, and on the surface he is a servant, but in fact he is more majestic than some descendants.

I gave them everything, they betrayed me, I really deserve to die, but you are just workers of the Ouyang family, you just take money to work, and it is unrealistic to really work for me. ”

The slaves were grateful, but Jiang Luo was a little stunned, looking at Hanhai, all large and small families signed death contracts with the slaves, except for the Ouyang family, which was not big-hearted.

Ouyang Lianhua, a woman, looks like a profligate wreck, but in fact, she has clear grievances and grievances, affection and righteousness.

After a while, Ouyang Lianhua ordered: "Okay, I won't kill you, what do you look like when you cry?"

Hurry up and clean up the West Garden, the traitors' masters and apprentices are all thrown into the mountains to feed the beasts, my friends need to rest, you hurry up and prepare a few rooms. ”

The servants immediately dispersed, each performing their duties, the two maids led Jiang Luo and the others to Beiyuan to choose a guest room, and the others began to dispose of the corpse.

…………

At night, the weather is slightly cool, and the evening breeze is blowing.

Jiang Luo was lying on the soft couch, and was about to blow out the lamp to sleep, when he suddenly heard a loud voice, "Sect Master Jiang, the night is long, can you come out and talk about it?"

"Who are you?", Jiang Luo shook his head and stood up vigilantly.

"Next Xia Qing, the head of the Xia family, last time you saved Yunshang in the Forest of Mist, I haven't thanked you properly. ”

"Xia Old Ancestor?", Jiang Luo hurriedly opened the carved wooden window, followed the sound, and sure enough, he saw a black figure.

Dressed in black, with black hair, and even the cloud boots on the soles of his feet are black, no matter which angle you look at, this person seems to be one with the night.

Jiang Luo jumped and jumped near the black shadow, and immediately felt an indescribable coercion.

Xia Qing has been famous for a long time, full of children and grandchildren, but he looks like a young man in his early thirties, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a heroic spirit.

Jiang Luo had never seen Xia Qing, he had only seen the portrait a few times, and he didn't expect that no one would dare to pretend to be the ancestor of the Xia family in front of him.

"Old Ancestor Xia, you came to visit late at night, what is the matter?"

Xia Qing sighed lightly, "Is Chen Long okay?"

Jiang Luo said: "He's very good, in fact, if you miss him, you might as well meet him." ”

Xia Qing shook his head and said gloomily: "No need, I know he doesn't want to see me, and if he meets hard, it will be unpleasant."

Now that you are disciplining him, I am relieved that this ring is his tuition. ”

Jiang Luo looked at the storage ring he handed over, and refused: "Old Ancestor Xia, please take back this thing, I have accepted four apprentices, and I have never asked for a penny of tuition."

If Chen Long's tuition fee is only charged, how can it be fair? What's more, Chen Long has not been in the school for a long time, but he lives and dies with me, and he has no merit and hard work, how can I charge his tuition?"

Xia Qing grabbed Jiang Luo's wrist, stuffed the storage ring into his palm, and said in a deep voice: "Please accept it, as a father, I always have to do something for him."

If you don't like the things in the storage ring, find a reason to give it to Chen Long. ”

Jiang Luo sighed in his heart, pity the hearts of parents all over the world, no matter how many mistakes he made in the past, Xia Qing always remembered Chen Long's son in his heart.

"Okay, then I'll take it first", Jiang Luo casually put the storage ring on his finger.

Xia Qing said again: "I heard that the Jialan Pagoda is about to open, and the Great Elder will bring the children of the Xia family here to cultivate later, and I hope that Sect Master Jiang will take more care of them at that time." ”

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "If the Xia family is in trouble in the future, I will definitely help in the future." ”

"Sect Master Jiang is really a cheerful person, it's not too early, the old man will leave first. ”

After Xia Qing finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared into the night sky.

Jiang Luo looked at the storage ring, there was no talisman on the royal blue ring, which meant that anyone could open and close it at will.

When I opened it, Xia Lao Zu made a really generous move, with hundreds of bottles of spirit pills, thousands of books, and more than a dozen brilliant spirit swords.

"Master," Chen Long called out in a low voice.

Jiang Luo hurriedly turned around and saw him floating in the night sky, and said, "Old Ancestor Xia came just now." ”

"I know, although I didn't see him, I vaguely remember his breath", Chen Long said indifferently, but strange feelings flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Luo walked over, handed the storage ring to him, and said, "This is a gift from him to you, and it can be regarded as compensation." ”

"I don't want to," Chen Long said stubbornly, "you keep it for me for now, and then I'll talk about it when I decide to forgive him." ”

"Okay, then I'll keep it for you first", Jiang Luo simply put the storage ring on his finger, in fact, he also has selfish intentions, the elixir is not rare, and the profound exercises can be encountered but not sought.

If there are advanced exercises in it, he will take the opportunity to study it, and it may be of great benefit to the breakthrough.

Chen Long took a long breath and said faintly: "Actually, he might as well be cruel to me, in that case, at least I can hate him purely." ”

Jiang Luo sighed and persuaded: "It's not my turn to ask about the matter between you, but I want to persuade you, ruthless may not be a true hero, how can a poor son not be a husband?"

Chen Long's eyes lit up, and he realized.

They were tired all day, so they didn't have time to chat, so they flew back to their respective rooms and slept with their heads covered.

The next day, the news of the opening of the Jialan Pagoda by the Ouyang family spread throughout the major sects, and countless monks were boiling over it, and they rushed to the Ouyang family non-stop.

In the evening, dozens of monks had already arrived, and since the Ouyang family did not provide room and board, they could only report in a hurry, and then go to a nearby hotel to rest.

A bearded monk talked loudly, "It is also the loss of the ancestor and the great changes, the Ouyang family seems to be a small strong who cannot be defeated, and the more frustrated it is, the more courageous it becomes."

The Yang family is like a turtle with a shrunken head, and they don't even have the courage to take revenge, which is really a nest. ”

"Hehe, when they meet a genius like Sect Master Jiang, they shouldn't shrink their heads and turtles, they are afraid that it will be a dead end, in order to save a breath of blood, it is understandable that they are a little bit of a nest. ”

A white-clothed showman came and sang a double reed with the bearded man who came first, touting Jiang Luo.

A nun swept over the two heads and landed directly onto the registration desk.

This woman is beautiful, but her clothes are ragged, and there are a few small holes, revealing white and tender skin, like a begging flower child on the street.